[video_boy]

I entered the club foyer and was greeted by a stunning young lady in an elegant evening gown. She welcomed me to the club and I announced my reservation.

"Ah, Mr Boy," she bagan, "Your wife arrived about 15 minutes ago and is waiting for you in your suite. I'll have Amber escort you. Enjoy your evening."

Amber, just as elegantly dressed, took my arm and began to lead me into the club proper. I have to admit that this was one elegant club. Eveyone was dressed fairly nice and there seemed to be a proper vibe about the place. Amber introduced me to Brian, a hulking man in a tuxedo who shook my hand and placed a gold bracelet around my wrist.

"Mr Boy, this bracelet gives you the run of the place as a VIP," Brian explained, "Only guest with this bracelet are allowed upstairs unless they are accompanied by you. Feel free to move about all areas of the club and have a wonderful evening." I reached into my pocket were I had a stashed of folded up $20 bills and shook Brians hand with the tip.

As Amber continued to escort me up the stairs, I took a glance around the club and immediately transfixed my attention on a stunning brunette in a blue dress sitting at the bar talking to a distinguished gentleman. She had her hand on his knee and was laughing at something he whispered in her ear as she sipped on a glass of champagne. It was Shannon and I nearly stopped dead in my tracks. "She is suppose to be up in the suite," I thought to myself and was just about to turn around when Amber said, "Your wife has already ordered a bottle of champagne for you. Is there anything else that you would require." I tipped her and said no thank you as we entered the suite.

There, sitting on the couch that overlooked the club was a stunning readhead in a super sexy gold dress. She had on sheer stockings and 5 inch heals. She wore huge gold hooped earrings and her hair up high.

"There you are," she announced, "I was beginning to think you stood me up again like last month." She rose and walked over to me and gave me a long passionate kiss on the mouth.

"So sorry, honey," I said going along with the show, "I thought our reservations were for 11:00PM. I thought I was early." She gave me a wink and turned to Amber. She dismissed her with the assurrance that she would ring if we need anything.

When Amber left the room, she turned to me, "I'm Angie and I'll be your wife for this evening." She turned slightly red and gave a spontaneous laugh. I introduced myself and admitted to my confusion on what was taking place. She explained to me that Shannon had hired her for the evening.

"Now, I'm sure that you think that I am suppose to say this but," she said looking down at the floor, "It's going to be my pleasure to be your wife for the night. You are really quite attactive. This is not something that I get to experience every night." She leaned in and grabbed a fistful of my cock as she kissed me passionately on the mouth.

She rose from the couch and poured me a glass of champagne. I looked out over the crowd and again spotted Shannon, this time dancing with the distingued gentleman from the bar. He had his hand on her ass and was either whispering something in her ear or nibbling on her ear lobe. I couldn't tell.

Angie came back to the couch and, putting one glass of champagne on the table, hiked her dress up and staddled me. She put the glass of champagne to my lips and offered me a drink. When I had my fill, she stood, turned around and placed the glass on the table. Slowly she began to hike her dress up above her waistline. When I tell you that she revealed the most perfect fat ass I have ever seen, you have to believe me. My cock jumped to attention inside my pants as she bent over, lightly massaging her plump cheeks as she did so. Her hose were thigh highs, she was wearing a g-sting. She turned a grabbed the front of her panties to slid the materil between her pussy lips. To my suprise, she was a real redhead as witnessed by her firey landing strip. I swear I started to salivate at the sight.

She ended her brief show and whispered in my ear, "I'll tell you what really turns me on if you tell me first. And," she paused to lick my earlobe, "I don't mean politically correct stuff. I wanna hear some nasty shit come out of your mouth." She reached down betwwen my legs, unzipped my pants and grabbed my cock. "Oh my," she said, "I gotta see this monster." She pulled my cock out and even I was shocked at what I saw. My cock, already fat by any measure had increased in girth and length. Those fucking pills really worked. Angie would not even get her hand around my shaft.

"May I please kiss that gorgeous cock," she asked as she lowered her head and gently licked and kissed my glans.

"Tell me what you turns you on," she looked me dead in the eye as she continued to gently lick and kiss the end of my dick.

My mind was swimming to come up with an answer. the best I could come up with was, "You, at the moment."

She stopped licking me, stood up and sat on the table directly in front of me, lifting her dress as she did so. She slid her panties to the side and slid an finger into her wet sn*tch. She stood, walked over to me and pread her juices om my lips as if it were lipstick stating, "I like my man to fuck me in the ass while I play with my pussy." She paused to lick her lips. She then stated louder, "I like my man to pound me and, when he's close, I like to finish him with my mouth." She took one of her fat tits out of her dress and began squeezing her nipple. "I like," she continued even louder than before, "For my man to shoot his huge load all over my face and then have me lick it clean. You wanna do that to me Video?"

I shook my head in the affirmative but did not say a word. "Good," she said, "The tell me what turns you on."

I started to blurt it out before I really ealized what it was that I was saying. To this day I am not really sure why I said it but, I gotta be honest, it was what would really turn me on.

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