- Relax, Ol! - smiled her lover, - here is a decent place. Sex is strictly prohibited. They went in private. All the same, that on the stage, only in a separate booth and with full nudity.

Alexey moved closer to her and, without ceremony, ran his hand under her dress.

- ABOUT! Yes, you are flowing in full! - He exclaimed quite, feeling for the large petals of her pussy, swollen and abundantly moist from excitement.

His finger slid easily inside. Olga instantly spread her legs. In just a couple of his movements, she prayed:

- Honey, more, please! I'll finish now! Oh, fuck! Just a little bitch!

Alex abruptly took his finger out of her pussy. According to the small cuts that had begun, he, an experienced male who had used up several dozen women, realized that Olga was really on the verge of an orgasm. After he withdrew his hand, she tried to finish the case on her own, but he roughly grabbed it.

- Not now, Olya! We did not have enough for you to sprinkle the sofa!

Olga sharply brought her legs together, crossed her arms over her chest and pursed her lips.

- Bitch, fuck! I'll go then in the toilet finish! She hissed.

- Sit, I said! - in an iron tone said Alex.

A hard order had a sobering effect on her. She was not going to talk over to her man. “Still, this is not a husband! He is always by the side, but where will I find such a fucker ?! ”- Olga thought. Aleksey, meanwhile, changed his wrath to mercy.

- Be patient. A long-time friend and business partner came to me. Can't we leave him alone ?! Sit a little more. And then I'll fuck your ass till the morning, I promise!

- I catch the word! - still angry, but Olga said softer.

In order to distract herself, she plunged into the study of the menu of the club services. In addition to privates, there were other “available options” on the table. One of the points, for example, allowed a guest to eat fruits from a naked body of a dancer or a waitress to choose from. One of the most expensive positions was the so-called “firing”. Olga guessed that this word indicated the banal removal of a girl for later sex outside the club. Apparently, the ultimate goal of tonight, Vladimir was exactly that.

Soon the capital guest himself appeared. The red strip did not accompany him. He sank down on the sofa. Alexey asked briefly:

- Well, how?

- At C grade, - Vladimir shook his head, - there is a lot of squeak, there is little wool. Teach them, the young, "know the value of yourself." When on stage - so straight goddess! And one-on-one, it turns out, shy, touchy. Right girl pripevochka! - he grinned, - and sat through the whole dance, hands at the seams!

“It happens,” Alexey sympathized.

- What do you think about this, Olya? - Vladimir addressed her.

She did not quite understand the essence of the question. Besides, she was already rather annoyed by much of what was happening. The men discussed in her presence the features of the strippers, and she herself wanted attention, and a completely definite sense.

“I don’t think about it,” she answered defiantly and added, “I want to dance.”

Olga pressed the admin call button. Less than a minute later, the girl who met them at the entrance approached. Olga showed her the menu and pointed at one of the lines.

“Girl, we would like to order this item:“ Guest strip on stage, ”she said.

- Well! Great choice! - the girl happily responded and took turns looking at Alexey and Vladimir, - who of the men will go dancing?

- No one! - Olga interrupted immediately, - I will dance.

The administrator for a moment hesitated.

- You know, actually this menu item is designed for men ...

Olga was not taken aback. She took off the table is still an impressive stack of bills laid out by Vladimir, and handed it to the girl.

- And if for an additional fee? - Olga asked.She did not know how much money she had in her hand, but guessed that the amount was many times higher than the price indicated in the menu.

The administrator looked at the money with an experienced look and answered without recounting:

- I think I can settle this issue with the general manager! Please come with me. Choose a song.

- At your discretion, - Olga responded, getting up

Taking the administrative girl by the hand, she turned to the silent men and blew them a kiss.

- Do not miss, boys! - She sang playfully. Alexey and Vladimir only exchanged glances ...

***

- Gentlemen! We interrupt our show for a special message!

While the DJ was saying these words, the administrator led Olga to the end of the stage. There were several small steps. The girl told her DJ her name (Olga didn’t even think of being named any other way) and said that she could go out immediately after announcing her dance.

- Today in our club is a unique event! We were visited by a wonderful guest who wished to perform a solo number on the stage! Not once in the history of our place have visitors come to this scene! So let's welcome this brave girl. Meet: crazy and hot! Oh-oh-olga-a-!

Applause drowned in the sounds of music. Not remembering herself from excitement, Olga was in the middle of the stage next to the pole. A couple of times she walked around him, shaking her hips. In fact, she didn’t really know what to do. She stopped and peered into the hall. Dozens of men's eyes were looking at her. Their expression was different, but they all agreed on one thing: all the men present with interest and impatience waited when this girl, not being an employee of the club, who wished to fulfill her number, would finally undress under their greedy looks.

Feelings flooded Olga! The attention directed at her did not just excite — it drove her crazy. She did not feel shy and timid. For a while, even the desire for sex has receded. I wanted only one thing: to fully open up before all these men, to demonstrate not so much the body, as my own fucking essence. Striptease involves gradual undressing of the dancer. During the number, the girl should tease a man, inflaming his desire. But Olga was not going to tease anyone. She refused sex to her husband, setting his horns on the side. But she could not not justify the expectations of the extraneous men gathered here. Not really listening to the music, but feeling perfectly how on the inside of the thigh slowly creeping down drops of viscous moisture, Olga took both hands on the bottom of the dress and, under the approving shouts and whistles, in one quick movement pulled it over her head, remaining in some short black stockings and shoes in front of several dozen completely foreign men. Having publicly exposed, Olga lost not only the dress, but all the possible rational and moral brakes. The next second, she was already standing around the well-known knee-elbow posture, turning her protruding backside to the public, setting in with delight and gleaming in the hall with a bright scarlet anal strasse ...

Prodolzhenie follows.