Chapter 9: The dancer's proposition…
"Where would you like to sit?" Mason asked.
"How about up at the bar, I like to be right on top of the action." Veronica replied in a giggle.
They took their seats and ordered a few drinks, and then a little perky blonde got their attention on stage…very quickly. She was about 5'4"—petite all over—small perky tits with long nipples, a tight round ass, a black G-string, great tan and a million dollar sparkling white smile that matched her white stiletto pumps. She came over to play and Mason quickly dropped some bills in front of Veronica wanting to be a gentlemen and not make her feel weird, he wanted her to know he was there to be with her, to show her off not for anyone else.
"Boy, I'd love to chew on one of those wouldn't you?" Veronica asked as she nodded her head toward the dancer's hard long nipples.
"Kinda makes you want to see just how far you can stretch them, just how long they'll get…hell, it already looks like she could hang a towel off of those bad boys!" Mason replied with a sexy, devilish grin and a chuckle.
Mason ran his hand up and down Veronica's bare legs, teasing her as she fantasized about what they could do with the dancer. It was so dark in the corner of the stage-bar that no one could see their hands roaming to each other's crotches, both of them harder than bricks in no time at all.
After they'd been at the club for a while, and she'd calmed down enough to stand up…Veronica made her way to the ladies room, which was also the same one that the dancers used. She came in and saw the hot blonde checking her hair in the mirror. Veronica stepped up to the vanity to check her lipstick and said…
"Don't worry Hun…you're sexy as hell…my guy has been eying your sweet little ass all night…"
"Yeah, the sexy blonde with those pool blue eyes right…the two of you are sitting to the left of the stage right?" The dancer replied.
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