She turned back slowly and looked into the leering eyes of My Johnson. “ummm hello sir, could I please borrow some milk, I’ve run out and my mum w...on’t be home with anymore for ages,” Megan looked down at the floor as she asked not wanting to see his lust filled eyes looking at her. “Ah sweet Megan, I would love to help you out, but what is it worth,” he started hard at her chest as he said this and she suddenly felt very conscious and her mouth turned into a frown and she stammered without. ’ ‘Well, you may be disappointed. The real question is that there’s four of us who want to go to a male stripper lounge and we just don’t want to go alone. We want a guy with us. Would you go?’ So, I asked what to me, was a sensical question, ‘Who are the girls?’ ‘There’s me, of course, Mary Jane, Lissa and Emily, uh, Emily Tyson from Accounting.’ Well, four very attractive young women in their upper twenties and lower thirties. Well, well. ‘A male strip club, huh? That would be a first for me,. He has a blond wig, makeup, and red lipstick, white blouse with a red bra that showed boobs. He also had a short skirt and thigh high stockings on. He gets in the car and says, lets go and I start driving down the road. Pretty quick I notice him playing with his cock under his skirt. I can’t see his cock but I do notice he has on a red thong. After a minute or two he reaches over and starts to rub my already hard cock. He manages to get my jeans open and frees my cock for easier access. He’s. She left him messages every place but all were left unread. So just in case it was bad weather which stopped him from replying, she Googled her favorite weather app, however, no, it was not the weather because the app said it was currently fine.This kept up for a few days with totally no communication and she started to worry, both for his safety, due to not knowing if he was alright, but also because of some deep seated insecurities that maybe she wasn't good enough to be loved and he had.