1. Susan Becomes a Working Girl…In Heels and Stockings


    Date: 10/10/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: DanielWilson, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    got paid.” Susan started swaying her hips, “The music starts and the lights go down. The spotlight on the stage comes on, illuminating a curtain. I push it aside and step out on the stage, standing in the floodlight.” Susan put her hands at the top button of her dress. Susan undid the first button, “Look at me, I’m dressed as a hot wife. Do you like what you’re seeing, Mike? Mike’s eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head, “Susan, you’re a MILF, a beautiful wife. A wife every man in the room would like to fuck.” Susan undid the next button, “And what do you think, Mike?” Mike gave her an approving wolf whistle. Susan giggled, tossed her hair back, and undid the rest of the buttons down the front of her dress. She held it shut with her hands. She was starting to get into this game she had started, “And what do you have to say to me, boys?” Mike was staring at her, clearly excited, his cock throbbing hard, “Take it off, baby, take it off.” Susan pushed her hands up underneath her dress, to her shoulders, and with a quick motion of her arms and shrugging of her shoulders, dropped it onto the floor. She stood in front of him in her lacy red lingerie, which Mike had never seen before. Mike looked almost dazed, “Oh my God, Susan, you are absolutely beautiful. I love you.” Susan chastised him, “Don’t break the scene. I’m stripping for you.” Mike got back into it. “Catcalls and applause, every man in the room has his eyes on you. Even the female waitresses are ...
    watching you.” Susan fondled her breasts, her hands underneath them, “Do they like my breasts?” Mike answered, “They want to see your nipples, they’re telling you they want to see your tits.” Susan started rotating her hips, “First I’m going to dance. They need to earn my boobs.” Susan started doing the same dance she had done a few hours before for Mr. Smith and Justine. Mike seemed to approve. Susan undid the back of her brassiere, and with her hands covering her breasts, undid her straps, so only her hands held it up. Susan continued moving her hips in sexy circles, “How much are my tits worth to you?” Mike was entirely into the scene himself now, and he leaned forward and slipped a few dollar bills underneath her garter belt. She smiled at him, leaned forward to kiss him gently and tell him, “Thanks.” With that she stood up and dropped her hands. Her lace bra departed her breasts entirely on its own. Susan stood naked from the waist up before her husband. She turned around, looked over her shoulder, spread her legs wide apart, and bent over. Mike openly groaned this time, “Oh yes!” Susan slowly, sensuously placed her fingertips underneath the sides of her thong, and still bent over, rolled it down her hips, millimeter by painful millimeter. Her shaved pussy emerged into view. Mike whistled quietly, “Beautiful, beautiful, what a piece of ass.” Susan laughed, “You like my pussy?” Mike stood up, “I WANT your pussy.” He scooped her up and carried Susan to their bed. Susan mock ...
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