Paige scurried back to the dressing room; money in hand. She had just "finished" with a customer in the private VIP area. A high level politico, code named Grammer shot his full load onto Paige's tits as she pegged him from beneath while wearing a strap-on. She stuffed the two G's into her purse before she had a shower to wash off his cum.
"Holy fuck! That's a pretty huge load for an old guy!" Paige thought as she soaped herself. "But I wonder why he didn't ask for Santana?"
Drying off, she spotted Santana. She walked over to her to ask. Santana turned around and saw the still naked Paige. Both her breathing and her cock immediately started to get hard. "OMG, girl. Look what you're doing to me!"
Paige stared down at the shemale's erection. "Can I touch it?"
Santana nodded.
Paige wrapped her hand around her girth. It felt different than a guy's dick but was nice in her hand. Paige knelt down and as she took it into her mouth, Santana rocked back and forth feeding her more and more of it until it was all gone. "Oh fuck, Paige! You're a pro!"
The two continued until Nicole, one of the other dancers and Christina the girls' manager walked in. Nicole quipped. "Holy shit, Santana! It didn't take you long to corrupt the new girl did it?"
"Okay you two. Cut it out! We have customers out there." Christina scolded the two of them. "Go earn some money!"
As the two of them finished getting ready, Paige asked Santana about Grammer. "Oh. Well apparently while he loves being rimmed and pegged by the girls, he keeps saying he's not gay and so... Oh well, his loss!"
That was Paige's first night. She reported her observations of comings and goings at the club to her handler going on now for a couple of months. She had become a regular and a favourite for a number of high ranking members, both red and blue. She was able to coerce information from them and they thought nothing of telling her secrets they wouldn't tell their wives. "She just a dumb stripper who pretends to be interested. Who is she going to tell?"
"Rebecca, Emily and Santana. Please come to my office." Gio called out. They all followed and Santana closed the door behind them. Emily started taking off her clothes thinking they'd have a threesome but Gio held his hand out to stop her. "Not today. So The Rube is having a Christmas get together and was asked to get some Christmas Elves to help out at the party. Of course, you'll be paid and the will supply the costumes and stuff. Next week on Thursday."
Sunday was Paige's day/evening off. Usually Paige would work although most of the patrons back at their homes, with the lesser popular girls were working, she had the opportunity to get closer to those who remained.
Paige opened the front door to her home. She was about to shout out but it seemed rather quiet. Closing and locking the door behind her, she carefully stirred about and listened for noise. Perking up one ear, she could make out some sort of thumping noise upstairs. As she creeped up the stairs, the noise level increased and came from her parent's room. Putting her ear to the door, Paige could make out female moaning noises along with some squeaking from the bed springs.
Paige giggled to herself. It wouldn't be the first time she's heard or walked in on her Elizabeth and Philip fucking. As quiet as she could, she returned downstairs only to be greeted by her mother coming in the front door. "Mom!"
"Oh hi Paige. I didn't realize you were coming home today." Elizabeth gave her daughter a warm hug. "I would have warned you that your dad might be busy with Mrs. Beeman."
"What? How..." Paige stammered in shock. "Dad and Mrs. Beeman? How long has... Does Mr. Beeman know?"
"You know, for an FBI agent, sometimes Stan can't figure stuff out." Elizabeth chuckled. "No, he doesn't know. Your dad has been fucking Sandra for a couple of months now, ever since she and Stan have been having issues. I told her what a great fuck your father is and I was willing to share... You know. Being a little more giving. Isn't that what Pastor Tim teaches you?"
"Fuck! Yes! Fuck! Fuck me, Philip. Fuck me hard. I'm... Uuuhhh...!" Screams from upstairs filled the hallway.
"Sounds like she's done. Dad will take a bit longer" Elizabeth. "Can you go over and tell Stan that Sandra is already here? They are staying for dinner. I'll set an extra plate for you."
A stunned Paige walked across the boulevard to the Beeman's place. Her visits had reduced over the number of months since she broke up with Matthew, their son. The horny, small dicked asshole was becoming too clingy and whiny. So when Paige told him to fuck off, he took off to attend university in Canada. Then, Stan the concerned dad, asked Paige what had happened. "I thought you guys were hitting it off?"
Paige tried to be diplomatic and said. "Well, things just didn't work out."
Stan pressed and inquired further. "Weren't you guys having sex?"
"Yeah." Paige gave Stan an eye roll. "His dick was too small."
"Yeah. He got that from his grandfather on Sandra's side." Stan unzipped his pants and let them drop to prove Matthew's lack of equipment wasn't his fault. Paige started visiting the Beeman's household a lot more.
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Stan just got out from the shower and was jerking off when the bell rang. He quickly wrapped his robe and scurried to answer the front door. Trying to keep his erection hidden, he was pleasantly surprised by the Jennings' daughter. "Oh hi, Paige! It's been a while."
"Hi Mr. Beeman." Smile Paige and entered. "Yeah, university makes it difficult to come home all the time."
Stan closed the door but didn't notice the sash getting caught in the jamb. When he move away, his robe opened up showing Paige he was naked beneath. His hard dick popped up and pointed directly at the young girl. Paige smile widened and dropped to her knees. His lack of sex with his wife Sandra didn't affect his hardness at all as she took him into her mouth.