Out to a stripclub

As it turned out, despite my lingering fears and worries, they weren't joking about the limousine. It might have been Olivia's influence, or it might have just come from them. Whatever the case, they really were going all out for me tonight.

Just sitting in it felt wrong and exciting. I wasn't used to this level of luxury but I was ready to fully embrace it. The other guys didn't seem to treat this as anything special. With practised motions they knew where to grab out the stored champagne and glasses. They knew what buttons to press for the heated seats and how to get the music blasting through the surround speakers. They even knew the drivers name and he in turn knew all of them.

This must have been the companies go to Limo service. Thinking back to it, the one Olivia got into looked identical to this one. It was probably just a different one from the same fleet.

"We've had a lot of good memories in limos like this." Chase told me.

"Her promotion party." Mark said, smirking at me. "She vowed not to go home until each and every one of us had tried all her holes."

"Hahaha what a night!" Franz boomed. "I think it might have been this very limousine, look at the stain on the floor!"

While the guys kept making up stories about how and where they fucked my wife, I starting thinking about what she was doing right now. Was she handling those big clients? Getting through that supposed workout with Deacon at her side? I knew she would be, but wanted to give her the encouragement I hadn't been able to before.

"hey baby. How r u?" I struggled to type on my phone. Those shots had snuck up on me, and I was really starting to feel them now.

To my surprise the response came almost instantly. A picture that took a second to load, followed by the reply under it.

"Great baby! They gave it pretty hard to be in the limo, but I'm getting a break from it now!" I took in the picture after reading the message.

It was a selfie of her alone in a dark booth with burgundy seats, sipping some champagne. Giving me a kissy face that showed off her bright red lipstick. The venue didn't exactly look like the high class place I'd assumed she was meeting those big clients, but maybe the lighting was just off? That wasn't really the part I focused on though, what really caught my attention was how amazing she looked in that dress. The neckline plunged deep, emphasising her cleavage like I'd never seen before. Maybe it was just the **** but I became mesmerised with them, so much that I almost missed her other messages.

"Deacon's with the clients at the bar, getting ready before we go another round."

"Are you having a good night baby? It's only going to get more exciting from here ;)"

"Okay, they're cuming back! Won't have my phone much tonight, so just enjoy yourself!"

"Love you baby!!!!"

Shit, looks like I missed my chance to chat with her. I messaged an 'I love you too!' back and then put my phone away. We were pulling in now anyways, to a building that had no illusions of what it was. The garish colour scheme, bright neon lighting and signage that would be tacky if it weren't so fitting. A strip club, through and through. I'd driven past one on occasion, but never imagined myself actually visiting one.

Did Olivia know this was where I was being taken tonight? Was that why she was encouraging me to let loose and enjoy myself. No, well... maybe? A few days ago I would have been sure of the no, but the image I had of my wife had begun to shift as of late. Maybe she just thought we were going out for a night of drinking, or maybe she knew all about this and was happy for me to go.

"You ready for the wildest night of your life?" Chase passed me another shot of vodka while we waited for the other guys to get out of the limo.

I felt a little guilty not knowing for sure if Olivia was okay with this, but I was going to persevere anyways! Given everything that was going on between us, I couldn't see her getting mad at me just for looking at other girls.

"So ready!" I told chase, downing the shot.

"Fuck yeah, now smile for the camera!" Chase brought his phone out to take a selfie with me. We raised our empty glasses to the camera as he snapped the picture. "Perfect. With nights like tonight, you want to make sure you have something to remember them by..."

I guess that made sense. If I kept this pace with the amount of **** I was consuming, there was a good chance I'd be blacked out by the end of the night. But I bet Chase and all the other boys were just used to drinking this much, I couldn't slow down and look like a lightweight compared to them.

Stepping out of the limo I noticed we weren't by the main entrance, but by a side alley. The guys stood by, waiting for me to go take the lead and go on ahead. The setting sun cast my long shadow into it as I walked into the shrouded alleyway, the neighbouring buildings blocking out what little of the light was left.

This was the VIP entrance it seemed, round the back of the building where there was more privacy. Standing guard by the rather plain door was a man I might have mistaken for an 80s action villain. A large muscular towering figure, scars prominently on display over his arms and face. He stood up straight, arms crossed over his chest, not moving an inch except to track me with his eyes. They gave me a terrible glare, a look that said more than words ever could. 'I don't know who you are, and if you don't leave nobody will ever know you ever again.'. Something like that.

Then in an instance, before I could back away or piss myself, his eyes lightened up.

"Haha boys! Good to see you!" He welcomed the rest of the guys as soon as they turned the corner. Giving them all firm handshakes that seemed to double as some kind of test of strength. He continued to ignore me, which might have been for the best. I don't know if my hand would have survived the shaking.

"You just missed her show." He continued. " Was a hell of a performance tonight, better than any of our girls or even the porno stars we get commin' round some days."

"That's no issue for us." Chase laughed. Pulling his arm around me. "We're here to celebrate this man's promotion tonight!"

The security guard gave me a quick look up and down. Clearly confused about what a guy like me was doing hanging out with guys like them. Frankly I was as well.

"We've got a few special surprises for our man of the hour." Chase slipped the guy a hundred dollar note, a tip I guess. "They should be here pretty soon, and afterwards we'll need the back room."

"New guy already booked the room out." The guard said, pocketing the money.

"Not an issue." Chase flashed a smile and the man gave a knowing nod back.

"Well go on in then." He moved aside, opening the door for us. "Just don't tire the girls out too bad hehehe, we still need em' to come in tomorrow."

We walked inside and I was taken aback by how nice it all was. The back entrance to a strip joint felt like it should have been more seedy or dirty, but this place seemed high class. Well kept hardwood floors with a tasteful neon lighting skirting board to lead the way down the dark halls. There were various doors, leading to private dance rooms I assumed, and artwork over the walls that was provocative, but tasteful.

Out through the VIP section we entered the main stage, the wide open room centred around the dance floor with a stripper pole in the middle. It looked like things were in the middle of resetting after the last performance. Whoever the 'Her' was that the outside guard referred to. She must have really been something, because I was hearing people in the crowd go on about her show as we passed by.

I can't believe how far she took that

Sexiest girl in the club, maybe the whole state

Most girls are too shy to show their tits, but she's out their spreading her lips for us

I couldn't help but get a little hard from the anticipation of this all. The drinks burning through me made this all feel a little unreal, like a dream, but Chase was right. This was definitely going to be the wildest night of my life.

"Here's our spot." Chase led us to a table right by the centre of the stage. A reserved label on it bearing my name. He sat me down right in front of it, putting me as close as you could get to where the girls would be dancing soon.

"You know the rules right?" Chase said. "Talk is fine, but no touching yet. Them or yourself."

Wait, no touching yet? As in there might be some later.... I wasn't sure how-

"Here you go my friend!" Franz slammed down a pitcher of beer beside me, spilling some over the table. Chase slid over a huge stack of dollar bills, patting me on the back with a smirk on his face.

The lights began to dim as an announcer started announcing. Something about it being amateur night and hyping the crowd up. Idly scanning the room while I sipped on my beer I noticed something off by some of the more private booths near where we entered. A pale blonde woman wearing nothing but large black heels, and a flamboyant mask. It covered just the top half of her face, leaving her seductive lips with bright red lipstick open to see. She might have been wearing a G-string and nipple pasties, or she might have just been fully naked. It was hard to see properly in the dim light of the room. She carried a tray of drinks over to three men in suits, sitting in the booth with a burgundy coloured material.

It was all a little familiar. Even the woman sparked recognition in my mind from this distance. Something about the shape of her small, but perky breasts, and her ass as she bent over to put the drinks down. My mind buzzed, struggling to figure it out and struggling to keep me from unzipping my pants.

I watched her shrouded figure slide into that booth between two of the men. The men, respectfully, kept their hands off of her, but she didn't do the same. Putting her hands under the table, over their laps. Moving them around in what could have been side to side or up and down. She didn't look at any of the men at her table, instead looking off, in my direction...

Was she looking at me? Watching me watch her? Probably not but it excited me to think she could be. Whoever she was, she clearly liked being seen and stared at and while I couldn't see her eyes at all the more she moved her hands around the more it felt like she was doing it for me...

Before I could really focus in on the scene and figure it out, loud rock music started blasting over the speakers. The announcer was amped up and ready to bring in the new girl. No wait, girls. This was going to be a duo act.

"A Seductive Temptress and a Voluptuous Vixen. The cute little kitten and the fierce lioness!"

The two girls walked onto the stage, coming into view with an eruption of applause from the crowd. A younger brunette dressed as a slutty school girl and an older blonde, as a sexy secretary or teacher given the other girl's outfit. They walked hand in hand out to the crowd, waving and smiling with masks that covered their upper faces leaving their seductive plump lips on display. The masks were just like the one that other girl had, but a bit more themed. A lioness and her kitten.

"PLEEASE GIVE A BIIIIG WELCOME TO, MADDISON AND CARRRRROLYN!"