I asked for a peach iced tea (they are only allowed non-alcoholic beverages at strip clubs where I live). A couple of minutes passed and another older...guy came in and sat down, I wasn’t sure but it looked like he might be a friend of the manager as they talked quietly for a few minutes and the manager never asked him for the cover charge. I asked if any other girls would be coming in and the manager assured me there were, though I could tell that he was unsure and probably lying, just trying to. However you have other plans, and firmly push me away. I look up in surprise. However you simply urge me to turn over, then begin removing my board shorts. Quickly they are off as I begin to catch on to your intentions. Now I am on my back, my cock almost painfully hard and pointing upright like a sundial. You proceed to remove your swimsuit bottoms and straddle me. At this time I am able to gaze up at you, with your hair slightly messed, cheeks reddened and breasts heaving. I slide my hands. I then started rubbing his erection through his jeans. He and I played a while on the couch, and then I started sucking his dick. It tasted better than most. I undid his jeans pulled his boxers and jeans to his knees and started to suck his dick. He then took off his jeans completely while I took off my shirt. I have no clue when his shirt came off, but it did. I think while I was undoing his jeans and focusing on his dick. I took his dick out of my mouth to put a condom on and I had grabbed. ” “Just send Bryan out to play golf or something. The girls can entertain themselves.” “Stop, please Derek, just stop,” I said. “Oh c’mon sweetheart you love it,” he replied, smiling confidently. He was right. I did love it, no matter how much I tried to deny it to myself. I loved it. Bryan rejoined us at the table and the evening went on as normal, except it wasn’t normal for me. I was already trying to think of something to take away from the house for the afternoon so I could see Derek.