1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 10


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

    on. “I’d bet that Charlie had to pay somebody a chunk of change to spring her out of there on a big party night like tonight – not to mention all of the tips she’s probably losing out on.” Alli nodded. “I find that whole thing fascinating, the way those girls can rake in the bucks from dumb men just looking to throw their money away.” I shook my head. “I know. I just don’t get it – but then, not every guy has someone as sexy as you waiting at home.” “Okay, you’re officially out of the dog house; you can stop buttering me up now.” “Yeah, vegetable or baby oil works better anyhow; when we use butter, as soon as you heat up you start smelling like popcorn, and that can be very distracting.” She completely ignored me, her mind still on the exotic dancer. “I’ll have to try to talk to her later; I’d like to ask her some questions about the whole stripper experience, what it’s like and everything.” I laughed. “You’re already running an animal shelter and working as a professional model – are you looking for a third career to add to your résumé ?” She bit her lower lip and raised her eyebrows seductively as she looked at me. “Wouldn’t that be fun? But no, I’m afraid I don’t have the boobs for it – and you can hardly call me a professional model, since I haven’t spent a minute at it yet!” “I’m sure D-Diamond can tell you where you could buy the boobs – and you did work as a model, technically speaking, since your pictures in his portfolio are what helped him land the job. You even ...
    signed a model’s release.” She considered that. “I suppose that’s true, huh? How exciting!” She looked over my shoulder. “Hey, there’s Michael and Marci – let’s go say hi and see if they recognize us!” It wasn’t hard to spot Michael; all you had to do was look for the six-foot five black guy with three-foot wide shoulders towering over everyone else. In this instance he was also wearing a weathered brass Viking helmet with bull’s horns sticking out the sides, just in case he wasn’t conspicuous enough already. Marci, also fairly tall at five-seven and with a very full-figured voluptuousness of her own, looked tiny next to him, despite that fact that she too was wearing a Viking helmet; when we got closer we could see that they each had on armor, furs, and leather leggings and boots, the whole-hog Norse image thing. Marci was also gripping a huge plastic long sword in one hand and a good-sized, old-fashioned drinking horn – a real bull’s horn, by all appearances - in the other, while Michael was, for reasons that escaped me, clutching an inflatable pool toy opposite his own schooner of beer. Marci was the second example in a matter of minutes of the ways in which large breasts can be pushed up to overflow a snug top (in this case a sort of leather-and-armor bra-looking thing) in a most eye-catching manner, her large, soft, pale breasts bulging from the top of her outfit, but in Marci’s case I knew the breasts were entirely natural; then again, unlike DDiamond, she had that type of ...
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