We had just left the house for a night out at a local strip club my wife and I like to go too, when my cell rang, "Hello?"
"Bill, it's Marge; the alarm is going off over at the store. I've called the police and I'm leaving now. Can you meet me there?"
"Hold on," I put the phone on my chest, "Babe, it's my sister Marge, she says the alarm is going off at the store and wants me to meet her there. It's probably just a false alarm again, but why don't I drop you at the club and I'll come there in a little while, ok?"
She nodded and smiled at him, "Sure honey, be careful though."
Nodding to her I told my sister that I'd be there in a little while. As I pulled in the lot I bent over and kissed her then pinched her nipple, "If you go in the private room leave word for me to be able to join you."
She laughed because we never went into a private room to have a dancer perform for just us before, "I might and I might not, depends on how hot she is!"
"You better go or we'll be arrested for fucking in the parking lot, you look fantastic by the way!" she kissed me and waved as she went inside swaying her hips while I watched.
Shirley was wearing my favorite outfit tonight. She had on a loose open top that showed off her ample cleavage letting her breasts sway and jiggle with each step. Her mini skirt was snug across her tight ass and the three inch heels made her shapely legs very lickable. I knew she would get a lot of attention as a single woman walking in there and hoped the guys were behaving themselves tonight or Bruce the bouncer was going to be busy.
After dealing with the non-emergency at the store I came back and decided to watch her from a distance to see what kind of reaction she was getting. I finally spotted her sitting at center stage while a tall buxom blond was sitting in front of her with her legs wide open and her hands rubbing her crotch. Shirley was leaning her elbows on the bar sipping a drink and staring at the girls hands. I could see her crossing and re-crossing her legs and could only imagine how wet her pussy was. She had never been with another woman and when we talked about a threesome she would turn into a sex maniac fucking me silly.
The blond finished her act and as Shirley slipped some cash in her G-string at the crotch the blond bent forward and kissed her mouth. It looked like they played tongue hockey because it wasn't a brief kiss. When Shirley sat back she took out the straw and slugged the drink back draining the glass then waved for another.
I decided to see if we might get a private dance from the blond, just to see where it might lead. Getting Bruce's attention he came over and shook my hand, "Hey Bill! I've been keeping an eye on Shirley for you she said you would be in later."
"Hey Bruce, thanks. Who's the blond kissing her by the way? She's hot!"
Grinning he shrugged and laughed, "I wouldn't kick her out of bed for eating crackers! She's the new girl just started last week, her names Bobby Jean, but we all call her Jean. Why, you two finally ready for a private party, because I can tell you she'd be just the right one for it."
We talked about how much and where, after agreeing to the conditions I asked if the girls were allowed to do more than dance.
"Not on the premises, but if she wants to go home with you guys then anything goes. Want me to set the room up?"
"Definitely, let me get Shirley," just as I got behind her a short guy with thinning hair sat next to her and put his hand on her thigh.
The girls were between sets so I heard their conversation clearly.
"Hey honey, nobody to sit with you? I can't believe a woman as beautiful as you is sitting alone? My, your legs are silky smooth!" his hand crept up under the edge of her skirt as his eyes stared at her large tits.
I was about to tap her shoulder when she saw me in the mirror and smiled. Turning to him she opened her legs and pulled his hand onto her naked shaved pussy, it had to be soaked from the dancer, "Oh baby, do you feel my pussy?"
He swallowed and tried to push his hand further.
Bending down she said in his ear load enough for me to hear, "Sorry stud, but only my husband and maybe tonight another girl have been allowed to touch it, sorry!" turning to me she pulled his hand from under her skirt, "Hey baby, my new friend wanted to touch the goods."
Looking at him as he shrank away, "Oh really?" he smiled and quickly left us alone.
Leaning next to her ear, "Now he's going to have to jerk off in the men's room, aren't you ashamed of how you treated the little toad?"
Giggling she kissed my cheek, "I could go help him if you want to watch?"
I rubbed my chin, "Nah, I set up a private room for us tonight with the blond you were shamelessly trading spit with."
Pressing her body against me she reached down and rubbed my hardening cock, "Ooo, you watched us didn't you? It feels like it liked to see me kissing a girl, he's getting all nice and hard for me just the way I love it!"
Bruce motioned us to follow him down the hall to the private room. He opened the door and gave me the thumbs up with a big grin.
Shirley apparently was a little drunk because she kissed his cheek, "Thank you Brucey!"
He looked at me and shrugged.
The room was quiet and dimly lighted but our eyes soon adjusted to it. A waitress knocked and we told her to come in. She had magnificent naked breasts with dark pointed nipples and a tight little ass with a tiny thong covering her pussy.
"Hi guys! What can I get for you tonight?"
We gave her our orders and while we waited Shirley kept rubbing my dick through my pants, "Well baby we finally get to have a private dancer! Are you as excited as I am?"
"If you keep rubbing my cock it may be too late when she arrives!"
