.. business." Oh." She placed her drink back on the bar. "Business business or monkey business?" Maybe a little of both." He lowered his hand to her k...nee. She did not object. So, encouraged, he let it inch up her thigh. She still raised no objection. "How about you?"She placed her hand over his on her leg and brought it up. "Definitely monkey business."The bartender came over and looked at the two of them. He looked at the man's hand on the woman's leg and made a face. The man stared at the. And then she sees movement in the mirror. Without warning, he slips into the dressing room. The sight of her ass stops him for a moment, and she thrills to his gaze devouring the promise of her nakedness. She doesn't turn around, doesn't cover her nudity, doesn't protest his presence in her dressing room. He comes up behind her as she faces the mirror and puts his arms around her, one hand close to her mouth in case she makes a noise. His dick pushes up against her exposed ass, and she can feel. . You know ... your ... that ... your ... you ... really does heal."Her face changed, and she asked, "Are you leaving?" Yeah," I said, softly. "My bodyguards are waiting outside, and it's not fair to make them sit out there all night, but I'll come back if you think we need to do this again. It was magnificent. You were amazing, and I loved making love with you. Thank you so much..." I leaned in and kissed her like a lover, not like I was scared to hurt her.She kissed back, squeezed me in tight. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Brooke couldn’t shake the feeling of someone watching her, it had been happening for about four months. She knew it seemed crazy, a stripper worried about being watched at work, but this was different. She shouldn’t have anyone watching her back stage. She was supposed to be safe and protected here. So why didn’t she feel that way? As she Pinned her long Strawberry Blonde hair up, she thought about the only noticeable change.