An Unexpected Visitor 17

I first met Vicki when I was bartending at the tender age of 20 (weird local law that you could serve if you were 20 and a day, but not drink till you were 21), and she would come to wait on her boyfriend to finish up for the night. Tony was a great guy, had taught me a lot about being a bartender, and over the next couple years it became common for him to invite me over to watch football on Sunday afternoons. But Vicki? She was a goddess. About 5'3", long glorious jet black hair that shined in the spotlight, very large full breasts, tiny waist, and hips that just screamed to be held onto while you fucked her from behind. I figured that was never going to happen because Vicki and Tony seemed so close, so I was happy to just get to know her and hang out with the two of them.

After a couple of years, the place I was working at had started to die down and the money wasn't as good, so Tony had quit there and was working full time instead of part time at the strip club that Vicki danced in. Oh, did I forget to mention that Vicki was a stripper?

He called me up one day and said, "Hey man, the day time bartender just quit and I put in a word for you with Carol, get your ass down here and you've got the job"

I was in grad school at this point, so my days were pretty free and I could do with the cash. Luckily for me, the place was just down the street so I was there in 10 minutes.

Carol was a 6' tall blonde, former stripper herself who had taken over the management of the club. She was a no nonsense kind of woman and only had two questions for me. First, would I show up for my shifts, and two, could I keep my hands out of the till. I told her we'd get along just fine and the next thing I knew, I was behind the bar watching the lights dim as the first dancer came out. It helps to have friends in this world for sure.

Working at the club was fun, lots of cash to be made, and most of the girls were pretty easy to work with. Vicki worked days during the weeks and then weekend nights, so I got to know her pretty well when the club was slow. The girls would often sit at the bar when there weren't a lot of customers and we'd chat. So over the next couple years, Vicki and I spent quite a bit of time talking, but it was never flirty with her like it was with some of the other girls.

The first couple weeks, if I wasn't in the weeds, I'd watch the girls do their routines. In this club it was usually a two song set, the stripper would come out with tits and ass covered, dance around and strip off the top during the first song and then lose their bottoms to the second song. But after two weeks, I'd seen all these girls many many times, and like most everyone else who works in this industry, you get used to the naked state of the girls. It was not uncommon for one of them to come off stage, completely nude, carrying their tops and thongs and get a drink at the bar and chat with me for a minute if it was slow in the club. It's a different dynamic for sure.

Which brings me back to Vicki. We really got to know each other over the next few months because she often worked a lot of day time shifts. After about six months of working together, I was hanging out at Vicki and Tony's place one Sunday (Sunday being the one day we all always had off as the club was closed and Tony's day job was closed as well). Tony and I were watching a game and Vicki was in the kitchen. She didn't usually watch the game with us, but was often around, so that was not unusual. I'd been there about an hour, when she came by us while heading downstairs, looked directly at Tony and said,"I'm going to go lay down for a bit."

I didn't think anything of it, watching the tv and not really paying attention. About 10 minutes later we heard her call up, "Is anyone going to fuck me?" I looked at Tony and mouthed quietly, "Dude, do you need me to leave?"

He just looked at me and inclined his head towards the stairs. I didn't really know what to make of it. Was he asking if I wanted to go downstairs and fuck his girlfriend? I was 23 at the time, and while I had had plenty of sex, I had never been invited to play with a couple. This was super abrupt, I was inexperienced with the situation, stoned, and Tony was not talking. I didn't see this turning out well.

"You can fuck my ass!" we heard her call out again.

I couldn't help myself in my stoned state. I snorted laughter, trying to be quiet. The situation was unbelievable. A super hot chick was asking for someone to fuck her however they wanted, and I was torn between running downstairs and running out the door.

Tony still didn't say anything. I decided right then that this was a no go for me. Too many unknowns, and I had learned by this time, that when fucking the girls you work with, you had better make sure everything was cool before hand.

"Hey man, I'm going to get out of here and let you take care of business. I'll see you later this week."

Neither Tony nor Vickie ever said anything to me about that Sunday the following week or ever. Shortly afterwards, Vickie switched to a newly opened strip club on the other side of town and I rarely saw her. Every once in a while when a few of us would have the odd night off, we'd do a club run and meet up with people we used to work with (and would probably work with again). The club scene was small enough that after working in it for a couple years, you got to know most everyone so as people changed jobs, and new clubs opened, it was fun to do a club crawl and catch up on a night out.

So on those nights when we hit the club that Vickie danced at, it was nice to see her. I'd always go up to tip her when she was on stage and she would come down after her set and talk to us. There wasn't anything awkward between us and over time I completely forgot about the odd Sunday.

In the meantime, I would still spend Sunday afternoon at Tony and Vicki's place a couple of times a month, so I saw her occasionally, but she usually wasn't there or went out shortly after I got there. Often it would just be a "hi, how are you doing?" as I was coming in and she was going out.

Then one Sunday during the NFL playoffs the following year, Tony called.

"Yo, I just got a delivery from my pot guy, want to come over and try it out while the game is on?"

I was just chilling at home, so why not? "Yeah, I'll be there shortly, need me to bring anything?

"Nah, you're all good, game starts at 2:30."

I got over to Tony and Vickie's place, settled into the couch and he packed a bowl. It was super fine, we shared back and forth, and watched the game. Vickie didn't usually partake and instead was cooking a meal for us to share. Around halftime, Vickie called us into the kitchen/dining area and said,"It's ready boys, come on."

It was great, but then again, I was still stoned and rarely had a home cooked meal, so anyone cooking for me was a treat.

"This is great Vickie, thanks for doing this."

"It's no problem, it's nice when we all have a day off to actually cook instead of grabbing something between shifts."

"Yeah, working doubles six days a week puts a crimp in having time at home to cook, I don't even bother getting groceries, they'd just go bad. I'm actually really tired of eating out. I do have tomorrow off shockingly enough."

Vickie looked at me, then at Tony, who was focused on his plate, and said, "that's nice to have a day off. I was thinking about taking tomorrow off and getting some things done. It's always slow on Monday."

"True, the only reason I work Monday's at all is so I can work the rest of the week for real." Which was true, Monday's were really working for pennies per hour, but the rest of the week usually paid out nicely.

I didn't think any more of her comment until the next day when there was a knock on my door in the middle of the afternoon. At the time, I was living in an old historic house that had been converted into apartments recently and I had one of the places on the third floor. No security at the front door, it was a pretty good neighborhood, so anyone could come to your door if they knew where you lived. When I was at home, I usually just wore cotton gym shorts and a comfy t-shirt, the landlord controlled the heating and air and it was usually hot in the winter and hot in the summer, so I got used to being mostly naked at home just to stay comfortable.

When I heard the door I was a bit surprised, because I was not expecting anyone. Even though this was long before cellphones were common, people usually gave me a call before coming over as I was usually working. I was not used to entertaining, the kitchen was bare, just some drinks in the fridge and a pretty well stocked bar (since I was never home to drink it!). I looked through the security eyehole and there was Vicki. I was a bit surprised as Tony and her had only been over to my place once before. I opened the door and said,"Hey what's going on girl?"

She had a funny look on her face like she was a bit embarrassed, but she squared her shoulders and said,"I'm heading into work in a bit, but I was wondering if you could help me out?"

"Of course, come on in, what do you need?"

I held the door open for her and she brushed by me, I could smell her scent, still can when I think of it, a little musky, just a hint of sweetness on top, but some spice underneath. I never figured out what it was, but when I catch a scent of it out in public, it makes my head turn.

"I know you're good at giving massages, and I've got a real kink in my back."

"That won't be good if you've got to dance today. I can help work that out Vicki."

I had often given girls a back rub at work between shifts if they were having trouble and apparently I was known for having good hands, without being too handsy.

But... this was at home, and totally unexpected.

"Just head on to the bedroom while I grab some oil."

She moved into the bedroom while I grabbed some almond oil from the bathroom. As I walked into the bedroom, I was greeted by the sight of her facing away from me taking her top off, her long black hair cascading down her back as the shirt cleared her head. "Could you unsnap my bra for me?

I sat the bottle of oil down on the nightstand and put my hands on her back. Feeling the softness of her, her perfume became stronger this close, all kinds of buttons were being pushed in my brain. I moved her thick hair to the side and deftly unhooked her bra. Don't think I'm bragging, when it's full daylight and you can see what you're doing, a bra isn't that hard to unsnap! I was still glad that I hadn't fumbled the operation though. Her bra followed her shirt onto the chair by the bed. Her ass bumped into my crotch as she leaned over to push her pants down her legs. It was a hell of a sight to see her bright red thong wedged between her ass, which was pushed against me. Her wide hips splayed even further as she stepped out of her pants and straightened, tossing them on the chair as well.

"Let me pull down the comforter and then you can get yourself comfortable," I said as I moved past her to turn down the sheets. I was super glad that I had changed the sheets yesterday morning, Sunday being the one day that I had to get housework down. I turned around and saw her standing there, a vision, just the thongs on, her long hair coming down in front to brush the tops of her nipples. She had gorgeous full breasts, medium sized areola that had a nice contrast to her milky white skin and deep pink nipples, about as big as the end of my pinky finger. Her stomach was super toned from dancing all the time, a diamond stud in her belly button. I'm sure she noticed my giving her a long head to toe once over, but she just smiled and laid face down on the bed, with her arms stretched out over her head.

I started warming some oil in my hands and asked her, "Where is it tight?"

She reached back and slightly muffled from the pillow, pointed from between her shoulder blades, "From here to my lower back, Will. Thank you so much for doing this."

My hands and the oil were warm at this point, so I reached over and started working on her shoulders, using my thumbs to really get at the knots, my finger and palms to work her back. I had a queen bed and she was in the middle, so I was having trouble really getting her right side.

"Do you mind if I get on top?"

She laughed, "I was wondering if you would, seems a lot easier."

I got on, and slowly put my legs over hers, so much easier to reach her shoulder blades and work my way down her spine. As I did so, my cock was starting to run against her ass and was quickly waking up to the fact that there was an incredibly sexy woman on my bed and under me. Her scent was mixing with the almond oil, but I swear I was picking up a new scent as well. She started groaning when I found those muscles that run down your spine. I could understand why, she was tight on both sides.

"What were you doing? Baling hay? Your back is super tight."

"I don't know, but whatever you're doing, keep doing it, I feel so much better."

After 10 minutes or so, her muscles were finally starting to unwind and Vicki was just softly sighing as I continued to work my way up and down her back. I had reached her hips by now and I asked, "Do you want me to do your hips and legs too?"

"Please, hold on a sec," and she reached down between us to push her thong down, "Could you take this off the rest of the way? I don't want oil on it"

I wiped my hands on the towel and got off the bed. It was erotic to take her thong the rest of the way down her thighs and off over her little feet. I tossed them on the chair, completing the set. Vicki was gorgeous on the bed, naked, legs slightly spread, waiting on my touch. I warmed oil in my hands and started on a foot, lifting it up so I could really massage it, each toe, then instep, ball and ankle, before working down her calf to her knee. As I worked up the backside of her thigh she parted her thighs to allow my hand to massage as much as possible.

I worked up her thigh, then over her ass cheeks. Rubbing, kneading those strong muscles, watching as she spread her thighs a bit more, and with every push and pull, her pussy and ass were coming into view. I worked down her other leg, but I was rock hard at this point. It was pretty obvious that she wanted me to see her pussy and ass at this point as her legs were spread out, pointing in a V straight to her cunt. I was standing at the end of the bed, and I said,"It's really hot in here, mind if I take off my shirt?"

"Do what you need to do Will, whatever makes you happy."

I pulled my shirt off and dropped my shorts, freeing my cock. I ran a hand up each of her legs as I got on the bed, straddling her legs as I worked up over her ass, walking my hands and body up hers till I was kneeling over her ass. I lowered myself down on her ass, my cock nestling between her cheeks, pointing towards the small of her back and I heard her sigh and she slowly moved against me. I massaged her shoulders and then moving one hand to her neck and massaging it, I leaned over her to whisper in her ear, "What did you really come for today?"

She rocked her ass against my cock and just moaned. "I need you to say it and why. I'm not fucking another man's girl without a very good reason."

"I'm here, naked in your bed, don't you want me," she moaned as she continued sliding her ass along the length of my cock.

"I think you can feel how much I want you, but I need to know why you're here and what Tony knows about it."

She reached back with one hand and pulled me tighter against her. The oil had left her skin slippery and the feel of my cock in the cleft of her ass was amazing as she slowly rocked back and forth.

"He hasn't fucked me in months. I don't think his dick works any more because of all the pot he smokes. That's why I told him to send you down to me last year. Then you left and never said anything..." she broke off almost sobbing, but still sliding her ass back and forth under me.

She was making me leak precum onto the small of her back at this point and my brain was switching over to pure lust, but when I heard those words I was brought back to the odd scene last year. "He never said what you wanted or what he wanted, so I left. I didn't want to fuck up our relationship by jumping into something I wasn't sure of. You know I've always thought you were hot as fuck Vicki."

"Then take me now. Do what you want, but I need to feel wanted, fucked, filled."

"So I'm free to do what I want with you?"

"Yes, anything you want. I just need to feel... needed."

I pressed my body down, feeling her ass clench around my cock, letting her feel my weight on her, and whispered in her ear, "It sounds like you're just using me, what am I getting out of it?"

"The chance to fuck me,... to use me, my pussy, my mouth,... my ass."

"If I'm going to do this, it's more than a fuck. I want to savor every part of you." I licked the nape of her neck, then kissed it, then caught her shoulder muscle in my teeth and bit down. I lifted up and told her,"Roll over my sweet little toy and look at me."

Vicki turned over while still beneath me, my cock leaving a trail of precum across her thigh. I scooped it up and brought it to her lips. I didn't even have to tell her, she just opened her mouth and sucked my finger in, closing her eyes for a minute as she moved her tongue over my finger.

I leaned down and kissed her mouth, my tongue tangling with hers, feeling her hands on the back of my head. I kissed her jaw, then her neck, inhaling her scent where it collected right behind her ear, my lips feeling her hair that was caught on her neck. Her hands running down my body, feeling me the way that I had just spent a long time feeling her.

Her lips and tongue were on my skin and I shivered when her tongue licked my earlobe before she sucked it into her mouth and I groaned out loud. My mouth moved down her chest, between her tits that I lifted from the sides with my hands, bringing first one and then the other nipple into my mouth. Sucking that hard nipple and her areola, like I was trying to get her whole breast in my mouth. Tasting the oil on her skin, the scent of it mixing with her natural scent, causing my cock to swell.

Feeling her hands tangled in my hair, urging me lower, I moved my lips and tongue down over her tits, giving her stomach little nips with my teeth before kissing her skin, alternating little bits of pain with pleasure.

She moaned as my lips finally reached her mons, waxed of course given her job, enjoying the smooth skin, so sensitive to my lips and tongue. I teased her a bit as I kissed my way to the juncture of her thigh and pussy, and Vicki responded by spreading her thighs wider. I watched her lips unfurl even further, and breathed in the scent of her pussy. She was dripping wet and I licked under her pussy, catching her fluids, relishing the taste of her. Vicki pulled my head into her tighter as I opened my mouth to kiss her whole pussy, sucking her lips into my mouth, gently parting her with my tongue, tasting her, inhaling her scent.

"Oh fuck Vicki, your pussy smells so fucking good and I love your taste." I pushed further into her cunt with my tongue, then moved up to circle her clit, before sucking it into my mouth. My hands had been under her ass, lifting her pussy up to me, but now I slipped my right hand up a bit and started sliding my thumb into her cunt. I loved the way her pussy felt, tight, wet and opening up for me..

My left hand reached up and held her breast, rolling the nipple between my fingers, pulling. Vicki grabbed my hand and brought it to her mouth, starting to suck the tips of my fingers one by one. When she got to my thumb, I thought I was going to cum right there. I couldn't wait any longer...

"Damn Vicki, that feels so fucking good. I need more..."