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Subject: Stripper's Delight 01/10
Date: Wed, 4 Jun 1997 23:21:00 GMT
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STRIPPER'S DELIGHT
Chapter 1
Part 1 of 3
As Jeremy continued to sit at the edge of the stage, sipping his
drink, the emcee's voice suddenly boomed out over the speaker system
of the nicely-furnished downtown strip club.
"Time to introduce our next dancer. All regular customers of
this fine establishment will recognize her... She is the very lovely,
and very popular... LISA! Let's give her a big hand!"
Jeremy smiled.
It was time for `his` woman to perform.
As the lights suddenly dimmed, causing an eerie darkness to fall
over the club, the audience quickly hushed and then a bright spotlight
shone down onto the curtain at the very back of the stage.
The curtain ruffled around for a moment, then Lisa stepped out
from behind it. The spotlight caught her, and the people throughout
the audience gave the exotic dancer an appreciative applause.
Lisa looked stunning.
She was wearing a black leather jacket, which was zipped up fully.
Below the waist, however, Lisa had not done all that much to conceal
herself. She had on a black pair of thonged panties, a black garter
belt and matching thigh-high stockings. Since the leather jacket was
a bit small, ending slightly above her waist, everyone had a clear
view of her panties and garter set. The outfit was topped off with a
pair of spiked high-heels; black ones. Her blonde hair, very long and
pretty, went down her neck and shoulders in stylish waves.
As Jeremy smiled once again, this time as he noticed the vision of
lovliness before him, a loud rock-music song suddenly filled the strip
club over the speaker system. The crowd cheered at the tune, a catchy
one, and then the stripper on the stage began her routine.
Lisa twitched her hips in a seductive manner as she started walking
toward the center of the stage. On the way, she spun around in a full
circle, and in the process, unzipped the heavy leather jacket. After
opening and closing it just as quickly, flashing her succulent breasts
to the audience, she stepped in front of a wooden chair on stage and
proceeded to lean backwards against it, using her hands for support.
That only lasted for a few seconds, though, as she snapped her head
back and then stepped forward, toward the front of the stage. The
young woman held onto her jacket, keeping it closed, and then did
another seductive spin.
Lisa stepped to the very front of the stage, close to the audience,
and started to gyrate her hips to the wild music. She turned to the
right and danced, then to the left and did the same thing.
The woman turned and walked back to the center of the stage, then
faced the crowd with a huge smile. She flashed her breasts, this time
even quicker than before, and continued strutting and prancing around.
Two quick spins were followed with three more flashes, all in a
row. The crowd roared with appreciation when she finally took the
jacket off, placing it over her shoulder. Her breasts were simply
magnificant; large and firm, even tanned.
As Jeremy watched the scene before him unfold, he could not fend
off a massive erection that was forming in his slacks. This happened
to him every single time he came here, to watch this blonde bombshell
at work. He was not interested in any of the other exotic dancers.
He was only interested in Lisa.
A couple of the customers got up from their seats and went over to
the stage, then started holding up dollar bills in their hands. Lisa
immediately noticed them, and she strutted over to one, and threw the
heavy coat down behind her.
Lisa bumped and weaved to the music in front of the man, who was
quickly joined by three others, all with money in their hands. The
stripper continued grinding to the beat while reaching out with one
hand, and those men gave her the money. After giving them a smile and
then a wink, she spun on a high-heel and went back to the wooden chair.
Lisa turned the chair around, so it was facing her, as she faced
the crowd. She leaned forward and placed both hands on it, and bumped
her hips from side to side, in a beguiling manner. She moved to the
side of it, then raised a high-heel and planted it upon the chair.
After lunging forward several times, showcasing the side of her figure
to the approving crowd, the blonde dancer sashayed over and picked up
her leather jacket.
Lisa swung it over her shoulder and continued dancing, spinning
around twice, then went back to the chair. She dropped the jacket
and then sat down in the chair, the back of it still facing her front.
She spread her thighs and held onto the chair, then started rocking
and bumping her body, which brought yet another favorable response
from the audience.
Smiling for the most of the performance thus far, Jeremy finally
reached into his inside coat pocket and pulled out a clip of money.
The move did not go unnoticed by Lisa.
For as much as Jeremy had been watching her over the past couple
of months, Lisa had learned to watch him as well. It was a very simple
reason why. He tipped her very good. In fact, he tipped her better
than anyone. While others would give her dollar bills, Jeremy would
sometimes give her a twenty dollar bill.
Lisa glanced in Jeremy's direction for an instant, then went back
to concentrating on her routine.
Her blonde hair whipped about wildly as she final chorus of the
song approached. She leaned back, and then swiftly slipped off the
chair, and onto her knees. The stripper crawled on her hands and knees
to the right side of the stage, where she received tips from a total of
nine guys. She crawled to the front, and was awarded with five more
tips, and then finally to the right. Instead of crawling over to the
group which had assembled on that side, she instead went directly to
where Jeremy was sitting.
He smiled up at her, and she returned it with one of her own.
Jeremy pulled a bill out of the clip, and handed it to Lisa. She
took it and quickly glanced, hoping it was another twenty, but it was
a one. She rose to her knees in front of him, noticing the clip he
held, and started bumping and grinding her body for him.
Jeremy gave her another bill, a single dollar, and then another.
Lisa kept dancing, however, wanting the bigger bills.
She finally got one, and it shocked her.
Jeremy gave her $100.
Lisa looked at it for several seconds, stunned, and then remembered
that she had to finish her dance. She watched as Jeremy shrugged his
shoulders and put the clip back into his pocket. Then, the blonde
moved over to the final group which had assembled for her, and collected
the last round of tips.
The song came to a close and then the stripper stood up, and looked
down at Jeremy, bewildered. She had never received anything higher
than a twenty dollar bill since getting a job here, until tonight.
The hundred was a complete shock to her. It really was.
"Let's give a big hand to Lisa, for a great performance!" the
emcee announced, and the crowd offered a rousing ovation.
That brought Lisa out of her thoughts, and she suddenly smiled and
waved to the audience. She picked up her jacket and blew a kiss to
the crowd, as they continued to cheer and whistle their approval. She
blew another kiss, and yet another, before finally tossing the jacket
over her shoulder and walking off the stage, behind the curtain.
Once she was out of the audience's view, Lisa put the jacket on
and zipped it up, and quickly looked at her money. She counted it,
and the total came to $136. $103 of it came from Jeremy, whom she
referred to as `The Tipping Stranger`. He had once given her $27,
which was the prior high she had received from any customer in tips.
Lisa was still shocked at the hundred she held in her hand. She was
completely dumbfounded.
As Jeremy sat at his table, still nursing his drink from before,
he was bored. The other dancers in the club were beautiful, yes, but
they did not draw his interest like Lisa did. Lisa was a goddess to
him. He had never spoken to her; their only interaction during the
past few months was him offering money, and her taking it.
But she was still a goddess to him. Not only because of the way
she looked, but because of the friendly, energetic smile she displayed
each time while on stage. Jeremy simply sensed that she was a good
person. He had a mental image of her; the way she is outside the club.
He imagined that her regular style of dress did not suggest to others
that she was a stripper. He bet that she dressed conservatively, when
outside the strip club. He also pictured her living in a nice, clean
apartment, having a good family and being an animal lover.
"Who is that guy?" Lisa asked outloud, now in her dressing room,
still looking at the one hundred dollar bill. She was speaking to
herself. "He comes here almost every night, and tips me more than
anyone else. But at the same time, he has never approached me, just
to talk. Never made a pass at me. He doesn't even tip the other
girls... Who IS that guy?"
No matter who he was, Lisa had always considered him attractive.
He looked to be in his late 20's. He was tall, and appeared to have a
strong, muscular build. His face was quite handsome, and he had a
certain air about him. An air that hinted he was soft-spoken and
quite nice. She liked those qualities in a man.
The only reason Jeremy was still in the club was because he hoped
that Lisa had another performance scheduled. He wanted to watch her
strip again. She usually had two performances each night, and he had
just witnessed her first.
Minutes later, as a stacked brunette was dancing around on the
stage, Jeremy wasn't even paying attention. He was still seated at
the table, but was now reading the daily newspaper.
"Excuse me..."
Jeremy looked up suddenly, and much to his surprise, found Lisa
standing beside him! She had not changed outfits since her routine;
the ravishing blonde still wore the leather jacket, zipped up though,
as well as the matching panties, garter belt, stockings and heels.
"May I sit down?"
Jeremy's eyes grew big at her request, and he quickly cleared his
throat. "Umm, yes. Please. Please do."
Lisa pulled out a chair and took a seat across from Jeremy.
"Thank you," she smiled. "First, perhaps I should introduce
myself. Well, I guess you already know."
Jeremy smiled at her. "Yes, Lisa. You're introduced to the crowd
before every performance." He paused. "Oh, my name is Jeremy."
She extended her hand. "Nice to meet you."
Jeremy took her hand, and gently shook it. Her skin felt so soft
and warm to him... he could have held her hand forever.
He released it, however, and she took it back.
"Well Jeremy, let me be very forward with you. I've been working
here for three months now, and almost every night, you are here. You
tip me quite nicely, but do not bother to tip the other girls. Is
there a reason for that?" She paused, then interjected before giving
him a chance to reply. "Oh, please! Don't think I'm complaining.
I'm just a little curious, that's all."
He shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not interested in the other
dancers. Why should I give them money if I'm not interested in them?"
She nodded her head, but was still curious. "I can understand
that. But, why do you tip me so well? No one tips me like you."
He shrugged his shoulders again. "Because you're worth more than
a dollar or two, like most customers offer. In fact, you're worth
more than what I tip you. Much more."
That statement actually made the bold stripper blush.
"What makes you think that, though?" she grinned, still blushing.
Another shrug. "I like you. That's all."
She smiled at him.
Her main intent in coming out here had still not yet been resolved,
however. Lisa was concerned about the one hundred dollar bill he gave
her. She thought it may have been a mistake on his part. Did he
intend to give her a twenty, but pulled out a hundred instead? If so,
did he notice the mistake?
Lisa figured that Jeremy was a very good customer. If he had
intended to give her $20 instead of $100, she knew that there was only
one thing which she could do. That would be the right thing.
"Jeremy, you gave me a hundred dollar bill tonight."
He simply nodded his head at her.
Her face lit-up. "You mean, you know?"
"Of course. Why? Are you complaining?"
She leaned back. "No! No, of course not! I mean, I was going to
give it back to you, if it was a mistake..."
He smiled at her. "That's very nice of you, Lisa. But, I did
give you the hundred. And I want you to keep it."
Now, not only did Lisa think of this man as attractive, but she
thought of him as very warm-hearted and friendly as well.
The stripper smiled, in a reserved way. "Can I ask you something?"
"Fire away." He was also calm and collected.
"How would you like to go out for a cup of coffee? I know a nice
little diner about a block away. Best coffee in town."
He looked at her, surprised. Was this blonde bombshell actually
asking him out on a date?
"I thought exotic dancers were not allowed to meet people or find
dates through their work," he retorted. "Company policy?"
She grinned again. "We're not. But, I'm making an exception."
He paused, calm on the outside, but wild and happy on the inside.
"I'd love to, Lisa. When?"
She shrugged her shoulders this time. "I'm scheduled for another
show in an hour. But I can cancel it, and get off work early. How
about meeting me at the diner in 30 minutes?"
"Sure," he replied. "But tell me how to get to it."
She smiled at him. "When you leave the club here, make a left.
Keep driving until you see a big diner sign. It's a block away.
Just pull in there. You can't miss it."
"And you'll be there in 30 minutes?"
"Yep," she grinned. "Go there, find a booth to sit at. Then I'll
find you. How does that sound?"
Jeremy looked at his drink and then put it down on the table.
"Like a dream come true." He got up, and stretched. "30 minutes,
Miss Lisa. I'll be there."
As she watched him leave the club, Lisa mumbled the following
words, under her breath:
"I sure hope he makes a pass at me."
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From: wisenack@weecabn.cts.com (Wisenack)
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Subject: Stripper's Delight 02/10
Date: Wed, 4 Jun 1997 23:22:00 GMT
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STRIPPER'S DELIGHT
Chapter 1
File 2 of 3
Jeremy found the nice, roadside diner without a problem, and
ordered himself barbequed ribs, fried potatoes and a cup of coffee.
He looked at his watch once the waitress brought his meal out, telling
himself that it would only be 10 minutes before Lisa was to arrive.
However, 10 minutes was too long. He wanted to see her now.
Jeremy could be very content in his dealings with Lisa by simply
watching her at the strip club each night and then offering her a
hefty tip. But, since she had initiated a conversation, and then
asked him out on a date... he now had broader horizons in mind. He
never expected her to approach him and put the wheels in motion, and
he sure wasn't going to approach her. Despite the mental image he
had of Lisa, Jeremy figured that if he did introduce himself, she
would just shake her head and tell him to get lost. He thought, how
many guys at the club ask her out on a daily basis? Why would she
choose him over anyone else?
But, she had chosen him.
And she even approached him.
At the club, Lisa persuaded her boss to give her the rest of the
night off. He finally relented, and then Lisa went back to the
dressing room and changed into a normal outfit. She threw on a tight
pair of hip-hugging jeans, a white blouse and a red varsity jacket,
from the college she attended.
After telling her friends at the club good-bye for the evening,
the vixen got into her car and drove down to the diner.
She was drawn to Jeremy, for whatever reason. He was attractive,
yes, but that really did not matter to her. Instead, what caught her
eye the most was his friendly nature. He just seemed very nice and
soft-spoken, and polite too. In fact, Jeremy was one of the few men
she had met at the strip club who was polite to her. He was like a
real gentleman, unlike the roudy, loud customers who often filled the
club, with their whistles and lewd cat-calls.
She had noticed that Jeremy would often sit at his table at the
club, very quietly, and show little emotion. He smiled at her quite
often, but that was basically it. Other customers would scream and
yell, hoot and holler. But not Jeremy. That was something new.
But, she still wanted him to make a pass at her.
After parking her car, and checking her make-up and hair, Lisa
walked inside the friendly restaurant and noticed Jeremy sitting at a
booth about 20 feet away. She watched him look up, and glance in her
direction... but he didn't seem to notice her. A few seconds later,
he looked up again, and then noticed her.
Lisa smiled as he stood up. She strolled over to him and the two
exchanged warm pleasantries, then they sat down together in the cozy
little booth, across from one another.
Jeremy had to stifle a laugh. "I'm sorry for not noticing you
earlier. I've never seen you in regular clothes before!"
Lisa giggled at his words. "Oh, don't worry about it." She
looked at his dinner, half-finished. "Hungry, eh? I think I'll
order something to eat as well." The blonde motioned for the
waitress, and then ordered a chicken dinner and coffee.
"This food is really good," Jeremy said, after the waitress
had walked away.
"This is my favorite place to eat," Lisa offered, then leaned
closer to him. "So, tell me about yourself, Jeremy."
He took a bite of food, and looked at her. "What do you want
to know? You need to ask questions if you wish to learn anything
in this life. That's my philosophy, at least."
"Well, let's have this be mutual," she said. "First, I guess,
how old are you?"
"28," he replied.
"28?" she confirmed. "Hmmmmm. I'm 21."
Jeremy smiled at her. "I figured that you were 20 or 21."
She paused, and then giggled while holding a hand to her mouth.
"Jeremy, please don't take this the wrong way... but I thought about
it while on the way over here. You're not married, are you?"
Jeremy looked at her, then smiled. "No. Not married. Not even
dating anyone." He paused. "Why do you think I'm always at the strip
club, watching you?" He grinned again. "Same question for you. I
don't think you're married, but are you seeing someone?"
"No," she replied, shaking her head. "I was, a month ago... but
the relationship came to a bad ending."
Jeremy was overcome with a sudden joy, because she was unattached,
although his demeanor on the outside stayed its usual, calm self.
There was a moment of silence, and finally Lisa broke it.
"What do you do for a living? You know I'm a stripper, of course.
I don't have a second job, or something like that."
Jeremy was about to speak, but held back. He did not want to tell
her the complete truth about his job.
At the young age of 28, Jeremy was the owner of the largest, most
powerful company in the entire state. A few years ago, while enrolled
in college, he won the state lottery : over 45 million dollars. Since
then, he had started his own business, one that manufactured kitchen
appliances and cookwear. The business kept growing, and with a good
customer base and advertising campaign, Jeremy had earned and built
himself a personal fortune which most people could only dream about.
However, being a wealthy man had its drawbacks. It seemed like
all the women who knew how rich he was were only interested in his
money. It seemed as though they would pretend to like and care for
him, but all they were after was his money. The routine had gotten
tiresome to him, and as a result, he rarely dated anymore.
For whatever reason, Jeremy sensed that Lisa was not that type of
person. However, at the same time, he did not want to divuldge his
true job position to her, nor his vast amount of wealth.
Not yet, anyway.
"I work in management," he simply told her. Not a lie, but not
the complete truth, either. Before she could ask him to elaborate on
that, Jeremy quickly said, "I see you have a college jacket on there.
Is that from the university, here in town?"
She looked down at the varsity jacket, then back up at him. "Why,
yes. Yes it is. I'm in Nursing."
He smiled at those words. "Nursing? You want to be a nurse? I
respect people in that profession. Always wanting to help others."
"Thank you," she grinned, then paused. "I'm only working at the
strip club so I can get through college. It's expensive, you know."
"I can imagine," he told her, the thought of him paying her entire
college tuition costs running throughout his mind. He could do it in
a heartbeat, if he wanted. It would be a drop in the bucket for him.
It was only a thought at this point, though.
He didn't want to tell her of his wealth yet. He wanted her to get
to know him, and truly care for him, before divuldging the whole truth.
"Do you play any sports at college?" he asked.
She shook her head. "Not really. I used to play softball, in my
freshman year. I was a cheerleader for two years, as well. But now,
I just concentrate on my studies, and my job."
"Do you like working at the strip club?" Jeremy inquired.
She puckered her lips together, and shrugged her shoulders. "Ehh,
I guess it's okay. Pays good money, I know that. But there are a lot
of perverts who come in there."
"Hopefully I'm not one of them," he chuckled.
"No," Lisa grinned, "no... you're not. If you were, I would not be
sitting here with you right now." She paused. "You said you're 28.
Do you live alone? Have a roommate or something?"
Not counting his staff of maids and servants, "Yes, I live alone.
Do you have a roommate, Lisa? Live in a dorm? Or do you live with
your parents?"
"I have my own apartment," she replied. "It's small, but nice.
My family lives in Illinois. I'm all the way out here for college."
"Then I take it that they do not know you're a stripper?"
"No way!" she gasped. "My mother would freak out!"
Jeremy laughed at her response, now viewing her as a regular college
girl with an irregular job... just trying to get through life.
Stripper or not, is there really anything wrong with that?
There was another stretch of silence, and Lisa broke it again.
"Jeremy... you don't... you don't think any less of me for being a
stripper, do you? I mean, when I tell some people this, they freak
out... they go ballistic. Especially guys."
He shrugged his shoulders. "I think it's great you're a stripper.
I love women who are not afraid to be free and open. And, besides
that, you're doing it to help pay for college. Whether you make money
as a waitress or a stripper, it's still money. And we all need it.
As long as you make money, legally, it should not matter what type of
profession a person is in. But, as I said, I think it's great you're
a stripper. I respect you for being open."
She smiled at his reply.
Over the next hour or so, the two got to know each other on a more
personal basis. Lisa went over her life story in a roundabout way, and
Jeremy did the same (minus his lottery winnings and personal business).
They shared some laughs, and just had a wonderful time together.
Lisa promised herself upon taking a job at the club that she would
never date anyone she had met through work.
She had changed her mind.
Twirling several strands of her long blonde hair with a finger, Lisa
smiled at Jeremy as he finished his dessert, chocolate pudding. "How
would you like to come over to my apartment for a night-cap?"
"Come over to your apartment?" he said. "Well, I'd love to."
She grinned. "We can share a drink, and get to know each other a
little better. I hope you don't object to staying up late tonight?"
He looked at her, and spoke in a strong tone, "Not at all."
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Subject: Stripper's Delight 03/10
Date: Wed, 4 Jun 1997 23:23:00 GMT
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STRIPPER'S DELIGHT
Chapter 1
File 3 of 3
Jeremy drove a sporty Jeep, and he followed Lisa's car in it to
her apartment on the North end of town. It was very close to the
university, so Jeremy figured that had to be convenient for her.
The two of them walked into the living room of the quaint little
apartment. Despite owning a mansion, Jeremy remembered his roots
of living in a small apartment just like this. The living room had
a sofa and television set, along with some basic hardwood furniture,
and an assortment of plants. The kitchen was nearby, as well as a
small dining table. Off to the side were two closed doors. One had
to be the bedroom, Jeremy thought, and the other was either a restroom
or a laundry area.
As he looked around, the young man nodded and then smiled. "This
is a very nice place you got."
"Thanks," she said, placing her purse and overnight bag on the
counter in the adjacent kitchen. "Do you have an apartment too?"
The young woman hung her jacket up on a coat hook.
"Actually I own a house," he replied.
"Wow," she said, walking back into the living room. "You're
lucky. I can't wait to live in a house. I grew up in apartments
and condos. That's all my parents ever wanted. Where do you live?"
"On the East Side."
She nodded her head. "That's a nice area. Hey, would you like a
drink? I've got some white wine and champagne in the refrigerator."
"Champagne? I'd love some champagne."
She shook her head at him. "You haven't had too much to drink
tonight, have you? I mean, you were drinking at the club... I don't
want this drink to like, put you over the edge or something."
"I'm fine," he told her, which was the truth. "Besides, I only
had one drink at the club, and I didn't even finish it."
"Okay," Lisa nodded, accepting his answer. She went back into the
kitchen and poured two glasses of champagne, then brought them out.
Jeremy took a seat on the sofa, and Lisa proceeded to join him.
"Cheers," she said, as they clanked glasses.
Jeremy took a drink. "This is good stuff."
"Thanks," she said, sipping the champagne.
Lisa set the glass down on the end table, and then laid the side
of her face against Jeremy's shoulder. She wanted him to make a pass
at her. "I'm so tired. Been a long day."
"Tired?" he asked. "You want to go to bed?"
Even though his question did not have a sexual intent, Lisa looked
up at him anyway, and then smiled. "I'd love to!"
Jeremy immediately caught the meaning and laughed.
Lisa took his glass and placed it next to hers on the end table.
Then she hooked her arms around his neck, and brought his mouth
down to hers for a kiss...
Both individuals moaned when their lips first touched. For Lisa,
she was glad to have finally found a man whom she had a good feeling
about. Jeremy, on the other hand... it was unbelievable for him. He
had watched this woman at the strip club for months, and had erotic
fantasies about her as a result.
Perhaps now they could be realized.
Jeremy embraced the blonde goddess, pulling her closer to him,
pressing her full, firm breasts into his strong chest. Lisa moaned
at the sudden rush of excitement as the kiss intensified.
Jeremy had slipped his tongue into her mouth, and found her own
tongue. They brushed together, over and over, as his grip around her
body became stronger and stronger. Lisa welcomed it. She truly
loved a good, forceful embrace.
His tongue sought out and explored all areas of her mouth; from
the inner walls, to her gums and teeth, to the area below her tongue.
He reached as far as he could, trying to dive right down her throat.
"This is a fantasy for me," Jeremy told her, once the kiss was
broken. "It really is. To be here with you, like this."
"No, it's reality," she corrected him, offering another kiss.
Jeremy brought his hands up to her face, and cradled it while
breaking the kiss off. He proceeded to plant his mouth against her
neck, and then follow with a series of licks and nibbles on the
sensitive flesh.
"Oooooh," the vivacious blonde cooed, enjoying the sensations.
She liked them even more when Jeremy brought both hands down, and
massaged her breasts through the white blouse she wore. Both globes
were just as firm as he had expected. A large bust was especially
wonderful, in Jeremy's eyes, when both breasts were firm too.
He continued stroking her breasts, kneading their sides with the
palms of his hands, all the while kissing and nibbling on her neck.
Lisa reached down herself, and unbuttoned the stylish blouse she wore.
"Reach inside," she begged him, gasping.
Jeremy moved his hands past her open blouse, and kneaded her
breasts through a white bra. He had seen her topless on several
occasions, at the strip club. So he was more interested in feeling
and touching her womanly blessings, than actually seeing them.
For now, at least.
Lisa slipped the blouse down, from her shoulders, and Jeremy helped
her take it off. He proceeded to reach behind her back, and unclasp
the bra. Lisa slid its straps down her shoulders, and Jeremy whisked
the bra off in a hurry.
His mouth, as expected, went from her neck directly to a breast.
Lisa arched her back and sighed in deep pleasure as his mouth got
to work upon one of her nipples. She brought both hands around his
head, and started to weave her fingers through his short brown hair.
"Yesssss," the stripper sighed. "That feels sooooo gooood!"
No one had ever brought her so much pleasure by sucking on her
breasts... Jeremy was an expert, in her eyes. He went from mound to
mound, focusing most of his effort on her nipples. He softly bit
them, trapping each between his teeth and tugging gently. He also
sucked and slurped the tips, causing them to harden even more, and
stand out at attention.
"Let's go to the bedroom," she gasped, pushing his head away from
her breasts. It was tough to do, but she did it. "If we're going to
have sex, I want to do it in the bedroom... not out here, on the sofa."
He smiled at her while getting up. "I'm going to have to change
your mind on that, in the future."
Lisa stood up, and grasped Jeremy's hand. She led him to one of
the closed doors, and then opened it. Inside was a smallish bedroom,
although the actual bed was big enough for two.
Lisa was topless (which was quite normal for her, you know) as she
stood before her new love interest. She looked at him, as he was still
completely dressed... wearing a nice business suit.
The blonde smiled, and then dropped down to her knees.
Jeremy suddenly gasped as he realized Lisa was going for his
slacks. She undid his belt in a hurry and took it off, then slid his
slacks and briefs down. What appeared was to her liking.
"That's the biggest cock I've ever seen," Lisa whispered, a little
stunned, while taking the slab of man-meat into her hand. She looked
up at him, and smiled once more. "Wow!"
Jeremy shrugged his shoulders at her. "And you're the most
beautiful woman I've ever seen in my entire life."
Lisa continued smiling, his compliment swirling throughout her.
She held onto the base of his cock with her left hand, then grasped
his balls with her right hand, and proceeded to swirl the gentle flesh
between her long, delicate fingers.
Jeremy threw his head back and sighed, in total passion.
Lisa's brown eyes were glowing with hunger, thoughts of what it
would feel like to get that beautiful monster into her mouth. She
didn't want to wait any longer.
The goddess opened her mouth and slipped the cock inside.
Jeremy continued to sigh, experiencing ultimate pleasure, as Lisa
started to s-l-o-w-l-y move her head back and forth, her lips and
teeth raking across his sensitive meat in the process.
The young woman looked up at her man, and enjoyed his reactions.
She was making him feel good. That is what it is all about for her.
Lisa brought her left hand down to his testicles as well, and
that allowed her to take the entire length of his manhood into her
greedy little mouth. She swirled her tongue against his cock inside
her mouth, particulary its underside. Jeremy continued moaning,
simply loving the sensations she was providing.
Her mouth full of cock, Lisa looked up and made eye contact with
Jeremy, then offered a sweet smile. The 28-year-old man groaned at
the sight, and then shuddered as Lisa began to steadily thrust his
cock in and out of her mouth.
She did not break eye contact with him, her head bobbing up and
down at a steady, but not fast, pace. All the while, her tongue slid
in frantic circles around his shaft.
Lisa pulled his entire cock out of her mouth, then gently bit down
on the very tip. She applied a tad more pressure, which sent a total
shockwave of pleasure coursing throughout Jeremy's body. She released
it, then bit down again, causing the same result. Applying the same
pressure, she slid his cock fully into her mouth, her teeth raking it
in the process.
"I love cock," she said, looking up at him, after pulling his meat
out of her mouth again. This time, she held it before her face, and
offered a long, sweeping lick with her tongue. "I just love it!" She
licked it again in the open air, and again.
Jeremy was trembling from the immense amount of pleasure. He was
about to lose control of himself... "Oh sweetheart, I'm gonna cum..."
"Do it down my throat," Lisa said, quickly placing his cock back
into her mouth. One little squeeze with her teeth...
Jeremy groaned as his cock erupted, the first wave of cum shooting
out and landing on the roof of Lisa's mouth. She quickly swallowed it
down, and then a virtual flood of cum was jettisoned down her hungry
throat. More than she expected.
Lisa choked, something she had not done in years, while trying to
swallow the delicious liquid down. She persisted, however, and soon
he had emptied himself into her. Lisa kept busy by "cleaning" his cock
with her tongue, making sure it was dry.
As Jeremy looked down at her, his body full of sensations, he took
his suit and shirt off. Lisa glanced up at him, and admired his
strong, well-developed chest muscles. She loved a strong chest. They
made good pillows, she thought to herself.
The young lady stood and wiped a stream of cum from her lips with
a fingertip, then sucked it dry. She smiled at her man, then dropped
to the bed, and laid down upon her back. She spread her long blonde
hair out beneath her, and it fanned out over the mattress.
What a beautiful sight, Jeremy said to himself.
He sat down beside her, and reached for her skintight jeans. The
eager gentleman unbuttoned the denims, and then Lisa slid the tight
garment down her shapely hips. Jeremy, meanwhile, untied her shoes
and took them off, then proceeded to slide her jeans the rest of the
way down. Once they were off, he tossed the faded jeans to the other
side of the bedroom.
Lisa lay beneath him, and hooked the straps of her G-string with
both thumbs. One thing Jeremy had never seen, despite her job as a
stripper, was her treasure box. She never took her panties or G-string
off during a performance at the club.
He wanted to see.
Jeremy reached for the G-string, but Lisa slid it down herself.
She smiled as he inspected her blonde patch of curls with his eyes,
and the tiny slit hidden below.
Lisa boldly brought her own hands down, spread her thighs, and
then opened her slit so Jeremy could have a better view.
"What's the matter?" she grinned. "Need an invitation?"
Jeremy laughed gently, amazed at her brashness. "Not anymore."
He slid her G-string from her knees down, until it was off, and
flung it elsewhere. Then he moved down, below her on the bed, and
positioned himself between her inviting thighs. Lisa released her
crease when Jeremy touched it, using two fingers to pry it apart.
"Ohhhhh..." the blonde moaned, as Jeremy's mouth started to
explore her most private area.
It didn't take long for his tongue to find it's way deep into
her, and when it did, Lisa immediately started rocking her hips back
and forth, in an effort to increase her pleasure.
As his tongue continued to explore the deep confines of her slit,
Lisa started to moan and pant, and then grabbed and held onto the
headboard of the bed, using it for support.
"That's it, baby!" she cried out, grinding her crotch against him.
"Keep doing it!"
Jeremy retreated for an instant, then took her tiny clit between
his teeth and bit it gently. Lisa's response was immense. She
screamed out in pleasure, and her entire body bucked beneath him.
Liking that reaction, Jeremy nibbled on her clit again, and received
the same response.
"You're going to make me EXPLODE!" she exclaimed, her body now
rotating in circles.
Jeremy dug his tongue into her again, tasting the sweet recesses,
then pulled out and shoved three fingers into her. Lisa's body
tensed and she sucked in a deep breath, then she started to gyrate
against his hand.
Jeremy kept the fingers buried inside her as he found her clit
with his teeth once more. He was intent on "repaying" her for what
she had done moments ago, to his cock. He bit down on her clit,
which sent a tidal wave of lust throughout Lisa's body.
She cried and shuddered as his fingers wiggled around inside her,
his teeth working on her sensitive clit.
He bit down again, and this time, did not release it right away.
"OOOOH! OHHHHH MY GOD!" she screamed, and then his teeth applied
just a slight more pressure. "OHHHHHHHHHH! OHHHH! OHHHHHH!"
He bit harder, hoping it wouldn't hurt her.
"I'M CUMMING!" she screamed.
Jeremy pulled his fingers out, but smashed his mouth against her
opening. As the juices oozed out of Lisa, her body still rocking,
Jeremy clamped down on her womanhood with his mouth. He flicked his
tongue across her clit, over and over as she came, which only caused
new and greater sensations to shoot throughout her body.
"Ohhhh..." Lisa moaned, about 30 seconds later, when Jeremy's head
finally raised from the joining of her thighs.
He looked down at her, remembering that she is the stripper who
had filled his fantasies for so long. And now, to see her, to watch
her reactions after an orgasm... an orgasm that HE caused...
"I'm in Heaven," Jeremy barely whispered.
"Huh?" Lisa said in a groggy voice.
He smiled down at her. "Nothing, sweetheart."
Lisa, still luxariating in the aftermath of sweet orgasm, sighed
and then looked up at Jeremy.
"Fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck me... PLEASE."
Jeremy grabbed her lower legs and flipped them upward, which
caused Lisa's back to press down hard into the mattress. He hooked
her legs over his shoulders, and she responded by linking her feet
together around his neck. Jeremy grasped his cock, hard once again,
and then positioned himself to enter her.
"I hope this is more than a one-night stand," he told her, rubbing
his cockhead against her clit.
"OHHH YESSSS," she hissed, enjoying his caresses. "It's more than
a one-night stand... I promise you!"
Jeremy placed one hand on Lisa's hip, then used his right hand to
help forge his cock into her slippery, velvet-like opening.
"YEEESSSSS!" the blonde gasped, beneath him, her body writhing in
utter pleasure.
Not wanting to waste any time, Jeremy started slamming himself in
and out of her.
Lisa cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, but everything
felt good to her. She liked it when sex became a little rough.
Jeremy was simply pounding her, her legs high in the air, hooked
around his shoulders and neck. His balls slapped against Lisa's
bottom with each downward cock-thrust, the sound vibrating through
the bedroom and little apartment.
He was thrusting in and out of her at such a torrid pace, that if
it wasn't for a good, solid frame, the entire bed may have broke and
fallen to the floor.
Lisa continued to cry, but experienced unique pleasure at the same
time. She reached up and hooked her arms around Jeremy's waist, and
tried to push him down harder into her, with her hands.
The young woman eventually stammered out a sentence in the middle
of their intense coupling. "I... DO-DON'T DON'T TH-TH-THINK TH-THAT
I CAN T-T-TAKE TH-TH-THIS MUCH-MUCH LONG-LONGER!"
That only made Jeremy thrust himself in and out of her even faster.
Instead of crying, Lisa was now simply screaming. No one had ever
made her feel so hot and excited.
No one.
Jeremy couldn't take much more of this, either. Her treasure cove
gripped his cock like a vice. It was incredible.
"GIVE-GIVE IT TO M-ME ME-ME!" Lisa begged, screaming, still being
pounded. "CUM IN MY PUS-PUSSY!"
Jeremy growled, the stripper's brashness making him even more
excited, and then tightly grasped her hips with both hands. Lisa's
back arched high on the bed, giving him better access, and Jeremy's
body tensed. He growled a second time, then emptied his seed into
her and simply collapsed.
Five minutes later, as the two lay together in sweet aftermath,
embracing each other and letting out an occasional sigh, Lisa kissed
her man's neck and then looked into his eyes.
"Jeremy," she whispered, "I have a favor to ask. Please don't
tell anyone at the strip club that we're seeing each other. I'm
fearful that I may lose my job... I'm not allowed to find a date
through work."
"No problem," he told her, already knowing that fact. "But I'm
still going to visit you at the club each night, and give you good
tips. You as a stripper... you're my fetish."
She grinned at him, then planted a kiss upon his mouth. "I really
believe this is the beginning of a long and beautiful relationship. I
have a really good feeling about us."
"So do I," Jeremy beamed. "And, don't you worry your pretty little
head about anything. I'm going to take care of you from now on."
~~~
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Subject: Stripper's Delight 04/10
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The following story is adult in nature and should not be viewed by those
who a) are under the age of 18 and/or b) are offended by such writings.
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STRIPPER'S DELIGHT
Chapter 2
File 1 of 3
Lisa looked stunning.
She stood behind the curtain at the very back of the main dance
stage, dressed for her next performance. She had went for somewhat
of a "normal" look this time, although she could not dress this way
in regular public without drawing a ton of appreciative glances.
Her long flowing blonde hair was pinned-up in a beautiful, elegant
manner with the help of a pink beret. She wore a white vest-like top,
which had no sleeves. It was a good, tight fit, and the top had
shoulder straps and buttons which went all the way down the front.
Lisa had the buttons arranged so that a significant amount of her
ample cleavage was on display. Below the waist, the exotic dancer
wore a pair of hip-hugging white cotton shorts, which had three small
buttons in the front. Her long, luscious legs were on display, and
they were wonderfully accentuated by a pair of white high-heel shoes.
It was time for her next performance... it was scheduled to start
at any time. She had been waiting here behind the curtain at least
half a minute for the strip club's emcee to introduce her to what
promised to be a packed audience.
"How about we introduce the next dancer?" came a booming voice
over the sound system.
Lisa heard the audience roar in approval, and smiled to herself.
"Okay, then!" the emcee announced. "This next lady is one of the
most popular dancers we have here. She is a very beautiful woman who
is not one bit shy when it comes to showing off." The crowd cheered
at that last comment. "Let us welcome... LISA!"
A defeaning cheer rumbled throughout the entire building. Lisa
had developed quite a following over her career as a stripper.
A rock song suddenly boomed out over the sound system as the main
lights on the stage changed from white to red. Then, a series of
adjacent lights started emitting several different colors above the
stage, all in a row, which mixed nicely with the constant red.
The crowd gave a deafening cheer once again as Lisa appeared from
behind the back curtain. She smiled and waved toward the audience,
then strutted forward in a sexy manner toward the two steel poles
which went from floor-to-ceiling at the center of the hardwood stage.
Jeremy was sitting next to the stage at a small, circular table,
with a smile upon his face. Lisa was 'his' woman. The two were
deeply in love with one another, and Jeremy really liked to watch her
dance and strip in front of a crowd of strangers. He had always been
attracted to strippers, as well as cheerleaders. They danced too. He
simply loved watching a female body dance around in a sexy way. Besides
actual sex, it turned him on like nothing else.
Lisa made her way to the two steel poles, which were side-by-side,
then reached out and grasped both of them. She extended her arms in
front of her, then dropped her head and darted it around in several
quick circles, aimed at the bulk of the audience.
Jeremy had a side view of the beginning of her performance. With
her leaning over and using the two poles for support, Jeremy had a
wonderful view of her full figure. Her breasts, big and firm, hung
down in a tight manner beneath the confines of her vest-like top, and
her shapely bottom looked quite inviting in the cotton shorts, upturned,
facing the back of the stage.
Lisa suddenly snapped her head up and stepped forward, moving away
from the poles. The beautiful blonde clicked both high-heels against
the wooden stage and started dancing like a professional stripper,
which is exactly what she was. The crowd hooted and hollered with
their lewd cat-calls as she brought both hands to the sides of her
breasts, and ran them all the way down to her hips.
The light show was only enhancing her performance. The continual
red was complimented nicely by the ever-changing colors from the other
lamps above the stage.
The blonde vixen smiled at her audience, who were rather loud in
voicing their approval for what she was providing them.
She stood at the very front of the stage, just inches away from a
group of customers, and started dancing in that very place. Her hips
rotated a in sensual, lusty motion as she brought both hands up to her
head and held them there. Many of the male customers in that specific
area looked directly up at her and gave appreciative smiles.
Lisa turned on a heel and went to the right side of the stage,
where there was a single steel pole. The exotic dancer grasped it
with both hands and spun around in half of a circle, so now she was
facing the crowd once again. Lisa held onto the pole and leaned
backward, tipping her head back in the process. She slid forward on
her heels, until her crotch was embedded against the pole.
The crowd roared with wanton lust as Lisa started to buck her body
against the pole, as if she was engaged in a sexual act. It actually
felt good to her, to grind her crotch against that hard pole. She
kept her head tipped back and eyes closed, and sighed in pleasure.
If she were to keep this up, Lisa could experience an orgasm from
the pole alone, but knew she had a job to do. Thus, she straightened
up and strutted around the pole, then turned her back to the crowd.
She looked over her shoulder and smiled in an innocent manner
while undoing the three buttons of her cotton shorts. The crowd was
loud yet again, once they caught on to what she was doing.
Lisa slid the shorts halfway down her bottom, exposing the upper
half of a white G-string. She continued looking over her shoulder and
offered a sexy pout while twitching her hips for the audience. Then
she gave a huge, happy smile, and let the pair of shorts fall to the
stage floor in a heap around her ankles and feet.
Lisa kicked the shorts off to the side and turned around, now
facing the crowd. She blew a kiss and then stepped back, behind the
pole. With her left hand, she grasped the pole and stood beside it,
then used her right hand to undo the first three buttons of her vest.
Lisa leaned to the side, holding onto the pole for support, and
gave her sexiest look to the customers. Her right hand still on the
fourth button, she gave an expression that asked "You want me to?".
Almost in unison, the masses of men screamed "YES!"
Lisa offered a big smile and turned around, still holding onto the
pole with her left hand. Her back turned to the crowd, she used her
right hand to unbutton the remainder of the vest-like top. She slid
its shoulder straps down, and then the opened garment fell to either
side as she dropped to her knees and leaned back slightly, still
holding the pole for support and balance. Lisa proceeded to tip her
head all the way back, until she was looking at the audience from an
upside-down angle. Many could see her upturned nipples from this view
and those who could, roared their approval.
Still on her knees, Lisa straightened up and then pulled the beret
that held her long hair up. She snapped her neck, and suddenly the
long, flowing blonde tresses fell down her shoulders and back in
beautiful waves. This had always been a crowd pleaser.
Lisa stood up now, and shrugged the vest from her body. It fell to
the floor and she kicked it off to the side, then turned around and
gave everyone an unobstructed view of her large, firm breasts. They,
like the rest of her goddess-like body, had a deep, rich tan.
Lisa noticed that to the right, three men were holding up some
tips. She strutted over to them, now in just the G-string and heels,
and danced above them for several seconds before reaching down and
taking their money. A few more customers decided to step forward with
tips, and she gyrated her body for them as well, before accepting
their offerings.
The 21-year-old female turned and strutted back toward the single
pole, twitching her bottom for the lust-crazed audience in the process.
On her way to the pole, though, Lisa looked to her right and noticed
Jeremy, and then gave him a quick wink of the eye. Jeremy smiled back
at her, nodding his head in approval.
The blonde vixen went behind the steel pole, facing the audience,
and grasped it with both hands. She raised her right leg very high in
the air, and then curled it around the pole. Lisa proceeded to bump
her voluptuous body against the pole, still holding her money in one
hand, for several seconds. She eventually lowered her leg and spun
around the pole in a single movement, her hair whipping in the process.
After stepping in front of the pole, Lisa leaned back against it and
gave a smoldering expression to the rowdy audience before cupping both
of her bare breasts and blatantly squeezing them.
Lisa stepped forward and dropped her head for an instant, then
snapped it back up just as quick. The idea was so that her long hair
could whip about as well, which the audience always seemed to enjoy.
The final chorus of the rock song was approaching, went meant the
end of Lisa's performance. It was time for her big finish.
Lisa moved with her most beguiling walk toward the very front of
the stage, where a lot of customers suddenly gathered. At the edge,
she placed both hands upon her head and twirled her hips several
times, and soon dropped to her knees.
She spread both knees wide and squatted down as far as possible
without her bottom touching the stage, then moved forward until she
was upon her hands and knees. Lisa's face was no more than a few
inches away from one of the customers, who flushed and immediately
gave her a tip. The crowd members who were seated at the side of
the stage, Jeremy included, had a perfect view of her stretched bottom
as she was on "all fours" in front of her legion of fans.
Lisa suddenly got into a sitting position upon the stage, then
leaned back and spread her thighs wide. She was still wearing the
G-string which covered her womanly charms, but the move had a monster
effect on the people in front of her. She kept both legs wide, and
high in the air, then spun around on her bottom and laid down upon
the stage, the back of her head at the very edge.
Lisa kept her legs spread and knees in the air, her heels on the
hardwood, as nearly 20 men gave her a series of tips. They all got
into a group and stared down at her with lusty expressions. The
stripper continued to lay down, and gave a personal smile to each
customer as they handed her dollar bills.
Once all the generous customers had given their tips, Lisa sprung
up and stood before them. She held the absolute wad of money in one
hand and twirled her shapely hips once again, this time for the group
beneath her. She pinched one of her nipples with a hand and gave an
exaggerated sigh, which the group deeply appreciated. The blonde
dancer stepped back, then started bumping and grinding to the final
few seconds of the rock song.
"Gentlemen, that was LISA!" the emcee's voice boomed throughout
the club via the sound system, and the crowd's applause and whistles
were even louder. "You will find Lisa here every Friday, Saturday and
Tuesday evening. Let's give her another round of applause!"
Lisa smiled and blew kisses toward the crowd as she slowly began
to step backward. She leaned down and grabbed her top and shorts in
the process, and waved at the crowd as they gave her a thunderous
ovation for such a wonderful, sexy performance.
Once Lisa went behind the back curtain, there was a stage hand
there waiting for her. Without a word, the young man offered her a
pink robe, and she quickly slipped it on. The stage hand then walked
away, and left.
Lisa tied the robe around her waist and tossed the top and shorts
over her shoulder as she went toward her personal dressing room.
Meanwhile, Jeremy shook his head and smiled in the audience, a
massive erection in his trousers. The 28-year-old figured that he
was not the only man in the building who was sporting wood after that
performance Lisa had put on. Unlike any other man in the world,
though, Jeremy had the priviledge of going home with the enchantress.
Over 20 minutes passed, and now Jeremy was busy reading the daily
newspaper at his small table. Nothing had changed. He was not
interested in any of the other dancers. He was only interested in
watching Lisa, and Lisa alone. There was a beautiful Latino woman
on stage now, but he had not even bothered to look up at her.
A stacked blonde wearing a sexy french maid's outfit walked up to
Jeremy and tapped him on the shoulder.
He looked up at her, and smiled. "Oh. Hi there, Barbara." He
knew her as Lisa's co-employee, and best friend.
The woman smiled at him. "The fair princess awaits her knight in
shining armor."
Jeremy laughed at her comment. "What? You mean, Lisa is ready?"
"Yes," Barbara giggled. "She'll be out back, as usual."
Minutes later, Jeremy drove his Jeep into the secured back lot of
the club, which was reserved for employees, and employees alone. He
spotted Lisa at her usual place, near the back door next to the
security guard. Lisa said good-bye to the guard, then briskly ran
toward the Jeep and her man.
She jumped into the passenger's side and immediately greeted
Jeremy with a deep and loving kiss.
"How was I?" she beamed, wearing a pair of black spandex pants and
a black leather jacket. "You like all three of my shows?"
"Of course!" Jeremy smiled. "I especially enjoyed that last one,
where you got a little frisky with that pole."
"Frisky?" Lisa giggled. "Well... maybe." She leaned over and gave
him a quick kiss. "Say... what do you want to do? Go out to eat at the
diner, or go home and see if you can get me... well, frisky?"
Jeremy laughed this time. "I like that last idea. Unless you're
hungry, of course."
"No," she said, shaking her head. "I had some snacks inbetween my
second and third shows. I'm fine."
"Let's go home, then," he smiled.
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Subject: Stripper's Delight 05/10
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STRIPPER'S DELIGHT
Chapter 2
File 2 of 3
Six months had passed since Lisa and Jeremy formally met for the
first time. In that time span, the two lonely hearts had really become
close with one another. Even though six months is not a lot of time
in terms of the average relationship to achieve such affections, these
two had become close in a mere matter of weeks.
After ducking questions about his home and job for several weeks,
Jeremy finally broke down and told Lisa about the company he owned,
as well as his vast wealth and sprawling mansion on the "rich" side
of town. This happened four months ago. Lisa was rather shocked and
did not even believe her man at first, but was convinced once given
a grand tour of his mansion, and large skyscraper building downtown
that was the headquarters for his business. It was clear to her that
Jeremy was indeed, perhaps the richest man in the entire state.
Much to his surprise, whether Lisa was going to be a gold-digger
or not, she did not ask him for any sort of money. Not even a loan.
Jeremy had plainly seen during his time with Lisa in the prior two
months before telling her the complete truth about his business life and
financial standing that she was struggling to get by. She made a lot
of money as a stripper, tips included, but lived alone in her apartment
and had a great deal of expenses.
He eventually offered her some extra money, but she declined. "I
don't want you to think of me as a person who only wants you for your
money," she told him. "Don't worry, I can get by."
Jeremy did not believe that, though, so one night at the strip club,
he gave a stranger $400 and said he could keep half of it if he (the
stranger) gave $200 to Lisa. The man accepted the offer, and thus Lisa
was given $200, the largest single tip in her career. Lisa had never
once thought that Jeremy was behind the tip. If she did know, though,
Lisa would have demanded that Jeremy take the money back. But, she had
never figured it out, so the stripper used the $200 for expenses. It
really helped her out, too.
Jeremy liked it that she did not want his money. She was genuinely
interested in knowing him, not for his wealth, but for the type of
person he was. That was new to Jeremy. In the past, he had dozens of
women each and every week trying to get dates with him. They were not
interested in Jeremy... they were after his money. It had become quite
frustrating to him. Would he ever find a woman who truly loved him?
In Lisa, Jeremy thought he had. In fact, he knew he had.
It took two weeks, but Jeremy eventually talked Lisa into moving out
of her apartment, to his mansion. He wanted to be with her. Lisa
balked at first, but then Jeremy applied pressure by professing his
love for her. He did it with a romantic poem (which he wrote himself).
The result was that it made Lisa's knees turn to jello. She was so
flattered by his kind words and his insistance that he wanted her to
live with him, that she couldn't refuse his advances any longer.
Lisa moved into his mansion and had her own room, as agreed upon,
for three weeks. However, when she fell asleep one evening in Jeremy's
arms after a beautiful lovemaking season, Lisa woke up the next morning
with such a wonderful feeling. The blonde bombshell decided that she
would share the same bed with her man from now on. They had been
together long enough for such a decision to be be made.
Lisa did not want any of his money, but Jeremy eventually forced
that on her as well. He continually said that he knew she was not after
him for cash. Jeremy also said that he wanted someone with whom he
could share his riches with. Someone... special. That would be Lisa.
Lisa eventually buckled in, and Jeremy promptly paid off all of her
debts and expenses, and then anted-up the money neccessary to take care
of the remainder of her college tuition. Lisa's father had been paying
for most of it, but Jeremy felt like doing it himself.
Lisa said that she still wanted to work at the strip club, both to
keep Jeremy happy (his fetish of watching her) and have an income of
her own. She did not want to become totally dependant upon him. Lisa
wanted to work five days per week, and Jeremy wanted her to work one.
They settled on three days... Friday, Saturday and Tuesday.
In the process, Jeremy helped her land a job at a very classy strip
club close to his estate. The one she had worked at before, when they
met, was not a dive, but it wasn't an extravagant club either. The
place she worked at now had everything. Light shows, dancing poles,
sofas and chairs for private dances, the works -- everything. It also
paid very well. Jeremy was friends with the manager of that club, and
introduced him to Lisa... she was immediately hired, on looks alone.
Currently, Lisa has no expenses or debts to pay off. Jeremy takes
care of everything. She still has not gotten to the point where she
asks him for money, though. The young woman uses her earnings from the
strip club to buy personal items and extra luxaries.
Eventually, however, Jeremy wants her to share in his wealth. He
wants to marry her, and give her the world on a silver platter.
Lisa does love Jeremy and is getting used to life in a big mansion
where there are no expenses to pay off. It is very strange to her, at
times. She was raised to be a hard-working, conscientious person who
must work hard to get anywhere in life. That is what her parents
instilled in her. Now, however, she only works three days a week and
has absolutely no expenses in life. Jeremy is convinced in giving her a
free ride through life.
Sometimes, Lisa did not know whether to feel lucky... or guilty.
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Subject: Stripper's Delight 06/10
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STRIPPER'S DELIGHT
Chapter 2
File 3 of 3
Once they got home from the strip club, Jeremy made sure his staff
of servants and maids were retired for the evening. Once he was
positive they were all away, he re-joined Lisa in the main room by
taking a seat next to her on the sofa. She had taken her leather
jacket off, and was now wearing a light blue blouse to go along with
the black spandex pants.
"Everyone seems to be sleeping, sweetheart," he said, placing his
arm around her shoulder.
She crinkled her nose. "You should get rid of those people. I
mean, I guess keep one, but what do you need seven workers for?"
He shook his head. "You don't like them, do you?"
"No," she replied. "I don't want anyone to be out of work, of
course, but it seems one of the workers is at my every turn. I
remember taking a shower a few weeks ago... I walked out into the
bedroom, having forgot my clothes. I went out nude, not expecting
anyone to be there... but one of the workers was there, changing the
bed. Being a stripper and being nude for a living, I certainly
wasn't embarrassed or anything like that... but I did feel a bit
violated because there seems to be no privacy around here."
"I'll talk to them," Jeremy promised. "If that doesn't help, I'll
let them go. I'll give them enough money until they can find a new
job, of course. But we'll see. I never worried much about what they
did before you moved in here. I'll see about setting up some rules."
He put his arm around her slender waist and offered a charming smile.
"Lemme guess..." she grinned. "You're still excited from the strip
club. Am I correct?"
"I've had a non-stop erection since this afternoon," he smirked.
Lisa smiled back at him.
The two lovers embraced and shared a warm, intimate kiss. Lisa's
right hand immediately moved downward and found his bulging slab of
man-meat, hidden underneath his trousers. The kiss was broken, but
the woman continued smiling at her man.
"You DO have an erection," she squealed.
Jeremy gently grasped the back of her head and brought her lips to
his. Tongues were exchanged, and both of them moaned in response. Lisa
wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned back on the sofa, to where
her back was laying upon the raised sofa arm. Jeremy leaned forward
and kept his mouth locked upon hers, and undid the buttons upon her
blouse in the process. He broke the kiss off, and looked down while
finishing the final buttons. Lisa glanced down and pulled each side
of the blouse wide, exposing her bare breasts.
"No bra, eh?" Jeremy smirked.
"Too constricting," she giggled.
Jeremy dropped to his knees in front of the sofa and leaned over,
then proceeded to splay a series of angel kisses upon Lisa's flat
stomach and midriff. The stripper moaned once he came to a nipple,
and started to suck on it. She planted both of her hands on the top
of his head and weaved her fingers through his brown hair.
Jeremy moved downward, though, wanting the ultimate prize. He
slowly peeled her spandex pants down her hips, and kissed her stomach
and abdomen along the way. Lisa sat up for an instant and got rid of
her blouse, then laid back down. She raised her hips from the sofa
and Jeremy immediately slipped the spandex completely off of her.
"No panties, either?" he asked, surprised.
"Too constricting," she giggled, again.
Lisa arched her neck and moaned in passion once Jeremy's head dove
between her outstretched thighs. She looked down at the top of his
head while he began to nibble and lick her delicate love-trigger.
Lisa pinched both of her nipples and continued sighing as Jeremy
brought a finger into the mix. He kept on licking her while thrusting
a single finger into her slit. He brought his other hand up to her
left breast, and Lisa immediately took it and sucked on his index
finger like it was a cock. Jeremy took that finger away, though,
and concentrated all of his energy upon her treasure box.
He licked and sucked upon her damp flesh while thrusting the finger
in-and-out of her. Lisa kept her thighs spread wide for him, and
occasionaly could not suppress an arch of the neck and subsequent
moan as absolute sparks of pleasure ripped throughout her body.
Soon, she started to breathe heavier and much harder, which signaled
that an orgasm was nearing.
"Eat me!" Lisa hissed in passion, encouraging him even more. "Eat
my pussy! Keep doing it!"
Eventually, Lisa could not control her moans and sounds of passion
as Jeremy's skilled mouth continued to work on her. Once her body
started to buck beneath him, in wild pleasure, Lisa grabbed both of
her breasts and squeezed them hard, then started screaming in passion.
Jeremy withdrew his finger but kept his mouth close to her slit as
the juices started to pour out. His tongue was a blur as it lapped up
her liquid passion, while Lisa continue to moan out in pleasure.
Once the frenzy had come to an end, Lisa let out a long, drawn-out
sigh and then looked at her man. The look in her eyes told Jeremy
exactly what she wanted.
Thus, Jeremy stood up and Lisa immediately dropped down to her knees
in front of him upon the floor. The blonde goddess proceeded to pull
down both his trousers and briefs, then grasped his big cock with her
right hand and started sucking on it right away,
Now, it was Jeremy's turn to arch his neck and sigh. He did so,
while unbuttoning his dress shirt and slipping it off as well. His
knees were getting a bit weak at her oral caresses, howver, so he
decided to sit down upon the sofa.
Lisa followed him, never withdrawing his cock from her mouth.
She stood on her knees in front of him, crouched over his cock,
her head bobbing up-and-down as she sucked and slurped away on him.
For starters, Lisa only took half of his manhood into her mouth, and
used a lot of tongue action. She licked away at the tip, then Jeremy
noticed that it was rather nice to watch her breasts slowly flop and
bounce about as she bobbed her head up-and-down upon his shaft.
Lisa LOVED giving blowjobs to Jeremy. It was her favorite activity.
She grasped the base of his cock with her right hand and pumped
away, then kneaded his testicles with fingers from her left hand.
She quickly brushed a long wisp of hair out of her eyes with her
left forearm and continued her oral ministrations.
Lisa used her vacuum technique -- trying to swallow his entire cock
down her greedy little throat. It caused Jeremy to moan and sigh in
response, and he reached down and caressed the top of her head.
Suddenly, the vixen pulled his cock from within her mouth, and
looked at her man with burning eyes. "I want you to FUCK ME... NOW!"
Jeremy stared back at her, shocked. This had to be the first time
she had given him a blowjob which did not end up with him cumming in
her mouth or somewhere on her body, particularly her face and/or hair.
"But what about the blow...?"
"I can't wait!" she exclaimed. "I want you in my pussy, now!"
Lisa moved up astride his hips, then lowered her burning slit to
Jeremy's quivering cock. It slipped inside her, and she started to
bounce up-and-down upon him, his meat impaling her.
Jeremy brought both of his hands to her bottom and grasped it
tightly, then helped in her rocking motion. Lisa leaned forward and
placed her hands upon his shoulders, finding a comfortable spot. As
a result, Jeremy could not tear his gaze away from her breasts, which
were wildly bouncing about just a foot or so from his face.
As Lisa continued to bounce upon his shaft, Jeremy prodded a finger
against her anus. Lisa moaned but was somewhat dissapointed when he
failed to penetrate her anus with his finger. He liked to tease her
that way, and would occasionaly provide her with some anal love.
Jeremy wrapped both of his arms around her back and pulled her
against his chest, then stood up. The young man proceeded to lay his
female lover across the sofa and spread her thighs, then he forged
his meat back into her.
Lisa moaned and cried in ecstasy while getting drilled. She wrapped
her long legs around Jeremy's back and squeezed tightly, which caused a
grunt to escape from him.
Lisa's pussy felt wonderful to Jeremy. It gripped his shaft like a
power vice, and he felt if it would be possible to be trapped within her
forever, it would be better than both paradise and heaven combined.
The young woman moved her legs from around his back to around his
shoulders. This gave Jeremy the chance to lean forward, and the two of
them were suddenly cramped into a tight position. He placed a hand
under one of her knees, bending it even further, and the other upon
her shapely bottom.
Then he started slamming her, with all of his strength.
Lisa let out a thunderous, earth-shaking scream and then proceeded
with a series of short yelps and moans as Jeremy continued the quick,
non-stop thrusting motion. He was soon in a rhythym and was giving it
to her at a furious, unrelenting pace. Lisa's skin was beet red, and
her face was tightened, her eyes open and full. As the two pairs of
hips pounded together, a loud SMACK could continually be heard all
throughout the lavishly-decored main room.
"OH GOD!" Lisa screamed. "I LOVE YOU, JEREMY! I LOVE YOU!"
"I... LOVE YOU... TOO..." he managed, trying his best not to climax
just yet. But that was of no use, as he couldn't help but to deposit a
fresh batch of cum into her hungry little slit.
Minutes later, the two were snuggled together on the sofa, slowly
recovering from their intense coupling. Lisa wiggled around against
Jeremy's body, and that brought the multi-millionaire back to reality
from a mental slumber. He looked down at her, and smiled.
"I didn't hurt you... did I, sweetheart?"
She sighed, and grinned. "No... you know that I like it rough. If
you ever do hurt me though, you'll be sure to know. I'll let you know."
"Lisa, will you marry me?"
That question came out of nowhere. Jeremy had been thinking about
it for some time, but did not plan to ask her that specific question
for at least another six months.
"WHAT?" she exclaimed, looking up at him.
No use in turning back now... "You heard me. Will you marry me?"
Lisa did not know what to think. She loved Jeremy more than
anything but had only been dating him for half a year. On the other
hand, he seemed perfectly suited for her emotional needs and had been
a perfect gentleman since day one. However, wouldn't it be right to
wait a couple of months before making such an important decision? In
relationship terms, they had just started dating. Lisa knew a friend
who dated a guy for four years before deciding to marry him. That's a
very, VERY long time compared to six months.
"Yes, I'll marry you," she whispered.
Why not?
Jeremy gasped in delight, and embraced his fiancee tightly.
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Subject: Stripper's Delight 07/10
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STRIPPER'S DELIGHT
Chapter 3
File 1 of 3
NOTE : Over a year has passed in the story since the end of chapter 2.
Seven months ago, Lisa and Jeremy had one of the most extravagant
weddings in recent memory. The multi-millionaire went to all lengths
to see that the wedding ideas and wishes of his bride-to-be were met.
The ceremony took place on a private island in the Pacific Ocean some
50 miles off the mainland. All types of people were there as guests.
Jeremy's rich family (thanks to his generosity) and circle of jet-set
friends made the trip. For Lisa, her middle-class family was in
attendance, and so was many of her lady co-workers from the strip club.
It was a lavish atmosphere and ceremony, and the reception afterwards
lasted long into the night. Everyone had a wonderful time.
Prior to the exchange of vows, Lisa wanted to spend their honeymoon
in Hawaii. Jeremy, on the other hand, suggested the Bahamas. They came
to an easy comprimise as the first two weeks of their honeymoon were
spent in Hawaii, then the final two weeks took place in the Bahamas.
Jeremy had money to burn.
During the extended honeymoon, the couple basically did one of three
things : 1) ate food to quell their hunger, 2) spent countless hours
at the beach and 3) made wild, passionate love -- in various locations.
Lisa had eventually become accepting of the fact that Jeremy wanted
to shower her with cash and gifts. There were times that she still felt
a little uneasy about the situation, but for the most part things were
okay. She had access to his bank accounts, no limit on her credit cards
and the green light to buy just about anything her little heart desired.
Despite all the money, though, Lisa still wanted to work and earn
her own income. She had the same schedule at the strip club -- Friday,
Saturday and Tuesday evenings. The young woman, who was now 22 years of
age, was also in her fourth year of college. She still wanted to be a
nurse in the future, and college helped her strive toward that goal.
Jeremy was in Heaven with what he considered to be the absolute
perfect wife. Not only was she a lovely enchantress, but Lisa had a
heart of gold and a personality to match. She was full of the sunshine
and sweetness which Jeremy had only dreamt about in a woman before
meeting her. She had the kind of attitude which made others around
her feel as though they had met a new friend. With her unlimited beauty
and upbeat personality, Lisa was quite easy to like.
The 22-year-old stripper had strong feelings for Jeremy as well.
He was a good man, and she had not met too many of them in recent times.
Her job played in that misfortune, because most of the men she came
into contact with at the club were lewd and perverted. But, not her
husband. She sometimes wondered why a person such as Jeremy, who was
very good-looking and quite unassuming, spent his evenings at a strip
club before they formally met, watching her. But then, Lisa would
remember that Jeremy had a fetish for strippers. Especially her.
Jeremy told her once that he went into that particular strip club
one evening -- the first club she worked at -- with a group of his
friends. He did not plan on going back to it on his own, but became
hooked on the place when he saw her -- Lisa -- for the first time. He
told her that she was wearing a blue, sequined evening gown and put on
the best strip show he had ever witnessed in his life. Jeremy went on
to tell his wife that he went to the club nearly every night after that,
just so he could see her. He had no plans of meeting her face-to-face,
but Lisa was the one who initiated their first personal meeting.
Per Lisa's request, Jeremy had dismissed six of the seven employees
who cared for his mansion. The one who stayed had been there the
longest, the butler. As for the other six, Jeremy took care of them
before they left, giving each triple their earnings on the final
paychecks. He figured that would be plenty enough to tide them over
until they could find a new job. He also gave rave reviews when
someone called and asked him to be reference for his former employees.
Whenever something was needed which the butler did not take care
of, such as a lawn mowing or pool cleaning, Jeremy used a temporary
employment agency which sent workers to his mansion.
Lisa was happy, because the butler never invaded on her privacy,
such as the other servants had done, oh so many times in the past.
Life was good. At 29, Jeremy could sell his business and retire
immediately, and never have to worry about money. He had plenty of
it. However, Jeremy liked to keep busy, and he enjoyed his business.
It was a successful, profitable company which sold cookware and kitchen
appliances. He had warehouses and distribution centers strategically
placed all throughout the United States, and had visions of expanding
into Canada and Mexico. Some day, perhaps overseas.
But most of all, Jeremy had his wife. He would quit his business
and give away all of his money before losing Lisa. She was that
important to him. He loved her more than anything in the entire world.
And the same could be said about Lisa's feelings for him.
Children? Yes, they had decided that parenthood was a good idea.
But, not now... in the future. Jeremy wanted her to keep stripping
while she was young and beautiful. They could try being parents in
the future, perhaps five years from now.
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Subject: Stripper's Delight 08/10
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STRIPPER'S DELIGHT
Chapter 3
File 2 of 3
Jeremy stood up before the board of directors at his company on
the top floor of the high-rise office building, and smiled. A total
of 12 board members, all of them male and older than Jeremy, were in
the meeting room. But, the three women on the board were not present.
There was a reason for that.
"Gentlemen," Jeremy announced, "the business had a 15% jump in
sales last month, which means increased profits. I find this very
gratifying because it tells me that my warehouses and distribution
centers throughout this great country of ours are providing top-notch
products and services to our customers. Thus, the 15% sales hike also
tells me that all of you on the board of directors are doing your jobs
as well. A fine job, too. You are doing a good job in dealing with the
area managers, who in turn are doing a good job in dealing with the
district managers, who in turn are doing a good job dealing with the
depot managers, who in turn are doing a good job in dealing with the
warehouse managers, who in turn are doing a good job in dealing with the
warehouse employees." Jeremy took a deep breath, then smiled. "Did I
sound a bit redundant?"
"A little," chuckled one of the older board members.
"I thought so," Jeremy grinned. "But, the point is, I consider it
a trickle-down effect. The good job starts at the top, here in this
board room, and trickles all the way down to the bottom of the company,
which consists of warehouse employees. The loaders and packers. Thus,
for setting such a good example, give yourseleves a big hand." Jeremy
began to applaud, and the other 12 men started clapping their hands
together as well. The applause lasted for a short time before fading.
"I'm proud of you all," Jeremy continued. "The job you guys have
done for me as made my life very relaxing and easy. I don't have to
worry about anything in terms of finances."
"But, I'm not a greedy person. I like having money, of course, but
I don't need to grab every penny I lay my eyes upon. So, there are two
things I'm going to provide for you, the board of directors, as a reward
and 'thank you' for your years of service and loyalty. First, in your
next paycheck, you will find a nice, hefty bonus."
The men all looked at each other and smiled in unison, grateful for
the generosity of their boss. This was not the first time he had
offered them a cash bonus after a job well done.
"My second gift is... well, we're all men, right?"
Everyone nodded their heads at him.
"We all like women, right? BEAUTIFUL women?"
The group nodded, now unsure of what their boss had in mind.
Jeremy smiled at them, and slowly walked toward the south door while
looking back at them. The men knew that particular door led directly to
his personal office suite. "Well, we're going to be joined by a VERY
beautiful young lady who will provide us with some... entertainment."
Jeremy opened the door, and found Lisa standing on the other side.
She gave a sexy expression and sashayed into the meeting room, her
high-heels clanking against the floor, wearing a long brown trench coat
which went all the way down to her ankles. In response, the group of
men looked at each other again and shrugged their shoulders, in unison.
They had no idea why this pretty woman was here.
Jeremy put his arm around his wife, but none of the men in the room
knew that she was his wife.
"Gentlemen, how many of you like strippers?"
The group of men suddenly caught on to why this female was in the
room, and they all gave approving nods and/or verbal responses.
"Well," Jeremy grinned, "this hot little thing happens to be the
best stripper I've ever seen. And, I've been witness to my fair share
of exotic dancers and strippers. I thought, in addition to your cash
bonus, that an additional reward would be a little time out from the
busy workday for some entertainment." He paused, and noticed that
many of the older men were almost drooling at the sight of his wife,
even in her long, drab trench coat. "Besides," the boss added, "we
sometimes get a little too work-serious around here. Everyone needs
time to relax, and enjoy themseleves. Let's... unwind a little." He
went back to his chair at the north end of the table and sat down.
"Show them what you can do, sweetheart. I'm payin' you good money."
Lisa smiled at her husband, but remembered that she was not supposed
to let anyone in the meeting room know that she and Jeremy were married.
That's why he added the money comment. This whole sequence was planned.
The group of men gasped and sighed once Lisa slipped off her coat.
Her blonde hair was long and flowing, styled in beautiful waves, and
her lovely face had just a few touches of mascara. That face didn't
require a lot of make-up to look beautiful. It was naturally that way.
She was dressed in a lingerie-style outfit. Lisa wore a transparent
lace bra which was black. Her perky nipples were clearly visible
through the light, thin material. Below her waist, the professional
stripper wore a lacey black skirt which was rather small. It clung to
her upper thighs in a delicious manner and was also of the see-through
variety. A bright, metallic orange G-string could be seen through the
flimsy skirt. The whole outfit was topped off with a pair of black
high-heels which accentuated her long, neverending legs beautifully.
Jeremy produced a boom box from underneath the conference table and
pumped its volume loud. A rowdy, raucous song simply erupted from the
heavy-duty speakers, which meant it was time for Lisa to do her thing.
The atonished group of men looked on in complete awe as Lisa pranced
toward the center of the room, next to the large picture window which
overlooked the city's skyline. She stopped in front of it and turned
toward her small audience, then started her rehearsed routine.
Lisa placed both hands on her flat stomach and turned her face to
the side, then began twirling her hips in a lusty, sensual motion.
All 13 cocks in the room, Jeremy's included, were getting hard.
Lisa continued that same motion for several seconds before turning
her face toward the group of men. She hiked her skirt up to her waist
and let it fall down just as quickly, teasing the men as only she could,
then slowly walked toward the conference table with the sensual ease and
eroticism which Jeremy had come to admire.
She stopped and turned toward one of the men, who looked to be in
his mid-to-late 40's. Lisa stood before him and bumped her body to
the music, and the man gasped and glanced at the others for an instant
before turning his attention back to Lisa. The gray-haired gentleman
appeared as though he was about to have a heart attack, he was so
excited -- clearly, he had never been so close to a woman so beautiful.
Lisa smiled down at her new admirer and cupped his chin with her
right hand, then blew a kiss in his direction with her left. The guy
was still overcome with excitement and lust as the flirty stripper
moved over to the next man.
This one, who looked to be about 35, produced a dollar bill and
held it up. Lisa smiled and shrugged her shoulders, then took the
dollar bill from him. Because of the tip, the lusty stripper decided to
spend more time dancing in front of this man than the prior one. She
moved her curvacious body toward the guy, still bumping and grinding to
the beat of the music, and gave him quite a show.
"Are we allowed to touch her?" one of the men asked Jeremy over the
loud music.
"NO!" Jeremy erupted, full of rage. Most of it was blocked out by
the boom box, however, and he regained his senses. Even though he
liked to watch his wife strip, he was simply repulsed by the thought of
anyone touching her but him. "No!" he screamed over the music. "She's
not that type of entertainer. NO TOUCHING ALLOWED!"
~~ ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~
The next man in line had been staring at Lisa's rounded, shapely
bottom through the see-through skirt she wore ever since she started
dancing for the guy who tipped her. Lisa turned and looked behind her,
and saw the man staring intently at her bottom. She smiled, then turned
toward him. The man looked up and offered a faint smile as the blonde
goddess continued moving to the beat.
She stepped away from the man and turned around, then leaned over
slightly, causing her bottom to jut-out toward the man's face. The
middle-aged fellow gasped, and then Lisa started gyrating her hips while
looking back at him, smiling sweetly the whole time. She continued to
flaunt her shapely bottom at him for some time, before stopping and
finally moving on to the next board member.
This one produced a dollar bill as well, and Lisa graciously took
it. She placed both hands on the side of her head and squatted down
in front of him, then started darting her body from side-to-side with
her heels firmly planted on the lush carpet. The man, who did not
appear flustered at all, smiled and produced another dollar bill. Lisa
took it and tossed her head back, then rolled it in circles.
Instead of moving to the next man in line, the stripper instead
took her money and sashayed over to the beverage table on the other
side of the room, near Jeremy. She placed her tips on the table and
then pranced over to her husband.
"Help me up," she screamed over the loud music, extending her hand.
Jeremy stood up and took her hand, and assisted her in getting onto
the large, sturdy conference table. The men looked up and many gasped
as Lisa strutted past them, to the very center of the table.
Lisa faced the group on the right side of the table and started
grinding her body in unison with the music. She spun on a high-heel
and gave a similar show to the people on the left side, then turned
back to the right.
Lisa undid the single button on the front of her see-through skirt
and easily pulled it off in one single motion. She turned, now wearing
just the transparent black bra and bright orange G-string, and gave the
group on the left a good view. The stripper turned back to the right
and held the skirt above her head with one hand, then began twirling
it in circles while rotating her hips at the same time.
The men began to hoot, holler and cheer as Lisa tossed the skirt
next to the large picture window. She placed both hands on her hips and
moved her body in a lusty motion, while slowly rotating in a full circle
so all the men could get a view of her from every angle.
The guy who had earlier given her $2 in tips produced another dollar
bill, which Lisa strutted over to and graciously accepted. She stood at
the edge of the table on that side, directly above the man, and bucked
her hips as if she were getting pounded by Jeremy's cock during sex.
She closed her eyes and sighed as if an orgasm was forthcoming.
That little bucking display caused several of the men to reach into
their wallets and produce dollar bills. Lisa took care of all of them,
giving each the same bucking motion after taking their money. No one
grew tired of it.
Lisa pranced over to the front end of the table, then reached down
and handed Jeremy her bundle of cash. She needed him to hold it for
her, so she wouldn't have to worry about it during her routine. The
stripper immediately went back to the center of the table.
Lisa unclasped her see-through bra in front and peeled it from her
breasts. Everyone looked on in appreciation as they got a full view of
her tight, 37c-sized globes. Like she had earlier done with the skirt,
Lisa held the bra above her head and spun it in circles, while vibrating
her body in a way so her luscious breasts would flop and bounce about.
Lisa turned to the left side of the group and gave a similar show,
then dropped to her knees and got down on all fours. She positioned
herself so that her bottom was directly in front of the man who had
admired it so much earlier. She twitched and wiggled her hips in front
of that guy while reaching forward and grabbing hold of a neckie which
belonged to the man in front of her.
She held his necktie and smiled seductively at him, still bumping
and weaving her body in rhythm with the music. The man in front of
her smiled and gave offered a tip, while the man behind her stared
directly at her bottom, never once taking his eyes off of it.
"Earl must be an 'ass man'," Jeremy thought to himself.
Lisa stood on her knees and blatantly pinched her nipples, which
brought a large response from the small gathering. She squealed and
sighed at her own fingers while tweaking herself. The man in front
of her offered yet another tip, and she took it.
Lisa rose up onto her feet and went back to her husband, and handed
him the new wad of money. Then, Jeremy was surprised as Lisa thumbed
the side straps of her G-string. Is she going to take it off?, he
asked himself. Lisa never has before during a performance, he told
himself. Lisa looked down at him while slowly beginning to peel the
silky orange garment from her hips and thighs.
Everyone looked on in delight as the stripper was now nude, the
blonde triangle of curls between her thighs a beautiful sight.
Lisa trapped the G-string on her right foot and then lifted her
leg, and planted the garment directly on top of Jeremy's head. All
of the men laughed and cheered, thinking Jeremy was so very lucky for
what she had just given him. They wished it was him.
Lisa turned and looked over her shoulder back at Jeremy, then gave
him a twitch of the hips while he removed the G-string from his head.
The stripper went back to the center of the table and started
dancing, completely nude now, minus the high-heels which covered her
feet. But did they really count?
She grinded her hips to the music, and ran both hands over her
large and shapely breasts. Lisa turned and twirled her bottom before
the 'ass man' once again, giving him another show which he definitely
appreciated. She smiled and clapped her hands together in one second
intervals, and soon the group of men started doing the exact same thing.
Everyone in the room was applauding until Lisa, the only one who
stopped, went back over to Jeremy's end of the table. The stripper
extended her hand and Jeremy helped her down from the conference table,
then she sashayed back over to the large picture window.
As the end of the song approached, Lisa dropped to her knees and
then sat back, and opened her thighs wide. All of the horny men had
a clear view of her treasure box as she closed her eyes and started
bumping her body. The men were STILL clapping.
Once the rock song came to a close, Jeremy turned off the boom box
and Lisa retrieved her skirt and bra, then slowly stood up. The group
of board members stood as well, and gave her a rousing ovation as they
realized the performance was likely over. Lisa graciously smiled and
offered a bow, then a second one before waving her hand in appreciation.
She continued smiling and mouthed the words "thank you" several times.
Minutes later, Lisa stood at the main exit of the meeting room,
still completely nude, as each man walked by and gave their thanks for
such a wonderful show. Many of them offered her even more tips while
Jeremy stood off to the side and watched the happenings.
"Be sure not to tell your wife about what we just saw, Bill!" one of
the men joked as he walked past Lisa, slapping the man in front of him
on the back. "Before you could say 'alimony', you'll be paying it!"
"Ha ha," Bill laughed.
"I never thought I'd come to work today and see a red-hot stripper,"
another man smiled as he shook Jeremy's hand. "Wow. We knew that
you're a good guy, boss... but we didn't know that you're THIS good."
"I thought you fellas would really enjoy her," Jeremy smiled. "That
is why I decided to bring her here."
The man nodded his head and then went over said his good-byes to
Lisa while shaking her hand.
The exit door closed and finally, the room had emptied out except
for the sneaky husband and wife. Jeremy smiled at his lovely bride,
then closed the distance between them and offered a tight embrace.
"Why'd you take off your G-string?" he gently asked.
She smiled in his arms. "There isn't a rule prohibiting it, as
there is at the club." She stepped back and grinned at him, her eyes
sparkling. "How was I?"
"Stunning," he replied. "Simply... stunning."
Her grin became even wider. "I was kind of skeptical at first
about this, performing for your board members... but it was a fairly
good experience. Hey, I made 47 dollars in tips!"
"I want everyone to experience you as a stripper, Lisa. That's why
I brought you here to perform for these guys. Hopefully, none of them
will find out that we are married. That may ruin their memories of this
whole spectacle that you put on. Maybe."
She shrugged her shoulders, and smirked.
"No one can resist you, Lisa, especially when you strip. You're
just so damn hot. All of those guys loved you." He handed his wife
her G-string, then took her hand. "Come on. Let's go over to my
office... I need to take care of you, just as you took care of us."
Lisa smiled at her husband.
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STRIPPER'S DELIGHT
Chapter 3
File 3 of 3
A short time later, Lisa and Jeremy were nestled together on the
large sofa in his oversized office suite, ready for some sweet love.
Both of them were completely nude, sharing soft and gentle kisses.
Jeremy had locked the doors to his office and told the secretary to
hold all calls for the remainder of the afternoon.
"You're nothing but a little slut," Jeremy teased his wife, pecking
her lips with his own. "Always willing to strip, and show off."
"You've got that right," she smirked, sliding her delicate hand
downward, toward his enlarged manhood. The blonde wrapped her long
fingers around the shaft and squeezed gently. "I AM your slut."
He smiled at her. "And you always will be."
Still grasping Jeremy's cock, Lisa slid off the sofa and manuevered
herself between her husband's outstretched legs. She looked up at him
and tilted her head to the side, then offered a seductive smile. "How
would you like a little blowjob?"
He shrugged his shoulders and grinned. "I sure wouldn't complain."
Looking directly up into her husband's eyes, Lisa opened her mouth
and slipped his cock between her lips. She held onto the base of his
shaft with her right hand and gently licked its tip with her tongue.
The goddess brushed her fingertips from her left hand across the
underside of his manhood, causing Jeremy to stifle a moan. She slid
his man-meat halfway into her mouth and began a slow up-and-down motion.
Lisa moved her free hand to his cock, and now grasped it with both
hands and proceeded to solely slurp-away at its tip. Jeremy reached
down and cupped her face while she took his manhood out of her mouth
and gave it a long, sweeping lick with her tongue.
"Your mouth is heavenly," Jeremy told her, now running his fingers
through her long, beautiful hair. "You can definitely suck a cock
better than any woman I have ever known in my entire life."
"I can also do something else," she squealed, releasing his shaft
and standing erect on her knees. Lisa grabbed hold of each outer side
of her breasts, then lowered the large, firm globes toward Jeremy's
quivering member. "I can let you fuck my breasts."
She trapped his stiff cock between her globes and then squeezed them
together. The ensuing result was Jeremy felt like luscious breast flesh
gripped his member like a powerful vice. He moaned and looked at her.
Lisa giggled as she palmed her breasts and held them tight with
her husband's shaft trapped between them. She started to move her
body up-and-down, his cock sliding in her cleavage at the same time.
"OH YEAH," Jeremy moaned, enjoying this never-before-tried practice.
The young woman continued moving up-and-down, also enjoying the
feeling of his cock between her breasts. This had to become a usual
practice between the two of them. She liked this as much as he did.
Jeremy sighed and laughed in pleasure as Lisa released his cock
from between her globes. She grasped his member with her hand once
again, and immediately slipped it back into her mouth. Jeremy moved
both of his hands behind his head and continued smiling, while having
a bird's eye view of her skilled blowjob technique.
Lisa kept the very cockhead in her mouth while pumping the rest of
it with her right hand. She frigged it, still on her knees between his
legs, and glanced up at his eyes. She soon began frigging his shaft
with both of her hands while continuing to suck and slurp its tip.
She proceeded to palm his testicles with one hand and then circled
the length of his manhood with her hot, wet tongue. The 22-year-old
grasped the base once more, and went back to mouthing the tip. She bit
down gently and giggled at him afterwards, enjoying his reactions.
"I want you to cum for me," she said, his shaft still in her mouth.
"I want you to cum and shoot it right down my throat."
Jeremy had no qualms with her request. He let himself go, and felt
gooey liquid spurt from his cock directly into Lisa's awaiting mouth.
She kept her lips tight around his manhood and did her best to swallow
every last drop of juice, making sure none of it seaped from her mouth.
Jeremy leaned forward and grasped each side of her head, and then
smiled. He kissed her directly on the lips, then motioned for her to
lay down upon the large, comfortable sofa. Lisa moved over to it and
reclined back on the cushions, and spread her thighs wide, opening
herself for Jeremy to return the favor with some oral love of his own.
He moved between her outstretched thighs and gave her damp slit a
long lash with his tongue. Lisa gasped at the contact, then reached
down with her right hand and gently fingered her clit. Jeremy looked
up at his not-so-shy wife and smiled at her.
He dropped to his knees and moved between her thighs, the side of
his face resting against the sofa. As she felt his tongue on her slit,
Lisa hooked one leg around his shoulder and back, and sighed in lust.
She moved her fingers downward, across her treasure box, but kept them
wide enough so her husband had ample access to her slit. Lisa breathed
and sighed in utter pleasure as his tongue burrowed-into her.
With her free hand, the blonde moved it to her left breast and
squeezed tightly.
"Feels so good!" the stripper cooed, while watching Jeremy's eyes as
they stared up at her from the silken joining of her thighs.
Jeremy feasted upon her sweet womanhood. It tasted wonderful. He
licked and slurped away the gooey crevice, and paid special attention
to her tiny clit. He brushed his lower lip across it, and his wife
squealed in response at the immense amount of pleasure he brought her.
Jeremy kissed her gentle opening while Lisa's body started to rumble
and vibrate on the sofa. She brought both hands down between her opened
thighs, and pried-apart her slit with several fingertips. Jeremy used
the invitation to plunge his tongue even deeper into her wet recesses.
"Oooooh," she moaned, in pure lust. "Eat me, you stud! OH! That
feels SOOOOO good. OH... I love... I love your tongue."
Lisa's body started to buck as she suddenly felt a finger pressing
hard against her anus. She screamed in lust at the feeling, and then
Jeremy used the opportunity to clamp down hard on her womanhood with
his lips and mouth.
Lisa bellowed and cried in passion as a sudden rush overtook her
entire body. Before she knew what had happened next, a stream of cum
was oozing from the confines of her slit. Jeremy, meanwhile, lapped
all of it with his tongue. He loved sucking down her juice ALMOST as
much as she did his.
"OHHHHH..." the buxom blonde sighed in aftermath, her eyes closed.
"You make my pussy feel so good, Jeremy. You really do." She opened
her eyes, and they became wide as she saw her husband moving up on the
sofa to where he was on his knees, astride her stomach. "What are you
going to do?" she grinned. "Fuck my breasts again?"
"That's a good idea," he smirked, "but I need another blowjob. Not
a long one... just one good enough. You know."
The young woman smiled and shrugged her shoulders.
Jeremy moved further up on the sofa, until his knees were astride
her shoulders. He slowly lowered his body, and Lisa proceeded to slip
his bulging shaft into her mouth.
As she cupped his balls and sucked him off once again, Lisa used her
hand to rub her treasure cove. She was very much into masturbation and
had done it several times in the presence of her man.
The vixen frigged her womanhood and pleasured her husband's cock
with both her mouth and hand. Jeremy looked down at her, the sight of
her long, beautiful blonde hair fanned-out over the sofa cushions a
truly mesmerizing sight. But, he decided to pull his shaft from her
clutches and then moved down on the sofa, between her thighs once again.
He grasped her left leg and bent it toward her body, to the point where
that knee nearly touched one of her large breasts. Lisa stretched her
other leg out far, as Jeremy positioned himself to enter her.
He grasped his cock and guided it into her slit, and the woman
gasped and sighed in response. He held the same leg, its knee still
nearly touching her breast, as he began to thrust in-and-out of her
velvet-like opening. Lisa arched her neck and groaned at his advances.
Soon, Jeremy was pounding her with a steady rhythm, his testicles
slapping hard against her stretched bottom. Jeremy paused for an
instant, leaned down and gave his wife's mouth a passionate kiss.
Jeremy then returned to thrusting in-and-out of her, and Lisa breathed
hard and gasped in response.
"Fucking me..." she squealed. "You're fucking me... so good, and
so hard."
Jeremy enjoyed the sight of Lisa's body flopping around beneath him,
her large, plentiful breasts bouncing about in the process.
"You could fuck me forever, if you want..." she moaned.
Lisa wrapped her free leg around Jeremy's lower back and pulled him
closer to her, wanting him to penetrate her even deeper.
"I love your pussy," he sighed. "It's so damn tight... But, I want
you to stand up and bend over, and touch the sofa with your hands. I
want to try a new position with you." He pulled his shaft out of her,
and Lisa proceeded to roll over and fall to the floor, on her knees.
Her hair whipped about as she quickly turned her head to look over at
her husband, as he stood on his knees upon the sofa.
Slowly, Lisa rose up to her feet and then bent at the waist. She
reached out and grasped the back of the sofa with both of her hands,
and waited for whatever Jeremy had in mind for her.
The eager husband got onto his feet and moved behind her, and
immediately forged his hard cock back into her slit. Lisa gasped, and
then stepped forward and placed both of her knees upon the cushions. It
was a more comfortable position. She stood upon her knees on the sofa,
her hands grasping it's hard back, and moaned while getting drilled.
Jeremy held onto both of her buttocks while his hips slapped against
hers, his hard shaft piercing her to the hilt. Lisa squirmed about and
continued to gasp and grunt in passion. Jeremy mauled her firm bottom
with his hands, almost digging into her flesh. As he forged his way
into her, Lisa started to meet each thrust by moving back into him.
The blonde slipped a finger into her mouth and wetted it, then
reached beneath her with it and rubbed her clit. She looked over her
shoulder at Jeremy and smiled, his cock filling her with great pleasure.
Soon, Lisa screamed and thrashed about in complete and unyielding
lust, then rested the side of her face against the back of the sofa.
She soon experienced an orgasm while he continued drilling her.
Lisa's legs grew weak and she fell to the floor, landing upon her
knees. She looked up, over her shoulder at Jeremy and sighed. His
cock was still hard, and from the expression on his face, Lisa could
tell that he was not quite yet finished with her.
"Your breasts, sweetheart."
She looked down at her chest and then back up at him, not knowing
what he had meant with that comment. "Huh?"
"Your breasts. I want to fuck them."
"OH!" the exotic dancer smiled, moving her body backwards, against
the front of the sofa. Sitting down, she opened her thighs wide and
brought her knees high in the air, but kept her feet on the floor.
She brushed her hair away from her face with one hand and looked up
at her husband, offering an inviting expression.
Jeremy moved between her upturned knees and then dropped down to his
own knees. Lisa laid her head back against the soft middle cushion and
smiled at her man. Jeremy proceeded to grasp his cock and slip it into
her cleavage, and Lisa responded by smashing her breasts together, his
cock once again trapped between them.
This was new to Jeremy. He had never done this kind of sexual act
until today. He loved her breasts; especially the feel of them. And he
really enjoyed this new feeling of his shaft between those globes. He
began thrusting himself back-and-forth between her breasts.
Lisa tilted her head all the way forward and extended her tongue.
Jeremy responded by halting his motion on the following upstroke, so
she could lick the head of his shaft with her tongue. Lisa kept it
extended as Jeremy moved back, and when he returned with his next
upstroke, she licked his cock again.
Lisa used all of the strength in her arms, smashing her breasts
together, almost as one. Her tongue slid back into her mouth, and
she licked her lips while looking up at her husband.
The blonde goddess released her breasts and Jeremy held his cock
in her cleavage. Both of them noticed that her globes were glistening
with Jeremy's cum. He took his cock and gently whacked it several
times against her cleavage, which brought a giggle from the young wife.
Lisa smashed her breasts together again, and Jeremy responded by
re-starting his thrusting motion. She looked up at him, her eyes
glowing with both love and lust, and smiled.
"You like fucking my breasts, don't you?" she teased. "Yeah, you
like it. You love how your big, massive cock feels between my breasts."
"I certainly do," he groaned, trying to hold off an orgasm.
"And you know what else, Jeremy?"
"Wh-What?" he labored.
"I love you fucking my breasts," she cooed. "Your cock feels so hot
and strong between them. Fuck them! Fuck... Fuck... Fuck..."
When the normally sweet and tender Lisa started talking like a slut
for an extended period of time, Jeremy usually lost it.
The 29-year-old man gasped and growled, almost like he was in pain,
as Lisa released her breasts. Jeremy grasped his cock and held it up
before his wife's face, which prompted Lisa to open her mouth and extend
her tongue. He frigged his member and then...
A heavy spurt of cum blasted out and splatted over the edge of
Lisa's mouth and cheek. Jeremy positioned his cock directly in front
of her outstretched tongue, and then a second glob shot out. It landed
on her tongue. Jeremy continued pumping his cock with his hand, and
smaller spurts shot out from the tip. His gooey love juice landed upon
her face, mouth and tongue, as well as her neck and upper cleavage.
Once his 'well had run dry', Jeremy sighed and gasped in sexual
relief. Lisa took hold of his cock and gave it a gentle lick with
her cum-covered tongue, and smiled up at him.
"Oh God..." he moaned.
"I bet you feel a lot better now than you did this morning, right?"
Lisa sweetly smiled, tilting her cum-soaked face to look up at him. The
sight caused a hot stream of sexual electricity to shoot through Jeremy.
"Oh yes, I do..." he gasped, leaning down and kissing her.
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Subject: Stripper's Delight 10/10
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STRIPPER'S DELIGHT
Chapter 4
File 1 of 4
Lisa pulled up to the mansion in her bright red Viper convertible
and parked it in her usual place. The 22-year-old female reached into
the back and pulled out several shopping bags, then locked the car and
made her way up to the front door of the estate.
After going inside, Lisa went right for the study and found her
beloved husband sitting at his desk, going through some paperwork.
"Hi Jeremy!" she greeted, setting her bags down. "I have something
to talk to you about."
"Oh yeah?" he asked, spinning toward her in his swivel chair. What
a beautiful woman, Jeremy thought to himself. She wore a stylish white
blouse and a knee-length black skirt, as well as high-heels and dark
stockings. Her long blonde hair was styled to perfection and she had
somewhat of a happy expression on her face.
"Yeah," Lisa returned. "I was driving home from the mall when I got
a call on the cell phone. It was my boss from the strip club, who said
that he had a request for me to appear at a private party."
"What did you tell him?"
"I said, I don't know," she replied. "My boss said something about
some military colonel or commander saw me at the club on Tuesday night,
and liked me so much that he thought I would the perfect stripper for a
party he was throwing. It's supposed to be for low-ranking military
people, like soldiers or cadets, or whatever."
"Why did you tell him that you don't know?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "I've never done strip parties before.
Plus, I didn't know if you would approve of it or not. I know that you
like me stripping at the club, but I was unsure whether or not you'd
approve of me doing it at a military base. I don't want to do anything
which would upset you, of course."
He smiled at her. "You're so sweet, Lisa. Well... if you would
like to do the party, feel free to... as long as I can come along too."
"Oh yes," she nodded. "I wouldn't do it without you along. You
could pose as my bodyguard, or chaperone."
"First though, you should find out some specifics about the party.
Call your boss back and tell him to get whoever requested you to give
you a call. Ask him specific questions, and tell him what you will,
and will not do. I certainly do not approve of anyone putting their
hands on you, so tell him that is a definite no-no. Just an example.
And... since this seems to be a party for military cadets and the
like, tell the organizer that you do not socialize with anyone before,
during or after your show. They're probably a bunch of over-eager
kids just out of high school... you don't want to subject yourself to
that. You'll talk with the organizer, of course, but no one else."
Lisa smiled at her husband. "I used to think that stripping was
just a job. But since I've met you, and subsequently married you,
stripping has become rather fun and exciting. I like the idea of
being the featured entertainment for a bunch of rowdy cadets."
Jeremy motioned for her to come closer. She did, and he brought
her down into a seated position upon his lap. "I'm glad. I certainly
have an affection for you as a stripper... don't know why, sometimes,
but I do. I guess I like seeing my sweet, innocent wife change
characters. That is a definite turn-on for the mind."
"Sweet and innocent?" she laughed. "Ha! Oh Jeremy, you're just so
kind sometimes."
He kissed her cheek. "Hey, are you excited about Saturday?"
"I sure am," she replied. "I've never done any modeling before,
much less any semi-nude or fully-nude modeling. But, I'm looking
forward to it. I'm also kind of flattered that the club wants
to print up posters of me, and sell them to the customers." In
addition to the posters, the club had visions of coming up with a
guide featuring photographs and brief biographies of each stripper.
"You've become kind of their spokeswoman," Jeremy grinned. "You
have that radio commercial which runs on all the A.M. stations, talking
about the club in that too-sexy voice you used. Plus, you have that
commercial on television about the club which runs late at night. You
and Barbara walking through the club, talking about it and looking hot.
I'm sure a lot of the new customers come to the club because they see
your commercial on television... so they'd probably like a poster of
you as well. 10 bucks a pop... the club will make a good profit."
Lisa shrugged her shoulders. "I'm going to get half of all the
profits, and I'm thinking of sending all of it to my sister in Illinois.
She is not in a bind for money, but could use some, nonetheless. She
is kind of like me when we first met -- I lived in that tiny apartment
over on Goldenwood Street and struggled to make ends meet."
"I told you, sweetheart -- any of your family members who need any
kind of money... let me know, and I'll take care of them."
"No," she said, shaking her head. "I want to take care of Ashley
myself. That's what I've been planning on doing. I'm going to give
her of all my earnings from the photo shoot. She IS my sister."
He nodded his head. "Okay, if that's what you want."
"You're a philanthropist, Jeremy -- very rich, and always giving
away money. Aren't you worried about giving away TOO much? I mean,
you're usually giving extra bonuses to your employees, you send
thousands of dollars to the children's hospital each month and always
give the homeless people in the park some money."
"I'm not worried about giving away ALL my money, if that's what you
mean," he told her. "My business is very profitable and I have over a
million dollars invested in savings bonds, which I'll cash in two years.
Plus, I will get lottery checks every year for the next 12 years. You
have to remember, winnings are paid out over a 20 year period. Hell, I
can't spend all my money. So, I give some of it to people and causes
who can really use it."
She smiled. "You're the poster child for those people who say that
it is impossible to win the lottery. What would you be like today, if
you hadn't won the lottery eight years ago?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "Well, hopefully I'd be married... to
you. But other than that, I'd probably be working at that TV station
downtown where I was an intern at in college. I remember that the boss
there really liked me. But once I won the lottery, I quit and started
living the high-life. Got a couple of good advisors, started a business
and worked my way to where I am now."
Lisa grinned. "Ashley, my sister, is so jealous of me. She thinks
that I have lunch at the polo club each day, shop at the most expensive
stores, go horseback riding at my leisure, spend countless hours at the
beach... She thinks I live life without a care in the world."
"Ashley is right about one thing," Jeremy said, matter-of-factly.
He smirked. "That you shop at the most expensive stores. I have to
pay for your credit cards."
Lisa giggled and gave her a husband a playful punch in the shoulder.
"I do not, Jeremy! Sometimes, but not all the time. I don't need all
those fancy clothes that those places sell except for special occasions.
Like that banquet we attended last month... that was a special occasion."
"It certainly was," he grinned. "You wore that black evening gown
and every man in the building could do nothing but stare at you. And,
I'm sure when you strip for those soldiers at the military base, they
won't be able to take their eyes off of you, either."
"What about the photographer for my shoot?" Lisa sneered. "I sure
hope he's not a pervert."
"I'll be there with you, sweetheart," Jeremy re-assured her. "I'll
see to it that the photographer will treat you in a businesslike manner.
If not, well... I'll just have you quit the shoot... and then the club
manager will be mighty angry at the photographer. But, Tom the manager
is a good man. He's a good friend of mine, and I'm sure he has set you
up with the best photographer in the city. I'm quite positive that he
has nothing but the best lined up for you -- his most popular, and
valuable, stripper. Why would he take the chance of setting you up
with a loser? Doesn't make business sense on his end."
"I hope you're right," Lisa said. "I am really looking forward to
my first modeling job and want to go through with it. I don't want to
have to quit because of some pervert."
"Don't worry, sweetheart," he told her. "Everything will turn out
fine. By this time next week, the club will be selling posters of you.
Just think... a lot of men will probably jack-off to posters of you on
their bedroom wall each and every night."
"Wow!" she joked. "What an uplifting thought!"
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