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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Ho...)

Rachel sits in the waiting area for a bit getting her composure together and putting her lacy lingerie back on. She and the other girls walk into the back room as a group. A few minutes later she walks out and makes a bee line to you.

“Oh my God Ross! Did you catch any of that?”

“Oh yeah babe… it was so hot! Especially your last lap dance with your boss John!” you say more excitedly than you meant to.

“You saw that one huh? He made me feel so sexy… and his cock felt so big inside his pants!” Rachel says bubbling over with excitement, encouraged by yours.

“So you think you’ll dance again sometime?” you ask, a bit disappointed the night is probably over.

“Well… about that Ross… the managers asked if I’d be willing to do a private room tonight. The person asking for me is willing to pay $2000 each to the club and to me!” Rachel says hopefully.

“Private room means I won’t be able to watch… and even more might happen in there than in the lap dance area… isn’t that what the management said?” you ask a bit nervously.

“Yes… but how far can it go Ross? We’re in a public place… it’s not like the management expects the girls to prostitute themselves out to these men. That would be illegal and people would go to jail!. It’s gotta be a lot of handsy stuff like what happened in the lap dance cubicle, except much longer and more privately. Say yes, Ross. I really want to try it!” Rachel begs.

After a minute of watching your beautiful girlfriend’s blue eyes shine with hopeful anticipation, you cave and nod your head. “Oh Ross! You won’t regret this! I’m totally gonna take care of you tonight when we get home!” Rachel says and literally slips toward the back room where… her boss John is handing over a stack of bills.

Rachel and John are led toward a door off to the side which leads to a long hallway full of doors. You follow but stopped by the biggest black man you’ve ever seen. “Only paying customers beyond this point, man.”

You go to the stage and spend the next hour ogling the pretty women naked and swaying there. You run out of money and are forced to give up your stage-side seat and go off to a corner of the club.

Another hour and you are yawning something fierce. You wait for a third hour and consider heading out to the car to wait, when Rachel comes out of the private dance area holding John’s hand and walking very funny.

They walk right up to you and stop, then John leans in, pulls your girlfriend’s body against his by her toned ass cheeks and gives her a long, slobbering tongue kiss before he taps you on the shoulder and says, “You’re a very lucky man, Ross. I always knew Rachel was a hot item, but holy shit! She was just… just amazing man!. Hope you appreciate her everyday like I did for the last two and half hours back there!”

It makes Rachel blush something fierce.