Sarah and Ben Chapter three June's
I have been stripping for about six years. In that time I have learned
how to make a real good income. I then invested wisely. Now I dance and
turn tricks on the side for my pleasure.
I met Sarah one day through a mutual friend. We hit it off real well.
Soon I was dropping by her place quite often. Her husband Ben is one hot
stud let me tell you. I had the hots for him for about a year before I
finally tried to get him to take me.
I discovered that he was a very rare breed of man. I couldn't get him
to walk the wild side with me. He was so faithful to Sarah I was flat
stunned. It was something I had never experienced before. I had never met
a that could turn me down. Sarah was a friend and because of that I
never tried to go there again after that Christmas party.
In my defense, I was drunk on that night and otherwise would have never
tried as hard as I did. It wasn't that he didn't notice other women, he
did. It was his undying faithfulness that was so strong.
Well, one day Sarah mentioned how bored she had been. I started to talk
to her about going to work at the place I worked at. At first she was
mildly interested. After I told her what I did she was shocked. She was
also still curious too.
"You really strip? You mean totally remove all of your clothes?
Really?
"Yes. I like doing it too Sarah. The looks and comments the make
at me just turn me on so much. I live to be the center of attention of all
of those men."
"Do you...well...you know...have sex with them too?"
"Yes. I make even more money by having sex with them. It pays well and
I have fun at the same time. You haven't lived until you have had several
men in one night hon it is to die for."
"Then you are a..."
"Prostitute? Yeah, you could say that I guess. I get paid for great
sex, and sometimes not so great sex, but it does pay well."
"I could never do that. I am and I love my husband. I could
never have sex with strange men, and for money too? No way."
"Oh honey, it isn't all that bad to begin with. You wouldn't have to
have sex with anyone either. You could just serve topless or even strip.
You wouldn't have to do anything you didn't want to though."
"Well, you know I have had a fantasy of stripping in a club. You know,
showing off my body to strange and dancing for them. There is no way I
would fuck them though."
"Hey, you could come down to the club and watch me and the other tomorrow and then decide from there if you wanted to try this or not Sarah.
I think you will like it though. You will want to strip, trust me."
"Well, I guess it wouldn't to look and see what it is you do. I
could come down tomorrow I guess, just for a little bit mind you."
She dropped by just to look it over. She stayed for about four hours
and as she left I saw a wet spot in the crotch of her jeans. I knew she
would be back then.
I talked to my employer, and he was very interested in getting Sarah to
work for him. His club was one of those borderline places. People of all
races came there, and things could be bought for a price.
No great surprise, Sarah came to me and asked me if she could work
there. She wasn't sure in her mind she had the body it took to be a
stripper. I told her she would do very well and that her body was even
better than mine.
A week later, she was after me to set up an appointment with Bob, my
boss. I did and things went smoothly from there. At first she just waited
tables topless. That lasted about two weeks.
When she started to dance all the in the club started to come in on
her shifts. The whole concept of slow nights went out the window with her
dancing. She was the attraction.
When I talked her into doing her first party I thought she was going to
never quit. She danced for those fifteen and then, when the best talked her into the lap dance for the groom things blew up and shot past
anything I had ever witnessed.
I watched as her dance worked not only the groom up but Sarah as well.
When she leaned down with her face close to his exposed cock I knew that
things were going to get way out of hand and soon. I was right.
She began to lick her lips and as she did he thrust his cock up towards
her mouth. She bent in a bit and then the head of his cock pushed in
between her lips. Soon she was taking in his whole cock.
As she was the groom, the best knelt behind her and began to
finger her pussy. Soon he had his sizeable cock at the lips of her and then he shoved it in. Sarah moaned around the cock in her mouth and
really started to go all out.
Her on him was one of wanton lust. She had his entire sizable
dick down her throat as the cock in her drove in and out. Her
blowjob was getting faster and soon the groom shot off into her mouth. She
never slowed down a bit and him until he was soft. After that it
really became a full-fledged gangbang.
She wore out all of them and even let them take her anal virginity. I
was amazed. I knew that she was not a slut. I knew she was a and
proper woman. She showed me a side that had never even so much as hinted
that a slut was just underneath.
I managed to get some great film and pictures of her first gangbang. It
was also her first time out of her marriage. She cried on the way home
that night and felt so guilty about what she had done.
I comforted her and talked her into not quitting. Her sexuality
increased with every party after that. Soon, Bob had her doing special
parties in the back room. Even I had not been that brave or slutty. Those
parties got very, very wild and some of the things that went on in them
were very wicked.
Her first time with Bob was interesting too. He was her first of
color and she became a real slut for him while he was fucking her. She did
everything he wanted in a second without a whimper or hesitation.
I watched as he had her lick and tongue his asshole and then clean up
his cock after he fucked her ass too. She kept him going and actually wore
him out. He had her service a couple of his friends right away, even
before she got dressed to go out and find them.
He told her to go get them like she was. One of them was outside
cooling off and she just strutted out and took him by the arm and pulled
him into the back and proceeded to wear out both of those too.
That was the night that Ben started to get a bit suspicious and their
first argument started. When she called me the next day I found out that
not only she had not told Ben anything about her new job, that she was
feeling so guilty about fucking all those too.
We talked for several hours and then we told Ben. He was so upset I
hurt for him too. I could see a pain that I had never seen in a man's eyes
before. She had run him through and through with her hurtful admission of
guilt.
I came up with the plan to allow Ben to get even and after a lot of
careful pushing on my part they went for it. Ben was and is a fantastic
lover. I discovered that he really liked and knew how to eat pussy.
Sarah had done something that I would never have done had I been with
him. I couldn't understand why she would have tossed him over like this. I
found out later her fantasies had been tightly held to her own thoughts
because she was too afraid to try anything while she was single.
Once she found out what I did for a living her mind wouldn't let her
stop thinking about it and soon her needs overcame her sense. She was like
a drug addict looking for a fix. It showed up during that first party.
After the blow-up and our first few days of fucking as a group I could
see that Ben had something bothering him constantly. I knew that he was
still hurting from her unfaithfulness and trying to hide it. I didn't know
why I could see this and Sarah couldn't.
One night at the club Ben took up with Candy. I knew she was a gold
digger and wanted Ben badly. She had been talking to the other and
they had spared no details of his expertise in the sack. She was very good
at getting and I knew it was only a matter of time before Ben would
succumb to her charm.
As I watched she took him in like a fishermen reeling in a prize catch.
Ben was in her hold before I could get over and break it up. Too late I
saw a change come over him. I knew Candy had used a trump card, probably
one like telling him how she wouldn't have done to him what Sarah had done.
In the back room I watched as Candy worked them both like fine
instruments. Her knowledge and actions were working against Sarah in a
real and painful way. I watched as Ben made Sarah Clean his cock up after
he had just finished in Candy's ass. As they walked away I saw a beaten
Sarah crying on the bed, alone.
I could only watch as he talked to Sarah and devastated her. He walked
out with Candy on his arm and I knew the battle to preserve a marriage had
just taken a turn for the worse. Sarah quit for the night and I went with
her.
I was afraid for her life thinking she might do something stupid. Her
pain now had a depth that was not going to be easy to repair. I started to
feel a bit guilty about talking them into the 'get even fucking' like I
had.
I really felt bad about getting her to make up the 'his on her
with the neighbor' story. It hadn't gone well at all, and Sarah in her
guilt, didn't do a good enough job to convince Ben of her being so sure
about that.
When Ben didn't come home the next day and Candy wasn't at work I had a
new worry. Had they left and ran off together? What had she done to turn
him so hard against Sarah? I drove past Candy's place and saw her car and
Bens car in the driveway.
Sarah was like a zombie when I got back to their place. She only talked
in a monotone voice and was very pale. She constantly broke down into
tears and cried for hours. I finally took her into a doctor and her
referred her to a shrink. She was started on some drugs to help her and
they also set up a string of appointments for her.
I took her to my place so she wouldn't be alone and we settled in for
the day. The day that turned into a week. Ben stayed with Candy for the
whole damn week. She came in to work and danced for her shift and then
left. No special dances or anything beyond her stripping routine.
After one long week Ben stopped by the house while I was there with
Sarah. That day is indelibly etched in my mind. I saw a side of Ben I had
never seen before. I don't think Sarah had seen it either. He came into
the house and Sarah was beside herself trying to get him to talk to her.
"Ben, oh God! Please stay home now? Please talk to me. Ben I need you
to talk to me please?"
"Got nothing to say to you Sarah. You tore me apart, made a shit load
of money fucking all those men. Was it worth it whore? You fucking slut.
I can't believe that I ever saw anything in you. You go to work with
strippers and become a party whore for strange men. Stay the fuck away
from me back alley slut."
Stunned all I could do is watch as he tore her down with his harsh
words. Sarah was on the floor where she had collapsed during his attack.
Her face was white as a ghost and she was shaking.
"I just came here to get my stuff then I'm gone for good whore. I don't
want anything to do with you ever again. Stay the fuck away from me and
don't ever call or try to talk to me again. Bitch. SLUT. WHORE."
I felt the need to step in and try to fix things. I should have known
better. Ben had gone off the deep end and was very angry with Sarah and
me. I should have just kept quiet and let him leave.
"Ben, you can't mean that. Sarah loves you. She hasn't worked since
that night at the club. Please stay and talk this all over with her. She
needs you so much Ben."
"Fuck you whore. You both can go to hell. You led my wife, the woman
of my life into this trashy lifestyle and then try to get me involved like
this is normal. Now you are trying to tell me that she loves only me?
BULLSHIT."
"You call us whores? How about that whore you have been sleeping with
all week? Isn't Candy a whore too Ben?"
"No shit June. Yeah, Candy is a whore too. An honest whore first of
all. That doesn't matter anyway since I am leaving her too. Once a whore
always a whore I think. I could never trust any of you again. Especially
you Sarah."
Ben turned and walked out. I was crying with Sarah as he drove away. I
felt bad about this because it was mostly my fault for leading Sarah into
this lifestyle.
True, she had jumped in with both feet after that first party, but still
would she have gone there and done that without my encouragement? Not
likely. She truly loved Ben and now because of her lust and my pushing he
had just walked out on her.
Days became weeks, weeks became months. Sarah and I lived together and
she went back to work at the club. A very changed woman. She only smiled
on stage while dancing. She didn't do any more parties or 'special' dances
in the back room.
She did do the three parties for Bob as she promised before all of this
happened. She performed extremely well and actually looked like she really
enjoyed fucking and at all of them.
One of the parties was a bunch of pro-basketball players. They were
mostly black and very large, in all aspects. They put her through some
hard and sometimes rough fucking. Usually three or so at a time. I helped
out as much as possible and at the end of that night we were both worn out.
Sarah now just stripped and had very little contact with the in the
club. Ben had not been seen for a long time and we had found out that he
had moved to another state on the other side of the country.
Sarah would dance, shower, go home eat and sleep. Her appointments with
the shrink were about the only time she got out other than work. I tried
to get her interested in going out but she would just sit at home and
either read or watch TV.
We were coming up on Christmas and Ben had been gone for over six
months. She hadn't heard from him since that terrible day he had left her.
There had been no contact, not even the expected papers for divorce.
One night, as Sarah was dancing a small group of came in. None
looked familiar to me and they were average type businessmen looking for a
good time while in town.
Sarah did her number and as she was leaving they tried to talk to her.
She walked by and paid little or no attention to them. She came out and
sat at the bar waiting for her next turn at dancing. One of the came
up to her and they started to talk. Soon he motioned to his friends and
they all came over around her.
I was a bit curious as to why she would talk to them since she had
pretty much avoided for so long. I slipped in close to them and
listened as they tried to charm her.
I soon learned that they worked for the same company that Ben had worked
for and they talked to him regularly. He had set up in another office at
the same company, just in another state. A transfer in haste in order to
keep him working for them.
"Ben came here? Wow. Never would have thought that ol' Ben would come
to a joint like this."
"Yeah, well he only came a couple of times you know. Don't think he
cared for it or us dancers"
Sarah was talking like just one of the dancers instead of his wife. It
dawned on me that she was fishing for information on Ben.
"Prim and proper Ben in a strip joint. will wonders never cease.
Hey babe, you interested in a little party after you get off?"
"No, I can't. I am and my husband would not care to have me
'partying' with other men."
"Wow, your and your husband knows you do this?"
"Yeah. He doesn't care for it, but he knows. I don't fuck around
though. I just dance."
"Man, that is too bad. You are so beautiful and sexy looking. I would
love to fuck you honey. You have a very fuckable body."
"You can look, you can't touch. Sorry guys. I could set you up with
some other dancer if you want. There are some who may want to 'party' with
you all."
"Hey, that would be great babe. We would like to have some fun tonight
for sure. Won't be too expensive I hope."
"Well, dancing at private parties costs a bit. The entertainment is
quite good though."
I listened and soon Sarah had skillfully arranged for a party and
entertainment with a couple of the other dancers. She got them a premium
price too. Her efforts were rewarded with more information on Ben.
She learned that he had not had anything to do with women in his new
state and had thrown himself into his work. He worked and went home. They
called him the hermit. They couldn't get him to go out or anything. They
knew that he was currently separated from his but not anything else.
He had become very closed mouth about his personal life.
One of them mentioned how having been at Bens place he had seen that he
had pictures of his all over the place. He also mentioned how much
she looked like Sarah. I could see the fear in her eyes as he talked on
and knew that she didn't want them to know that Ben's was a stripper.
The only thing that kept them from realizing that Sarah was that woman
in those pictures was the fact that she had dyed her hair brown. She had
changed her appearance a bit in order to deal with her new image. I think
deep down she felt that if she looked different in the mirror she could
imagine that it was not her that was standing there. (I had caught her
looking in the mirror for long periods of time since she had dyed it)
One of the mentioned how Ben seemed to still be in love with his
soon to be ex. He figured that that was why he had moved away from where
they had been. Ben had mentioned once how he missed his quite a bit.
I saw Sarah's eyes and knew that she had hopes of getting back with him
yet.
The next day Sarah began to seem happier than she had in a long time. I
thought that she was being unrealistic about being able to get Ben back,
but I supported her need to try to get back with him. I found his addrress
by using my wares and talking to a gentleman that worked in his office.
He gave me Ben's new address. I'll bet he never had gotten such a good
blowjob from his as I gave him for those few lines scribled on that
scrap paper.
I then flew to Ben's new residence, without letting Sarah know what I ws
up to. My plan was just to see if there was any chance at all for them and
to see if Ben would be in the frame of mind to try getting back with Sarah.
I couldn't have gone at a better time it seems.
I pulled up in the rental car just as he got home from work. His first
look at me was one of shock as well as a bit of anger.
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
"I came to talk to you Ben. About Sarah."
"Give me a break. You got her to cheat on me and become nothing but a
whore. Now what do you want? Make the knife turn a bit harder in my guts?
Drag me into your sordid little world?"
"No Ben. I came here to see if you were able or capable of forgiving
Sarah yet. Thats all. She needs you Ben."
"Yeah? Like I think she really would care about me after all of this?"
"Ben, even if you don't want to admit it she loves you very very much.
She has paid over and over for what she did to you. What I led her to do.
She is deserving of forgivness from you. She needs you Ben. She still
loves you. Can you honestly say you don't love her anymore?"
Ben looked at me with haunted eyes. His face gave away what I need to
see. I could plainly see that he still loved Sarah. His emotions were
right out there and his lost soul was searching for something to say to me
that he couldn't quite bring himself to say. I could also see his anger
too. I decided to push a bit harder.
"Ben, Sarah has been true to you since...since that time. She did do
three more parties after you left her, only because Bob insisted and she
had promised to do them. She has not done anything but strip since then
though. She needs you Ben. She will waste away if you don't come back to
her. She has been seeing a doctor you know."
"A doctor? She's dating a doctor?"
"No, she is seeing a shrink for her health. She has been devastated by
all of this, especially you leaving her."
"Yeah? A shrink huh? Why should I believe you? How do I know that you
aren't trying to get me back so you can use both of us in your schemes?"
"First of all I have no schemes. I will admit that I wanted to fuck
you, and you were far better than I thought you would be. I have no other
agenda other than getting you two back together. I have made a mess of
things and should never have pushed Sarah to go to work at the club like I
did."
"Yeah? I don't know. What Sarah did to us, to me, and to herself is
pretty much more than most would forgive a spouse for. Name one reason why
I should give her another chance."
"You still love her Ben. I can see it in your eyes."
"Oh yeah, that is reason enough for me to go back and try it again with
her. You can see that I still love her in my eyes."
"Don't be sarcastic Ben. I mean it. I know that you haven't gone out
at all since moving here. I know that you have not filed for divorce, and
I know that you mention her at work in positive fashion too."
He turned and started to walk into the house. He unlocked his door and
then turned to me, as I stood outside on his lawn where we had been
talking.
"Want a cup of coffee June?"
I nodded and entered the house just behind him. His place was very
clean and plain. No pictures on the wall, no 'this is my place' mark from
him. It looked pretty much like a furnished house waiting for a new
tenant.
"Nice place Ben."
"Its a dump June. I just don't feel right here with the way things
are."
"So, what are you thinking Ben? Do you want to try again with Sarah?
Can you forgive her and move on?"
"I'm not sure June. I have been thinking about Sarah ever since I moved
here. I just don't know. There are some strong images that are ingrained
into my mind that will be hard to overcome. Yes, I still love Sarah. I
still want her. I just don't know if I can handle the new Sarah. I was
very devastated and by her actions and the lying. I can overcome that
part, but the pain of betrayal is what will be hard to forget."
"Ben, she honestly doesn't know that I am here right now. I cam because
she has been living like a zombie since you left. She still dances, but
then she goes home and sit around doing nothing. She keeps looking over
old scrapbooks of you two in happier times. She needs you in her life Ben.
She needs you to love her. She needs your touch and your helping hand.
She needs you Ben, badly."
"I don't know June. This has been a real shock to my system. I don't
think I could ever trust her again you know. Afterall, she broke our most
sacred trust once, and then she didn't just fuck around on me with one guy,
she fucked many men."
"Does is help to know that she felt nothing for them other than the sex
she was getting from them. She only loves you Ben. She just fucked those
other men. She didn't feel anything for them other than the moment of
sexual gratification she got from them."
"But she lied to me, her husband. She cheated on me. Why couldn't have
I been enough for her? Why didn't she tell me her fantasies? Maybe we
could have explored them together rather than me finding out like I did."
"And you didn't get your pound of flesh back out of her Ben? What about
your week with Candy? The way you left and the things you said to her?
You don't think that didn't her? It did. It her deeper than you
will ever know."
"I don't know how to fix this June. How do I take her back and then
begin to trust her again after all of this? Trust is a very large part of
marriage and something like this destroys that trust completely. How can
we go on after all we have been through?"
"It won't be easy Ben...just take one step at a time and try. Please
say you are willing to try."
"I'll think about it June. No promises. I will keep thinking about it
though."
I left feeling much better. Ben did love Sarah still. He was thinking
about her and he would think about trying again. That was far more than I
could have hoped for. I got home and Sarah didn't ask where I had been
overnight. I had stayed at a motel, even though Ben had offered his room.
I felt that it would be best to not accept and stay in the motel. If Sarah
ever found out I didn't want to have to try to convince her that nothing
had happened between us other than talk.
Several weeks went by and just before Christmas Eve there was a knock at
our door. Sarah opened it and then stepped back in silence. Ben strode
through the door with presents in hand and a uncertain smile on his face.
"Uh, hi Sarah. I brought you some gifts. Umm, where would you like me
to put them?"
Sarah was white as a ghost and not saying anything. Tears welled in her
eyes as she struggled to say something. I took the presents from Ben and
put them near our pitiful tree. Ben stood in front of Sarah looking at
her. He was not saying anything and Sarah just stood there not able to talk
either.
The tears running down her face seemed to break Ben's silence. He
stepped up to her and reached out, wiping her tears away.
"Don't cry Sarah. Please don't cry. I...you...I mean..."
He pulled her close to him and just hugged her. He had tears in his
eyes. He looked at me over her shoulder and then looked away. I took the
hint and went into the kitchen. I heard them talking and crying. After a
bit they both came into the kitchen where I had coffee ready for them. I
made to leave.
"Don't go June. I...we would like you to stay and talk to us."
"Ben, I don't want to intrude. You two need to talk to each other."
"June, Ben and I have talked. We want you to stay and talk with us for
now. We have a lot of ground to cover and you will be a help to both of
us."
With both of them asking me to stay, what was I supposed to do? I
stayed. We talked into the night. They slept seperately, Ben on the couch
and Sarah in her room. I slept pretty well for the first time in a long
time. Things were looking up.
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