Page 1 of Private Dancer

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Alec

Idon’t usually mix business with pleasure, but when my old college roommate, Carter, asked me to swing by his new club, I couldn’t resist seeing what all the rumors were about surrounding his new club.

I brought my two best friends and business partners, Ryan and Jake, along with me. We’ve all been working so hard to make our businesses as successful as possible that we have lost sight of relaxing and having fun.

“Like I said, we have a VIP section for members only, that holds what I like to call the dungeon rooms.” Carter waves his hand at a roped-off section of the bar. It’s almost like an old-time speakeasy where you have to know the secret word to proceed through the door that leads to the dungeon rooms.

A large bouncer stands in front of the door, waiting for the magic words to let members through to the secret rooms. “How’s it hanging?” Carter asks the bouncer, and I roll my eyes.

“Long and to the left.’ The bouncer replies before opening the door for us.

Carter smiles at the bouncer and slaps him on the back, “Come on, boys, let me show you around.”

I look back at Ryan and Jake. They nod their heads and shrug their shoulders. They’ve known Carter for as long as I have and are used to his flare for the dramatic.

We walk through the door, and it’s almost like walking into an actual dungeon, only not all dusty and dirty. This place is almost like a fantasy world come to life. The stone walls give it that medieval feel.

“Over here, we have the voyager window. If you’re into that, you can either participate or watch.” Carter walks down the hallway, pointing out themed room after themed room, explaining how they are cleaned and sanitized between each use.

“Over here, we have the group room.” Carter opens the door, leading us into a room with a huge canopy bed in the middle of the room, big enough to hold at least ten people. So big it covers most of the room.

“Group room?” Ryan asks, his gaze roaming over the room like Jake and my eyes.

“Yes. For groups of three or more that need more space to move around. We haven’t started advertising this room yet, but I have a feeling it will be a huge attraction once the word gets out to all the swingers or bored housewives who want to bang more than one guy at a time.” He smirks. “There’s a connecting bathroom with a huge shower, just in case.” He adds, still smirking.

The thought of sharing a woman has crossed my mind, but it would have to be with guys I trust and the only guys I trust are Jake and Ryan, but I’m not sure they would be into sharing.

I glance at Ryan and Jake and see their eyes fixed on the large bed.

Carter clears his throat, motioning us back through the door to the hallway, a massive smile on his face, “Here’s the key to this room.” He nods towards the three of us. “Just in case you find a lucky girl to share it with.”

I open my mouth to protest, but Carter holds up his hand, “I’m not here to judge, but by the looks on your faces, you might need this room later.”

He leads us back to the entrance of the secret dungeon, the bouncer holding the door open for us, “Now go out there and find that lucky girl.”

The club is packed tonight, but we still manage to find a table by the dance floor. The girls dancing are certainly sexy, but they all look to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, hardly old enough to be in a club like this, and definitely not my type.

Jake and Ryan must think the same thing when Jake says, “They all look young, don’t you think?”

“Way too young.” Ryan agrees.

I’m just about ready to suggest we get out of here when I see her dancing less than ten feet away from us. Her luscious body straining against the fabric of her skin tight dress. Her long wavy brown hair that I’m itching to wrap around my fist as I guide her mouth on my cock.

She must be around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, much older than the girls dancing around her, but she is by far the sexiest woman in the club. I’m surprised the guys aren’t crowding around her, wanting to be the one that takes her home tonight because by the way she is moving on the dance floor, she is definitely looking for a cock to ride tonight.

I have to adjust myself, thinking about how she would feel riding me.

Her eyes lift to mine, gliding between Ryan, Jake, and me. Carter’s words come crashing back to me.

Find that lucky girl.

Could this sexy Goddess be the lucky girl for us to share in the group dungeon room?

“Fuck, she is hot as hell,” Jake swears, dragging my attention away from the dance floor and the curvy Goddess, who seems to be dancing just for the three of us.

I bring my glass of whiskey to my lips, needing a moment to cool down. I want this woman, but I can tell my friends want her too.

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