Chapter 26- Vicky

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~Eazy~
At the strip club, I got a private dance from a stripper that calls herself Vicky. She was a cute little coca skin thing with long hair and a fat ass. She could use more titties though.  As she stood in front of me rocking her hips from side to side, I still couldn't get my mind off Mercedes and Pac. I had visions of him on top her with her legs tightly wrapped around his waist. I sipped my gin as I thought about her moaning his name and begging him for more. I couldnt shake the thought of my wife being with another man.

"You OK daddy?" She said snapping me out of my thoughts

"Yeah I'm good just keep dancing"

"You know I'm your number one fan right ?" She said bending over in front of me.

I could see her tight pussy from behind. I could feel my dick getting harder and harder as I watched her work the pole. I promised myself that I would keep my dick in my pants but its getting hard for  me too keep my composer.Vicky was looking good and I wanted to hit that.

"What time you get off baby" I said to her

"2"

"You should come by my hotel room when you get off so we can have some fun"

"Sure daddy where's it at ?"

"I'm in the Affinia Manhattan Hotel"

"Ok I'll see you there"

"Ight coo" I said slipping my extra room key and $100 tip in her g string

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