She finds a pole in the storage area, oddly similar to a stripper's pole. She gazes at it longingly, missing her days dancing in the clubs."Oh I can'... wait to get back in the clubs!"Liv does her routine on the pole, dancing up and down it. This beats any dull desk job any day. She only left the club because she had a k**. It's been a couple months since the birth of her baby girl, it's time to go back to stripping. The pay is more fun! Liv violently slides off her bra, then seductively. Now my imagination and curiosity were both working overtime; he was either going in there to clean-up after making a mess in his underwear – or he was going in to finish off what he had started outside! So I followed him in.Inside the toilet, there was just one man at the urinals and there were four cubicles to one side. The cubicle at this end was occupied but the others were free and he went straight into the one at the far end. So I immediately went into the one next to him. So as not to. A dream that changed our sex lives.We'd always had a great sex life, but also always interested in taking it to the next level. This was definitely the next level!She wanted to tell me about her dream, but was worried I'd be jealous. That just made me more intriqued. I told her not to worry. She told how in her dream, we were having sex....(I'm thinking cool)...then she says....with another guy. After a split second of jeaslousy, I thought...COOL!After a few days of hinting and dancing around. I was zapped.She sat really close and I could feel her body heat. Boy she was oozing heat and was hot. She simply wanted to get fucked you could tell. I was sure too. Slowly she fed me the entire plate and then handed me the glass of juice which I finished. Then she put one hand on my shoulder and askedPriya : Aur Kya loge? (With a wicked smile)Me : Aur Kya hai. (Smiling back)Priya : jo chahiye milegaMe : Mujhe strawberries Aur mangoes chahiye.Priya : sorry Voh Toh Nahi hai.And I leaned forward.