One Saturday night, I sat at the bar at the strip club and I watched my good friend called Lisa dance sexily on the pole in a leopard print short crop...sleeveless top and a mini skirt. She had long, curly black hair. Watching her made a peculiar sensation begin to stir in my groin. I felt a tightening in my panties. I glanced down and noticed a bulge sticking out through my pink short dress. I knew it was my dick growing with excitement. I crossed over my legs so no one noticed my growing. "I flushed and instantly tried to cover those very parts. "Who are you?"He laughed. "I am to be your husband."I blinked. My mind raced off. My husband? Was he serious? Is that why my father had not come? No, my father would not allow this. Was my mother behind it? I had known she wanted me wed but not like this!"You lie."He laughed."Does it matter? I have been assured of your virginity, the sons begotten on you will be mine. Thus you are mine. You will be my wife." He stated the last flatly.I. I knew that it was Henry and the nerves completely took over my stomach. “Hi,” I said, making my way down the stairs. He was alone and for this I was grateful. I asked him to come alone, but that did not mean that he would listen. “Where are mom and dad?” he asked me curiously, looking around. I knew he would never have expected me to call him here if they were not around. “They went away for the night,” I said as I made my way into the living room. “Dad had some business meeting out of town. Sleep never came for me that night as I wondered over my newfound excitement. Did I really want this obscene act to happen? Should I explore ways to make this craziness a reality or just be content with my wicked fantasy?The more I thought, the more my head spun. I finally concluded there was too much to lose in carrying on with this insane idea, as it could ultimately cost me the love of my life. I just couldn't jeopardize that; I told myself to be content with what happened.For the rest of.