Strip Club Membership

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would divorce. Your morals are not a part of my stories.

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Strip Club Membership

I am driving home from work when I thought I saw Carla's car pull through the intersection and drive onto the lot of Satan's Men's Club. Unfortunately, I am in the wrong lane to follow. I drive up to the next intersection take a left, a block later another left, then at the next intersection a final left bringing me back to the intersection. I wait for the light and drive through and onto the lot.

I check out the cars in the lot, but I don't spot her car. After driving back and forth for a few minutes I decide I must have made a mistake, after all Carla is a nurse, and she should be starting her shift any time now at the hospital across town. I relax and pull around back of the strip club to get to the exit back onto the main road.

Then, I spot it. In the employee parking for the club. This does not make any sense. I get out of the car and walk over to verify it. This is definitely Carla's car; the license plate matches.

Carla and I have been married for about 18 months. She works as a nurse at a medical research company associated with the hospital. Her pay is direct deposited from Haywood Medical every two weeks.

I get back in my car and drive around the front and find a parking space. I walk into the club, and pay the cover charge, a hefty $50.00, much more than any other strip club in town that I am aware of. I pass through the curtain and am faced with a short hall with pictures of the strippers on the walls. The end wall is an 8-foot-high picture of Carla in a sequined bikini. It is labeled "Our headliner: Angel" I stop and stare for several minutes. There is some mistake, maybe it is a look alike. But then why is her car here?

Carla is 5 foot 6, blonde 34D, slim and way too sexy. We had met at university in the campus pub. We dated for about 6 months, even though her medical schedule kept her busy Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays. I asked her to marry me and she was ecstatic. He family live about 200 miles Northwest in a small farming town. We honeymooned in Europe. None of this makes any sense.

I enter the main stage room, and find a table at the back. A waitress with a nametag that says Angelique asks me for my order, I get a rum and coke. When it arrives, I pay and sit back. A little Asian girl is part way though her act. She gradually strips down to nothing and then dances around for a while. When she is done a black girl starts her routine. After a while the Asian girl comes out and walks around offering private dances in a VIP room. She quickly gets a taker and disappears with him.

Angelique comes by and asks if I need anything else, I order another rum and coke. When she comes back, she offers a private show in the VIP room. I ask when Angel would be on. She checks her watch and says "After Sindy", the black girl. I thank her.

Sindy finishes her routine, picks up her tips and heads back stage. The announcer comes out struts to the front of the stage. "And now, what you have all been waiting for, Angel" The room is about half full but the cheering makes it sound full.

Carla steps out from behind the curtain, strides forward, and takes the mic. "Well boys who's up for a good time?" The crowd roars. She is certainly popular. She hands the mic back to the announcer and he jumps down off the stage. The music starts and Carla starts dancing. She had told me that in high school she had been a competitive gymnast. You could see that in her routine. She gradually stripped off the costume. Much of it was breakaway, so she could grab an item and rip it off, flinging it back toward the curtain. A brunette in a skimpy bikini pops through the curtain and picks up each item. When Carla was down to shoes, bra and panty she spends some time working the pole and while hanging upside down, she unclips her bra from the front and tosses it at the curtain.

Carla's breasts are phenomenal, great shape, and a degree of firmness that make them delicious. The crowd cheers. She does a round of the edge of the stage, does a couple of cartwheels, and finds a chair that had not been there before. She sits backwards on the chair, leans back and rests her head on the stage, slips the thong panties off and these she tossed into the crowd. Then a mic slides out from under the curtain, which she catches, flips herself over and stands up. "Come on boys, get those tips out, you know what is coming." Then she slid the mic back under the curtain. She walked the edge of the stage and looks at the tips. She found one she liked turned her back to the punter, bent over, and reached between her legs to picks up the tip. The when she had the tip in hand she reaches back and pulls her pussy open. The room goes wild. She did that for another 5 tips, then cartwheeled to the curtain, faced away from the crowd bent over and reached back to rub her clit and shoved her finger into her pussy. The brunette quickly goes around and collects the rest of the tips. Carla picks up the mic and faces the audience. "My private sessions are already fully booked for this evening. If you are a member, you can advance book me. Tomorrow is over half booked already. Talk to your waitress about becoming a member. Book me for the time of your life." Then, she slips behind the curtain.

I flag down Angelique. She comes by, "What can I do for you?"

"Tell me about this membership and the private sessions."

"Well membership is $1,000 per year, plus regular blood tests. Membership gets you special privileges which included advance booking the girls for private sessions. You are not a member, but I can give you a special session for $100. Of course, that does not include the top three or four girls, they will all be advance booked." She smiles at me.

I look her over, I guess about 5 foot 6, 34 C. "Are you available?"

Angelique smiles a smile that lights up a room. "Sure honey, let me just finish this order then we can head back." She delivers the order she is carrying, then returns. I get out a $100 bill. She takes it and tucks it into a little pouch on her hip. She takes my hand and leads me to the back. There is a bouncer by the door, he makes a note on a clipboard and we enter. There is a long hall with six doors.

As we pass one of the doors, Angelique points at a door and says "Angel is in there, the top girls get first call on the best rooms. I can show you the rooms on the monitor in our room."

We walk to the end of the hall and enter a 10 x 14 room, with a shower, a bed. A couch and a couple of chairs of different styles. "So, your entrance fee gets you three dances, I will strip and rub my breasts on your face. Anything more than that is extra."

"What sort of things?"

Angeliques goes over to a keyboard under the monitor which currently is showing the main stage. A couple of clicks and a menu comes up.

Covered Blow Job $ 50

Bareback Blow Job $100 (Members only)

Condom Sex $350

Bareback Sex $500 (Members Only)

Condom Anal $500 (Not all girls offer, ask)

Bareback Anal $750 (Members Only, not all girls offer, ask)

Voyeur add on $150 (Not all rooms available)

"Wow, that is some list. Is Angel's room available for voyeur?"

Angelique pulls up another menu

Magdelena Open

Angel Open

Angelique Closed

"Yup, looks like it. Do you want others to be able to watch us?"

"No, Voyeur is an add on, add on to what?"

"Any of the sex options above a blow job."

I dig out my wallet, find another $500 and pass it to Angelique. "Condom sex and we will watch Angel."

She slips the money into a cash box bolted to the wall. A few clicks on the keyboard and the wall opposite the couch looks like it is transparent into Angel's room. There is Carla, back to us, doing a strip for a guy on the couch. "Oh, that is Marty, he is one of those tech millionaires. He tips very well. Carla is going to have a good night." She flips through several views, looking into the room from different angles, or down from the ceiling. "Which view do you want?"

"There was one from the side, so you can see a side view of her and him."

The view shifts to the side, I can see Carla and she is clearly enjoying herself. Running her hands across her body and reaching into her panties.

Angelique starts her routine, which I realize is very similar to Carla's. Angelique says "I know her routine, so I will try to mimic her. There will be some differences as I need to get a condom onto you, and she doesn't."

I don't understand, maybe this isn't Carla, maybe I have made a mistake. But it is Carla's car in the employee parking lot. It sounds like Carla. Marty stands up and drops his pants. I mimic him. Why am I mimicking the guy who it looks like is going to fuck my wife without a condom. "Is that safe?"

"What"

"No condom."

"He's a member, he has to have a blood test once a month or he loses his membership, or if it comes up showing an STD he loses his membership." She continues to follow Carla's routine pretty closely, and her shirt comes off and gets tossed against the wall near the door.

I realize I have a huge erection. Angelique breaks the mimic long enough to reach down, undo my pants, pull it out and stroke it. She spots my wedding ring "Some girl is lucky."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, you are above average length and diameter."

"Oh." I am about to say that I didn't know, but that makes me sound like a virgin. Of course, if this really is Carla, and I am pretty convinced it is her, then compared to her, I may as well be a virgin.

By the end of the first set both Angelique and Carla are down to underwear. Marty's pants and mine are against the wall along with our shirts, shoes and socks. I realize that the music is synced between the two rooms. "Can we hear what they are saying?"

"Members only."

The next track starts up and the bra, panties and our underpants hit the wall. Angelique steps over to a set of drawers, opens it up and gets out a condom. Clara is sitting on his lap and giving him a hand job. Angelique sucks a bit of the condom into her mouth and pushs her mouth onto my cock, neatly installing the condom. Clara did the same move the first time we had sex.

"Do you want to do me doggy? That way I can control the screen and zoom in on the sexy bits."

She turns around and I position myself behind her. I spend a few minutes rubbing her clit, till she starts to moan, then insert my cock. I look up just in time to see the screen switch to closeup view from the back of Carla slowly dropping down onto his naked cock. Carla looks directly at the camera smiles and winks at the camera.

"Ah, she heard the camera zooming in. Any time we hear that if we can we look at the camera and wink. It helps the on-line tips."

"On-line?"

"Yeah, members get a link that allows them to login and watch any open feed. They have the same software I have so they can zoom in if they want to get a closeup. I was the first to log into this feed so as long as I am connected, I have control. If I drop control it goes to the next person to have logged into the feed. We encourage members who are watching to tip generously."

Over the next half hour, I slowly rock back and forth, playing with Angeliques clit and watching Carla move through cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy and missionary. Marty comes twice. Carla once. Suddenly there is a 60 second timer in the corner of the screen counting down. "Hup, his time is up. You have about another 10 minutes, is there someone else you would like to watch?"

"No." I watch the timer drop to 0 and the screen reverts to looking like a wall.

"You haven't cum yet." Angelique pulls off me. "Let me see if I can fix that." She turns around, pulls off the condom, and starts giving me a bareback blow job, it only takes a minute before I cum. She swallows.

"I thought you weren't supposed to do that except with members."

"Yeah, but you have been nice and have talked to me civilly instead of calling me a dirty whore, so I gave you a temporary promotion to member. Don't worry, that one is on the house."

I get up and start to gather my clothes. Angelique gets up "You need to have a shower. You don't want to come home smelling like sex. Your wife will not appreciate it."

I put down my clothes and walk to the shower. Angelique asks "Do you want me to shower with you?"

"Sure"

Angelique soaps me all over and does a good scrubbing job. "You don't look happy. Did I not do something you wanted?"

"No, it's not you. I just got evidence today that my wife is cheating on me."

Angelique hugs me. "I am so sorry to hear that. Life can be terrible at times." She releases me "Look, I am on duty weekdays from 5 to 1AM and Saturdays from 7 to 3 AM. Come by again and ask for me, I will try to cheer you up."

We dry off, and I head home. By the time I get home it is 7PM, and Clara is not due off her shift at the 'hospital' till 2AM, she won't be home till 3AM.

I need to understand what is going on and why. I want to know why my marriage is now over.

I don't sleep; I cannot with everything running around in my mind. Just before 3 I hear the garage door open and then a minute later close.

Cala notices the light on in the living room and comes in to turn it off, then sees me. "What are you doing up at this hour?

"Waiting for you." She comes over and sits down beside me.

"What's wrong honey?"

"I saw you this evening, with Marty."

"Ah, I have worried since we got married that you might find out. Can I ask how?"

"I was heading home and thought I saw your car pull off at the club exit. It took me a while to get into a lane that would allow me to enter. Eventually found your car in the employee parking lot. Went in, talked to Angelique and she offered me a private show. There I found out we could watch you. Marty came in you twice, no condom." I paused for a bit, Carla was silent, she seemed to be able to sense I was not done. "Why? What happened to nursing?"

Carla sighed. "We met when I was in the nursing program. I had been working in the club for two years by the time we met. I just never figured out how to tell you. When I graduated, I quit at the club, and started doing the nursing practicums. That is where I learned just how poorly paid a nurse is. I could earn as much for a weekend at the club as I would make in a month as a nurse with five years' experience. That is about where pay for nursing tops out. Pay growth after five years is really slow."

Carla got up. "Would you like a drink? This may take a while."

"No thanks, I want to be sober for this."

Carla fixed herself a drink. "We couldn't live on what a nurse practicum earned so I went back to the club. They were really happy to have me back; a bunch of the members had petitioned to get me back. So, my rate went up. Then you proposed. I was so happy, but also conflicted, I still had not told you. Anyway, I took leave for the honeymoon, figuring I could tell you and move on. When we got back, I dropped the nursing practicum, and focused on the club. Nobody at the club knows I got married."

"Your pay deposit shows a medical company."

"My accountant and lawyer know the whole story. They had already set up a company to deal with tax issues. They just changed the name. You know we got a good deal on the mortgage? My company holds the mortgage."

Another surprise, I thought it was held by the bank. "Carla, I love you, I don't want to lose you, but I don't know how I can live with what you do. If we have kids, how likely would it be for them to be mine?" While waiting for her to get home, I knew that it would be divorce. With Carla here, I am trying to figure out how to make things work.

Carla sits beside me and takes my hand. "If that is your concern, I can make that work. When we decide to have kids, I will take leave until I am pregnant. I want my children to be yours as well. I don't want to lose you either, but we cannot live on your income, not even with adding in the nursing pay."

"Isn't what you do illegal?"

"Now that is an interesting story. In the 1940's there was a rewrite of the prostitution law. A clause was added that exempted private membership clubs with an annual membership fee of $1,000 or more. So, since we charge enough for annual membership, it is legal. Other places get raided, but we don't because there is an exemption for us. The owner of the club at that time was a state senator. He put the clause into the law."

"So, the club was a perk for legislators, and they made it legal?"

"Yup. That is why we are located here, convenient to the capitol. Less than a 10-minute drive. Legislators get a special deal, they still pay the $1,000 membership dues, but they get a $1,000 credit to use with the girls. About a third of them are members. It may also be related to the fact that we have fewer sex scandals than most states. You don't have to screw your interns when you can get it here safely. There is even a private entrance around the side where a limo can pull in and let the passengers out in private."

"Let's go to bed. I was going to ask for a divorce, but with you here I realize just how much I love you. I don't see how, but I want us to work."

"If you can get off work a bit early, I would like to introduce you to everyone at the club. I have been keeping our marriage from them as well."

"I don't know if I am there yet. Maybe next week."

"I could book off tomorrow."

"No, you are right, we cannot live on my income."

A week passes so fast when you have so much on your mind. Carla has always been a sex demon. She amps up a bit, while I am trying to figure out what to do. Finally, I take an early afternoon, I tell my boss it is a medical appointment.

As per Carla's instructions I text her from the parking lot and wait for her to respond. When I get to the guy who takes the cover charge, Carla is waiting for me. "No cover charge tonight."

Carla takes my hand and takes me to meet her boss. I had envisioned a muscular biker type. She was the bartender from the night I came in unannounced. "I remember you, you sat in the back and then did a session with Angelique."

"Yes, it was a bit of a surprise for me to discover what Carla, or Angel did for a living."

"Not as much as us finding out today that Angel is married, and has been for a year and a half. What would you like for a drink?"

Carla speaks up "He'll have a coke. I want him sober for tonight."

"Yeah, I wondered last week when you said no bookings for tonight."

"I am going to take him out back and introduce him to the girls. Any of the husbands or boyfriends in tonight?"

"Sindie's boyfriend is by the door to the dressing room. I expect Furie's husband to arrive about 8, he is here most evenings."

Carla leads me back to the dressing room. By the door she stops and introduces me to a tall thin black guy. "Carter, I would like you to meet my husband, Chuck."

Carter stands up and "Glad to meet you Chuck, I had no idea Angel was married."

"Yeah, she has kept a lot of secrets. How are you handling what Sindie does here?"

"She told me at the end of our first date. It took a bit to wrap my head around it, but I figured if I wanted to date her, I would have to get used to it. Mind you she is not like Angel; members only book about a quarter of her private sessions. I thought at one point I would like to book a session with Angel, but soon discovered that I always get bumped by members."

Carla takes me into the dressing room. Access is granted based on a palm print scanner. I recognize Angelique, Sindie and Avalanche from my first visit to the club. The others are all new to me. Carla asks them all to gather around, just as the stripper from the previous set comes through the curtain. I hear the announcer call a 15-minute break.

"You all heard earlier that I am married. Well, this is Chuck, my husband." She then goes through and introduces me to each of the girls. Fury is the one who just got off the stage, she gives me a naked hug. Suddenly Angelique remembers me. "Oh my God, I gave you a session last week, and you said you just discovered your wife was cheating. You wanted to watch Angel."

"I had not told him what I did for a living. He discovered it last week. It was a shock to him."

"Yes, I didn't know until you gave me the menu, what was actually going on. It was a bit of a shock. I am not totally over it yet."

"I am so sorry, I didn't realize."

"That's OK, you couldn't have known."

"I meant it though when I said you could come by any time and ask for me. I'll even comp your fees."

Carla laughs. "You can visit any of the girls here any time you want, though I don't expect them to comp your fees."

"OK Chuck, go out and sit with Carter. The rest of us have to work. When I am finished my set I will collect you and we can have some private time."

When I get out, I see another guy sitting with Carter. He introduces me "Chuck, this is Henry, he is Furie's husband. Chuck is Angel's husband."

I shake his hand

"I didn't know Angel was married."

"I didn't know what she was actually doing for her work. I thought she was a nurse."

"Ooh that must have hurt."

"I'm still not over it."

"You can get used to it. When Fury told me what she did, I dropped her. I really couldn't see myself with someone who had sex for a living. After a couple of months and dating a couple of other girls, I realized that Fury was really the one I wanted to be with. Six months later we were married."

The announcer announced a duo, Sindy and Rockette. I sat down next to Henry. Angelique came by and asked if any of us wanted a drink. Then off to cover her area as a waitress. The duo completed a really hot set, then announced they were available for a threesome in the VIP rooms. When they came past us to work the room, Sindie stopped to kiss Carter. "It is going to be a good night to night. Marty has booked me for an hour."

"Great news, have fun."

Angel did her set next. Then she came out and sat with me. "So, how are you doing?"

"Well, Henry and Carter have given me a different perspective."

"So, are we good? Or getting there?"

"Let's say getting there."

"OK." We sat and watched several sets. "Are you comfortable enough for me to announce to the members that I am now married?"

Henry leaned over "When Fury announced she was married; they increased her rates by $50 an hour. Members will pay more to fuck a married woman."

I am a mechanic. $50 per hour is more than I make. "What is involved in making an announcement?"

"We go into a VIP room. I post that I will be making an announcement at a particular time. The at that time we do an introduction, tell them about you and that's it. If you are up to it, you also make a statement, though it is not necessary. Unless you are up to a hundred or more members watching you have sex with me."

"I am definitely NOT up to having people watch me having sex with you."

"OK, that's fine, Carter did it, but Henry did not. It is totally optional and up to you."

We watched Fury do her set, then "I need to head backstage, I am up for another set."

I watched as Carla headed back to change. After a couple of minutes Fury came bouncing out, sat in Henry's lap kissed him, then got up to work the room. A guy at a table down bought a VIP room session.

Henry commented "Oh, that is Charlie. He tips well, but loves anal. Fury is not that fond of anal. At least he is not a member, so he has to wear a condom. She says that makes it a bit easier for her."

Angel comes out and does her set. There were about ten big tips. A lot of guys willing to pay to see her spread her pussy. More money than I make in a day.

When Carla returns, I tell her "OK, lets make the announcement to the members." She takes my hand and we go back to a VIP room. She sets it up, and we do a dark run through. I make a couple of suggestions, and we try it again. Then she logs into the system, and posts that there will be an announcement at midnight. I look at my watch. It is 11:50PM. We sit on the couch, and hold hands. She assures me it will be alright. Then midnight.

Carla and I stand up. She tells the system to record and post. She does her speech; I do mine and she ends the session. Next, she pulls up a member's chatroom. We watch the comments coming in. Then the next shock to my life. A member comment "Holly crap, he works for me. I have already fucked his wife."

Carla wraps her arms around me. "I had not anticipated that."

I sigh. "Looks like I need to find a new job."

Next day I show up for work ready to resign. But the receptionist spots me on the way in and tells me to head to Mr. Sorenson's office. He is the owner of the dealership I work for. I may as well get this over with.

His assistant puts me in a meeting room. He enters the room. "Chuck, saw your announcement last night." He holds out his hand for a handshake. I shake his hand. "I want to give you a different job. More pay. I need a club members liaison. Those guys buy a lot of cars. You are now a recognized face, and a bunch of the members will be interested in dealing with you. I will have Jimmy give you some basic sales training, but most of the technical side of the sales will be handled by one of the other salesmen. How does that sound?"

"Um, I don't know, I came in prepared to resign."

"Please, don't do that. You can make a lot more money in sales. I would also like to do a TV commercial with you as the spokesman. The way you handled your speech last night convinces me that you will be good at it."

"OK, I have to talk to my wife about it. How much more money?"

"Your base will be twice what you are making now, plus a commission on sales. Go home and talk to Carla. When you get back, we will have an office set up for you. Oh, and change into something a bit more office style."