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 It was dark, warm and loud, but fortunately not smoky.  You could feel the
music in the pit of your stomach before you even got in side a deep hot
techno-beat.  She walked up to the door, looked inside, then at the bouncer
and said, he's got it.  He stamped Her hand and She was through the door
before i could get out the money in my pocket.

   "$10 bucks, and three for the lady," said the bouncer.

   Looking up, i was startled.  "Isn't that a little steep?"

   "Unescorted males are always $10 bucks," he grinned almost as if he knew
something.

   Paying him the ransom, i went inside and tried to locate Her in the
swirl of revelers.  Actually it wasn't hard to find Her.  There were a lot
of very hot outfits on the ladies in there, some were almost obscene, but
the way She carried Herself made the difference.  People sort of gave Her
some room, mostly because the wanted to look at Her.  Like i said, hot. 
Anyway, before I could get over to Her, She was on the dance floor.  Gawds
i do so love to watch Her move.  Trying to get the bartenders attention and
finally ordering a Pina Colada and a diet coke, i moved in search of a
table for Her.  Actually i got lucky and happened to be walking by one as
the people were leaving, from the looks of their hands and faces, there
wasn't much doubt what they had been doing and where they were now heading.

   She walked off the floor over to me and took a sip of Her drink, sat
down and then crooked Her finger for me to come closer as She spoke.

   "slut, your job tonight is to ask the people I pick out to dance with
Me. If after they asked and they decline, that is three strokes on you
tomorrow morning.  If they accept, I will take off one stroke.  As usual,
if you don't see me in twenty minutes, coming looking for me.  " She
grinned at that, not really knowing what She might be doing if She were
away for longer than ten minutes.

   Without time for me to respond She looked up and pointed across the
room, to a couple that were obviously newlyweds.  "Him."

   With an inward groan i got up and went across the floor and asked the
male half of the couple if he would consider accepting the offer of dancing
with Her.  Of course they declined, after pointing Her out, she was much
more adamant about it than he was.

   Walking back to Her, She just smiled and held up three fingers, and then
pointed across to a table of twenty something hard-bodies.

   When I got to there table they looked at me funny because i had to keep
looking back at Her until She nodded that i had found the right one.

   "Excuse me, please.  But , er, um, well would you please do me the honor
of dancing with my wife?" the words stumbling out.

   After he saw Who i was pointing to he really didn't hesitate.  And so it
began, She would point to some one and i would be off, by the time She had
disappeared i had ten refusals, and 12 acceptances, and was terribly
aroused from all the teasing and rubbing She was doing in between dances.
If i hadn't had on dark charcoal trousers in the dim, i am sure the stain
of pre-cum would have looked like i had actually came.

   Yes, dancing always seems to make Her horny.  It has as long as we have
been together and now was no exception.  After waiting the 20 minutes, i
began my search for my Slut Goddess.  It was obvious that She wasn't in the
club proper, so i started looking for the back storage areas.  Walking
quietly down the hallway, I peeked through the crack in the door and jam.
She had a younger stud in there and they were dancing, She had opened Her
blouse to the waist and it was evident that the stud was having a hard time
concentrating on dancing, from the tent in the front of his trousers.  She
gyrated up in front of him and stopped just short of touching him, his
hands started to go up.

   "Ah, ah, ah, no baby, you said you'd pay to go in the back room with me
to get you off, this is what you get, cum with what I'm offering, or leave,
it's all the same to me." And she continued shaking, turned around and made
sure that the hem of Her short skirt was whipping around in a manner that
the stud could see Her crack and the very edge of the T-strap She was
wearing.

   "Like that, don't you, so does my wimp husband, see if you can come for
me and if it's a big enough load, maybe you can get a blow-job."

   That was all it took, the stud, now a studling, blew his wad in his
trousers, it was pretty obvious to me even from my viewpoint.  As he calmed
down he again started to reach for Her.

   She laughed in his face, is that all the load you have, my grandson has
a bigger load than that and he's only three!" Laughter ringing in his ears
the stud tried to hide the mess in his trousers and left, only glancing at
me as he went up the hall.  Looking in the room, She was looking at the
door, crooking Her finger.

   "I knew you'd find me, did you like that, slut?" She was counting the
damp crumpled bills in Her hand.  "Twenty bucks, gee, I suppose I should
add one stroke for every dollar here." She backed up to the row of beer
cases along the wall, pushed Herself up on them and spread Her legs, get me
off, now, slut"

   Without any hesitation, i was on my knees in front of Her, licking at
Her crotch through Her sopping panties.

   "Do you like this, watching Me humiliate other men, teasing them like
the Slut they think I am, " She was gasping, about to cum.  "I love being a
Slut Goddess and never having to put out...  but I could have fucked him,
he had a nice sized cock in those trousers.  Would you have liked to seen
that slut, me fuck someone and then you can clean the mess?" She gasped out
the final words as She grabbed my head tight to Her.

   "Ahemm..." it was the bar back come into the storeroom for something.

   Laughter, as i scrambled to get to my feet and clean the dirt from my
knees.  "Come on, slut", she hooked Her finger in the loop on the collar I
was wearing, smiled at the bar back and led my out of the room, my face
slick with Her juices.

   She danced a few more dances, I picked up a few more "no's" and ended
the night at 54 strokes for tomorrow.  As She left, She gave our room
number to a number of people, mostly male, some couples, and invited them
up tomorrow.  And She was gone, out the door, again, me embarrassed,
smelling of cum and my face still shiny in places, in tow.  As soon as we
were in the room She laid down on the bed, spread Her legs once more and
pointed, again i worked to bring Her off, and it was tough since She was
sensitive from the evenings partying.  As soon as She came, She was out
like a light.  Pulling the covers over Her so She wouldn't chill, i went
into the bathroom to undress so as not disturb Her.  The plug in my ass had
been there so long that it hurt to take it out.  My worm had ruined the
panties with drool and ached for release so bad that if i took a shower and
washed him it would have been all over the room.  And She was right, as
usual, i did fart when the plug was pulled.