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I reached out to grab her beautiful body and she collapsed on the couch with me, kissing me deeply. This little party seemed to be turning her on even more than me. I slid my hands down her breasts and over her legs to Tammy's appreciative moans. As I reached under her skirt, I found that she wasn't wearing any panties either.
Her pussy felt so hot and so soaked I was shocked. Tammy asked me between kisses if she was as sexy as the strip club waitresses, and I replied that she beat them hands down. She moaned her thanks and reached down and grabbed my erection through my pants. She teased my cock as she told me how this night came about. Apparently Cathy, who I had to call Angel that night, wasn't actually a stripper. She was just a friend Tammy used to hang out with after plays who was back in town visiting for a week. They had gone for drinks and the subject of my bachelor party came out. After joking about having Angel strip for me, they decided that it might actually be fun to do. It was perfect really, because Tammy could trust her and for Angel it would be a fun, safe way of living out a stripper fantasy.
Tammy's teasing had gotten me to the point where I wasn't sure I could wait for a strip show. I started to play with her in earnest when Angel called out that she was ready. Tammy asked Angel to give us a second, and she got off the couch and pulled me up with her. She led me to a chair in the middle of the room and told me to sit down. Grabbing my arms gently behind the chair, she suddenly clicked my wrists together with a pair of handcuffs. I laughingly asked her what that was about, and she told me she just wanted to make sure I played by the rules. Apparently the rules were that I couldn't touch lick her tits or pussy or lick or kiss her and Angel couldn't kiss me or touch my cock, but she could overlook everything else. This sounded more like the slightly jealous Tammy I knew and loved, but it still sounded fair enough.
Tammy gave my cock a final squeeze and told me to enjoy the show. She stood up and turned out the lights except for one in the middle of the room. Being drunk and unaccustomed to her slutwear, she didn't seem to notice that her pussy was just visible beneath her tiny skirt. Or maybe my demure fiancée was doing it on purpose? Whatever the reason, those few soft glimpses were driving me up the wall with lust.
Leaving the room for a few minutes, Tammy came back leading Angel by the hand to the center of the room. I concentrated on the little bit of pussy revealing itself with each step until Angel came into the light. Angel was simply stunning. Her big blue innocent eyes and welcoming smile made her look like the girl next door while her large firm breasts and amazingly long legs made her look like a pornstar. She wore surprisingly elegant clothes; a low cut red cocktail dress with a long slit in the side, matching red high heels, and earring and a necklace that looked more expensive than my car. I couldn't believe this dream girl was about to strip for me.
Tammy reminded me of her presence by crouching next to me and telling me to be nice because this was Angel's first time doing this. I promised I would. She then told me that Angel would be doing two shows. The first would be a striptease and the second would be a surprise. She playfully reprimanded me saying that it wasn't going to be a threesome or anything, but that I'd like it. Music started playing before I could imagine what she meant, and I settled back to watch the show.
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