All Chapters of The Slaved Virgin Offering: Chapter 1891 - Chapter 1900

There was a couple moments of silence as Mike's demeanor changed, becoming more serious. He let out a sigh as he stood up and walked around from his desk to be in front of Jack's wife. She didn't look scared to him but he was ready to step in should Mike get carried away but he was pretty sure that wasn't going to happen. Mike was all sorts of bad, sleazy and manipulative tops on the list but violent didn't seem to be part of his makeup."Hey Jack you don't mind giving us some privacy to talk this out do you?" He asked gesturing for him to leave."Not at all. I'll talk to you later."Jack answered quickly not showing any concern for Melissa and walking out the door.He closed it almost all the way, leaving it open just a crack so he could peak inside. Mike looked at Melissa and smiled, he ran his hand through her blonde hair gently getting a legitimate response from her. She loved to have her hair played with and it seemed to relax her which he picked up on quickly. Jack knew Mike was

She was doing a great job flirting with him, resting her hand on his leg precariously close to the bulge forming in his slacks. He was just about drooling over Melissa. Then her eyes momentarily met with Jack's but he was quick not to stare since they were keeping up the charade of not being a couple. Jack couldn't deny his own bulge forming as he thought about what could possibly happen. He was lost in thought and didn't see Mike come up to him."Your neighbor looks damn good doesn't she? I think she's going to make a lot of money tonight for us," he said with a grin."She looks great but looks a little nervous to me," Jack answered honestly and with a hint of worry in his voice."They all start out that way. By the end of the night she'll be acting like a seasoned pro," Mike said as if he had seen it hundreds of times before and Jack realized he had. "There she goes."Melissa got up from the bar stool taking the man by his hand, she was leading him to a private room for a lap dance.

When the music stopped and the DJ announced the next girl she gathered her tips and headed to the dressing room. After refreshing herself she smoked another joint and changed into a new costume. It was a partially see thru white Lycra micro mini dress, her hard nipples could be seen through the material as well as the tiny white thong that barely covered her pussy. She slipped on another pair of five inch heels this time also in white.Once back on the main floor it didn't take long before Melissa had a customer come up to her, he was an older man compared to her, somewhere in his fifties and he had been inside the club ever since she got there. He wanted her to go to the VIP room and not for just a lap dance. Jack was watching all this unfold intently and she managed to make eye contact with him. She was so horny that she didn't wait for Jack to signal his permission, instead she nodded and smiled then took his hand and led him to the VIP area. Jack nearly fell out of his seat as he

A little time had passed since Melissa quit working at the club. She still had vivid memories and occasional flashbacks and felt the exhilarating rush of adrenaline flow through her body when she thought about those wild nights. It started as a bit of exhibitionism with her wearing the club's skimpy uniform while serving drinks, it quickly progressed to her being coaxed into stripping on stage in front of everyone and then performing private lap dances. But it was the trips to the VIP room where she serviced several men and the sex with Don and Mike while Jack looked on that made her pulse race.What Melissa found odd was how she felt guilty at times when thinking about those fond memories, it wasn't about having sex with someone other than Jack but for the intense amount of pleasure she enjoyed during her brazen acts. She really was a slut that week she worked at Mike's club. The guilt never lasted for more than a moment or two and quickly subsided when she realized how damp her puss

Max commented, "Damn Jack, thank you for winning the bet. Be sure to include us in the winnings anytime. I'm not sure I can pay attention to the game."Fred agreed. "I know I won't be able to take my eyes off of her."Jack jokingly responded, "I'm sorry guys. I didn't want you to be distracted from the game. I know how much you wanted to watch it. I can tell Melissa to get dressed."Both of the guys jokingly responded that they would suffer through the afternoon of distraction but they were only doing it for Jack and he owed them. They were all laughing but fell silent when Melissa returned and sat down in the chair opposite Fred and Max. Her short skirt could not hide her panties from their view, even when she crossed her legs. The men tried to watch the game but found it to be a very difficult task. Every time Melissa moved a muscle, she could feel all eyes turn towards her. It was thrilling for her to be showing herself off to Jack's friends in their own home. She crossed and uncro