We headed for the club and by the time we got there I was riding my emotional roller coaster. On the "up" side I was anticipating what the night promised. On the "down" side I was feeling very guilty knowing that whatever I did was not in keeping with what I knew Lee really would have liked. I finally consoled myself with the fact that Lee, for all practical purposes, had given me his blessings. Never-the-less, I resolved to try and stay with Lee as much as possible and not to get involved with anyone tonight.
When we went in, Ray led us to our table and we all sat through the show that was in progress. I was shocked when the show ended and Lee got up and told us to enjoy ourselves that it was playtime and he was looking for something strange. That hit me in the pit of my stomach again. Was he going out looking for a chance to get laid? Well, two can play the game and I guess he had decided to join in. I still didn't like it. I just haven't been able to put this new personality in its right place. But, how can I expect Lee to sit idly by while I engage in wild forbidden sex? Obviously I can't.
One of the things that had hurt is that last night I had carried the suspicion that the reason Lee didn't want to leave early was because he was on a mission of his own; that he wanted to get it on with that dancer. Obviously I was wrong. He just hadn't understood what was happening in me and thought everything would be just fine. Maybe if I had known there were no ulterior motives on his part I would or could have controlled myself better or been more forceful in letting him know what I was feeling. I thought I had done all I could, but it's water under the bridge now.
Lee had hardly disappeared from my view when I heard a familiar voice, it was Walter. He stepped up, smiled, and asked if I would like to join him for another manager's special. I kissed him on the cheek and told him not yet. He chuckled and said it was available any time but that is not why he had come over. Then he asked if I would come to his office immediately after the next show. I asked what for and he told me not to worry but he had a special request he would like to talk to me about. I agreed to be there.
I looked for Charlie but couldn't find him I was somewhat disappointed that he apparently hadn't come tonight. A very attractive male specimen asked me to dance and I accepted. As we danced I determined that all he was after was a pussy and he was very immature in his conversation. I was glad when the dance ended.
Next Ray came to me and we danced. Ray didn't take long to exploit my dress by unbuttoning the top two buttons and massaging my tits through the thin fabric of my bra. I was beginning to get in the mood when the music stopped and the next show was announced. My eyes lit up when "Our buxom Marsha" and "Favorite Stud Charlie" were announced. Sure enough, it was Charlie and he put on a real show with Marsha who sported a pair of large, beautiful, non-sagging tits that defied gravity. After the show I wanted to find Charlie but remembered I had promised to see Walter.
I went to the office and Walter greeted me with a kiss and a little slip of the tongue. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Walter told me he didn't want to waste my time sitting in an office when I could be out enjoying myself. He started to explain the entertainment and I told him I had been informed that it was all volunteer. He didn't go further with the explanation and got to the point. He said, "I told you I had a special request. However the request is really from another member. Do you remember Trent?
I thought for a moment and then connected the name with the good looking black stud. I responded that I certainly did remember Trent.
Walter then continued, "He saw the 'manager's special' on the dance floor last night and was impressed with you. He asked me to ask you if you would consider doing the 3 a.m. show with him tonight. The partner he had signed up with was sick and wouldn't be there."
I was flabbergasted, I couldn't breathe and I had to sit down. Walter told me there was no pressure and it was strictly up to me. I started to breathe again and a myriad thoughts and feelings coursed through my mind and body. I knew the 3 a.m. show was one of the premier shows of the night. Could I perform on stage? If I did, what would it do to Lee? Could this be the straw that breaks up our marriage? These questions and many more were seeking answers and at the same time.
In reality, I could hardly contain my desire to do the show. I just didn't know what to say. Finally I asked how soon I had to decide. Walter told me I had until the beginning of the next show (45 minutes). I told him I would let him know, and started to leave. Then I stopped and asked if I could meet Trent.
Walter got Trent to the office in a just a few minutes and introduced us. Not only was Trent a fantastic physical specimen, he was also a perfect gentleman. I told him I had never performed before and didn't know if I should. He assured me that after what he saw last night, I was a natural.
I asked if he could layout a script and tell me specifically what we would do. He described the show he had envisioned. It included foreplay, oral and possibly anal sex. It sounded exciting but I informed him that I didn't do anal. He was alright with that. We parted and I had approximately 30 minutes to make my decision.
I went looking for Lee. I knew that I must talk to him first. After 15 minutes of searching and asking about Lee I was getting frustrated. Inside I wanted to have the experience. But, I needed to prepare Lee and if necessary turn the offer down.
Just as I was about to give up and tell Walter that I couldn't, Ray came to me and told me where to find Lee. I went where Ray indicated and was greeted with a sight I was totally unprepared for. Lee and Leslie (the brunette who performed with Trent last night) were heavily involved. She was stroking his cock and he had his face buried in her boobs and his finger in her pussy. There was no doubt where this was going. At first I was appalled and hurt. Then I asked myself again if I was expecting him to stand by while I did my thing? Obviously I couldn't ask that, but it did hurt to actually see my Lee involved with another woman. And now I knew why Lee said he couldn't watch.
My first impulse was to walk in on them and break up the foreplay. Then I thought that I couldn't interfere if I was going to continue with my playing around. With that, I took one more longing look at my husband and walked away. I then reasoned that if Lee was joining in that he wouldn't stop me from doing the show. I went to Walter's office and since he wasn't in the office, I left a note that I would do the show. Returning to our table, Walter found me a few minutes later.
He told me to be back stage at 2:45.
Yvonne heard him and asked if I was going on-stage? I blushed and acknowledged that I was. She asked when and I told her at three. She said, "Wow, you have gotten to celebrity status in a hurry."
I blushed and told her, not really, I was just a substitute.
She laughed and chimed out, "Yeah, Right. Who are you "substituting for?"
I told her I didn't know.
So, she asked, "Well then who are you substituting with?"
