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Glamour Shots, Chapter 10

Date: 10/12/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

enough and I’ve probably doubled or tripled the number of lap dances I get asked to do! I paid these babies off in a matter of a month or two.” I had no reply for that; the idea of her spending evenings grinding her ass on the laps of a bunch of horny men left me a little bit at a loss for words. “Oh, well, that’s good, I guess. About Alli though, she wasn’t being catty about it.” She laughed again. “Very clever, Dave!” I didn’t know what she meant until I suddenly remembered that Alli and I were dressed as cats, and then I laughed along with her. “No, that was completely unintentional; I’m not that clever. Alli actually said that if you were a dancer at the club, like we thought you might be, that she’d like to talk to you about it. She finds that whole concept fascinating – and probably somewhat puzzling.” Karen nodded. “She’s really beautiful – she could make good money at it as long as she doesn’t mind the idea of guys shooting their load in their pants while she rubs her ass on them – even more if she’s willing to do handjobs. You know, if it was okay with you, of course. That’s as far as I go, you know; I’m not a prostitute.” I was appalled that she would even think that about Allison, and far too shocked to get into a discussion of her definition of the word “prostitute”. “No, no, that’s not what she’s thinking, I’m sure! She’d never do that, she’s way too shy and modest, and she knows I wouldn’t be okay with it; I think she’s just curious about it, the whole ... scene, you know.” I looked at her for a moment, and realized that with her unique beauty, great figure, and add-on assets, it probably was a logical - if socially questionable - way for her to make a nice living. Still… “You actually do that, handjobs, plus making guys, you know, come in their pants?” She laughed as she stood up, turning so that her backside was toward me and looking at me over her shoulder. She slapped herself on her fine, firm, mostly naked butt. “You’re looking at the ass that’s launched a thousand loads, Dave; hell, probably several thousand at this point, and since I got these titties I can make an extra twenty-five or thirty dollars a pop on all the guys that want to come on my tits while I’m jerking them off.” She laughed. “That’s an extra charge – an upgrade, I guess, and I can understand why guys like to see themselves come on my tits! I really like watching and feeling that myself, but what’s the thrill of a sticky, gooey, cold, wet mess in your pants, can you tell me that?” “I’m… uh, you’re probably asking the wrong person.” “Don’t try to tell me you’ve never come in your pants!” “Jeez, Karen!” I was not in the habit of discussing such heretofore intimate things with a virtual stranger, but she just stood there, looking at me, and finally I shook my head. “No, I’m sure I probably have...not lately. But no, the thrill is all the before and during part, when it’s all a mindless pursuit of pleasure thing; the sticky mess you’re talking about, and the ...