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Ana at the stripper pub

Ana at the stripper pub. That business trip to Chicago had ended one day before schedule and I was flying back home. My cell phone was out of order, so I decided it could be nice to surprise Anita arriving home early. The strange thing was I could not find her at home…. on Friday late evening. It was really strange. I spent a long while calling some of her friends, asking if she was there, but it was useless. Nobody knew about her since that morning. I found a kind of business card on the floor, close to the main table at the dining room. I was even stranger, I could not recognize the name of some guy there, but yes I recognized very well the stripper pub address hand written on it. I quickly pulled it out and speed my car to that place. “The Cotton Club,” I muttered to myself. What was my loving wife Ana doing now? I parked my car outside the pub and walked up to the entrance, where a large man was standing. I handed over him ten dollars he asked me and walked inside. It was pretty classy for a strip club. There were numerous different levels, all leading down to the main stage, where a young blonde woman was busy bumping and grinding to the music. Situated around the stage in a semicircle, were numerous chairs, all filled with young men. The rest of the place was filled with soft leather couches. I took a seat in the very back, keeping myself out of view in the dim light. I ordered a glass of rhum from the waitress and sat back watching the show. The girl on stage soon ...

... finished and another sexy girl was introduced. After about an hour, and three different strippers the lights on stage went out and the room went quiet. “Gentlemen, this is the moment you have all been waiting for!”. A deep voice boomed out. “Please welcome the Cotton Club our beautiful sexy star, Candy Cane!!!!” The room erupted into applause as I stared in disbelief as my beautiful sexy wife Ana strutted out onto the stage swinging to the smooth sounds of an erotic kind music. So, she was “Candy Cane”. Ana was dressed in a short little schoolgirl skirt, with a white top. The outfit was completed with some little black shoes and thigh high white stockings. She looked really wild and sexy. I also could not believe the way Ana was dancing. I had no idea she could move like that. I was captivated as I watched her spin across the stage, around the poles, before falling to her knees before one of the guys in the front row. With an innocent look on her face, she lifted her skirt giving the young man a quick glimpse. After the first song she pulled off her top exposing her tits to the room. The guys in the front were going crazy, cheering on my wife as she crawled across the floor like a cat. She focused on one guy in the middle and approached him on her hands and knees. Grabbing his head, she pulled him to her chest, smothering his face in her beautiful heavy tits. Suddenly she sat back and swung her legs out in front of her, spreading her knees apart letting the guy have a good peak ...