Chapter 9

Brenda was doing her usual table serving after her latest stripper routine. She recognized the couple who wanted to be with her. She thought about turning away, but Jenna spotted her, waving her over.

“We loved your last stripper dance; it was very sexy. Did you really finger your pussy, or just pretend?” Jenna asked.

“It’s always real. I enjoy enticing the men, and the tips are good.”

“You certainly enticed us. I almost had Jeff fuck me here at our table, but we want to be with you more.”

“She wiped their table of water rings, not objecting to them going under her skirt, from and back to finder her pussy.

“As promised, here’s the 150,” Jenna said, placing three fifties on the table.

“Thank you,” she said, quickly picking up the money.

“I’m finished in ten minutes, then I’ll come and get you and take you to one of the rooms.”

“Are you enjoying yourself, Wendy?” Robert asked.

“Yes, I am; why do you ask?”

“I didn’t want to disappoint you as your partner or pretend husband.”

“It feels unusual not being with Dan, as I fuck different men.”

“If you don’t mind me saying, you seem to need a lot of attention.”

“It’s not attention I’m seeking. I’m after plenty of cocks and the odd pussy. It started while I was pregnant with Dan’s babies. My hormones were driving me crazy, and I needed sex most every day.”

“But you’re not pregnant now.”

“I know, but I have this need inside of me. I love Dan, but I’m a happily married slut who can’t get enough cock. I apologize if I’m not paying enough attention to you, and I’ll make up for it at your home tonight.”

“I do get aroused by passing you off as my slutty wife and taking on different cocks. Ready for some more?”

“Yes.”

They walked around the room, Wendy’s dress remaining barely closed. She smiled at any guy who looked at her and wanted a table with three to six men.

“I see that you gentlemen are enjoying the sexy strippers. I’m sure you’d rather have my slutty wife for your sexual pleasure than wish for one of the strippers,” Robert said to the group of five men.

He unfastened the bow, keeping her dress closed and revealing her bare breasts, then slipped it off her shoulders.

“Thank you, my love. You know how I enjoy being your slutty wife,” Wendy said, kissing him and placing his hand on her breast.

“Enjoy, gentlemen. I’m sure you’ll return my wife to me slightly more used than she has already been.” He sat at a nearby table to watch her.