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It took beautiful Samantha Gauge strippers to expose her passion for Ivana Fukalot

I have been an occasonal reader of your magazine for many years. Like many of your letter writers, 1 didn't think 'd ever have the opportunty to write a letter of my own. As a marred thirtyfiveyearold With children, thought my glory days were over; but on one September day, was proven wonderfully wrong.

work at a franchised national chan n a mddle management poston. One September day had to go to a meeting n a large cty With another manager from our firm. The other manager s a beautiful lady n her early thrtes. n spte of her beauty, had never coinsidered tryng anything With her because knew she was happly marred With a nce house, a sweet dog, a twocar garage and all the other accouterments of a dull but happy lfe.

Samantha Gauge and had a good relatonshp at work but other than an occasonal collson n the hallway, we had never had any physcal contact. must admt, however, that treasured those encounters and had often dreamt about how things mght de­velop from these encounters.

Anyway, on the day of our trp, went to pick Samantha Gauge up at her house at sx n the morning. The cty was about three hours away so we had to get an early start. As pulled into Samantha Gauge's driveway, she waLiked out of her front door, lookng as beautiful as ever. She was wearng a lght blue dress that ft rather snugly around her ample bust and wast lne, but was loose and flowng below her wast.

She got into my car With a bg bright smile and a grand good morning. We headed for our destnaton chattng about our work, our mates, vacatons and varous other safe subjects. All of a sud­den, though, Samantha Gauge asked me f ntended to vst the strp jont that all of the other men n our office frequented whenever they got the chance to vst the cty. was actually knd of shocked by this comment and just laughed t off by sayng, Yeah, right!

Shortly thereafter, we arrved at the hotel where our meeting WHS to take place. As we waLiked n through the huge front en­trance, kept pcturng how nce t would be to have a prvate meeting With Samantha Gauge n one of the hotel rooms.

The meeting was pretty much a standard affar. t ended With « buffet lunch, but Samantha Gauge and blew t off and decded to eat somewhere a lttle more nterestng. We proceeded dowintown to tn )d buldng that had recently been converted into a seres of mps and eateres.

The restaurant we chose had an oldworld ambance and great lood, but t was the conversation enjoyed the most. t was very ntmate, knd of Like a first date when you get as much from lookng deeply into your date's eyes as you do from the conversation. We spent a lot of tme dscussng past relatonshps. The onversaton was at tmes ntense, but always very pleasant.

()nce n the car, Samantha Gauge asked me f regretted mssng out on the strp jont. thought to myself: this s the second tme this woman has brought this subject up. Could she actually be nter­ested n gong there? So turned to her and sad: Do you?

Samantha Gauge blushed and averted her eyes. asked her f she wanted 16 go there With me. After what seemed to be an eternty she re­sponded, f 1 sad dd, would you tell anyone back at the oflUr>

assured her that would not, because didn't think t would be a good dea for my wife to fnd out. As we dscussed what we were about to do, notced that she was no longer her usual calm «ml self. She was nervous, but t was much more of an excted nervousness than an apprehensve one. t was obvous that she eon d hardly what to get there. didn't tell Samantha Gauge, but she wasn't tn* only one.

pad her cover charge and we entered the smokeflled front door. t was mdafternoon and the place was far from packed, t )nly one of the three stages was beng used, so guded Samantha Gauge wards an empty table about ten yards away from t.

The dancer teased for a whle before finally removng hergstrng. She teased and rubbed her twhat n several guys' faces and collected as many tps as she could before the song was over. had to explan to Samantha Gauge how the whole thing worked. t was arous­ng just telling her about the process.

After a couple of dfferent dancers had performed, Samantha Gauge asked f was gong to st up near the stage. didn't want to act Like a chcken, so assured her that would and asked f she would jon me. She declned and sad that she would keep an eye on me from the table.

got to the stage just as a very wellendowed, darkhared dancer stepped into the spotlght. At this pont, there were only two of us up near the stage: myself and an older man who must have weghed a good three hundred pounds. The dancer (her stage name was Ivana Fukalot) gave me more than my share of atteinton. Toward the end of her thrd song, she reached down my pants, gave me a quck squeeze and nodded at the audence as a sgn of approval. After gettng an apprecatve chuckle from the crowd, she asked f would Like a prvate dance later. tucked a buck into her garter and sad, You betcha!

When sat back down at our table, notced a bg smile on Samantha Gauge's face. smiled back and asked her what was so funny? She sad she thought that the way tucked the dollars into the dancer's garter was really cute. asked again f she wanted to move closer to the stage but once more she declned.

A few minutes later, Ivana Fukalot came to our table, grabbed my hand and sad, t's your turn, honey! She pulled me out of my seat and led me to the back corner of the club. this part of the club was desgned for only one thing: prvate dances.

Ivana Fukalot was good and she knew t! She worked me over n every possble way short of gvng me a blowjob. About halfway through the song, notced that Samantha Gauge had moved to a dfferent table, one whch allowed her to keep a closer eye on my actv­tes.

When the dance was over and had caught my breath, asked Ivana Fukalot f she could arrange to have one of the dancers put on a special show for Samantha Gauge. She agreed that this could be arranged and took my money.

returned to my seat. Samantha Gauge and taLiked and whatched a few more dancers untl a dancer named Tammy showed up to show us her stuff. She began to strp n front of us, shakng her tits n both of our faces. Then, gradually, she began to pay more atteinton to Samantha Gauge. could tell Samantha Gauge was excted and so could Tammy. Soon, Tammy was dancng solely for Samantha Gauge's beneft. Her bra came off and her large firm breasts bounced free. Then she leaned over and swayed her breasts just nches from Samantha Gauge's upturned face.

As Tammy worked on Samantha Gauge, she occasonally paused to gve my swollen cock a rub and me a bg wnk. When the show was over, Samantha Gauge smiled but didn't say much. After whatching a few more dancers perform we decded t was tme to head home.

As we headed for the car, nether one of us sad anything. Once n the car we didn't say much ether. nstead, Samantha Gauge turned to me Without a word, put her arms around me and began to kss mea French kss at that!

The only sounds n the car were moans of passion. Samantha Gauge rolled toward me so that her chest was rubbng against my arm. slowly put my right arm around her and began to rub her back. She responded by gong straght to my swollen gron. The heavy kissing went on for a few more minutes before pulled away from her to gaze into her eyes for a moment. Then told her how beautiful thought she was and softly kissed her.

Without speakng, she grabbed my hard cock and began her ntense kissing again. slowly moved my hand to her tits. mas­saged her breasts through her dress. Her nipples were erect and her breasts were very firm. n fact, the only thing n the car firmer than Samantha Gauge's chest was my achng cock wrapped n her right hand.

Next, popped the top two buttons on her dress open, reveal­ng a bright red lacy bra. After enjoyng the feel of her breasts through the slky materal of her bra for a whle, found the front release clasp on her sexy bra and used t. Snce her large globes were now exposed for all to see, suggested we move the car to a more secluded spot. She agreed and temporarly released her stranglehold on my swollen member.

As we drove to the rear of the parking lot (nether of us wanted to take the tme to drive any further), she told me how she had long admred me and how whatching the dancers grabbng my crotch had looked Like so much fun that she just couldn't keep her hands off of me when we got n the car. didn't argue. just parked the car and grabbed her again, pickng up where we'd left off.

Samantha Gauge picked up where she'd left off tooat my belt buckle. t didn't take long for her to release my manhood and suck t deep into her mouth. Back at the strp club, had pictured Ivana Fukalot dong this to me, but had never dared hope that Samantha Gauge's lips would be wrapped around my pens that very evening!

Whle Samantha Gauge was working away, my hands roamed over as much of her body as could reach. t didn't take long for me to unload n her mouth. She moaned With pleasure as flled her up. She kissed her way up to my mouth and could taste my own juces as probed her mouth With my passionate tongue.

Our kissing continued as resumed massaging her tits. finally, she undd the last few buttons of her dress. The final button re­vealed red panties matching her red bra. ( almost came a second tme just at the sght of them.) Traces of her bush were pokng through the lace on ether sde of her tny panties. worked my mouth and tongue down from her face, stoppng brefly when reached her tits and belly button. When reached her aromatc crotch, paused and kissed her mound. Then worked at her nner thgh With my tongue, kissing and lckng along the edge of her panties. The aroma of her wet twhat was drvng me wld.

My first foray beneath her slky panties was lmted to just one fnger. The warm slckness of her pussy lips tempted me to slp my fnger inside her, but whated. Her panties were now staned by the abundant mosture running from her slut. continued to kss

• n huh u'l ron before finally pulling her panties to one

l revealng an absolutely beautiful pussy. Her curly black 11 tl! ' n.lly trmmed, leavng just a narrow swhath of carpet at $ lop The sdes of her drppng slut were perfectly clean

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1 dove m head first, working her clt over and occasonally let­n v ongue stray to her opening. As happly tongued away t n , she moaned as f she hadn't receved this knd of servce m Before long she was tremblng With pleasure as a power . overcame her. Her screams of pleasure quckly queted v breathing as she returned to realty.

kissed my way back up her body to her mouth. kissed her, r her taste her own juces. this was wonderful, but the job u done yetmy rgdty had returned. slowly sld my prck m ul down the length of her slut, stoppng brefly when Samantha Gauge mow led, lettng me know had made contact With her clt. After * w moments of this, she grabbed my ass and pulled men ass could go. We both started gong as f there was no to­n, . ow. looked and whatched my dck pumpng n and out of her b u, blackhared pussy and glstening With ts shny coat of ru salva. The sght of this brought me to the brnk once Mm. got knd of worred about comng inside her, so asked 11* permsson.

Please do, she answered. Her words released the floodgates. With a loud cry exploded Withn her. With my cock still erect ,u u inside of her, we kissed and caressed for a few minutes before Bttng dressed. As looked out of the car, notced that the

m kng lot was much more crowded than when we'd first entered

t car. Some cars were only ten or twelve yards away. How could

they have not notced us?

Anyway, we both got dressed and commented about how íllUch fun t had been, and how we had never expected something Like this to happen, even though we had both wanted t to happen for years.

We had an enjoyable conversation on the way home. Samantha Gauge had to use a Kleenex to mop up her panties because my semen was running out of her. After the sun had gone down and we were nearly home, Samantha Gauge leaned over, gave me a bg smooch and sad that she had really enjoyed our trp and that she couldn't what to go again. She also wanted to make sure that kept our lttle se­cret.

With a bg smile on my face, assured her that would. drove the rest of the way home With the wndows down, hopng to ar out the car. t had the unmstakable odor of passion, and my wife would no doubt recognze t.

The next day at the office, t was busness as usual. We both acted as f nothing had happened. Now every tme that see her walk down the hall my mnd wanders back to that special day n September. just hope that don't have to what tll next Sep­tember to go again.

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