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Finally, a dark-skinned girl grabbed my hand and led me off to a booth a few feet away from us on the side of the room we were in. I had a clear view of Ralph and Gregg from there. Another girl was dancing for Ralph, but Gregg sat back in his chair calmly staring at me and the stripper dancing for me. I sat, and she stood above me, with each of her legs on either side of my legs. She brought her head down close to mine as her hips circled in her lap dance. She smelled sweet. I placed my hands gently on her shoulders. Her skin was not as smooth as I expected. It had the feel of dry make-up. I suppose she had a sprayed on tan. She arched her back, and slowly slid up – so her breasts dangled like two full water balloons in front of my face. I let my hands slowly fall onto them. This was the first time I had ever been intimately close with a another female’s body. The curiosity I was feeling was stronger than any other feeling or thought. I very gently let my hands pass over her breasts to her large aureoles and nipples. I looked for a brief moment. Her aureoles were dark, and larger than most of those women I had viewed nude. I let my hands cup the sides of her breasts and I squeezed. I was surprised by how smushy they were. It felt like having two very large marshmallows in my hand squeezing them. I pushed my foot on the floor, and scooched further up the bench back just enough to reach her ear. Her soft long hair brushed my shoulder.
“Are they real?” I whispered.
“Yes.”
Her hands were now on the bench back on either side of my head. She looked directly into my eyes. I still had too many questions that were nagging at me to respond in any way to her.
“Do you like working here?”
“I don’t mind. It pays the bills. I have a little boy, and got us into a situation.”
I think that was the information I was looking for to satisfy my curiosity.
I let my fingers find their way to her nipples. I gently brushed them. She smiled.
“My nipples are very sensitive tonight.”
She stepped back just enough to be able to place her hands on my knees. Very gently she pushed my legs open and stepped forward into me. I had a straight view of Gregg just over her shoulder. He still sat back very comfortably in his chair. He looked so at home. He caught my eye – and the over so slightest smile appeared on his lips.
I returned my glance to the woman in front of me.
I let the tips of my fingers trace the sides of her curvey body. When I reached her hips, I let my hand rest on her ass. My left hand moved slowly around to the inside of her leg. Her thong was so small and clung tightly to her lips. I knew she must be completely shaven. I let the edge of my thumb sneak under her thong. She flinched – and I knew she was not comfortable with that. I glanced in her eyes.
“I don’t like anybody touching there because of STD’s”
I didn’t know if she meant STDs from me, or that she had them. It didn’t matter, my hand moved, and went to her left hip. I let her hips move my arms freely as she swiveled them in front of me.
“Are you freaked out by this?”
“No – not at all. this is very nice.”
“I would like to do something to you that I did to another girl here last night – bet she didn’t like it – it freaked her out.” She gently grabbed all of her right breast with her right hand. “I am going to rub your clit with my nipple. It makes some girls cum.”
She went down and let her haunch rest on the back of her ankles. She gently pushed my thighs just a bit further apart. I felt her hard nipple rub on top of my underwear. She stood up.
“Did you like that?”
“Yes.” I was thinking it would achieve its purposes much better if I didn’t have on underwear, but who would look this gift horse in her mouth? Not I!
Her dance was soon over. She grabbed my hand, and lead me back to our table. There was a very pretty girl sitting on Ralph’s lap, and Gregg still sat comfortably. “She’s fun,” the stripper said to him as I sat down and she left our table.
Gregg leaned forward, “How did you like that”
“I loved it.”
He leaned in, and his lips gently kissed my neck. He then pulled back and stared straight into my eyes. For the first time I noticed the wrinkles that stretched from the outer corner of his eyes, and the deep wrinkle line under his eye. He looked tired. He came in slowly again. This time he let his lips gently touch mine. I closed my eyes, and my heart fell below my stomach. I felt intoxicated, and so aroused. Silence. Darkness. Despite the music in the club, my mind focused into that one moment of time. The galaxy shrunk to the few inches where our lips met. I opened my lips ever so slightly. I felt his tongue enter my mouth. I leaned in closer, and he put his arms around me and drew me even closer. My tongue was soon fully in his mouth. Our first kiss.
