Chapter 6

The house music stopped, and a man walked onto the stage, followed by two bare-breasted strippers, pressing a tit to his arms. “I see we’ve got a lot of horny men and admiring women here this evening, and I hope you brought your wallets. Tonight is our annual Christmas drive for the Belleville General Hospital.”

As the host spoke, Dan’s finger rubbed her leg very close to her pussy. She smiled at him, slightly opening her pose.

“All coins and bills tossed onto the stage will be collected and tallied for the amount to be announced and published on our web site. Two of our former strippers are here tonight to help raise the total and hopefully set a new record. Sweets and Candy will be here to perform a very erotic, if not illegal, performance.”

“One more thing, gentlemen: keep your messes in your pants and not on the floor. Cum makes it slippery and sticky and uncomfortable for the women to kneel on, and hell to clean up.”

“We want Bobbie! We want Bobbie!” One guy hollered, and a few joined him.

“We’d all love to have Bobbie, but she’s no longer here. I’ll see you in the dance room!”

The two strippers began their routines, and many showered the stage with loonies, toonies, and paper bills.

Dan leaned to his right, taking out his wallet and a 100-dollar bill. “Dan, that’s a lot of money,” Angie mentioned.

“It’s going towards a good cause!”

She took two twenty-dollar bills from her wallet. and was making his way to the stage. Dan took her hand, placing the large bill in it. He and many others watched her go to the stage, the short hem barely covering her ass.

George caught the waitress going by, stopped her, placed another order, and then downed what was in his glass.

“You said you were going to give George a hand job. I want to watch you make him cum.”

“Mmm, I’ll be happy to!”

The music started in the dance room, and Angie stood. “Honey, Dan and I are going to dance for a few songs.”

He nodded, watching the latest stripper, and paid for the next round of drinks.

Dan watched as Angie brought her slender body to life to the beat of the music. He liked the sway of her full breasts as she moved. A slow song began, and she immediately pressed her tits to his chest. “I need you, Dan. I need you to fuck me.”

“I will, my love, in your bed and at home. Do you think George will let you be a little slut for me?”

“He’ll have to if he wants me to jerk him off. Once he cums, he’ll be asleep in no time.”

Dan undid a few buttons on her dress, resting his hand on her bare breast. His palm was covering her bare ass with a light pull-up of her dress.

“Mmm, I love your hand on my bare ass!” She kissed him, accepting his probing tongue.

“I want George to see your shaved pussy.”

Her eyes widened. “I don’t know what he’ll think.”

They could see George rubbing his cock and looking at every woman who passed through the doorway. They noticed the waitress bring him another drink.

“Think he’s drunk enough?”

“Another drink or two should do it.”

They continued to slow dance, her hand finding the button that kept his fly closed. She moaned softly as her hand went inside the opening and caressed the heat of his cock. His hand went down, finding her damp slit.

After the song, he escorted her back to George. She had him sit, making his leg her seat. Her pose relaxed, and George was busy rubbing his cock through his pants, watching a woman give a guy a blow job.

“Want some of this, baby?” He asked a woman walking past and gripping his crotch, and she ignored him.