Duncan
Kelly and Mark seemed to finish their meals quickly, and Duncan had to wolf down the rest of his or risk being left behind. Mark, still being overly generous, took care of the meal for the three of them and they started for the strip club.
"We've got to stop at a liquor store though, it's BYOB," Mark explained. After making a quick pit stop, they continued on their way to the club and went inside. Kelly was staring wide-eyed at her first female strip club. Duncan came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her neck.
"Three VIPs," Mark said, sliding up to the counter.
"Damn," the large man behind the counter said, looking at Kelly. "For something that gorgeous, you only gonna need 2 VIPs, my dude," he said, reaching a hand up to clasp Mark's hands in a congratulatory fashion.
"Thanks, but she belongs to that big fucker over there," Mark said, gesturing to Duncan.
"Actually," Kelly corrected, "I belong to both of them tonight," she said, smiling widely.
The door man smiled widely and whistled, making no effort to hide how he was ogling Kelly. Duncan couldn't help but smile proudly. She spun in a little circle for him, flashing a playful smile.
"Hell yeah," the man said.
Mark forked over some cash as the man inspected his bag of liquor. Turning, he waved the two of them over.
"We gonna get frisked or something?" Kelly asked.
"Shit, I'll frisk you if you want me to," the man said, grinning widely.
Kelly snickered and shook her head. "I'm not concealing anything but myself under this little thing," she said.
"Shit, you know that's dangerous baby," he said laughing. The man, obviously enjoying Kelly, smiled and waved them through after gazing at her a little more.
"You're such a damn flirt," Mark said, shaking his head.
"Getting jealous?" she asked, snaking her arms through theirs.
"Shit, maybe," he said, with a grin.
"You know I only have eyes for my boys," she replied, reaching up and pulling Mark down for a quick kiss. She turned and winked at Duncan as she did so, causing him to smile.
Duncan looked around the room as they entered. There were at least ten visible bouncers that he counted. The women were gorgeous of course, but what he hadn't known was that it was a fully nude strip club.
"Oh my!" Kelly said, seeing a dancer stripping off her thong up on the main stage.
Mark smiled and directed them to a private room. They found a couch where they could still see the main stage. A waitress came over to them a few minutes later and brought them glasses and ice. Mark tipped her heavily and she disappeared.
"So what are the rules here?" Kelly asked, staring around wide-eyed.
"Well, just don't piss off the dancers and you're fine," Mark said. "You can touch them, but don't try to put anything in them."
"Eww," Kelly said, "Jesus, people try that?"
He chuckled. "Oh you sweet, naive thing."
A pretty young brunette came over with a blonde and asked if they'd like a dance. Duncan nodded and forked over the cash.
The blonde leaned over and began to undulate up against Kelly as she sat on the couch next to Mark. The girl's top quickly came off, and she pulled Kelly's hands up and laid them on her breasts.
Kelly giggled and pinched at them playfully. The girl turned and kissed Kelly's neck.
"You're adorable," Kelly said, smiling.
"Thanks. You're pretty fuckin' sexy yourself," she answered. Duncan, though he enjoyed his own lap dance, could barely keep his eyes off of his wife and the nubile stripper. A few songs later, the two girls left.
"You think I could do that?" Kelly asked, sliding over to Duncan.
"I dunno, that's a lot of people watching you," he said as she slid into his lap. She spent a song giggling and whispering naughty things in his ear before she turned and looked over at their companion.
"Mark," she said, spreading her legs. "See anything you like?" she asked.
He chuckled and nodded. "I do, very much so."
She grinned.
It was much later in the evening when they finally pried themselves out of the club. Kelly had garnered a lot of attention from the ladies, but when Duncan's erection had been felt, word seemed to have passed to the strippers that he was hung and had money to spend, because he wasn't without a dancer for the rest of the night.
He watched for a long while as Kelly straddled Mark, gently kissing him and gyrating in his lap. He thought for a minute that she was actually fucking him in the club, but she turned around and he could see that Mark's cock was still in his pants.
Kelly slid into the backseat again, but this time she put her feet up on the seat and spread her legs. Staring sexily ahead, she began to stroke and play with her pussy.
"She must be really drunk," Duncan said, chuckling at Mark. "She's never this brazen."
"I'm not that drunk," Kelly said, having overheard him. "I'm just really, really horny." She gently rubbed at her pussy until they reached the hotel room, letting Mark watch her.
Arm in arm, the trio walked in and to the elevator. They stepped out onto their floor and down the hallway, swaying drunkenly but only slightly. Mark started to walk towards his room, but Kelly held out her hand, pouting.
"You aren't just going to leave me like this, are you?" she asked, leaning against their door. She pulled the straps off of her shoulders and exposed her breasts, pulling hard at her nipple rings.
He smiled. "You sure you guys want me intruding?"
