definitely a stripper

"An exotic danger," I said. That was supposed to be a joke, she knew I was joking right. Kushina snorted at my answer.

"You really have a one track mind," said Kushina, "Or are you just being hopeful? Are you imagining me spinning around a pole?" Kushina raised her eyebrows, and looked down at my lap. I definitely had a bulge.

"Or maybe you are imagining me bouncing off your pole," said Kushina? Kushina laughed

"As I said earlier, you are way too pretty," I answered, "I've been imagining way too much." Kushina saw my eyes trace her breasts. A predatory smile gracing her face.

"Imagining these," said Kushina, "Mr. Alain?" Kushina ever so slowly bent forward. She bent forward till her upper body was parallel with the ground. Her breasts pressing against her top showing me full cleavage. Her breasts were definitely too big for her size.

"You don't have to play along, I was just making a joke," I said. Kushina didn't smile, but kept her lowered voice. She bit her lip.

"But I haven't even showed you how good with a pole I am," said Kushina. Kushina squeezed her own breasts, and suddenly stood back up. It seemed her game was over.

"Maybe I took that too far," said Kushina. She seemed nervous, realizing how sexual that was. "Minato and I just, haven't been the same as we used to. We haven't been happy in years."

"You're too good for me anyways," I said, "but definitely too good to be in a relationship where you aren't happy." She looked at me, and suddenly I found myself very nervous again.

"You really meant that," said Kushina, "if I wasn't already married, well, I would probably take your resume. Although, you are the age of my son. Why am I even telling you this?" She put her hands to her face, clearly she was having some internal battles.

"Listen," I said. "I've been having some weird moments myself. I shouldn't have ever hit on you. Yeah you are beautiful, but you're married, and I knew it was wrong to hit on you. I'm sorry. I need to be a better person." Kushina took her hands from her face. She looked angry. Was I in danger?