A Whole New World Ch. 01

"You are not wrong," I grabbed my beer and motioned it to my right where Jerry was sitting for a cheers. Our bottles clinking. Both of us made sure our eyes never left the stage.

"I didn't think women like that worked at places like this. She is fucking sexy," Jerry said while throwing more than a few singles on the stage.

I had to agree with Jerry - not often do you see what I would call a full figured woman at a strip club. Most of the time they are very skinny. Before I knew it I had burned through half the stack of cash I brought with me. Couple that with the rest of our group tipping very well, Mandy spent most of her set dancing for us. I had to get her back to our suite.

I decided to get up from my chair and walked over to the edge of the stage. She was the sexiest woman I had ever laid my eyes on outside of Amber, of course. She most certainly had spiked my blood pressure along with interest."When you're done on stage you should head over to the VIP suite," I said to Mandy as she was working the edge of the stage. "My friend over here has the hots for you."

"You mean this one?" Mandy slowly crawled her way to my right sitting back on her haunches with her back to Jerry, showing off her full ass.

"He's the one," I raised my beer and placed a few more singles on the stage.

"Don't sit there like you haven't been checking her out this whole time too, Jason," Jerry fired back.

"Hey, never once did I say I wasn't enjoying the view," I said to Jerry but kept my focus on her. "I just simply asked if this beautiful young lady would like to come back to the suite when she is done and give you a proper birthday dance." I laid down a few big bills to show I was serious.

"So, is it your birthday?" Mandy asked while she continued to dance.

"Mine," Jerry interrupted me. "It's my birthday!"

"I would love to come give you a proper dance," Mandy said. "I have two more songs up here and will meet you over there." She winked over her shoulder to both of us.

****

Five or six minutes later Mandy, along with one of the club's security guards, headed over to where we were sitting by the stage.

"So I hear someone is having a birthday today," Mandy asked as she walked up next to me where I was sitting and placed her hand on my shoulder. Damn was she even better looking off the stage. Her smell was purley intoxicating, you could get lost in the aroma for years, maybe a hint of mango?

"That would be this guy," I pointed out with my beer. I was torn. On the one hand, I couldn't wait to give Jerry this girl as a birthday gift. But I also couldn't bear the thought of sending her away from me. "How would you like to give him a proper birthday dance?"

"That can certainly be arranged," Mandy replied. "Do you want just a simple lap dance or something a little more private?"

"A simple lap..." Jerry tried to say.

"Something more private," I interrupted him. "We have the whole private VIP suite back there. You can use that right? Me and the rest of the guys will stay up here."

"The VIP suite is perfect," Mandy said. She extended her hand to Jerry, but kept her gaze on me. "Let's go birthday boy!"

Applause, cheers, and bottle clanking filled the room when Jerry got out of his chair and started heading back with Mandy. There was the semi-shy Jerry I knew! Our reaction also caused Mandy to look over her shoulder, smile, and shake her head at us. I'm sure that's not the first time that has happened.

I wasn't too sure how private dances went at this club, as I know everywhere is different, but Mandy had to have been back there for three to four complete songs. Long enough that two other girls had come and gone on stage. Good for him. He's got to be having the time of his life. I bet she's a pro. I can't believe I sent him back there with her. I started thinking to myself. Was I starting to get jealous of Jerry? What the hell.

Finally, Jerry and Mandy returned to the group. Jerry had a huge smile on his face while he escorted her like a proper gentleman. Mandy was giggling at something. Looked like they had a great time.

"Thank you, sir," Jerry raised his beer towards me. "That was life changing."

"No, no, no," I replied back clinking bottles with him. "I don't let that 'sir' shit fly at the office I am certainly not letting it fly here."

About that time I noticed Mandy had walked over to my left side and extended her hand. In the same way she did when she was motioning Jerry to go with her moments ago. What the hell was up here? What the hell did Jerry do?

"Your turn," Mandy simply said. A pleasant smile on her face.

"What do you mean," I asked.

"That means follow me, it's your turn," Mandy replied.

It took me a few seconds to process what was happening. When I did all I could do was laugh. I grabbed Mandy's hand, took one last gulp of my beer, and let her lead me back to the suite.. As we walked back, I looked over my shoulder to see Jerry standing there, beer raised in the air, mouthing something that looked like, "Thank you, she is amazing."

****

Once we made it back to the VIP suite we both noticed it was empty, a few empty drinks sitting on the table waiting to be picked up. Mandy swung her body in front of mine. Almost touching, that's how close we ended up. The blonde goddess pushed me backwards towards the couch. Motioned for me to sit down. I obliged and plopped myself down trying to hold back a smile.

Music was playing loudly - something reggaeton with rhythm - and Mandy started to move her body to the rhythm of the song. Bending and twirling in all the right ways. I could tell she was really enjoying herself. After a minute or two, she removed her cover-up to reveal her beautiful, firm breasts. Based on my own personal experience at home, they were no smaller than a double D. She had small, perky nipples that stood straight out at attention, encased in an almost cinnamon colored areola. If I were a judge in some crazy boob judging contest, this woman would take home the trophies no questions asked, all three trophies for that matter. She was hands down the most beautiful woman in the club, maybe even in town.

Once her slip was off and on the table, she straddled my lap placing my hands on her hips."Your friend over there told me what you did for him tonight for his birthday. What a nice guy." Mandy whispered in my ear as she pushed her chest against mine, allowing me to feel the full weight of her mounds.

"Oh did he now," I said with a light chuckle. "Jerry is a great guy. Hard working kid. He deserves a good time."

"From the looks of it," she said turning around grinding her ass into my lap using my knees for support. "He is having a damn good time. Feels like you are too." At that moment Mandy turned to look over her shoulder, biting her lip, leaning back onto my chest again. This time giving me a bird's eye view of those perfect breasts.

"Sorry about all of that," I said trying to keep my cool and think of something to say. "It's been..."

"It's okay," Mandy said cutting me off swaying her hips back and forth focusing on my lap. "No need to be ashamed. Tells me when I am doing a good job."

"Well you will get no complaints from me," Shit, did I really just say that out loud? Talk about sounding like an idiot.

"Good. Your friend had a little idea to keep this party going," Mandy said while standing up once more, bending over only at the hips causing her thin black G-string to struggle to contain everything - which at this point I don't think she cared, in fact, she had to be doing that on purpose. "He actually invited me back to your condo to keep his birthday party going."

"Did he now? I guess I can't blame him for trying," I said with a bit of an evil grin. The response I got back I was not expecting.

"Well, he did a really good job at trying. I love private parties. Looks like you might have another dance coming."

At that time the song had ended and Mandy gave me a wink while picking up her slip. I had also noticed that most of the guys were taking care of their bills and closing out their tabs with the waitress on the main floor. Some were saying goodbye to the girls they had become fond of throughout the night.

. I walked up to Jerry who had a devilish grin on his face. He proceeded to tell me how grateful he was to have me as a boss and a friend and how he appreciated the invite so much. He also said he picked up on the fact that I could not take my eyes off Mandy all night as well and thought I deserved a dance.I patted Jerry on the shoulder and shared a laugh with him.

We set off down the street back to the condo with an additional person in our group: Mandy. Once we got back to the condo Jerry turned into master event planner making sure everyone had a drink in their hand while a couple of other guys moved some things around in the living room, obviously giving room for Mandy. It was almost midnight, I was dog tired, and wanted to chat with Amber even more now than when I got off the boat. I let Jerry know that I was going to turn in for the night, said goodnight to our co-workers and even wished Mandy a wonderful evening to which she replied with a wink, paying close attention to where I was heading.

****

"Just got back from the club, Jerry had a blast. The kid brought the party home with him. You still awake?" I texted my wife before heading into my room's private bath to wash my face, brush my teeth and change out of my clothes.

Several minutes went by before I returned to the king size bed in just my boxers and saw Amber's reply. . "Oh lord, what do you mean he brought the party home?".

"As in he and the guys are all out in the living room with one of the girls from the club."

"He did what?"

"Oh yeah, Jerry found himself a pretty blonde girl babe, incredible curves," I texted.

"Wow, I didn't think Jerry had it in him. Guess he paid for her then. Isn't that weird?"

"I have no idea what he worked out, but when she finished her dance for me she told me that he wanted to keep the party going."

"Oh, a dance for you?"

"Oh yeah, guess it was Jerry's way of thanking me for doing everything for him. She was a cutie too, you would have liked her."

"Nah, doubt it. All the girls at those clubs are too skinny for me," she sent back with a devil emoji behind it.

"Oh no babe, this girl was much thicker. Honestly, she kind of reminded me of you. Pretty short, shoulder length blonde hair, curves for days, and an ass that you would probably get lost in."

"Oh really now? You finally find a thicker dancer and I am a thousand miles away. You couldn't help but get hard could you babe? I bet she liked that."

"I really couldn't, I'm sorry. She looks a lot like you and it's been almost an entire week since I got to feel that sexy booty of yours. Hers just happened to be the next best thing."

When my phone buzzed again I was pleasantly surprised with a dim photo of Amber's ass in one of her red and black lace panties. It was a pair I'd bought for her when I was away for an entire month the previous year. The photo was taken over her shoulder with her butt pushed up just the slightest and a caption that read - "you mean this sexy booty?"

"Wow, you broke out the red panties. God your ass looks so good!"

"I have been so horny all day at work and when I got home to change I saw the outfit you bought and had to wear it."

I could feel my cock hardening in my boxers the longer I looked at the sexy photo. I kept having thoughts of Mandy grinding her body into me at the club, memories of how sexy Amber's full figured body looked in the lingerie set I bought her. How her long blonde hair not only resting on but complimenting her spectacular breasts. It was crazy how similar the two looked.

Instead of texting back, I pulled my iPad out of my bag and set up for a FaceTime. I switched to the back camera and focused it just enough to see my abs but to give her an immediate shot of my growing cock when she answered.

"Looks like I'm not the only one that's a little horny tonight am I?" Amber said in her best phone sex voice.

I turned the camera back around to show my face. "Nope, not at all. I've been surrounded by too many dudes this week. I need my sexy wife."

"You go out to the strip club and come back a hard and horny man," Amber said flipping her camera as well to reveal that she had put on the matching bralette that went with the panties. "Too bad you weren't here, baby. I could use a fourth orgasm tonight." I groaned as Amber traced her finger slowly between her ample cleavage, all the way down her full figure before resting her hand over the small patch of red fabric working to contain her pussy. It was so damp, I swore I could see it through the camera.

"Talk about being a busy little bee over there. What all did you think about?" I placed the tablet on the nightstand next to the bed and focused the camera so it could capture me from at least my neck down.

"Are you all alone now, baby?" Amber asked.

"Yes ma'am," I immediately replied. "The rest of the guys are partying in the common room."

"Good! So we have some privacy," Amber went on to say. "I thought about that time you came home early and caught me masturbating to porn in the bedroom. Do you remember that, baby?"

"How could I forget," I replied. "I walked into our bedroom with you on your back and those incredibly sexy legs spread wide working your impossibly smooth pussy over and watching some threeway."

"You wanted to be so mad but couldn't when saw I had three fingers deep in my tight little pussy." Amber was good at teasing me. She knew how to push all of the right buttons at the right time.

"Then I thought about how you took your big fat cock out and started rubbing it between my tits like this." Amber must have still had her toys in bed because the next thing I saw was her favorite dildo pressed between her breasts. "God, you came so hard that night for me, baby. The thought of you coming all over my chest made me cum even harder."

"Damn baby, you really were horny today. You have me so hard right now. Tell me more." I asked slipping my hands down into my boxers to grab my already stiff cock. Stared right into her beautiful green eyes.

"Show me, baby, show me that hard cock that I have been craving all day," Amber spoke into the camera. "I need to see it."

It was like a fire was lit inside of me just the way she spoke to me. Smiling at the camera I took both of my thumbs and hooked them behind the elastic band on my boxers. Pulling them down slowing, making sure the camera was fully focused on my crotch. My cock sprung to life when it was freed from its purgatory, which immediately elicited a gasp from Amber on the other end.

"Oh baby," Amber said biting her lower lip. "Look how hard you are right now. Grab that big beautiful cock and stroke it for me, babe. Think about these big tits wrapped around your shaft. Sliding so smoothly up and down. Slowly teasing you."

"Fuck that feels so good baby. You always know how to work my cock." I spoke into the camera as I slowly pumped it in my hand. I always love it when Amber ramps up her dirty talk.

"That's it baby, work that cock up and down for me. God, you are so fucking hard. I want your cock in my mouth so fucking bad. Harder baby, fuck my tits harder."

I couldn't help but oblige. I immediately started stroking my shaft faster and harder. Smacking my hand down on my skin, imagining it to be the sound of her beautiful breasts. I tried focusing on the screen as Amber started talking dirty to me but all I could focus on was the thought of fucking her tits.

That was, until the door to the bedroom swung open with a bang.

"Holy fuck! Mandy screamed. The gorgeous stripper was standing there in her black G-string, matching lace bra, and black heels. "I am so sorry Jason!"

"What the fuck?" I said, startled. I tried to grab the comforter from the bed, but it had fallen on the ground.

"What? What was that babe?" Amber was asking. "What was that?

"Shit, I am so sorry Jason. Everyone out there said this was the bathroom," Mandy said. "I knew I should have knocked. Fuck I'm sorry." I saw she was trying to pull her attention away from my completely naked body lying on the bed.

"Nope, not the bathroom. Not at all," I said, still panicking trying to cover myself.

"Babe, what's the matter?" Amber asked more serious this time. "Wait, is that someone at the door?"

"Uh yeah babe," I was fumbling over my words. "The guys told Mandy my room was the bathroom."

"The girl from the strip club?" Amber asked. She sounded more calm than I would have imagined.

"Yeah babe, the girl I was telling you about. The one Jerry bought me a dance from."

"Oh really?" Amber said bringing the camera closer. "Well, I wanna see now. Especially after you talked her up so much."

What the hell was going on?, There I was, lying naked in bed, was just jerking my cock with my wife, naked on FaceTime, and she wanted to look at the stripper who gave me a lap dance. All I could do was look at Mandy. Standing there shocked in her own right at what she just heard and what she saw.

"I am so sorry, honey," Mandy yelled towards the bed directed at my wife. "I didn't mean to just barge in on your husband like that. I really thought this was the bathroom."

"Oh honey, don't act like you've never seen a cock before. Come over here and let me see what this husband of mine was raving so much about."

Mandy looked at me. I looked at her. We both had the look of 'what's the worst that could happen now?' Mandy carefully pulled the door shut behind her. Then she started to walk over to the end of the bed and into focus on the iPad. Amber was still lying in bed. yYou could only see from the top of her chest up as she was trying to get a good look at the woman walking towards her.

"Wow babe, she really is sexy!" Amber sounded excited. "You weren't kidding she is absolutely gorgeous."

"Why thank you, ma'am," Mandy said while spinning around, taking a bit of a bow. "You are the lucky one here, though. Found you a great guy who takes care of his friends and isn't too bad on the eyes." Mandy couldn't help but let out a little smile. I also noticed that her hand traced the top seam of her panties and her nipples were starting to get hard.

"You got that right honey," Amber said smiling over the camera. "I wouldn't trade him for anything. Well maybe you, he can stay in Florida, and you can come home to me!" She tried to stay serious as long as she could but it was no good, she busted out laughing.

"Girl, he can even have my locker at the club. I will be on the next flight to... wherever the hell I got to go," Mandy replied.

"Now that would be a sight to see," Amber chuckled again. "There are a lot of things my husband is great at but dancing in front of people, well that's not one of them. He had to chug an entire beer and take a shot before our first dance at our wedding and those people were mostly our family."

Becoming a little more comfortable with the situation Mandy sat down on the edge of the bed grabbing the iPad to continue her conversation. Meanwhile, there I was sitting back against the headboard of the bed trying to pull the covers up to cover my still hard cock not really knowing what else to do. My efforts were to no avail as Mandy continued her conversation with my also naked wife.

"Really?" Mandy asked taking a quick glance back over at me and my movements. "I wouldn't have pegged him as the shy kinda guy, especially after learning what he does for a living."

"Oh, no honey. Even though he is very good..." Amber trailed off and paused. "At his job he gets very shy around new people, especially large crowds. It's kinda cute honestly."