Taking my clothes off on a stage was very exciting and turned me on like nothing I have ever done. Being on stage was like advertising what I had so w...en my dance was over I could go talk to the men who put dollars in my garter. When guys put a dollar billin your garter its like giving me a note saying "come see me when you get done", After my dance and a few times on the pole I went backstage to the dressing room was. Most of the other girls were out working the crowd. I always like to freshen. Pallavi started to lick in the video call. It was the best masturbation in my life.(Still, I get an erection whenever I think about this incident. That’s why everyone says, “The first experience is the best experience”. After this incident, I truly believe these words.)Then she texted me and asked me about the experience. I didn’t say anything and she got angry and said, “Didn’t you like it?” Also, she added that she planned to show me her pussy on the video call that night.I straight away said. Thus began the happiest time of our life.Prashant was happy with his young committed secret girlfriend and I was happy with my long string of lovers. Both of us were happy. We never had sex with each other, even in the bedroom when we slept together. Prashant had made an arrangement where during the day our bed would be one single double bed.But during the night he would move his bed to make two single beds. I was okay with that. Both of us were happy until a month ago.The coronavirus started. “I went to the bar too,” she said hesitantly.“I KNOW I SAW YOU!” shouted I. “But you didn’t see me as you had my back to me whilst you threw yourself all over that fella, didn’t you?”She started to cry at this and I almost wanted to console her but reminded myself as to what had happened and how I had to maintain my resolve.Sobbing now, she asked, “Why didn’t you do something?”“Like fucking what??? Walk up and admit to a stranger that this woman who’s throwing herself at you is my wife??? How.