Dude is a senior programmer at a software company. While that job does get him a decent income, Dude is fit and bored and takes a dance class that leads to a gig as a stripper for a small bachelorette party. (Women had planned on strippers, but car trouble broke those plans, but one was taking dance classes and called the instructor about a last minute replacement)
Dude doesn't really have a routine or costume, but the dance instructor gives him some pointers and tells him these women are likely to be a little drunk, and therefore forgiving, should he not be perfect. He gets to the host's apartment, and there are only three women, and they take turns dancing with him and taking one item of his clothes each time, until he's dancing in his speedo swimsuit, and all 3 women have hopped up to dance with him. This is when the last two women of the party arrive, one of which steps up behind him and yanks his speedos down to his ankles.
Dude figures, "Why not?" and just keeps dancing. Now the women are all getting really "touchy-feely", and he's enjoying it. The last two women look a little familiar, but he can't place where he might have seen them before. They seem a bit more aggressive than their friends, though, and actually start undressing the other girls, who return the favor, and before it's over, there's a 1-man orgy on the living room floor. (One straddling his face while another works his cock until he is drained and his tongue is so tired he can't really talk.) They tip him well and send him on his way, smelling strongly of sex, which gets him some interesting looks from women he passes on his way back to his apartment.
The next week, though, Dude is back at work and presenting a report on some software to upper management when he figures out where he knew those women from. They are the two VPs of sales at his company. It's a lucky thing this only occurs to him as he's ending his report, since he's looking from face to face at his audience, and as he looks at this last VP, he sees she is looking at his crotch and biting her lip. That look starts him getting an erection and seems to drain the blood from his brain to do it. ;-)
Oh, and I really wish I could say this happened to me. ;-)
Dude doesn't really have a routine or costume, but the dance instructor gives him some pointers and tells him these women are likely to be a little drunk, and therefore forgiving, should he not be perfect. He gets to the host's apartment, and there are only three women, and they take turns dancing with him and taking one item of his clothes each time, until he's dancing in his speedo swimsuit, and all 3 women have hopped up to dance with him. This is when the last two women of the party arrive, one of which steps up behind him and yanks his speedos down to his ankles.
Dude figures, "Why not?" and just keeps dancing. Now the women are all getting really "touchy-feely", and he's enjoying it. The last two women look a little familiar, but he can't place where he might have seen them before. They seem a bit more aggressive than their friends, though, and actually start undressing the other girls, who return the favor, and before it's over, there's a 1-man orgy on the living room floor. (One straddling his face while another works his cock until he is drained and his tongue is so tired he can't really talk.) They tip him well and send him on his way, smelling strongly of sex, which gets him some interesting looks from women he passes on his way back to his apartment.
The next week, though, Dude is back at work and presenting a report on some software to upper management when he figures out where he knew those women from. They are the two VPs of sales at his company. It's a lucky thing this only occurs to him as he's ending his report, since he's looking from face to face at his audience, and as he looks at this last VP, he sees she is looking at his crotch and biting her lip. That look starts him getting an erection and seems to drain the blood from his brain to do it. ;-)
Oh, and I really wish I could say this happened to me. ;-)
