I had chosen my outfit very carefully that evening, which didn't make much sense considering how I would be dressed later.... or not.
He came in and sat down in the chair as he had been instructed to do. He took off his grey suit jacket, loosing his tie and opening the neck of his crisp white cotton shirt. He placed his hands on the arms of the chair remembering the rule, No touching the dancer.
I start the music "She Rides" by Soul Ballet as I enter the room dressed in a man tailor black business jacket suit that barely covered my black lace thong and pussy. The rest of the jacket barely covered the lace bra that I was wear to keep my breasts in check. I came out in 4 inch fuckme pumps and black silk tights finished out the emblem.
All dolled up and strutting my stuff, I danced into the room and over to him. Moving my body in waves, with seductive hip gyrations, I danced around the room. Come back around to face him I slowly bend my knees as I continued to sway my hips. I leaned forward to give him a good view of my barely encased breast.
His reaction was yummy. I could see the rise of his cock in his grey pants and I slowly licked my lips as I looked back into his lust filled eyes. MMMMMMMMMM. I dance backward maintaining eye contact with him as I did a series of body gyrations.
I pulled my black suit jacket in such away that he could see my ass in one turn and my black lace encased breasts in the next turn. Going into the next turned again, I open the jacket and showing him my barely there underwear that were barley holding things in place. . My nipple are huge and easy to see and as I shook my breasts at him .