"How does she feel about working in lingerie?" Steffi asked. "She's a stripper. I'm sure she'll be fine." Erika replied. Steffi thought a moment. "Alr...ght Erika. I'm trusting you, I hope this new 'sensation' won't let us down. She can wait tables tonight, no problem." Steffi had a heart as big as gold for working girls, besides, Irvine's Cabaret had a reputation of having great looking girls. Erika asked me, "Have you ever waited on tables?" "A little." It was not entirely the truth. I had. I planted my feet on the ground, straddling the chair and began to lift my hips in the air as I stuck another finger in my ass and one in my dripping pussy. I made eye contact with Watson; made sure he saw my red lips and then I spoke the words: “come here and fuck me…” This brought him to a halt as he opened his eyes wide…I said the words again: “come here and fuck me...” This time Watson did not hesítate. He quickly rushed for my back yard. He came wearing a t-shirt and a pair of jogging. Ok..." Now, don't sound too excited," Karen laughs. "It's ok, it is a goodworkout, but I think you will actually enjoy it." Now," Dan adds somewhat sternly, "it is an all girl class, so you willhave to present as female and pass. Karen here will help get yououtfitted."My mind is a bit flummoxed by all this, and I tune out of some of Dan andKaren's pleasantries. I do remember watching Dan with envy as he enjoyeda thick hamburger. Karen of course has a salad, and Dan ordered the samefor. I even met the two men who were customers of the shop. The two couples seem to avoid me, no doubt at the urging of the wives. They both left after twenty minutes or so. I couldn't think of leaving. I was having a ball with all the attention. Every one of the men were gentlemen. They wanted to know all about the baby. When was it due? What were the chosen names? One of the men was married and he talked about his experiences.He said jokingly, "I don't remember my wife looking as good as you when.