Lapdancing Girlfriend Ch. 05

Dan watched in amazement as Mary nodded, slowly standing up and leaving the office.

"Come on Dan, this will be a good set," Chuck laughed as he waved to the door the just-fucked woman had gone through.

As they exited the 'Employees Only' door, Dan followed Chuck to their saved booth. Still in a daze over what had happened in the office, he saw Chuck turn towards the bar turned himself to see John looking at them. Suddenly Chuck put up his hands in the air and shrugged his shoulders, as if saying 'What could I do' as he turned to Dan with a smile before sitting down.

In horror Dan saw John's eyes bore into him in pure hatred as he realized what the man must be thinking.

All of the sudden Gary's voice came over the speakers, drawing their attention. "Gentleman, I once again give you the Satin Kitty's in-house pussy, Kitten!" he said to the applause of the crowd.

Suddenly Finger Eleven's 'Paralyzer' began to play and Mary came strutting out onto the stage, wearing nothing but her clear platform stripper shoes. The crowd erupted in cheers and hollers seeing her start her set off naked, and Dan watched as she spun around the pole.

As she reached her arms over her head and turned to the audience, the spotlight highlighted her reddened tits, making it plainly evident to everybody somebody had mauled them mercilessly.

At that moment John came over to them, slamming down drinks onto the table so hard, the liquid sloshed over the top of the glasses. Startled, Dan turned to look up at him, shocked at the look of anger and hatred apparent in the bartender's eyes—and all directed at him!

Dan was appalled to realize John thought he was the one who had abused his girlfriend. Then he looked away guiltily, remembering how he had squeezed and punished Mary's tits mercilessly. He realized his guilty expression only further condemned him as he turned his head and once more looked up at John.

Meanwhile the crowd was cheering Mary on, their cheers becoming even louder, causing all three of the men at the table to look at the stage.

Mary's hair was disheveled and with her breasts reddened from obvious abuse, she looked exactly like she was, a woman who had just been fucked relentlessly.

As Evanescence's 'Whisper' began playing and she turned around to the pole and bent over, Dan looked on in shock as he saw the unmistakable reddened handprints on her ass. The marks upon her body fully evident in the spotlight, the crowd went wild as he heard various comments from the tables around him say things such as "Holy shit, she must have been fucked good!" or "Damn, wonder who the lucky asshole was that got to pound that pussy!"

Dan looked and saw Chuck smiling next to him. Dan knew with certainty the marks upon Mary's ass were his own as he once again looked up guiltily at John, the man's eyes almost bulging out of his eyes in anger.

The crowd suddenly went wild as the audience erupted in applause and cheers, causing Dan to turn back to the stage. The song was coming to a close and Mary had slid down the pole to her haunches, her back against the pole as she massaged her tits; however, that was not what was causing the ruckus and screams from the crowd. Hunched down, her knees were spread, the spotlight was shining directly upon her puffed and reddened pussy lips, the light catching the glistening folds and unmistakable wetness of her inner thighs, wet with what everybody knew to be cum!

The crowd went crazy as Mary displayed her just-fucked pussy. Motion in his periphery caused Dan to turn, watching in shame as John yelled something at one of the other workers and then, grabbing his coat, stormed out of the club.

Dan almost went after him to explain what happened, that he had not fucked Mary, but Chuck's presence kept him seated as his rival suddenly started once again talking about the types of clubs he was interested in—as if nothing had happened!

Mary danced the rest of her set, the crowd continuing to go wild whenever her movements gave them a view of her fresh creampie. Dan would have thought the woman to be too embarrassed and ashamed at the crowd knowing what had happened to her, but then he saw the tips piling up on stage. The amount of money was more than she made in a week on the single set and Dan knew Mary was purposely displaying herself before the crowd, making the best of a bad situation and obviously milking the crowd for tips.

Eventually Chuck finished talking about his opinions on various clubs and Dan decided to go home—or at least to the apartment the FBI had arranged for him. He did not see Mary the rest of the night once her set was completed, guessing she had gone home immediately after her shift, hoping she would talk to John and smooth things out not only between themselves, but John's opinions on Dan.

Entering his apartment, Dan saw the answering machine blinking, indicating a new voicemail message. Hoping it was a call from Jen, he anxiously pressed the 'Play' button.

Suddenly John's voice came loudly over the speaker, "You fucking asshole. I treat you with respect, I treat your woman with respect, and you go and spit on me!" the bartender screamed over the other line. "I will fucking get even with you if it's the last thing I do asshole. You fuck my girl, well, I'm going to fuck yours three times over!" he said angrily. "Not that it will make much difference, as I hear anybody who has Mr. DeWight's favor will be fucking her, so I might as well make buddies with him, you goddamn asshole!"

The machine cut off at the point and Dan felt his stomach drop. He hoped Mary would talk to John, at least explaining Dan was the least of the guilty parties in what happened.

Wednesday was somewhat the same, Dan getting up and meeting Chuck for lunch. Chuck didn't say anything about the night before, but Dan expected as much. Once Chuck conquered a girl's defenses and fucked her, he moved on to something else.

After lunch they went back to the club. It was still early and not yet opened, but Crystal—Jen's other friend Denise—and Cinnamon, a part-time dancer, were practicing on the stage. As he followed Chuck to the man's office Denise called out, "Mr. DeWight, Mary and John called, they had some emergency and won't be in tonight," she said. "But Cinnamon will be taking Mary's place, and the other guys said they'll cover for John," she told him.

Chuck waved and Dan followed him into his office. Chuck had told him the next few weeks would be Dan following him around to observe how the business was run. Chuck said if he got a feel of how he ran the company Dan would know better what to look for when he was looking at possible properties to purchase.

As he sat down on the chair by the desk, his heart skipped a beat as the unmistakable odor of sex hit him. He blushed in shame recalling the events of the night before.

"Oh shit!" Chuck exclaimed, turning his attention back to his rival, who was looking at his computer, "These are fucking fantastic!" the man said.

Dan looked at him in puzzlement as Chuck waved him over to his side of the desk. "Dan my man, you are going to be one of the first to gaze upon true stardom," he said. Again seeing Dan's quizzical expression, he smiled. "Remember when I told you I would give you the honor of seeing Diamond's proofs?" he asked.

Dan felt his breath catch and his stomach drop to the floor knowing what would be on the screen.

Chuck's voice sounded like it was in a tunnel as he said, "Take a look at these," he said triumphantly as Dan stared at the computer screen in shock.

The first couple of pictures were merely of Jen in various poses, and although risqué, were nothing too drastic and actually similar to some of her outfits she wore at the club. He had to admit she looked incredibly sexy in black chaps, a thong, and a wrap-around halter top. The poses caused him to wonder if she were dancing, as some of the shots seemed to be consecutive ones of her moving—her hips gliding across the screen or her hands slowly raising.

The next few pictures were of Jen turning, again as if she were dancing slowly in front of the camera; however, it was the look on her face that caused Dan's eyes to widen in astonishment, the look being one he had seen from her a thousand times, only never outside the confines of their bedroom. It was the look she gave him when she was completely and unequivocally aroused, the mere facial expressions conveying the statement, 'Take me, I'm yours.'

Several of the shots were her turned away from the camera, looking over her shoulder or facing away, some of the pictures of her bent over and looking back to the camera from the side or between her legs. The chaps she was wearing were the type that were basically leggings, completely showing her ass, the smooth expanses of flesh broken only by the thin black strap of her thong.

Dan could not help but agree she looked fantastic.

Then Chuck moved on to another group of pictures, Jen lying seductively on a lounge chair similar to the one across from him, where Mary had been ravished. These pictures showed various poses with Jen's legs in the air, fanning out, as well as sitting on the couch with her knees splayed open, the thin black strip of her thong barely concealing her treasures.

And then a sequence of shots appeared showing Jen taking off her halter top, exposing her magnificent natural breasts. Amazed, Dan watched Chuck cycle through the pictures, the later ones showing her squeezing her nipples between her fingers. There were even a few close-ups of the tip of Jen's breast, her fingers firmly grasping her nipple between them!

All the pictures were of extremely high quality. Dan had seen plenty of porn on the internet, and these pictures were completely unlike the shoddy, poor lighting or film quality shots he was used to, even from 'premium' sites. These photos were as good as they got, and Dan was amazed at how hot his fiancée looked in them.

And then the chaps came off. Several pictures once again showed Jen laying upon the lounge, her body arched with her breasts pointing to the ceiling, as well as a few other close-ups of her crotch, breasts, and ass. There were even a few portrait facial pictures.

It was amazing, Jen had never posed for a photographer before in her life, and yet in these pictures, she looked a natural, her body perfect, her poses natural and fluid. The photographer knew exactly what angles to show Jen's beauty, the pictures being classy even when the content was explicit, and Dan could not help but feel himself become aroused.

The set ended with several more close-ups, Jen looking seductive and natural, mesmerizing Dan so much, he was startled when Chuck closed the group of pictures on his computer.

"This next set the photographer said is even fucking hotter!" the man exclaimed in obvious excitement as he double-clicked the folder and the first pictures appeared on the monitor.

The next set of photographs were a completely different venue, Jen being on some beach with a hot tub behind her; however, it was not the scenery that caught his attention, but Jen and her exposed body. At first glance he thought her to be completely nude, but then he saw she was wearing some black and white checkered monokini, the thin flaps of material barely covering her nipples and extending down to her crotch, the thin material disappearing completely within the cleft between her legs!

Jen's face was heavily made up, her eyes darkened and her lipstick being a deep, almost black, red giving her a dark Goth-like appearance.

She was also wearing a pair of checkered Mary Jane shoes and laced angle socks, which combined with the explicit revelation of the monokini, seemed to give her almost an over-dressed appearance.

He could not believe it was his very own fiancée in the photos, looking so sexy, so fuckable, and so different!

The first couple of images were again ones of Jen standing in various poses; however, this time, wearing the monokini, nothing was hidden from the camera, as the thin strips of material did little to cover her firm breasts, ass, and crotch.

Several photos once again showed Jen squeezing her breasts, first one, then the other, then both, mashing them together until the thin material of her suit barely concealed her obviously hardened nipples.

Jen's skin had a soft sheen of sweat, the heat of the day apparent upon her body, and the reflections of the sun seemed to focus advantageously upon ever curve of her tits and ass like a spotlight, and once again Dan could only stare in astonishment as Chuck clicked through the series of pictures.

The pictures were in sequence as he watched Jen clutching her breast beneath the suit in one image, then her other hand obviously moving down her body until it was between her legs several pictures later. Then the next several pictures slowly zoomed closer, until Dan saw Jen's finger blatantly wedged between the folds of her slit!

"Fucking hot, aren't they?" Chuck said next to him and Dan could only nod in agreement numbly as he stared at the computer screen.

The pictures were incredibly hot and sensual, and Dan once again could not believe how high quality the images were. And the fact the content of the photos was his own fiancée and that millions of men would be seeing and likely jacking off to her in these photos was a sudden turn-on.

Then Dan's mouth fell open as the next set of pictures showed Jen obviously fingering herself, first standing with her hand between her legs, and then lying back on a beach chair, her legs spread wide as the images focused upon her finger halfway buried between the folds of flesh between her legs, barely held back by the thin strip of cloth between her finger and her core.

Jens facial expressions were of pure pleasure, several close-ups portraits taken not only of her face, but also of close-ups of her finger sliding across her slit.

A few more were taken of her massaging her bare breast with one hand, while her other was remained between her legs, the look of pure lust in her face as she looked at the camera taking Dan's breath away.

Then suddenly the suit was gone, Jen still touching herself, the close-ups blatantly revealing her finger buried up to her middle knuckle, the series of pictures making it impossible to deny the fact she was vigorously finger-fucking herself in front of the camera.

Dan could only stare in amazement as the pictures cycled through Jen masturbating to completion, her back arched high above the chair, her mouth wide open as she orgasmed from her own ministrations, picture after picture showing his fiancée cumming in complete abandonment, her legs spread wide in pure ecstasy.

The next set were of her applying oil on her body, her skin glistening seductively in the sun. The pictures were similar to the ones earlier, only now she was completely naked, the sun shining upon her skin as the pictures went through her touching herself in various poses, squeezing her breasts, her hands all over her body.

Then the pictures were of Jen turned over, kneeling on the chair with her back to the camera showing off her ass, her head turned and looking seductively at the camera over her shoulder. The pictures went through her touching herself, then bending over revealing herself completely to the camera, which moved in for several close-ups of her puffed labia.

And then Jen's finger was back inside her, several pictures of her on one hand and her knees fingering herself, the pictures taken from behind and the sides, causing Dan to wonder if there were more than one photographer.

As the next picture appeared on the computer monitor Dan's mind once more went into shock as he saw a large black dildo being inserted by Jen into her pussy.

Several quick-timed pictures showed the dildo slowly being inserted between the folds of flesh between her legs, her labia spreading open and practically engorging the large rubber toy as it moved inch by inch into his fiancée's core. And then the pictures showed Jen obviously fucking herself with the dildo.

The pictures were from all angles, and once again Dan wondered how some of them could be taken at the same time, but the imagery was too erotic for him to wonder about the technicalities.

And then a series of pictures showed Jen in the throes of another orgasm, the pictures once again causing Dan to wonder about multiple photographers as he looked at several images taken seemingly at the same time, close-ups of Jen's face, her squeezing her tits, and even the dildo hanging out of her pussy on its own as she leaned forward on her elbows, her body still apparently shaking from the wave of releases she was experiencing.

Finally another series of photographs showed lying on her stomach on the lounge chair, the dildo still within her pussy and another series of obviously quickly timed pictures showing the black toy slowly sliding out, the black rubber glistening in the sun from her juices. Several more close-ups of Jen's pussy followed, her labia swollen, her core still gaping open from the large dildo, her entire crotch saturated with her arousal and glistening in the fading sunlight.

Dan assumed the set was over, but then came several more pictures of Jen naked in the hot tub. He could only stare in shock as her body was contorted into several vulgar poses, her pussy the main focus of the camera as she contorted herself into various seductive and blatantly pornographic poses.

And then the screen went blank as the set ended.

"Wow," Dan said, oblivious to Chuck next to him. He became aware of his erection, his dick harder than ever, caused from the images which were erotic, pornographic, and completely hot. The awareness within him of the pictures being his own fiancée was both humiliating and arousing as he wondered if anybody they knew would see them and what they would think.

"Wow is right," Chuck said, slapping Dan on the shoulder. "I told you that bitch will make the company millions," he said. "And that's just her solo photo-shoot. She has two more scheduled this week, one with a female model and another with a man," he laughed. "Christ, these pictures alone will probably rake in close to a million when all is said and done. After looking at this set, I'll be selling them for our Premium rate," he laughed. "And to think I was going to post her first set for free," Chuck said as he shook his head, "Fuck that, we're going to milk this cunt for all she's worth," he laughed.

That Chuck would talk like this about any woman disgusted Dan. That his comments were directed towards Dan's own fiancée caused him both dread and anger, once again vowing to assist the FBI as much as he could to put the bastard away forever.

The rest of the evening found Dan and Chuck sitting in the club watching the girls perform as Chuck talked about which ones he wanted to fuck next. His complete disregard towards the women's propriety or even the fact he did not care whether they were willing or not was bad enough, but knowing they were Jen's friends and people he had known for years was even more disgusting. Dan was appalled to hear Denise was next on Chuck's 'To Do' list, hoping to warn the woman before both of Jen's friends were ruined by Chuck's interests and the massive dick between his legs.

Dan was thankful when Thursday arrived, as Chuck had to fly down to LA to handle some corporate business, as well as meet up with Jen and see how she was coming along in her orientation week. Dan was slightly concerned for Jen's welfare, but knowing they were at the corporate office, he figured little harm could befall her. It was when she was at a club and exposing herself Dan figured were her most vulnerable times.

The past few days had been an eye opener for Dan. Chuck's morals had worsened even more since college. His complete lack of respect towards women—viewing them only as objects of pleasure—was antiquated to say the least, but although he had been bad in college, Dan now saw a depth of corruption and lewdness he had not known possible.