+10 - She loves that request for that sexual release.

"Mmmm." Jessica grins and she pecks your cheek gently, and reluctantly lifts herself off of your lap, grabbing the clothes on the floor. As she returns to the back, she turns around, and blows you a kiss, then disappears behind the curtains. You return to the floor area, settling down in an open booth, enjoying a non-alcoholic brew, your eyes watching Jessica take the stage one more time for the night, watching her dance in a dark blue party dress, doing a samba dance on stage, slowly stripping out of it. You can't help but give her a smile whenever she stares at you, and watch her dance for you and the remaining patrons. When she finishes her last stage dance for the night, you take a dollar bill, give it to the passing waitress, then watch her lay it on the stage for Jessica to collect.

Another 15 minutes pass before you watch Jessica come out to the floor, and walk towards you. Normally, you'd see her in something much more comfortable in the form of her normal street wear. Because both of you still feel that need for sexual release, though, you see her in a red Chinese silk dress. A teardrop cut at the front providing an ample view of her cleavage, a slit on both sides of the ankle-length skirt end letting her legs move freely. You can see them in the black fishnet stockings this time, with lace on top, and garters that go up the thighs. She had redone her blonde hair as they were glistening with sweat from her night's dances. Otherwise, her arms and hands were bare, save for a couple of pearl bracelets on her left wrist. With a smile from her lips, you rise from the seat in the booth, and in a sense of chivalry, you take one of her hands, and walk with her out of the club, and over to your car.

You exchange normal talk with her, or at least try to keep it as normal as you can, as you follow her directions towards her home in one of the more modern, high-end apartment towers. It's a rectangular tower, 50-stories up, and has a large parking garage, primarily for tenants, but otherwise has an overnight parking area for guests. You park your car there, lock it, then follow Jessica down the walkway from the garage, to the tower itself. Following her to the elevator, you wait for her to call the elevator, taking a good look at the surroundings. Though as you start going up to her floor, she moves to press herself against you, stroking her cheeks, and lightly kissing your lips. Her breath hot and heavy, her eyes gazing into yours. That gets put on hold for that moment the two of you exit the elevator when it stops at her floor, and as quickly and calmly as you could, make her way to her apartment home. It's about as large as your studio apartment, if not a big larger, and a significantly more decorated. With her door locked behind both of you, the two of you begin to kiss heatedly, and you look to her.

"Give me another hot lap dance, Jessica, please?" You ask her, and wait for her response.