The Bet Ch. 03, Day 03 - Sex Stories

The Bet Ch. 03, Day 03

Day 3

After the crazy events at the strip club the prior night we slept in the next morning, both of us exhausted from two days of too much rich food and late nights. I woke up spooned into Dana, feeling her warmth and softness, smelling the scent of her hair on my face. My body responded as it usually does when I'm this close to her and I quickly developed an erection that snuggled itself between the full cheeks of her ass. I tried to stay still so as not to wake her, but my cock had a mind of its own, making small movements against her. Dana stirred a little and then woke.

"Umm, it's nice to wake up in your arms," she said softly, stroking my forearm.

"It's nice to wake up holding you my love," I said back, softly kissing her neck.

"I think someone else is awake too," Dana said, wiggling her ass against my erection.

"He's pretty much always awake when he's next to you like this," I told her. Dana had put on a large T-shirt to sleep in but no panties, so my cock was rubbing on smooth bare flesh, the shirt having ridden up during the night. "I can't blame him - you feel fabulous dear," I said softly into her ear. My free hand went under the covers and her shirt to run across her belly and up to a firm breast. Dana's nipple was already hard as my palm grazed over it.

"Someone woke up horny," she commented as I caressed her.

"How could I not?" I answered. "You were so sexy last night - you have a promising career as a top-level stripper." I saw a flush ...

... of pink in Dana's face at the mention of her performance at the strip club.

"I can't believe I did that," she said resignedly.

"You won the contest, you were amazing," I told her. "And I think you had fun doing it - you seemed to really warm up to the crowd by the third song. And your encore song was fantastic - how much did you make in tips?"

"About $400 I think," she admitted.

"See, the crowd loved you! Dana, you're incredibly beautiful and sexy. I've been trying to help you realize that."

"I'm still embarrassed that I was dancing in front of all those people with nothing but a G-string on!"

"No one in that crowd knows who you are," I assured her. "To them you're Cinnamon the incredible amateur, and you'll never see them again. Anyway, it's over, and I'm proud of you. It took a lot of courage to do that, my sexy wife."

I had been running my hand over her while we were talking and Dana showed signs of her building desire. I slipped my hand down to her pussy and felt the wetness of her arousal there. As I began sliding my fingers over her labia I pressed my hard cock into her backside.

"Does us talking about you stripping last night get you this wet?" I asked her. "Thinking about all those men looking at your body and wanting you?" Dana's breath quickened as I caressed her.

"No, of course not," she protested. "I'm reacting to you."

"I like that I make you wet and ready for me," I whispered in her ear. "Why don't you turn over and get on top of ...