This is my first submission here so please comment to tell me how I can improve, but be nice please.
Also, this work is completely fictional.
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LoriLeen
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The music was pumping through the speakers as women and men screamed and whistled for their favorite strippers on stage. It was a beautiful sound to Emma. She was the proud owner of "PeeCock", the biggest male strip club in the state. From the sounds of the audience she could tell who was on stage. Rowen and Simon. They always danced together and they always left her hot and horny. It was a shame they were gay.
Leaving her office, she went to watch them. It was art, moving poetry. Rowen was the taller of the two, reaching six foot seven, with black hair that shinned in the lights. His eyes were a startling blue that took her breath away when he looked at her. His abs were chiseled and rock hard. He was buff. Simon was the softer of the two. Being just as muscular, he had sandy blonde hair and warm chocolate eyes. He always seemed to be the "female" of the two, the less dominate.
They had always dressed to complement each other on stage and today was no different. No silly cowboys and Indian for them, but instead they were classy. For tonight's first dance they were in tuxedos, all black with the exception of the ties. Rowen's tie was a splash of color against the severe black shirt, it popped red. Simons was a light blue. Both of the ties matched the dancer in one form or another. It was a beautiful view.
And when they danced it was if they were making love on stage. Each touch was a caress, and each caress was choreographed to entice the customers and to play on their emotions. By the time their dance was done each woman and gay man in the club was drooling and close to tears from the beauty of their performance.
Finally their first song was over and they left the stage to change into costumes that covered less. When the break was over the men were back in their newest costumes, big black billowing capes that showed only small glimpses of skin as they moved. In a word it was a tease, a well played one.
Finally their last dance arrived, and just in time if her wet panties had anything to say about it. Her favorite song started pumping through the speakers and she knew the guys danced to it just for her. It was Simple Girl by IAMX.
Walking towards the stage she called a halt to the music. "Help me up on stage Ro." She said softly to Rowen. Once on stage she faced Simon and Rowen and gave them her most evil grin. Turning around she faced the audience. "How is everyone enjoying the show?" she called out to the audience and then waited for the crowd to settle down. "Tonight ladies and gentlemen I'm going to try something new. So tell me ladies, do these men make you wet?" Once again the crowd roared.
"Um Em?" Rowen said, "What exactly are you up to?" Both he and Simon knew that when she pulled a surprise out of her hat they were usually left hard and wanting. It was one of the reasons they loved her so much.
"Payback boys" She whispered over her shoulder to them. She loved giving them hell. They always did stuff like this to each other, at work and at home.
"Martin!" She yelled to her bouncer. "Get me some towels." While waiting for the towels she turned back to the guys. "This is how it is boys, you make me wet so now I'm returning the favor."
Simon and Rowen grinned to each other. They loved knowing that they turned her on. Now if only they could get her off, but she just saw them as gay not knowing that they were bi and that they loved her completely.
Stepping away Emma took the towels from Martin and spread them around the stage where no wood could be seen. She even situated the men close together and dared them to move under threat of death. After she was done she leaned down and whispered to Martin. Once again she waited while he quickly made his way through the crowd. It wasn't long before he was back with two trays loaded with Jello shots and a water gun.
"So ladies and gentlemen, this is what we are going to do. Instead of a dance from these guys, everyone in here will have this option. You can either take a jello shot off of their bodies or they can take one off of yours. Finally we will spray them down with water and they will finish up our night with a raunchy wet dance!!" The audience went wild again. "So if you will line up near the stage we will start the shots!!!! "
Everyone started crowding the stage. Meanwhile Emma turned back to her guys. "Get ready guys because you are about to be mauled." Laughing she left the stage to watch from the side lines.
"Oh Bloody Hell" Simon yelled as he was pushed from one woman to another. He was easily on his way to getting drunk. He would have to find a way to get even later, but for now he was having way too much fun watching Rowen take shots from between a skinny mans legs. It was hot to watch and his hard on was raging.
Finally after too many shots to count it was time for their last dance, full nudity dance, so they made a mutual decision to drive Emma crazy, by the time they all went home they wanted Emma hot and horny for them.
Rowen and Simon started dancing together, their bodies rubbing, their cocks swinging towards each other and their lips barely touching. Simon slid down Rowen's body and lay on the floor. Once on the floor he lifted one of his perfectly sculpted legs in the air. Rowen raised his cock and balls up and rested them on Simons arched foot. His balls rested perfectly on Simons toes. Simon wiggled his toes and caused Rowen's balls to wiggle. The audience cheered as they rolled around on his toes.
After a few moments later Rowen moved away from Simon and leaned down to kiss the foot that Simon left in the air and slowly work his way up Simon's leg stopping just short of his balls.
Emma sat at the bar and watched. Damn they were hot. She had never seen a couple more in love with each other, or any other men who made her instantly wet. She would be masturbating tonight with this dance in her mind.
Suddenly Rowen grabbed a handful of Simon's hair and pulled him roughly up. Emma loved it when they got rough. The kiss that followed would have made her swoon if she was receiving it. Man she wanted them both, or at least wanted to watch them both together.
Life was cruel.
Rowen and Simon walked into Emma's office later that night after closing and sat in on her desk. "So how'd we do love?" Simon asked leaning over her and stopping her from writing.
"So far we've pulled in $11,000, but I still need to count the bar till, that was just the cover charges and the restaurants take. I swear guys, every time you guys work I make mad cash. " she said with a grin. But honesty, who wouldn't pay to watch to major hotties make out on stage. "I'm still gonna be a few hours if ya'll wanna head on home."
"Easy love, your hick is showing." Simon said. Emma always hated her southern accent and he always took every chance possible to tease her on it, but in truth he loved the sound of her voice and the sexy accent.
Emma balled up a piece of paper and threw it at him making Rowen laugh at them both. Standing up he held his hand out to Simon. "Come on babe, we have unfinished business to take care of."
"Oh la la," Emma said and gave a whistle. "Stroke it once for me guys." Smiling she watched them walk away. They were just too cute together.
"You think we should wait for her?" Simon asked as they walked to the car. He had always wanted Emma sense he first saw her four years ago. They had just moved to America from England, both of them escaping family couldn't accept that they loved each other. Emma was the first person they met. She sat beside them on the plane on her way back home from vacation. Sitting beside each other they hit it off. One thing lead to another and next thing they knew they were all living together and working together. It had been wonderful. Rowen was taken with her too. He often spoke of her in loving ways, wanting to protect her. But most Alphas were that way.
Yeah, they were werewolves, and while they were mates to each other, Emma was the mate to both of them. That is why they left England, because werewolves were not gay, or so they said. But honestly they didn't care. If they didn't leave England they would have never met Emma.
