I'll give daddy what he wants

"Y-Yes daddy..." I say, my hips then moving back and forth as if on autopilot. I looked down for a second and could see his grin, his face looking up and down my body like I was a piece of meat. Normally I'd hate him even more for this, and I kind of do, but at the same time he's appreciating my body so much more than Henry has.

I continue with the lap dance, for some reason I noticed myself subconsciously trying my hardest at this. To seem as seductive and sexy as possible.

"There you go, fat ass... You're finally getting in the groove of it." I could feel myself getting more and more **** to show off. I wanted to flaunt my body to him, and was shocked by this. This was the disgusting asshole who's made me uncomfortable numerous times, flirted with me openly in front of my husband, stared at my ass for a combined longer time than my husband has seen it naked, made me feel like meat, and yet here he was making me shake my ass for him as I suddenly crave showing him even more.

He didn't deserve to see more, I couldn't do it. He's a pig and he's lucky he's getting this one night to have this.

But then again... He did win all this fair and square... And skill like his usually deserves fair rewards and even more...