Jennifer, but she was always good at getting what she wanted.

Jennifer agreed to come and have lunch with John, something that Pete really enjoyed, and told her husband she would wear something special for the occasion. Since she had an early start to work today, she decided to dress as she would for her work, which just means having her makeup done and some very nice clothing on.

She wore a very nice skirt and silken top combination, with a jacket matching the skirt and some very nice heels. She kept her hair short and tended to wear wigs when dancing, which served to protect her from being recognized by too many people under casual scrutiny, so she wore her hair normally.

She checked herself out in the mirror and decided to wear a bra that did a bit of lifting and pushing together for her outfit, to show some cleavage. She rarely wore a bra, as implants made it for the most part just uncomfortable and meaningless, but for today she made an exception.

With the bra she chose, her outfit now became something special, she felt her own breasts up, as they really did look that good. She ordered lunch for her and John and the texted Peter to make sure he was ready. Why leave any of this to chance?

"Pete, coming to work to have lunch, and I am dressing to impress." She started, she knew her husband might not find the right way to do this without help, why not play both sides?

"John is going to suggest we hang out, and give you permission, don't miss your chance." Jenn continued, looking for the right words, "Make a perverted but joking compliment about me, and then let John do his thing and say yes."

Pete didn't wait long to respond, "Fuck yeah!"

Jennifer replied quickly, "Now delete this from your phone so your wife doesn't fuck this up, I am deleting my side of this now."

That was that, she didn't think Pete could fuck up something so easily laid out for him, and she could kill a few birds with one stone.

She could get Pete off her back for catching her sucking a customer's dick in the parking lot at work. She could get John over any reservations with fucking Claudia, and she could use that and fucking Pete to set the stage for John and her to be able to fuck other people.

Not in a group setting, like being able to date outside of the house, just John and Claudia, Just Jenn and Steve, or Peter, or whomever. This could really be good for opening up John's horizons to a beautiful and sexually wonderful new world.

She had lived in that world for years, long before she was old enough to be sexually active or participate in any way, but she had known how her parents lived, the life of swingers. They had protected her until she was of the age to consent, but she knew what they did. They had involved her, her father had been her first sexual experience.

She just knew John would love the expanded sexual horizons that were coming for both of them.

Jennifer's normal was just a bit different, maybe it was why she came to life in the strip club as easily as she did. Unlike many dancers, she wasn't looking for a way out. And if she was honest, she wanted to get her degree, but she might put off professional life for a few years after, to make the most of the money she could earn when she was a young stripper.

Her mind came back to where she was as she pulled up to John's work. She carried their food to security to sign in, and they were as nice as ever. She saw them every week, and they were always very kind to her. Her heels were loud as she walked to the break room to meet John, and as she walked in she saw him and Pete sitting and talking.

Both men's eyes lit up when seeing her enter, and John stood up to hug her. She sat across from her husband and Peter and made small talk as she handed John the grilled chicken salad she had picked up for him.

She took off the jacket she wore in, that hid her normally very perky and augmented c-cup breasts, but which were now being lifted by a very sexy push-up bra she had as a part of her profession.

John did a double-take, Peter didn't bother closing his mouth, and actually licked his lips, and conversation stopped in the breakroom as it seemed everyone noticed.

She was wearing a professional outfit, the silken blouse wasn't sheer or overly revealing, but she made it look very good, and right now she made it look exquisite.

She noticed that Claudia was in the room, and noticed that the beautiful Latin co-worker of John's was gawking herself, maybe Claudia wasn't so straight as she let on before. How very interesting, that could turn into something. Jennifer loved man and enjoyed women, but she might really enjoy turning Claudia, given her judgemental attitude before.

Jennifer had a very dirty mind in general and briefly imagined Claudia sucking on one of her breasts, maybe, hopefully.

John had a soda but otherwise was eating healthier with Jennifer's help. She didn't drink soda, avoiding the sugar, having a bottle of water with her own grilled chicken salad.

As she and John talked over lunch, Jennifer included Peter in the conversation and enjoyed that the boys weren't looking her in the eyes as she spoke. Her husband was as smitten as his friend Pete was, and all the better. Horny men were always more pliable in her experience.

She cleaned up her's and John's lunches, and kissed her husband on the cheek and said goodbye, before bumping into Peter as she put her jacket back on, of course brushing her breasts against him as she did. She gave Peter a quick hug and headed for the door, stopping to say hello to Claudia, being genuinely friendly.

She leaned down and whispered to Claudia, "Sorry about how I acted before, I truly am," placing her hand gently on the other woman's shoulder. "I had too much to drink, and I learned my lesson."

She said goodbye to Claudia cheerfully and headed out to the car, with her husband, Peter, the other men in the breakroom, as well as Claudia watching her toned ass as she walked away.

"Jesus John, that top," Pete said to John as they walked back to their part of the campus to get back to work. "Jenifer is something else man, how do you do it?"

"Do what? John asked, wondering if this was the right time.

"Know other men see Jenn topless? Nearly naked? I mean you know what happens in lap dances right?" Peter replied, hoping he didn't go too far.

"She was a dancer before I met her man, I knew what she did, and I was ok with it," John replied. "No matter what happens, she always comes home to me."

John stopped at a second-story window and they both saw Jennifer getting into her car, "I hit the lottery Pete, I know that." John continued, "Jennifer is out of my league, out of your league, out of everyones. I love her and I want her to be happy, and she just doesn't think about some things like everyone else."

Peter didn't answer, wanting to let his friend finish, he was getting somewhere, and somewhere Peter thought he would enjoy it.

"Like nudity and sex," John continued. "She doesn't feel any inhibition about her body or people seeing it, and she is like a predator in sex man, like nothing else I have ever seen."

"You are a lucky man John, keep her happy, do whatever you have to, but keep her happy." Pete replied, "I can tell you, few women are like that, my wife never liked sex, put on thirty pounds, and doesn't ever seem to want sex anymore."

"Sorry man, how long has it been?" John asked, maybe a night with Jennifer would do Pete some good.

"I don't keep track, months, at least six or seven, before our anniversary," Pete replied.

John felt bad for his friend, "Jenn is off tomorrow night, come on over and hang out man, let's get your mind off of your troubles." John said, slapping Pete on the back.

"I don't know man," Pete replied with a sarcastic tone and smile. "Do you really want a horny guy on a cold streak hanging out with you and your wife?" Pete thought that would be enough to get John to say go for it.

"Dude, maybe Jenn will be in the mood to give you a private dance at our place, and maybe you won't have to pay for it," John replied, smiling. He knew what Jenn meant to do to Peter, and it didn't involve dancing.

Pete laughed, "what are your touching rules like?"

"I am not much of a bouncer" John replied. "And if Jenn doesn't mind, I don't mind man."

Peter and John both smiled, but for different reasons. John had managed to help a friend and to help his wife. Peter smiled because he knew he was going to get to fuck the hottest woman he had ever met, and probably not just once. He was going to try to make this a regular thing.

Jennifer got to work and saw texts from both men, both very happy with themselves, and laughed at how much help she had given both of them.

Things were going very well. She replied to John to set something up with Claudia on the next night when they were meeting. Then she sent Pete a text telling him not to open the next pic in the wrong place and sent him a picture of herself after she took off her outfit to start getting ready for a shift on the pole.

It was a very well framed topless picture of herself, smiling wide for Pete. "What did I tell you? See you tomorrow night. Don't worry, something will come up, John will have to leave not long after you get there."

It was all going very well indeed.