. please!" Stop sniveling . . . you make me sick!" she ordered. "You've made your own bed, now sleep in it!" But this is so humiliating . . . please h...ve mercy on me" I cried."Humiliating?! If you think this is humiliating . . . just you wait! . . ." A look of enlightenment came to her face, as if she had just come up with some sort of an idea. Then she waived her arm and pointed it at me. I felt a chill run through my body."What have you done!?" I demanded.With a strange smirk on her face she. In the lead up to going to St Alban's what piqued my excitement, strangely, wasn't the fact that I was going to fuck a good looking woman. No. It was the pain that I was going to inflict on her husband having to watch us that actually gave me an overriding sensation of deep satisfaction. And in a way I suppose it's in my nature. Not to detract from the events but at work I've been told that I'm too dominant as a person and that my team working skills are hampered by the fact that I pick on weak. Of course, it was my 19th birthday and I deserved a nice present and something much different than I had ever received. It had all come rather easily after my first full night of work as a stripper. Being the only black girl in the club was kind of a novelty for the customers and I drew quite a bit of attention. I had spent the first two nights as a stripper, watching and learning the system and on this, my first real night of work, nearly the entire time was spent in the semi-private lap dance. After a couple minutes, she cam back downstairs and DAMNED if she wasn't wearing only a thin lacey lingerie that covered almost NOTHING! She asked me if it was ok if she wore that and that she had been wanting to show it off to SOMEBODY since she was now single! I stammered out a few words of approval and she sat back down next to me and placed her hand on my thigh. I could clearly see her tits, nipples and even her snatch since the material was see through. She leaned over to me and explained.