Not right away.

Jennifer woke up late the next morning, and after breakfast with John and some coffee she took a very long hot bath with some expensive salts in the bath.

Her body needed it badly, she had a shift at the club, but the night before had left her rather sore.

When she was finished she looked in the mirror, and thought about the night before.

She had sucked Martin’s cock on the way over, and when he wasn’t finished she had him park not too far away so she could finish the job. She did that just because she wanted to, make sure the night went well. She also wanted to try to satisfy a desire she seemed to always have for the taste of a black man’s cock. No matter how much she got, she always wanted more.

Something about the taboo of it turned her on. She loved seeing the contrast of a black cock against her lighter complexion.

As usual, the taste of Martin’s cum, and the feel of it going down her throat aroused her, and for her ready for the party to come.

She had suggested that Martin take something to make sure he kept going, wanting to maximize her own pleasure, and he took a Viagra. Something he normally did not need, but she had wanted the night to last.

John had been supportive of what she wanted, and had done his best, but he was nowhere near the athlete that Martin was, and she had not suggested he take any little blue pills. She regretted giving Martin an advantage over her husband.

She was disappointed in herself, she had set up her husband to under perform compared to Martin, not really with the intent to hurt him, but she knew she had, or she would if she kept it up.

She had been sexually actively outside of their relationship for as long as they had been together, and had made a lot of excuses for it, as just being part of the life she was in.

Jennifer had started the two of them on this road with the intent to be able to be more open about what she was doing. She wanted to be able to live her life as she was, and to have her husband know about it and accept it.

Her boss Steve asked for a lot from her and always had. She had sucked his cock the day she met him, auditioning for a job as a stripper on her eighteenth birthday. She had sucked him until he came, and swallowed his cum, and it had not been the only time.

Jennifer had sucked Steve’s cock every day she had worked for over two years, sometimes more than once, and had on some other days as well when she didn’t work.

He also fucked her at least once a week, often more, and always bareback. And he was wonderful at it, he boss fucked like a pornstar, he could get her off with a fuck, where women usually only could with their tongues. He was really good.

She had also sucked dick for the bouncers, as she had been told was commonplace, and the other male staff at the club. Not as often as with Steve, but it was a lot.

She didn’t want to stop doing that, she wanted to keep her job and keep their lifestyle. She loved John, but she wanted Steve. She needed him, she needed his cock, his cum, she many smell of him, his great strength when he had his way with her.

She had to keep the life she was in as well. There were men like Marin away from the club she needed as well, she wanted all of it.

She thought about the pool party, where she walked in on John and the two other dancers. John had almost walked in on her and Steve, and she thought she might be divorced by now if her husband caught her with a cock down her throat.

She loved John, she adored him, and she enjoyed the sex with other people quite a lot as well. There had to be a way to have both, but that wasn’t going to happen, not if there were repeats of last night.

Martin had it in his mind to fuck her regardless of her consent. She had been with him before, and she knew him to be assertive, but last night had been different. What kind of a scene would there have been if he had talked about the other times he had fucked her?

Martin had mentioned how he loved that she swallowed cum. Jennifer was sure that in the heat of the moment John had missed it, but what if he hadn’t? What if Martin had said more?

She had Fucked Martin off and on for a year and a half or so, maybe it was a mistake to involve someone she had been with so often.

She would be patient, and find another way. She was going to keep her husband, she was going to love him and they were going to live their best lives. And she was also going to find a way to have the rest of it as well. Her husband and her other men.

Maybe the other guy in the threesome needed to be one of his friends? Time would have to tell, she would see where she could lead that conversation.

She got dressed after her shower and spent the afternoon with John before work, and her husband never brought up the night before, and they had a really good day.

Jennifer worked her shift at the club and made good money, as she always did on Saturdays. She was also about as sexually active as she would normally be.

Steve fucked her before work, he got that once we week for her having the job. She also gave one of the DJs a blowjob before work, which was also a part of the job. Why the DJs thought dancers had to taste cum to get good music was lost on Jennifer, but it was the way it was.

She let one customer fuck her with a condom on for a nice extra stack of cash. It was easier to fuck than suck dick in the club, as a lap dance looked exactly like a fuck. A passerby or a bouncer would never know the difference.

With a blowjob, it was impossible to miss the bobbing head in a booth. It was more subtle to suck a dick in a dark corner, and Jennifer had also fucked men in the club, out in the open. The club had numerous dark corners that were very poorly lit for a reason, to provide some discretion.

She had once ridden a man reverse cowgirl with John in the club, maybe twenty feet away. Her and her customer were in a one of those poorly lit corners at the time.

Her then fiancée John had actually watched her, staring as she gave what looked like a passionate lap dance, just another of many.

John watched her allow the man to grope her, but hadn’t seen the man suck her breasts as she rubbed her body against him cowgirl style.

The man had offered $300 for a fuck, and as turned on as she ever got, knowing John was watching she said yes, Jennifer had shown the customer a condom.

She got on her knees before him, knowing they were on a dark enough corner, and knowing that the bouncers would keep other people clear of them, and pulled out the man’s cock, and gave it a quick suck without a condom.

This man was a regular, she had done this sort of thing for him before and he paid well. Regular customers were the key to really making money, and she wanted this man to come back, and come back only for her.

Jennifer carefully placed the condom on the man’s cock, and gently worked it down with her mouth, turning to look at her fiancé who was watching her.

She saw he was watching but knew he could not see her well, she gave him wink and continued. He had seen strippers out their heads in men’s laps often. He had seen Jennifer put her lips on the outline of a customer’s cock outside of his pants. That was pushing a line, but it had been sexy.

Soon she had pushed the condom all the way on the customer’s cock, using her lips and fingers, pulling it down fully over a decent sized cock. The tip of it was in her throat when she finished.

She then turned and started grinding on the man reverse cowgirl, facing John, and looking at him as she felt the man guide his cock into her pussy.

It was electric, like nothing she had ever felt. Looking her future husband in the eyes and smiling as she fucked another man for money, with her husband unaware what was actually going on.

She was very careful and had done this before, and could easily make a fuck look like a lap dance, and she gave this guy his money’s worth. She would normally move on after one song, but this guy got three, and John watched the entire time.

She turned to face her customer and fucked him cowgirl style in the second song, and then rode him in a sort of soggy style in the third until he came. Paying $300 meant a customer got to fuck her till he came, it was a part of the deal.

She smiled and orgasmed as the man squeezed her tightly and groaned, a rare thing for her with sex in the club. She felt warmth inside of her, and she knew the condom had broken. And that drove her even more wild.

She orgasmed again at the warmth of her customer’s cum, and lowered herself down on him to feel it deep inside of her before she moved on.

But she also had to get her clothing, and get past John with cum inside of her, she leaned into her customer and whispered to him, “the condom broke baby, don’t be obvious when you put it away. Clean up in the bathroom.”

That had been a while ago, but she still remembered standing up from the customer, giving him a quick kiss and then dropped down and very quickly ducked his cock, trying to help him clean up. She hoped John didn’t think anything of what could only look like what it was, her briefly sucking the man’s cock.

Then she hurried to the back to clean up, as cum running down your leg was bad for business for a stripper.

Another dancer she fucked quite often helped her out and cleaned her up, eating her pussy and sucking out as much cum as she could, which let her get back to work. That was just what you did sometimes, she had eaten a few cream pies out of other dancers as well. One hand watches the other, so to speak.

It was just a part of the job.

When her shift was over she met another costumer, a middle aged married man she had agreed to suck off for a couple hundred dollars, and gave him a blowjob in her car, a cute little coupe, but one that saw built well for leaning over and sucking a cock. She did this for a nice financial reward, and also for the extra reward of tasting more cum. Oh how she loved it.

As she swallowed his cum, something he paid even extra for, she wondered how many dicks she had sucked in that car, how much cum she had swallowed. She remembered that she had never blown her husband in her car, which seemed a bit unfair.

But then John loved his truck, and they took it most places they went together. John was going to get some road head soon, he didn’t have to know about what was happening, but he was going to get his dick sucked to have it be more fair for him.

As she drove home, having fucked two men and sucked two other men’s dicks, she wasn’t conflicted. In the moment what she did always felt right. It was the job.

With the broken condom, two men had cut inside of her, and that felt both dirty and incredibly sexy to her.

It was what had to be done for their future. In the moment she convinced herself that she did it for her husband. It would help them get a house and get started in life.

The next day she got a text from one of John’s best friends, one she should have known was coming, but had not predicted.