Dancing - Sexgeschichten

Dancing

... were a few, three or four ladies in booths around the club. Three men sat at tables surrounding the stage. Jack and Sandy sat next to a pool table. Jack dropped coins in the slot and racked the table. A woman appeared as the music started. She bumped, ground, dipped and unbuttoned her blouse. A turn and the blouse came off. Pasties covered her nipples. She danced with the beat two, three, five dollars appeared at the table. Sandy watched closely. The woman shed her skimpy skirt. At the next song more money appeared on the tables the woman made every effort to expose her intimate parts thru the thin fabric more money appeared. Sandy counted the money quickly as it disappeared. She poked at her pool ball. It didnt drop in the pocket. At the end of the third song the woman left the stage. She took her money and her break. Sandy finished the game.

Is that all there is to exotic dancing? She asked quietly.

Well. This is a fairly nice place. There are private clubs that are really classy joints and dives too. Why?

Lets see a dive because Ive never been to one.

Sure. Jack paid for the drinks as they left.

This is a dive. Jack opened the door. It was smoky, noisy, and dark and dirty. There were very few tables and one run down pool table. The stage was tiny and poorly lit. The woman was doing pretty much the same dance as the other and money was appearing on the table, though not as much and the men were dirtier, but it was there none the less.

Sandy watched ...

... intently as they sipped their drinks. And a private club?

They are more expensive, cover charges and all. Jack said. More like a cabaret joint.

It was on the ride home that Sandy let the why out. I called this Genesis agency out of curiosity. He said experience was not necessary. I made an appointment. Do you mind? Sandy asked holding her breath.

Jacks heart stopped instantly. His wife on stage? A thousand images ran through his mind in that instant. His wife on stage? He considered what a turn on!

No! Not at all. I am just surprised, really surprised. I mean you this is so just NOT you. Jack stammered.

I know. Sandys heart was in her throat. A very large part of her had hoped that Jack would demand her to stop such a thing.

Sandy stopped, glanced at Jack. Im not sure I can either but Im gonna try.

When?

Next Tuesday at eleven. Sandy spoke quietly. Can you take me? I think I need to know that its okay and that youll be there. Sandys voice was almost a whisper.

Sure. Jack said understanding not a bit of anything.

At eleven oclock Jack pulled up in front of the Genesis Agency. It was inconspicuous at a glance. Sandy tugged at the car door handle.

You ready for this? Jack asked.

No. Not at all. I want to hide. Sandys voice trembled.

Your choice. Get back in and well be on our way. Sandy stepped from the car.

No. Im gonna do this for me. She closed the door taking three quick steps to the front door.

Hello. My name is Sandy. I have an ...