11 comments/ 60709 views/ 22 favorites The Ultimate Lap Dance By: maxfly In the years before I met my wife Laura I worked as a sales engineer for a large electronics company. I traveled a lot in those days. Once a year we had a large annual sales meeting and this year I was disappointed to find out it was in Houston. Not that there is anything wrong with Houston, but I traveled there all of the time. As such, this trip wasn't going to be anything out of the ordinary for me. At the time the sales rep I had been working with for years was having a tough year due to the economy and there were rumors that a new rep had been chosen to take his place. I knew him. I didn't like him. He was, in a word, a hotshot! We didn't get along from word 'go'. He was a control freak and he didn't like the fact I was experienced and knew what I was doing. The few times I worked with him he wanted to orchestrate my every move and I chafed under his micro-management. We shared an awkward working relationship at best. I had just arrived at the hotel where the conference was to take place and I wandered into the welcoming reception. Literally the first co-worker I spoke to said, "I hear you are leaving!" I said, "What?" almost in shock. "I heard you were leaving. Mike (the rumored replacement sales rep) told me he was moving over to your group and that he was going to bring Travis with him to be his SE." "Well," I said trying to maintain my composure, "that is all news to me." The same conversation was repeated three or four times over the next hour and I was seething. Finally I spotted Ron, my current sales rep, and asked him what the fuck was going on. "I don't know," he said. "I have been hearing much the same thing. I confronted my boss the next day and he denied everything but he was such a complete 'brown noser' I did not believe anything he said to me. As such, my attitude throughout the day's worth of presentations sucked. As we were all walking out at the end of the day I pulled Ron aside and asked him if he felt like going out on the group dinner that night. "Fuck that!" he said and we planned to hook up at 7:00 for a dinner of our own. We ended up eating at the bar in a swanky boutique hotel where the 'beautiful people' hang out, and they were 'hanging out' all over the place. There was flesh everywhere. We hung out at the bar for quite a while and the sight of all those beautiful women got our juices going. The next thing you know we are ordering beer at the nearest strip joint. Five minutes after we sat down I had a half naked girl in my lap. Worries forgotten!! I wasn't seeing anyone at the time. In fact, I was still lamenting over a breakup that had happened some months before. As such, I was more accommodating to the advances of the working girls than I might have been otherwise. I try to avoid those places when I am involved with someone because there is something that just doesn't feel right, but when I am single I figure "What the heck!" One dancer in particular spent a considerable amount of time on my lap but just before she could cash in on her investment with a few lap dances she was called up to work on stage. She asked me to give her a $20 tip for the DJ to get her out of having to dance on stage, but I told her I would just wait. She pouted at me but took off to do her thing. Not too many minutes later another girl sat down on my lap and asked me if I wanted some company. I had fully planned on waiting for this other dancer, and I told her so, but she decided to stay anyway. At that very moment a friendship was born. Her stage name was Ginger, but in the first few minutes of talking to her I found out her real name was Jody. I have always hated strippers' stage names. Somehow I always seemed to have had a knack for getting them to tell me their real names, which I understand is unusual. I immediately knew Jody was unlike any stripper I had ever met. Most were just dumb bimbos. Jody was real and far smarter than she should have been working in a place like that. That first night I told her that I wished I had met her in a library instead of a strip club. She agreed. Jody was not young. Initially, I would have put her in her early twenties, but she was actually 32. She was slender approaching skinny, relatively flat chested for a stripper, but she had an ass that simply would not quit. He skin was flawless. That first night our relationship was typical of the stripper/client variety. We talked. She danced for me. I paid her money. As Ron and I left, I turned to him and said, "I think she likes me!" He just laughed. What he didn't know was that Jody had given me a pretty passionate kiss while she was giving me a lap dance, and I knew that was really unusual. Over the next year or so every time I found myself in Houston I went to visit Jody. It was a strange thing to be a 'regular' but that is what I was. Not too far into it all I began to get reluctant to have her dance for me any more. Somehow it didn't seem right. Still, I knew that when she was at the club she was working so I always made sure I took care of her, if you know what I mean. She still danced for me now and then, but only because she wanted to. She could not let "Jesse's Girl" play without jumping on me. Trust me, you have never had a lap dance until you have had one from a pro who wanted to give you one rather than just doing it for the money. The energy is completely different! By being a regular there was even the added bonus of becoming "inner circle" with the other dancers at the club. I was treated very well every time I walked in, let me tell you! I had no misconceptions about the nature of our relationship, yet Jody still became someone important to me, and I became important to her. We were friends. When I wasn't in Houston we talked on the phone once a week and we traded emails and text messages constantly. I loved to tease her every time the Rockets lost a game! Somewhere along the way we stopped seeing each other at the club. Instead, if I was in town on one of her days off, I would take her out and we would have dinner like any normal couple. Sometimes we would even go back to the club so she could hang out with her friends but not be required to work. It was actually a lot of fun. Once, while we were there socially, "Jesse's Girl" came on and Jody gave me a lap dance in her street clothes. It was easily the most erotic lap dance I had ever experienced, ironic considering she was wearing blue jeans and a sweatshirt at the time and didn't take either of them off. We kissed a little here and there along the way, but it never went any further than that physically. Emotionally it was a different story. Somewhere along the way everything changed for us. I am not sure I was in love with Jody, but I loved her. Similarly, I know she wasn't in love with me either, but there was far, far more than just friendship going on between us. One week I had to make an unplanned trip to Houston. Jody didn't expect to see me, so I thought I would surprise her with a visit. Once I had unpacked and got settled into my hotel I jumped into my rental and made my way over to the club. When I got there, I quickly spotted my favorite waitress, one of Jody's 'girls' and tapped her on the shoulder. "Hey, Linda! Is Ginger working tonight?" I asked her." "Tim! Oh my gawd!! I am so glad you are here. She's over there in the corner. Something is wrong. She has already had four glasses of wine!" I knew that was a problem because at ninety-five pounds it didn't take Jody much to get drunk. I told Linda to bring me a beer and I headed over to where Jody was sitting. She was staring off into space and didn't even know I was there until I plopped down into the easy chair next to her. "What's up, Buttercup?" I asked as I sat down?" I could tell from the look on Jody's face that it took her a second or two to even realize who it was that had sat down beside her, but then she broke into tears and crawled into my lap without saying a word. With her head on my shoulder and her arms around my neck she sobbed uncontrollably for a good five minutes. All I could do was stroke her hair, pat her back, and whisper consolations into her ear. When she was finally able to talk I got the story out of her between sobs. Jody's mother had passed away the night before in Atlanta. Jody wasn't close to her, but that didn't make the loss any easier to take. On top of that it seemed she'd had one financial crisis after another the past month or two between needing a new transmission for her car, new tires, school fees for her son, and a controlling ex who was playing games with child support. Put it all together and the poor thing was completely overwhelmed. I couldn't even imagine why she had come to work, but I assumed it was simply because she knew she had to for the money, or because following her routine was the only thing that was going to pull her through. A few times in the past I had casually asked Jody what her plans were for the day when she couldn't earn a living dancing anymore, but that night we talked about it in earnest. She had dreams of becoming a hair dresser. Not one of those $11.95 quick cut artists, but a real hair dresser who could earn six figures if they were good. Most of the girls in the club had Jody cut their hair and from what I could see she had a real knack for it. All she lacked was the schooling and the credentials. She just couldn't see a way to make it happen. I am not sure why I said it, but all of a sudden I blurted out, "Maybe you should just marry me?" "What?' she asked not really comprehending what I had just asked her. "I think you should marry me!" I said with more resolve. "You are crazy," she said and I had to half agree with her. On paper it made sense, but we both knew it was never something that would happen. We came from such different worlds and while our friendship worked in its own way it wasn't something likely to work in the real world. Plus she had a son she would never move away from his father even though he was an ass. I knew there was no way I could move to Houston. Still, for that one night it was a dream we shared and it brought us closer because it allowed us to admit just how much we had come to mean to one another. Then one day my life changed. I changed jobs. I changed cities, and I no longer traveled to Houston. Jody and I maintained a telephone friendship for a while, but over time even that dwindled almost completely. A couple of years passed and along the way I met Laura. A year and a half after that Laura and I got engaged. As the date of our nuptials approached Laura's friends began planning a bachelorette party. Because I hadn't lived in the new city very long, and my circle of friends was limited to a few golf acquaintances and people I had met through Laura, I didn't expect the same was going to happen for me, so I decided to plan a bachelor party of my own—in Houston! You should have heard Jody's voice when I called her. She was giddy to hear from me. Once she got over her initial disappointment about my impending marriage she got really excited at the prospect of throwing me a bachelor party and told me not to worry about a thing. She would make it a party to remember, she said. Three weeks later at around 4:45 pm I walked off the plane at Houston's Hobby Airport. Jody was there to meet me. She literally leapt into my arms when she saw me and threw her legs around my waist. "I missed you so much," she said before planting a big kiss on me. Holding her close I had to admit I had missed her, too. "I cannot believe you are here!" she said smiling up at me once I got her to put her feet back on the ground. "How long has it been?" "A little over three years, I think. Too long!" "You got that right, Mister!" she said and kissed me again with emphasis. "So what do you have planned for us tonight?" Jody grinned and poked her finger into my chest. "You are just going to have to wait and see!" We walked out to her car, an old beaten up Camaro, and we were off. First stop was the club she was working at in those days. "This isn't where you were working before. How long have you been here?" I asked as she pulled her car into the parking lot. "About six months. Things got crazy at the other place. They started bringing in girls from all over and it just got too weird to work there. Girls were literally fist fighting in the dressing room. My stuff was getting stolen. Not good!" "You must miss all your girl friends," I commented. "Hell no! They are all here, too. Rocky, Tatiana, even Crystal. They will all be here tonight. In fact, Tat' and I have something special planned for you." "Like what?" I asked coyly. "Like I said, you will just have to wait and see!" Jody took me by the hand and led me into the club. It was still early, so the place wasn't terribly busy. We wound our way toward a table up front near the stage but tucked back against the wall. We ordered a couple of drinks and sat down to watch the girl on stage. Jody lit up a cigarette, then looked at me guiltily and put it out. "I thought you quit?" "I did, but I started up again when my father died last year. I have been trying to quit again since." I was about to say something else to her when I felt a hand slide sexily across the back of my neck. "Hey, big boy! Remember me?" I craned my head around to see who belonged to the voice and there was a mirror image of Jody, only blonde where Jody was a brunette. "Tatiana!" I said with a smile and jumped up to hug her. "You look great!" I said, and she did. The last time I had seen her Tatiana had been very ill for a while and now she had a little meat on her bones. In fact, she looked better than ever. It was good to see her healthy because she'd had a rough go of it there for a while. "Thanks," she said. "It is nice to see you again. We'll catch up later, okay?" "Absolutely!" I said and I watched her sashay through the door that took her backstage. I sat back down and had barely taken a drink of my beer when another dancer came up, dropped herself in my lap, and planted a big kiss on my forehead. This time it was Rocky, a busty blonde with a heart of gold, but a body and face that was starting to show their age. We exchanged pleasantries for a minute before she too headed off back stage. Over the next five or ten minutes most of the girls I had met before stopped by to say hello and congratulations, even a couple of dancers I had never met. And one by one they all said good bye and headed back stage. A waitress had just brought me another beer when the DJ announced some special entertainment. "Ginger, why don't you bring your friend onstage?" I realized then the special entertainment was either going to be me, or I was going to be especially entertained. Regardless, I didn't see that I had much choice as Jody pulled me up and led me by the hand onto the stage. One of the bouncers was holding a chair for me and I sat down in it. Just then Rocky and one of the dancers I didn't know came out from behind the curtain and proceeded to duct tape my wrists and ankles to the chair. The bouncer made a thing about holding me in place while they secured me, but I wasn't going any where! "Ladies and Gentlemen, our friend Tim here is about to get married," the DJ announced to a mixture of cheers, boos, and friendly catcalls. "What do you say? Should we give him a reason to change his mind?" he asked and got a round of cheers. "Or should we give him twenty reasons!!" he announced to even more cheers. With that the spot lights started and a stream of girls strutted past me on either side. None of them was wearing aught but a g-string and high heels. They circled around the front of the stage then passed back past me again running their hands over my chest, neck and face. One by one over the next ten minutes every one of the girls gave me a lap quick dance for a half a song or so, and it seemed each one of them was determined to out dance the girl before her. Ironically, their performances seemed more for the crowd's benefit than my own. My cock was rock hard and aching for attention but due to the fact I was on stage the girls didn't even grind on me as much as they might have done in a dark corner. I felt like I had been on stage forever when the DJ finally announced that the last dancer had performed on me, but then he said that the next song would be my biggest treat yet. I looked over at Jody who had been watching the whole time and she had a big shit-eating grin on her face knowing what was coming next. Motley Crue's "Girls! Girls! Girls!" was playing over the loud speakers when all twenty dancers came back on stage and surrounded me, hiding me from the view of the crowd. I was smothered in a sea of tits. Nipples of all shapes and sizes were shoved in my mouth and I did my best to suck on each one. When it wasn't a nipple, a sexy mouth covered in lipstick was kissing me ardently. Countless hands were groping at my crotch, and a couple of hands were seriously stroking my cock through my pants. Then I felt someone tugging at my belt buckle and soon three or four hands were shoved into my pants and the rubbing began in earnest. If they kept it up I knew I would come before long. Meanwhile, one of the girls had climbed up on me, flipped upside down, put her knees on my shoulders, and she was rubbing her g-string clad pussy into my face for all she worth. I think I could feel her teeth biting my bulge. I tried desperately to pull her g-string aside with my teeth and I would have done it, too, had not the song ended and the DJ not announced an end to the mauling I was receiving. When the girls reluctantly pulled away from me I can only imagine what kind of sight I made. I could taste lipstick so I knew I had to have it smeared all over my mouth. My cock, so near to coming, was making a tent out of my shorts where it poked up through the open crotch of my undone pants. I looked over at Jody and she was almost apoplectic she was laughing so hard. The DJ was smiling and there were all sorts of hoots an hollers coming from the crowd. I thought that was going to be the end of it, but one of the bouncers came on stage and dragged me over to a back corner of the stage. They left me there sitting helplessly while a couple of girls performed their normal routines occasionally using me as a prop. After a while Jody came on stage with a pair of scissors to cut me loose when the DJ decided finally I had been embarrassed enough for one day. "Did you have fun?" Jody asked with a grin as she knelt in front of me cutting the tape away from my ankles. "I have had worse things happen!" I joked. "It only gets better from here!" "Yeah?" I asked. "Oh yeah!" replied Jody as she cut the last of the tape from my wrists. I stood up and made a big show of getting my pants done up again to the great amusement of the crowd. After Jody took me by the hand and led me down off the stage I excused myself and went to the bathroom. I laughed out loud when I saw my face in the mirror. I only looked twice as bad as I thought I would. There were a few obvious lip imprints on my face and forehead, but my mouth was simply smeared with red lipstick. My hair seemed to have also been a target because someone had rubbed a whole lot of gel into it. My entire head was a sticky mess and my hair was sticking out randomly in every direction possible. I cleaned myself up as well as I could and then I headed back out to the bar. Jody and Tatiana were there waiting for me. Tat' had changed back into street clothes and she was holding a garment bag over her shoulder. "Are you ready to go?" Jody asked me when I walked up. "I am ready when you are!" We waved good bye to a few girls who were back working the crowd. I blew a kiss to Rocky, who was up on stage, then I followed the two girls out to the parking lot marveling at how similar their bodies were from the back; tight waist, slender back, bubble butt. The only difference was the colour of their hair which I noticed was cut almost identically and the fact Jody was an inch or two taller than her blonde friend. Most amazing was that from the back you would never know Jody was over ten years older than Tat' who was still in her early twenties. The Ultimate Lap Dance "Where are you staying?" Jody asked once we had all piled into her car. I had made a reservation at the same swanky hotel my sales rep Don and I had eaten in a few years ago and when I told Jody where I was staying she just said, "Perfect!" Tatiana was very excited because she had never been in this hotel before but knew it by reputation as one of 'the' places to see and be seen in Houston. After the short drive to the hotel I checked in and at Jody's request made dinner reservations for the three of us in the hotels four star restaurant. The girls followed me up to my room, each carrying a garment bag. "What'cha got in the bags?" I asked not really expecting an answer. "You will find out soon enough," Jody retorted. "Take your stuff into the bathroom and get yourself cleaned up. We'll be here waiting! Did you bring what I told you to bring?" "I did," I said thinking of the black Italian suit I had in my suitcase. Thirty minutes later, showered and shaved, I stepped out of the bathroom looking as dapper as possible. "Woohoo! Look at you!" Jody remarked as soon as she saw me. "Looking good, Mr. Bachelor!" said Tatiana as I did a little pirouette for them. But, if I looked good then the girls looked nothing less than stunning. A transformation had taken place while I was in the bathroom that bordered on the unbelievable. My two dates for the evening wore matching, but complimentary outfits. Jody had on a white silk blouse that was cut almost to her navel. A gold chain and pearl pendant I had given her for her birthday years ago dangled between her breasts and the matching pearl earrings were obvious now that her dark hair was piled high on her head. The blouse was set off by a pair of tight black silk pants, gold belt, and matching gold shoes with what had to be at least 4" heels. Tatiana on the other hand wore a shimmering black top that fastened like a choker around her neck, and white silk pants. The top had a narrow, diamond shaped cutout from her neck to below her breasts, and it was backless which showed off the intricate Asian style tattoo she wore on one shoulder. I knew there were other tattoos to match it elsewhere on her body. She also wore gold high heeled shoes, but her hair was loose and it cascaded in silken curls around her shoulders. "Wow!" was about all I could manage to say for a second or two as I took in the sight before me. "You girls look amazing!" "Thank you!" they both said in unison. "I think 'amazing' should be the theme for the rest of the night, don't you, Tat'" said Jody. "Absolutely, Jo'. Let's get this party started!" Tatiana replied and the two of them headed for the door while I just stood there in awe. "Are you coming?" Jody asked me with a laugh. "Huh?" I asked with blink or two. "Oh! Yeah!" I replied with a chuckle and coming to my senses I quickly moved to open the door for them. In the elevator on the way down the girls placed themselves on either side of me, each taking an arm. They both gave me a squeeze and a peck on the cheek. The elevator doors opened and a couple of guys who waiting for the elevator got wide eyed when they saw us and had to step aside to let me and my two beautiful ladies pass. I proudly felt the eyes of every one in the hotel watch us as we sauntered our way into the restaurant. Throughout dinner the girls played the role of classy tarts, and the overacting they did for the benefit of the wait staff was worthy of an Oscar. Often, it was all I could do to keep a straight face and at one point I almost spit out my drink when Tatiana surreptitiously flashed her breast at a busboy that was filling our water glasses for what had to be the tenth time since we sat down. At the sight of her tattooed breast and pierced nipple his expression froze in shock, or awe, and he poured most of the water on the floor. We laughed out loud as he made a hasty escape. After that we got twice as much attention. When we were alone the girls gave me their undivided interest and I felt like a rock star. Given all the glances our way I am sure the other patrons thought I was, too. They fed me tidbits by hand. They nibbled on my ears and neck. And at one time or another they both kissed me deeply. They rubbed the bulge in my pants a few times, too, but just as if they were dancing for me at the club I was told I was a naughty boy if I tried to touch them inappropriately. You might think I was disappointed, but to be honest I was having the time of my life, and it didn't stop me from trying to get away with everything I could. We were laughing constantly, and I am sure we annoyed anyone seated near by. And of course, the champagne was flowing so we got louder as the evening progressed. By the time dinner was over I was feeling the effects of the bubbly, so I knew my two light weight companions had to be well on their way to being smashed having kept up with me drink for drink. No amount of complaining or insisting would convince either of the girls to allow me to pick up the bill. Jody, in particular, insisted this was her treat and a present for me. However, the look on her face when she saw the bill told me it was just a little bigger than she expected, so I quietly slipped her a hundred dollars without Tat' suspecting a thing. "Thank you!" she mouthed at me with a smile. In the elevator on the way back up to the room the girls were giddy between the drink and the fun they were having. We had snuck an almost full bottle of champagne out of the restaurant and we all took turns guzzling from the bottle as we rode up to our floor. Jody half stumbled and half nestled up against me. She turned her face up towards mine. "Well," she said with that same grin I had been seeing all day, "dinner is over. Are you ready for some dessert?" "Dessert?" I asked with mock surprise. "Make that two desserts!" pronounced Tatiana just as the elevator door opened. I would not go so far as to say we stumbled up the hall to my room, but the path we wove was far from straight. It didn't help matters that I was holding both girls so close our feet were getting tangled. Then Tat' dropped the bottle of champagne and both she and Jody fell over top of each other trying to pick it up before too much spilled. Okay, I lied. We stumbled! Once we got into the room the girls took their garment bags into the bathroom and told me to make room in the sitting area of my suite. I pushed the coffee table out of the way and turned the sitting chair so it was facing the room at one end. I turned on the TV and then I settled down in the chair to wait. On impulse I called room service and ordered another bottle of champagne and a fruit plate as well. I could hear all sorts of giggling coming out of the bathroom. A couple of bumps and thumps could be heard as well. The bathroom was not large so I imagine they were working in pretty tight quarters. I can't imagine for the life of me why they just didn't use the bedroom, but at that point I suppose it didn't matter. Then it quiet for a few minutes before I heard the doorknob turn and the girls came out wearing their 'working' clothes. Jody was wearing a low-cut black lace pushup bra with a pair of matching boy shorts. The shorts weren't cut like a thong in the back, but they still showed about half of her tight little bubble butt. She wore a silver belly chain and a black pair of those high-heeled platform shoes that only strippers wear. They had to be at least 6" high. She had let her hair down and it was hanging loosely around her shoulders. Tatiana, just as she had done all night, was dressed opposite to Jody. She was wearing a tight, white, one piece teddy that was cut very high over her hips, and it was a thong in the back. It was lacy and nearly see-through. I could see hints of her tattoos beneath it; tattoos I had heard about but not yet seen in person. She had a single white garter on her left leg and she was wearing a pair of platform shoes, also white. Her hair was now pulled up into a tight ponytail which accentuating the high cheekbones indicative of her eastern European heritage. Before I could even get a word out praising the way they looked there was a knock at the door. For a second I had forgotten I had ordered room service and before I could even move towards the door Jody had it open and was inviting a very wide eyed young man into the room. "Just put it over there," said Jody pointing to the coffee table I had dragged over by the corner bar at the far end of the room. As the bell boy crossed the room the two girls looked at each other and seemed to come to some unspoken consensus. Together they followed the young man and when he put the tray down and turned around he was corned by the two beautiful and scantily clad women. I don't know whether it was for my benefit or his, but they flirted with him outrageously for a minute or two. Tatiana ran both her hands all over his chest and arms while Jody had the fingers of her left hand in his hair and was playing with his ear. He was looking at me helplessly when Jody reached down and gave his evident bulge a squeeze and asked, "Is that for me? I thought we were supposed to give you a tip?" That did it! The young bellboy wriggled away from the girls and quickly shoved the bill in front of me to sign, which I did. He was out the door before the ink even dried and I am sure he could hear the girl's laughter as he retreated down the hall. "Aw!" exclaimed Tatiana. "And, he was so cute, too!" Jody moved over to where I was standing, put her hand on my chest and began slowly pushing me backward toward the armchair. "You aren't going to run away on us are you?" she asked with a gleam in her eye. No," I said as I plopped down in the chair, "I think I'll just sit here and see what you girls have planned." "Good choice!" While Tatiana poured us each a glass of champagne I sat quietly and watched Jody set up a small 'boom box'. She shuffled though three or four hand-labeled CDs before choosing one and inserting it into the waiting mouth of the CD player. With the sounds of Barry White sifting through the room Tatiana handed us each a glass of champagne and offered a toast. "To Men!" Tatiana toasted and we all clinked glasses. "Not all of them are stupid. Some stay bachelors!" I laughed as I drank then offered a toast of my own. "To my future wife," I said with mock seriousness. "Thank God she isn't here tonight!" We all laughed and drank again, and then Jody offered a more serious toast. "To Tim," she began staring me right in the eye, "the man who will always be the one I let get away." I nodded to her graciously in acknowledgement of her toast, clinked her glass and we all drank again. There was an awkward moment as we all looked at one another contemplating Jody's acknowledgement that still hung in the air. I was about to say something but Jody broke the silence. "Well," she said with a smile, "I may not be the girl you are going to marry, but I am damn well going to be the girl you will never forget!" Jody put down her glass and began to sway seductively to the music of Barry White that was still coming out of the small stereo. I sat back down. Tatiana put her glass aside and moved to join Jody. They danced in unison with one another but neither had their focus on me. Rather, their eyes were closed as they let the music take them. They danced like this for the remainder of that song and then another sultry number also by Mr. White which followed. Now and then one or the other would look at me and smile, but neither did more than continue to simply move their sexy, lithe bodies to the music. Unlike dancing in a club, they were in no hurry. I wasn't complaining. When the third song began Tatiana shifted behind Jody and she began to touch my dark haired friend gently on the arms and shoulders. Jody kept her eyes closed and leaned back into Tatiana who slipped her arms around Jody's waist. They rocked in unison for a moment or two with their bodies pressed firmly against one another. My erection grew at the thought of Jody's tight little ass being pressed back into Tatiana's crotch and knowing what it would feel like if it were being ground into me. Tatiana began to move both her hands upwards until she had one of Jody's breasts in each hand. She massaged them and squeezed them upwards a number of times, each time with just a little more force than the last embellishing the effect of Jody's pushup bra. Tatiana leaned her head forward and began to lightly kiss Jody's neck which she immediately arched in pleasure giving Tatiana better access. Still kissing Jody's neck, Tat' reached up for the lacey straps of Jody's bra and slipped them off her sexy shoulders. She kept pulling the straps downward until Jody's taught little breasts were revealed. This time when Tatiana's hands found Jody's breasts she roll her nipples between her fingers as she squeezed and Jody moaned softly, eyes still closed. I sat in rapt attention of what was occurring in front of me. My cock was throbbing in my pants and I was fighting the urge to open my fly and stroke myself as I watched, settling instead to subtly rub my bulge through the silky material of suit. I have seen girls perform together on stage before and it always seemed as though it was simply contrived for the audience, which I suppose it was. This was different. I had no idea whether Jody and Tatiana had ever made love to each other before, but that seemed to be what they were beginning to do now. I was spellbound. Jody turned in Tatiana's arms and curled her own arms around Tatiana's neck pulling her mouth to her own. At first their kiss was urgent as though it was something that had been waiting to happen but then the kiss softened and I could see them each explore each others mouth. Their mouths were pulling lightly at the other's lips. Their tongues were darting and probing gently. Their hands roamed over each other, down their backs, over each other's asses. I saw Tatiana slide her hand down Jody's belly and into the front of her boy shorts. When Tatiana's finger found Jody's clitoris Jody arched her head back and moaned again louder than before. With one arm supporting Jody's lower back Tatiana leaned forward and pulled of Jody's offered nipples into her mouth sucking on it hungrily for a few seconds before doing the same to the other breast. Jody leaned even further back than before trusting her weight to Tatiana's grasp lost in the moment. I have often wondered what would have happened beyond that moment, but unfortunately I had the misfortune of sneezing. The sound seemed to break the girls trance and both girls looked at me as though they had forgotten I was even there, and perhaps they had. Jody in particular looked a little self conscious as the realization of what they had been doing dawned on her and I knew then it had not been a 'dance' at all, far from it, and again I wondered if they had ever made love to each other before. After the girls had come back to reality for a few moments Tatiana turned to Jody and asked, "Like we planned?" Jody just nodded and headed into the bedroom. "Enjoy!" was all she said as she passed by me shutting the bedroom door behind her. I stared at the closed door over my shoulder for a few seconds before I heard Tatiana behind me say, "Don't worry! She'll be back. But right now you are mine!" Tatiana had danced a few lap dances for me in the past, usually at Jody's request when it was a slow night so I could put a few dollars in her garter, so I thought knew what to expect from her. While extremely sexy to look at, Tatiana was always very mechanical when she performed on stage or in a lap dance. Her face was devoid of emotion as she worked her way through her normal routine of bumps and grinds. The look she had on her face now was nothing like I had seen on her before. There was a fire in her eye left over from the passion of a few moments before only now it was focused at me. With the sound of some grunge rock I didn't recognize now playing on the small stereo Tatiana looked me in the eye and pulled her tight lycra top down off her shoulders, uncovering her perky breasts and pushed it yet further down until it gathered low around her hips. I stared at her wide-eyed as I took in her pierced nipples and then my gaze followed the black and red tattoo of a thorny rose that wound its way around her left breast, down her belly, and then disappeared into the folds of her Lycra teddy where it bunched at her waist. She turned slowly and the matching tattoo I had seen before snaked its way down her spine then split into a 'T' at the base of her back. Tatiana turned to face me once again and I allowed my eyes to follow the path of her tattoos downwards once more, then slowly I retraced my gaze back up her body until I was looking her in the eye once again. Smiling, perhaps a bit wickedly, I arched one eyebrow questioningly. Tatiana laughed briefly and with a wicked smile of her own began to push her teddy down over her hips, wiggling in an exaggerated but sexy fashion as she did so. I had expected a g-string such as she wore in the club, but I was pleasantly surprised to see she was nude underneath. I chuckled inwardly as she struggled in a most unladylike fashion to get her garment down and over her platform shoes, but feeling that changed into anticipation when began to slowly stalk her way across the short distance between us. Tatiana dropped to her knees between my feet. She bent her face into my crotch and blew her hot breath on to my erection. She gnawed at me gently with her teeth then blew on me again, this time with her mouth directly on my pants surrounding my bulge. Her breath was sizzling. Looking up at me Tatiana placed a hand on each of my things and slid them upward together, pressing them over my bulge, and sliding them up over my stomach and chest. Her body slithered up my body following her hands and she bit at me with her teeth along the way. When our faces were level Tatiana took my face in her hands and kissed me deeply. Her tongue forced its way into my mouth like a snake and my tongue swirled around and around that wet 'viper' in response. When I pushed my tongue into her mouth she sucked on it so hard I actually winced. Laughing at my discomfort, Tat' let me pull it back into my mouth but she continued to press her mouth on mine moaning in pleasure as she did so. She climbed up so high on me that her knees were under my arms as she forced me to arch my head and neck over the back of the chair. And still she kissed me. When Tatiana finally broke the kiss she turned until her back was toward me and slipped her body downward until her tight little butt was in my crotch. She leaned forward with her hands on her knees and ground her bare pussy into my cock until I could begin to see moisture on my pants. Then, leaning back again until her head was on my shoulder, Tatiana put her arms around my neck and turned her face toward me. We kissed again. Until this point I had sat with my hands planted firmly on the arms of the chair, good strip club manners having taken over I guess, but now I moved my hands to Tatiana's thighs and slowly glided them upward until the were on here hips. Moving them higher I caressed her sides then began to slide my hands back downwards. Tatiana grabbed my hands with hers. I expected her to return them to the arm of the chair, but she pulled them to her breasts instead and they made a perfect handful. For the next couple of minutes we continued to kiss as I massaged Tatiana's breasts and pulled at the tiny gold barbells that pierced each of her nipples and she ground her pussy against my erection. The harder I pulled on each of her nipples the more loudly Tatiana moaned into my mouth and the harder she grinded. I thought I might be hurting her, but her moans urged me to pull and twist harder and harder until she arched her back and gasped in pleasure or pain. I didn't know which. It didn't seem to matter. The Ultimate Lap Dance When Tatiana slumped against me I nuzzled at her neck for a moment or two before I began to slide my right hand down and over her belly testing her reaction. Sensing no limitations I slipped my hand down even further until it was just above her shaven mound. Tatiana responded by opening her legs slightly allowing me access to her warm, and very wet folds. When my middle finger found her clit I was not surprised to find yet another barbell piercing her there. I pulled on it a few times before I pushed my finger into her completely. After I slid my finger into and out of her a few times I hooked my finger back towards me and I quickly found the rough texture of her 'G' spot. I tapped and stroked my finger on it lightly while the heel of my hand ground into her swollen mound. As I did so Tatiana opened her legs wider and wider allowing me unrestricted access to her sex. With my left hand I continued to pull and squeeze her right breast and nipple as our mouths met and our tongues intertwined once more. Before too long Tat' began to buck in my lap impelling her into my hand ever more firmly, ever faster. She kissed me harder and harder until gasping loudly she erupted in orgasm and discharged her juices all over my hand and pants. Tatiana laid back against me for a while breathing heavily as she caught her breath. "That was amazing!" she said after a while. I could not help but agree. I had only a few experiences that were close to being so erotic, and at that moment couldn't think of one. "It was," I responded softly into her ear. "Thank you!" "You are welcome," said Tatiana as she climbed up off of me. Turning back toward me she took me by the hand and pulled me up out of the chair as well. "Now you need to go see Jody," she said and pointed to my suite's bedroom door. I started to say something about staying with her for a moment or two while she dressed, but Tatiana just pushed me towards the door and told me she would be okay. I ignored her, and gave her a big hug anyway. She wished me luck in my upcoming marriage and pushed me towards the bedroom door once again. I looked back at her once as I pushed the door open, but she just smiled and with a backwards flip of her hand urged me to go on in. Jody was sitting on the bed cross legged waiting for me when I entered the room and closed the door behind me. She was still dressed in the matching black push-up bra and boy shorts, and her skin glowed in the light of the half dozen candles she had lit and placed on the two nightstands by the bed. "Hi", I said softly when our eyes met. She said nothing but beckoned me closer with a wiggle of her finger. As I approached the bed Jody swung her legs over the side and sat on the bed with her knees on either side of my legs. She smiled up at me then, much to my surprise, began pulling my shirt tails out of my pants. I stood there for just a second unsure about what to do but when I reached down to run my fingers through her hair she quickly took hold of my wrists and pushed my hands back down to my sides. "No touching," she said. At this point I wasn't about to argue and decided to let her take the lead. Jody stood up and began to unbutton my shirt, taking her time with each button. When she had my shirt completely open she raked her nails over my chest and leaned forward to gently kiss and bite at my nipples which instantly grew erect at her touch. I have always been sensitive there and the feeling of her mouth sent shivers down my spine. Jody sat down again, kissing her way down my belly as she did so. I was very tempted to take her head and hair in my hands once more but just as my hands began to move she clamped them to my sides yet again. "No! Don't!" she quietly hissed at me. When she was sure I wasn't going to resist Jody let my hands go, dropped her own hands to my belt buckle and began to tug on it. Within a few seconds she had it and the top button to my pants undone. With a hand holding each flap of my pants open Jody leaned in and took the pull on my zipper in her teeth and tugged it slowly downwards. Once the zipper was undone she slid her hands inside my waistband, slipped my pants down over my hips, and let them fall in a puddle around my ankles. I stood there making a tent in my boxers expecting her to pull those down as well, but Jody pushed herself back onto the bed instead and just looked up at me expectantly. I quickly removed my shirt and Jody laughed at me as I struggled to get my pants off over my shoes, which wasn't working at all. I tried to sit on the bed but Jody put her foot in the small of my back and gave me a little push and I ended up on the floor instead and that only made her laugh harder. Once I got my shoes and socks off I made quick work of my pants as well. Now clad only in my boxers I stood and faced her. I looked her in the eye as I reached for the waistband of my shorts and was disappointed to see her shake her head. I shrugged in an animated fashion then after a dramatic pause I lunged for her on the bed making her shriek in surprise. We rolled around together for a few seconds and then I let her win. As Jody straddled my chest holding my arms down over my head she looked down at me with her hair hanging around her face. "No touching," she said with mock sternness. "Why?" I asked. "It has to be just a dance," she replied. "Why?" I asked. "I promised," Jody said wistfully then paused. "I promised my boyfriend I would only dance for you. He knows I am with you tonight and why." "Oh," I said, unable to hide my disappointment. "It's okay! I think you will enjoy this," Jody said with a grin. "Sit up there against the head of the bed." I did as I was commanded and watched Jody's amazing ass as she walked out the door into the other room. I didn't hear any talking so I assumed Tatiana had left. A few seconds later Jody returned with the stereo. She changed discs, punched , crawled up the foot of the bed on all fours, and continued crawling until she was straddling me again with one knee on either side of my waist. She played with the hair on my chest with her finger for a few moments without looking up at me. Then Jody dropped her hands into her lap and just sat there without moving. After a minute I reached out and took her chin gently in my hand tilting her head up until her eyes met mine. I caressed her cheek and pushed her hair back from her, only then seeing the tears that were beginning to well in her eyes. "What's wrong?" I asked with genuine concern. "Nothing. I just realized how much I have missed you. That's all." I began to say "We don't have to do this," but Jody put her finger on my lips and said "I want to. I want to very much!" And without another word Jody began to dance. If you have ever paid for a lap dance you will understand the sense of hollowness that pervades the experience. Even when the dancer is naked and rubbing her body all over yours there is still exists a barrier between you and the dancer. The act is as impersonal as it could possibly be under the circumstances. This was different. When Jody ran her hands over my body it was as though she was trying to remember every curve. When she leaned her face close to mine she placed dozens of light kisses on my cheeks, my forehead, the tip of my nose, and yes, my mouth. As she kissed me her fingers played in the hair behind my ears before tracing their way around my ears themselves. She nibbled on my neck and my chest, and she sucked my nipples into her mouth. All the while she was doing this she slowly massaged my swollen groin and then my thigh with her mound as she moved her mouth lower on my body. As the song playing on the stereo came to an end Jody sat up and without fanfare removed her bra exposing her small but perfect breasts to me. Immediately Jody leaned into me and began kissing my chest and neck once again, only now I could feel her rigid nipples where they met my flesh. Once more I was tempted to touch her but this time I resisted. Instead I leaned my head back, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the sensation of Jody's mouth, hands, and body on mine. I could feel Jody's mouth working its way lower and lower down my body. Her kisses left moist spots that felt cool to my skin. I arched my back when her tongue found an erogenous zone I didn't even know I had at the point of my hip bones. Waves of pleasure flowed though me as Jody's tongue swirled around my hipbone and sensing my pleasure she began to suck there as well which only heightened the already incredible sensation. "Oh gawd," I moaned. "What are you doing to me?" She just made a low guttural sound and continued her ministrations. When Jody sensed the feeling of pleasure in my hip begin to subside she moved herself yet lower on the bed. She paused with her mouth barely hovering over my cock and blew her warm breath onto me. The sensation of warmth caused my already pulsing member to swell just a little bit more. I was aching to be touched, but Jody only moved herself down lower again. I spread my legs slightly to give Jody more room. She used it to her advantage, and mine, and began to flick her tongue and nibble along the inside of my thighs. Try as I might I could not keep still and she quickly had me writhing on the bed and moaning in pleasure again. Continuing her journey downward she kissed the inside of my knees and left a trail of even more light kisses down my shin. When she reached my ankles she gave them the same treatment she had given my hip bones and once again I discovered a pleasure zone on my body that I had no idea existed. I opened my eyes and watched Jody swirl her tongue around my ankle and I am not sure whether that sight or the feelings it caused were the most erotic, but Jody had me more turned on than I had ever been in my life. Jody stood up at the end of the bed and wriggled her way out of her panties which she delicately stepped out of. Looking me square in the eye she spread her legs slightly and reached between her legs. She slid one finger into her glistening slit then brought that finger to her mouth and sucked it in with a suggestive look of lust on her face. Back on her hands and knees, Jody crawled seductively back up towards the head of the bed. When she reached my thighs she slipper her hands way up into the legs of my boxers, dug in her fingernails, and then left a trail of scratches down the inside of my thighs. Then she did it again only this time she leaned forward and placed her mouth on the outline of my cock while she did so. Her breath, which had felt warm before, was scorching as she blew it on me again only now with her mouth in direct contact with the silk of my boxers. The third time Jody scratched her nails down my thighs she slipped just the silk covered head of my cock into her mouth and the heat of her breath almost sent me over the top, something I didn't want to do just yet. Jody reached up and grabbed the waist band of my boxers and began to pull. I quickly lifted my hips which enabled her to pull them down over my cock which sprang up in freedom, and then down the remainder of my legs. She stood up at the end of the bed and made a show of twirling my shorts around her finger before tossing them into the corner of the room. Jody grabbed my ankles and pulled me down until I was laying flat on my back. Once more she crawled up the bed towards me with her hands knees on either side of me. When her face reached the same level as mine she reached down to my sides and took my hands in each of hers and pulled them up over my head. Holding them there Jody slowly began to slide her wet pussy up and down the length of my cock. I ached to be inside of her and I am sure she could feel my cock twitching as a result, but she did not stop grinding herself into me. Faster and faster she moved her hips and just when I thought I would explode Jody convulsed in an orgasm of her own and then collapsed on top of me with her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Once the moment had passed and Jody had caught her breath she sat up and knelt upright over me. She had let go of my hands so I lowered my arms and rested my hands on her thighs while I looked up at her. We held each other's gaze for a few moments and I could sense the wheels in Jody's head turning. Then, as though coming to a decision, she leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. She kissed me gently at first with the same butterfly kisses as she had kissed me with earlier, but then I felt her tongue begin to flick and probe at my lips. When I opened my mouth just a little her tongue forced its way in completely and what had begun as a gentle kiss quickly became ardent. Jody's legs straightened out and she lay completely on top of me. For the first time I did what I wanted with my hands and I wrapped my arms around her pulling her slender body to me so tightly I thought I would break her. My hands roamed up and down Jody's back and then as our kiss continued my hands roamed down over her ass as well. I had touched Jody's ass before when she had given me lap dances in the club, but that was mostly on the side. Now I had a full handful and I loved the feel of her firm dancing muscles so close beneath the surface. As we kissed I could feel my cock pressing up against the opening of Jody's pussy. One slight thrust and I would be inside of her, but given the night and the circumstances it was not for me to decide. Our hips were moving in unison so there was no way Jody could not have realized the position we were in but we remained in that pose for sometime as we continued to kiss. Then just when I was beginning to believe I would not be making love to Jody that night she opened her legs slightly and lowered herself onto me with a gasp as I slid into her to the hilt. Not breaking our kiss we continued much as we had before only now we were joined. Our bodies moved as one as we writhed against each other in passion, and in that moment it became much more than passion. It was love. That realization struck me hard and waves of emotion joined the waves of physical pleasure I was already feeling. Never in my life had I felt as one with a woman as I did with Jody. There was no one else in the world, not even Laura; I would have wanted to be with other than Jody in that moment. Suddenly, I could not get close enough, or deep enough inside of her, to satisfy me. I wanted to crawl inside of her and have her crawl inside of me at the same time. My kisses which were passionate before took on an urgency that was palpable. My heart raced, not with physical effort, but with all the love and passion I felt for Jody. Then, with little or no warning, I spontaneously orgasmed and filled Jody with pulse after pulse of my seed. At the same time I could feel her own orgasm throb around me and she cried out my name. Still joined, we laid there together for a long time. With her head resting on my chest Jody did not move a muscle and I moved only to stroke her hair. "I love you, Tim," I heard her whisper and my heart beat faster. "I love you, too, Jody," I said. And I truly did. "Would you have really married me?" she asked. I don't know if I would have then, but I quickly answered, "Yes." "Why did I let you go?" "It wasn't meant to be," I said. "And now?" Jody asked with her head still on my chest. I sighed but I could not bring myself to reply. Before long I could feel Jody's tears as they fell on my chest. I could only continue to stroke her hair. We made love one more time that night. We went slowly and enjoyed each other completely knowing it would be the last time. When it came time for us to part we just stood there and held each other for what seemed like forever. Then without a word Jody let me go, picked up her bag, and walked out the door and out of my life without a word. It was the last time I ever saw her. I tried calling a few times and sent her birthday greetings via email and text messages but she never responded. I guess she figured there wasn't room for someone like her in my new life. I often think back to that night and smile. It turns out that Jody lived up to her promise. She is the one I will never forget.