Angel is slowly succumbing to her desires.

“I hope this will end quickly, I swear this song is the longest I ever heard,” Riley said as she poured herself another glass of champagne. “Well at least the booze is great,” she added while glancing at Lana.

Her friend barely mumbled an answer, her eyes fixated on the erotic show in front of them. Danny wasn’t the only one enjoying the sight of the stripper’s curvy body; Lana too was enjoying the show. Her repressed fantasies toward other women were gradually taking over her other thoughts, new desires appearing in her mind.

She envied them.

She envied Danny because he had a beautiful, brown-skinned woman gyrating on his lap.

She envied Angel’s sexy body and her confident moves. Clearly, she was the one in control and she knew it, moving with grace around the handcuffed student while peeling off the skimpy cop’s uniform she wore for her act. The hem of the uniform barely covered her butt and she teased Danny by bending slightly to show off the lacey g-string that barely covered her snatch. Lana blushed when her gaze met Angel’s, the stripper winking at her while she seductively began undoing buttons to reveal a bra encasing her C cup tits.

Angel smiled, she was clearly enjoying this more than she should. She loved her job but tonight she really wanted to give Danny a show that will haunt his dreams for a long time. Seeing Lana fidgeting on the couch fueled her desire. She was accustomed to having an audience lusting for her but tonight it felt different. She felt a perverse joy at the idea of toying with them, driving them mad with desires until they’ll jump on her. A warm, pleasurable feeling arose from her tattooed skin, as if Corrina's hands never left her back but instead were sensuously massaging her. Angel moaned, the corruption invading her tattoos, then her mind. In a flash she pictured herself sitting on Lana’s face, the formerly demure Asian now hungrily licking her while the guy’s girlfriend was sucking on her tits while Danny moved behind her, positioning his cock against her asshole. Unbeknownst to the stripper, her tattoos were changing, her desires fueling the corruption implanted by Corrina. The tramp stamp she had above her ass was growing, the lines expanding toward asshole and pussy.

Her daydreaming ended when she felt Danny’s warm breath on her barely covered chest. Reluctantly she moved away, suddenly worried by Riley’s reaction. But the blonde woman was busy refilling her glass, clearly enjoying the corrupted ****. The stripper briefly wondered why she was enjoying this so much, a conflict raging into her mind between ending the dance quickly and seeing how much fun she could have with the handcuffed customer.

“I hope Alice won't find out,” Angel thought as she sensuously removed her shirt. She mashed her ass on his crotch, grinding on Danny's painfully hard bulge as she thought about freeing his cock and using him to satisfy her desires.

Meanwhile, Riley finally noticed her friend's behavior. Lana wasn't answering Riley's bantering, her gaze fixated on the stripper's sensuous moves.

“Hey Lana, are you gay or s'mthing,” Riley asked, her speech hindering by the corrupted **** she's been drinking, the bottle always seemed full of tasty champaign.

“W-what? No no no, I'm not,” Lana sputtered, tearing her gaze away from Angel to look at her friend, Lana's embarrassment amusing Riley as she moved closer.

“Come on, you've been watching her non-stop, maybe that waitress was right when she asked if you wanted a lap dance,” Riley teased her.

“No, I-I just...”

Riley didn’t let her finish, gulping the rest of her drink, she straddled her friend, sitting on her lap, her face a few inches above Lana’s.

"You know what?” Riley said, licking the **** from her full lips.

“I’m gonna give you a lap dance. It won’t cost you anything and I’m sure I’ll do better than these skanks,” the blonde said as she took a brief look behind her.

“I’ll show you what the skank can do”, Angel thought. Moving a hand behind her, she deftly unzipped Danny’s fly, his hard cock ending up trapped between the stripper’s tanned buns. His girlfriend couldn’t see this while Angel had an unobstructed view of Riley’s actions.