VIP sex

Charles' p.o.v

"It is so beautiful" Pamela said as she looked around slowly, taking in the room.

The room had a bar, a strip pole, a chaise lounge, and some paintings which I requested.

"Is this like your own room or something?" Pamela asked as I walked to the bar. The excitement was evident in her voice.

"Kind of" I said.

"Cool" She said and I smirked. I liked that she was impressed.

I sipped my martini and watched as she walked to the pole gripped it, running her hand up and down. I imagined that it was my cock and I got even more swollen.

"What are you doing?" I asked huskily as I leaned against the bar and Pamela looked at me. Her cheeks reddened under my gaze and she looked away.

"I didn't know there were strippers here," She said.

Like I said, it was a huge club. You'd have to request their services if you wanted them.

"There are," I said and she nodded.

"So you have had girls in here?" She asked.

"I wouldn't have requested a room otherwise" I said and she frowned.

I chuckled. S