She sipped her coffee slowly. It was very hot, the liquid causing her lips to tingle with every sip.
Her mind wandered back to the last time her lips down below had tingled.
It had been way too long.
Rinsing her cup in the sink, she dried her hands, then walked to the bathroom. Shane was away on business, and the final arrow had been shot into her heart when she received word from the investigator she had hired to follow him.
Her suspicions were confirmed. Shane was screwing another woman interstate every time he went there for business.
Julie was not angry. She was hurt and frustrated.
What she craved was the tingling again. When they were younger Shane had made her tingle often. He had a very talented tongue and a wonderful, although not overly large, cock, which she had fucked many, many times.
But somewhere along the way their sex life lost the spark. She stopped wanting Shane, and he clearly was looking for something she did not offer.
As the water cascaded down across her face on onto her large breasts, she closed her eyes and fondled herself, remembering how she loved her big boobs being played with while she was being fucked.
An hour later Julie was climbing from the taxi, her heels clicking on the sidewalk as she approached the security guy controlling the crowd. An attractive woman in her late thirties, Julie oozed class compared to the younger girls in the waiting line, dressed with more makeup, less material and less class. The main sitting in the security control room spotted her before she even got into the waiting line. Reaching for his two way, he spoke.
"Back of the queue. Blonde with the black top and nice tits. VIP room, drink card, my personal booth."
Placing his radio back on the desk, he glanced back to the screen and watched as Ramon followed his orders.
Julie straightened her skirt, adjusted her top and prepared to wait until she was at the front of the queue to enter the club. Shane and her had been here once, and they had danced for hours, before heading home and making love, the wild, passionate love she was now craving.
"Ma'am. Please follow me," said, Ramon, his deep voice and massive frame startling Julie at first. "This way. Mr Lucas has asked me to show you inside."
Julie was a little embarrassed, as the younger patrons all waiting in the queue wondered why she was being given such a privilege.
"Umm, why me? Who is Mr. Lucas?" she asked as the large man escorted her through the waiting crowd and into the club.
The big man said nothing.
Julie followed him through the crowded club until they came to a heavy door, where he spoke into his headpiece.
"Jamon. Mr. Lucas's guest."
Julie wondered where they were heading, but she felt somehow safe following the big man. The door opened and an amazing looking woman greeted them. She was well over six ffet tall, wearing thigh high black boots and a strange looking leotard costume. As she showed Julie inside, she turned and lead her into a small corridor, her bottom covered by only the thong bottom of the leotard. Julie noticed her buns were amazingly tight, and her body bronzed all over as she walked her down the small hallway towards another door at the end.
"Chanelle," the woman spoke into her own mouthpiece.
Inside the second door, the woman showed Julie through, before leaving her and closing the second door. The man who had opened the door welcomed her, and she walked inside, realising she must have been in the VIP section of the club.
All around her were small booths, and the man showed her to a booth right at the very front of the room, with a perfect view of a small stage where a woman was performing a dance routine. She was topless, and her bottom was covered only with a leopardskin thong and boots. The music was loud and fast, and she was thrashing around as the crowd watched, danced and partied. As she sat down in the fancy booth, a waitress arrived.
"What can I get you, ma'am? Drink? Food?"
Julie was a little startled, as two minutes ago she was standing outside expecting to wait in the queue, and now here she was seated in the VIP room, in a luxury booth, and being offered drinks and food.
"Umm. I'll have a glass of champagne, please."
The waitress smiled and walked off.
Julie continued to look around the room. She had never been in a VIP section anywhere before, and she liked what she saw. The people were gorgeous, men and women. Their clothes were flashy, and the room itself was completely over the top, luxurious.
In his office Paul Lucas checked the CCTV above his booth, and liked what he saw. The woman was hot, and the angle of the camera allowed him a wonderful view down the front of her top to those amazing boobs. Her cleavage was sensational, and he gave his crotch a slight rub as his cock hardened.
Julie's drink arrived and she sipped at the bubbly liquid, sitting back and admiring a pair of males dancing together. She wondered if they might be gay, but then dismissed it as irrelevant. She simply enjoyed watching them move together to the beat of the music, clearly enjoying themselves.
As she finished her champagne, a man approached, and Julie looked at him. He was older, quite a bit older than her, and he oozed money. His watch was a Tag Heuer, and he had gold chains round his neck and rings on his fingers. He was wearing lightly shaded sunglasses, and his head was completely bald. Julie guessed he was fifty or more, but she smiled as he confidently sat in the booth next to her.
"Can I get you another Bollinger?" he asked.
Julie didn't know what that was, but not wanting to appear naive, she said, "Yes, thank you."
The man clicked his fingers and within seconds one of the waitresses appeared and he ordered two 'Bollingers'.
He then faced Julie again and offered his hand, "I am Ziggy, my dear. An you, you are the most beautiful woman I have seen in this club in many months."
Julie blushed.
"Well, I am sure that's not true, but thank you. My name is Julie."
The two chatted for a few minutes and sipped their champagnes, before Ziggy asked Julie to dance.
"I'm not very good," she said, but followed Ziggy onto the dance floor as he lead her by the hand.
Once there, Julie enjoyed dancing with the older man. He was taller than her, and he moved well. He even dropped a hand to her hip as the music slowed and Julie found herself relaxing and enjoying the company of the stranger. As the music continued, she found herself leaning forward as she had always done with Shane , nuzzling her shoulder into his. She closed her eyes and swayed to the rhythm, enjoying the warmth, and as the effect of the champagne started to go to her head, she even pushed her ample boobs into Ziggy's chest a little. He responded silently, his right hand lowering from her hip to her buttock, giving it a nice slow rub, before he took a firm grip and pulled her body to him even further. Initially she pushed back against him a little, not wanting to appear to keen, but as his hand continued to rub her bottom gently through her dress, she felt the outline of his swelling penis press into her stomach, and she gave herself momentarily to the eroticness of their dancing.
It had been so long since a man had held her this way, and she enjoyed the feeling of warmth that was surging through her loins.
They danced a few more songs, and Ziggy was starting to rub himself against Julie, and she was shocked at the size of the hard cock that was pushing into her as they moved together. Shane had always satisfied her, but she found herself wondering what it might be like to touch the bigger cock.
Suddenly she remembered where she was, and she stepped back from Ziggy.
"I'm sorry. I was getting a little carried away. Please excuse me," she said, turning then sitting back down in the booth, her mind full of mixed thoughts and feelings.
A moment later Ziggy came to the booth.
"Was it something I said, or did, my dear?" He seemed genuine in his concern, his lovely blue eyes cast down upon her.
"No, no, not at all. I was totally enjoying myself," she said. "It's just that my husband is away on business and.......well, things have not been the best between us lately."
"AAaaaaaaa. I see. I understand. Would you like some time alone? I will return later to see if you are ok?"
With that he was gone, and Julie found herself torn between wanting to dance again with the stranger, and not wanting to seem to sexually in need!
She ordered another champagne, and when it came, she gulped it down as the stage show in front of her warmed up. A woman and a man were on stage, nearly naked, and they were dancing very sexually in front of the crowded VIP room. The man removed the woman's top, and her boobs spilled out for all to see, and as they did so, the man took a nipple in his mouth and sucked it, hard, right in front of everyone!
