Mia.

"Mia."... an angelic blonde with amazing lips, beautiful curves, and eyes that promise a wild night for the right price. Taller than Jenna at 5'7", Mia strikes you as being in her mid 20s, and her 34Cs might not be the biggest in the place, but they're definitely real, and Jenna's eyes are locked on her hungrily, almost reeling her in.
After an introduction and a quick lapdance for Jenna, during which Mia puts Jenna's hands on her hips, and at the end of which Jenna's face is buried in her cleavage, Mia starts to suggest that the three of you have a little VIP party.
"Definitely." Jenna breathes, and shows of an envelope full of cash that makes your eyes pop. "I just need to know, Mia baby. Do you really like girls? Or is it just for show? I want a private dance from someone who's really...into girls..."
Mia gives a sweet smile. "I love girls, honey. Especially when they look like you." She brushes Jenna's hair back, and you cough into your hand.
{if JxKDom = 1
}"So... let's talk rates." You say.
"For the two of you together? $150 for 20 minutes. That's for the basic package, sweet thing." she says to Jenna.
"What if it was just me?" Jenna says with a flirty smile.
"$120 for the same time."
"Jenna!" you protest.
"Oh don't be a baby, James." She reaches out to take your hand. "It'll be both of us."
{else
}"Let's talk rates, gorgeous." Jenna says. "I've got a lot of cash and I intend to spend it."
"$150 for 20 minutes. That's my rate for couples." She continues, quieter. "That's for the basics, baby."
Jenna nods, understanding. They could discuss "extras" once they were in private. You can feel your dick hardening with anticipation.{endif
} Mia leads you both into a private booth, past the bar. She says something to the girl making drinks, who nods, and turns a knob near her on the wall, and then nods to the nearby bouncer, who nods back. Getting the room ready for a special time, you figure.
Once in the tiny private room with the leather couches, Mia leans down over Jenna, running her hands up your wife's legs to the hem of her dress. "You first? Or your husband?"