” “And that means?” “Harry, I’ve never fallen for anyone in life. Oh, I am very confident and it’s a means to an end. Sex is like breathin... for me, now I have someone that means something and I don’t want it to end.” Harry sat back in his chair, if he wasn’t sitting in it, he’d be sat on the floor. “Pen! You mean you put me through all that and, and…..” She giggled, “Pretty good huh?” Harry’s faux exasperation made her break out into more laughter. “Oh come on Harry, I had to know. I’m bloody. I mean really. You love your wife. Which is why, you always get a bit of blackmail over every woman you sleep with. After all, a good working relationship is hard, and you can't have some little homewrecking slut ruining your marriage. Of course it rarely comes to that. A bit of charm, a bit of honesty and a even a hit of a threat and most women accept their non-exclusive place in your life. You really hope Stephanie is in the majority. After all, you 'love' her."I love you too, babe."You watch. I suppose it's quite a compliment really but I thought we came here for a nice relaxing sunbathe; you seem to have other things on your mind!" Then she laughed, her beautiful natural laugh, "It's OK, don't look so nervous. I don't mind at all. I'm just surprised. Come on, kick those trousers off".Excited, but still nervous, I stepped out of my trousers and folded them on top of Liz's, my briefs straining more eagerly than ever. I glanced back up at her and she was still looking at the bulge,. This attire plus darkness in the room left her face unrecognized as she walked to the center of the room. There, suddenly a cylindrical cloth lifted to reveal what was underneath; a raised stage and a pole specially placed for this woman.The moment she was on the top the song changes and she danced to the tunes while the men surround watched her. Being fully clothed they weren’t happy as expected but they cheer once she starts taking off her clothes. Doing all sorts of tricks around the pole.