[FM] The time I paid to give a blowjob

The title may be a little dramatic but is also completely true, in a way. In hindsight I don’t regret it because I came out of it still a sane lady and while I enjoyed the risque it wasn’t my most commendable time of my life for reasons. And there may not be enough nitty gritty here for you guys to enjoy my NSFW story IDK.

A little backstory, I was timid as a young girl. Always on the smaller side, stature and otherwise, but as I grew I slowly grew out of my shell. First, a waitress for some time which led me to bar tending. I started dating my ex husband and with his blessing(zero pressure my idea) I got small implants and years later upgraded again. A short stint at a booby restaurant(think hooters but not) led me to bar tending at a strip club and eventually fell to the much deeper tips of providing more service.

The first club I worked at was good to me but not exactly for me. I bar tended a lot and liked to give dances but the schedule was pretty stringent and to be allowed to offer dances you were expected to perform on stage along with the pretty strict scheduling. I tried but later avoided the stage and stuck to bar tending and waiting tables with heavy flirting for tips. My BF and soon to be husband was accepting but not encouraging of my job. Extras did happen at this club but rare and wasn’t the normal.

I graduated college and ended up working in my degree field for a while. We eventually had a child and my day job became less appealing over time. This time I explored club options and visited a few. Long talks with my husband and I eventually found a new work home. This one less polished but us girls had more freedom. I was able to bar tend during the busy hours, give quick and easy lap dances, private dances when it made sense. All without the expectation of working the stage. This club allowed open secret extras, don’t ask and don’t tell and all. And similarly my now husband still did not encourage this but was accepting of the income and knowing how selective I am he accepted that it happened occasionally. Some girls depended on tips from extras. Me I mostly bar tended and occasionally offered extra when I was comfortable and made it worth my effort.

I’m getting there I promise — stuck at work from home so have time to type. My marriage began to deteriorate, not for sexual reasons and not from my job choice. But with that said one evening I met a club patron. A very attractive man, little younger than myself and new to the city, moving for work. We flirt of course, a private dance, lots of chit chat. He returns my next work night but for drinks and didn’t ask for more. We exchange contact info and begin talking outside the club(hidden from my husband) and at this point I’d call it an emotional affair that began. Again another work night for me and I ask him to come in but time was an issue for work reasons and we mostly chatted between me serving customers. A few days later I text and ask him to come see me — I was enjoying his company. This time the flirting was a little heavier. I kissed him for the first time since our first private dance when we first met. I asked him to take me private to which he declined completely surprising me. Later I curled up in his lap laying my best flirt on if you can call it that. After some talk he asked me if I could get a booth for us. (He thought I could get it free and I couldnt but I didn’t say so — and for those that don’t know most strip clubs a private dance starts with a house fee, extras are upsold depending on the girl and what she offers). I told him to hang on and ran to my locker to get some of my tips from the night. I went and paid our custodian and went to claim my (now) cheat partner. In the private booth it wasn’t like other dances. I wanted this for not just him but for me too. A lot of the normal stripping and teasing and some heavy and sensual making out. I asked what we should do and he asked me to suck him dry — and I did. He has a super pretty cock, very thick with good length. Straight and the kind that bulges in the middle. He stood and dropped his pants to he floor. Usually extras are done upstairs(another house fee) and not in the private booth but there I made love to his cock. I was as sensual as I could be, sloppy, wet, back of my throat best I could until he cummed. When he did I had just his head in my mouth and was able to down his whole load missing none of it. He caught his composure as I moved to massaging his chest and letting him catch his breath. Even with the more open nature of this club extras wasn’t supposed to happen here. No way to clean my spit and little remaining cum off his cock so he pulled his boxers up and dried himself off the best he with them before he pulled his pants off the floor.

I didn’t expect to type so much but there it is. Some of this story I started telling in PMs before I thought hell I’ll just tell it public. This was all but the start to the end of my marriage. It was going downhill quickly but this broke the ice for our affair we would start(still remains a secret today). A hair tingling affiar for me at that and in this time I upgraded my implants and ended up a DD and my cheat partner did enjoy the upgrade. If this isn’t too wordy and you guys like to hear this I may want to talk a little about my club experiences. Or even the year or so between becoming a cheater to divorce being finalized. Nowadays I am back in my home city and once again working in my degree field and living life as a single mom. Work from home has me a bit pent up :) Hope I get a few reads at least.

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