I was sure that he had at least left the club. Fifteen minutes later the manager came back to tell me that I had been specifically asked for to give s...omeone a $50.00 couch dance, a full nude dance with the closest allowable contact between the dancer and the customer. Hoping it would get my mind off of my problem, I accepted and headed into the special room reserved for those dances.When I got into the room, Jim and his friends were sitting at the table next to the couch. Jim didn't know that. I would purposely leave my door open while I masturbated or changed my clothes when we were home alone. I would even dart between the bath and my room fully naked, hoping she was watching. She started to leave her bra and panties laying around for me to find, not always fresh out of the laundry! I even started pulling my cock out of my jeans and walked around behind her with a raging hard on, fully exposed. If she was washing the dishes, I would come up behind her with my cock hanging out of my. Standing in the dressing room and looking at herself in the mirror, Di covered her mouth and wept. The white dress was perfect. It hugged her body like a second skin until the skirt flared at her hips, showing off the womanly curves she'd hidden under baggy clothes all her life. The smooth neckline went low enough to show the gentle swell of her breasts without leaving her feeling overexposed.Anne's quiet knock pulled her attention away from the mirror. "Can I see it?" she whispered through the. Each time going deeper and harder as I continue to verbally degrade you. Telling you how pathetic you look. Insulting you. Calling you a filthy rag. I tell you how much I hate you. I laugh at you whenever I pull my cock out and your saliva oozes out of your mouth down your face. I spit in your face. I slap your face and then order you to tell me how much you like it. I make you beg me to fuck your face and I get a good close-up of you saying it before slapping your face with my cock.