Eating Creampie

"Please," she whispered, and with that Jules merely had to flick her tongue out to meet the dancer's erect nipple. She gasped and Jules closed her lips quickly and sucked hard. "Oh, shit! I wanna eating creampie!" the dancer said smiling. She wasn't in any hurry to stop Jules but was probably afraid of someone from the club seeing and not appreciating such customer interaction. Hell, I'm sure it would improve their already huge business!

By this time the song and her dance were over. She stepped down off the platform and laughed to Jules, "I should tip you for eating creampie!" Jules smiled back at her and I watched as her wonderful ass disappeared across the club floor. When I turned back to Jules, she was licking her lips and blowing kisses at the two guys who had paid for the table dance. Then I realized that she had basically done that whole thing for their benefit in the first place. "See you later," she said to me as she walked over to the two guys. They were young looking, probably late twenties. They looked like salesmen out having a good time on their expense account and not caring how much money they blew. One of them was black and had a moustache and the other was white and a big jock. In fact, they both really looked built. Jules was definitely going to have some eating creampie with them!

She stood between then and started with the small talk. I was only about 5 or 6 feet away, but the music was so loud I couldn't make out what they were saying about eating creampie. However I did have an excellent view! The white guy was starting to run his hand up and down Jules's leg. Since they were on high bar stools, he started at her knee and could only go up from there. Jules was talking to the black guy and I could see that she had begun to rub the front of his pants. I figured she was checking out exactly what she'd be dealing with. The first guy's hand had now disappeared under her denim mini-skirt and was rubbing her naked ass ready for eating creampie. (When we left the hotel room for the evening, she made a point of showing me she wasn't wearing anything under her mini-skirt.) Jules's hands were starting to work a little faster on the front of the second guy's pants. He was just sitting back and relaxing as she worked.