You probably think that I don't do poker parties any more. I'm not present at the event, but we still do many 500 parties all year round. It's just that they only need one person, and I get my servers to do them. I prepare the food and whatever else is required for the afternoon. I drop that and the waitress's uniform to the host when they leave work. I don't go back to the house again. The waitress is the one who makes t...

After I shared the video with Edward about my session with Suzanne, he got very excited. He loved the idea of me having sex with another woman. He was honest enough to admit that he struggled to satisfy me sexually and was worried if I started to have sex with a man. I might leave him. However, he was totally on board with me having sex with another woman, no matter how often. I think it was my third Burlesque evening whe...

I was expecting that once Karl knew I was the girl who helped out as the second stripper, our business relationship would change. As it turned out, from a business and pleasure perspective, it ended up great. He initially mentioned that I could be one of the Burlesque strippers, which was good for business. He also suggested something to enhance his stripper parties. Last year, before I became more adventurous, my two wai...

I was torn after Edward dropped the bombshell of his job change and being away from home. On the one hand, I realised that he was going to be away when I was working myself. On the other hand, coming back from an event as horny as hell, with no prospect of waking up my husband for a fuck, was a bit shit. I worried that I would end up finding my satisfaction elsewhere. It would still be three months or more before he start...

A week later, Edward told me he was taking me out to dinner and checked I had nothing booked. He told me to buy a sexy dress for the evening. I already had some of these in the office, which were probably too sexy. So I went to the shops to get something that would not blow Edward's mind but still allow me to do some accidental exposure. I tried to ask him why he wanted to do this, and he explained he had something import...

I could not wait to chat with Karl about providing the second stripper at some of our 'tamer' events. The way I described it, I was going to use a waitress, rather than do it myself. To be honest he was very happy for me to do this because he struggled to get two strippers sometimes. Traditionally, the 'encore' was the way girls made real money out of stripping. What they did after the original strip. Karl had his busines...

As the sun sets below the horizon, Sir and I walk hand in hand along the sandy beach, the waves crashing beneath our feet. A gust of wind threatens to lift my flimsy dress, and I grasp onto it, holding it down to prevent prying eyes from discovering I’m not wearing panties. Such a bad girl! I feel drops of my essence drip from my damp, petal-smooth folds, sliding down the tender skin of my inner thighs. For a moment, I co...

I was never quite sure who set me off on the exhibitionist track. Was it me, who then kept Edward interested? Or was it my husband's suggestions, which led me astray? Once Edward begged me to wear the waitresses' uniforms and get touched up and groped at events, I felt I owed him a favour. So I got lessons from the blow job stall at Burlesque. I think she thought I was one of the artists, so needed a higher level of skill...

Shortly after the spring break, the work I did for Karl changed back into the sort of events I had started originally. It seemed that the burlesque events and the wife-swapping parties were a winter filler, in more ways than one. The calendar soon got busy, and my waitresses and I were as active as ever. I still used the van for street food at lunchtime. Generally, the work was split into four types of parties, each with...

The morning after the party, Karl was on the phone wanting some feedback on how the evening went. I could hardly tell him that I wanted to do the demo instead of his wife, so mumbled something nice. He needed to meet up for a new idea he was having and needed me on board. Thinking about it, hosting a burlesque evening wasn’t a stretch from where his business was, but he was running a different model. Instead of paying me...