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A Lap Dance with Tessa (Part 1)

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As I walked from the car park to Tessa's lap dance club, the way she'd told me to dress had me feel totally exposed... After another week of abstinence, my hardening cock was straining against the skintight fabric of the nearly transparent trousers. And the jacket was too short to conceal my growing arousal. I could feel the fabric rub over it as I walked, making my condition all the more precarious.

The sign at the door said TCTC. I buzzed my way inside and was welcomed by Tina at the reception desk. She said:

"Hi Philip, good to see you! Tessa will be cumming in a minute! I'll run you through the rules of the club while you wait for her... Please sit down here! "

I sat down on a couch in front of her transparent glass desk, which was raised up on a platform. This offered me an unobstructed view onto her crossed legs. I couldn't help but stare at her gorgeously pedicured naked feet, clad inside revealing stiletto sandals that matched the red of her toenails. Her matching skimpy red minidress did nothing to hide her luscious thighs and legs. I caught myself desperately hoping she'd uncross her legs and expose her barely hidden delights. She asked me:

"To start with, Philip, do you know what TCTC stands for?"

I replied:

"Thought the T's might stand for Tessa .... Or maybe..."

She asked:

"Or maybe what, Philip?"

I stammered:

"T-Tease maybe?"

She replied:

"Almost there, Philip! TCTC stands for Tessa's Commando Tease Club! So our Number One Rule is Go Commando!"

She licked her lips as she looked at my crotch and continued:

"Which you so obviously are, Philip! The way your boner is showing through your nearly transparent trousers makes you fully compliant with our dress code at first glance! But I should mention this rule applies to our staff as well..."

She slowly uncrossed her legs, flashing her naked pussy at me as if to illustrate her point. My cock throbbed wildly as she did that, and I felt more precum leaking into the thin fabric of my tight trousers. She started fingering herself as she watched my desperate condition. I felt the urge to rub my desperately erect boner as she played with her pussy. But she said:

"Rule Number Two: no unsolicited touching of any kind. That includes self-touching, Philip!"

I immediately moved my hand away as she continued:

"But that rule only applies to our customers. Our staff are free to touch as much as they want!"

She extended her right leg, resting her sexy sandal right upon my throbbing boner. She gave it a few rubs that nearly sent me past the edge, and then just as quickly removed it. She continued:

"Rule Number Three: male genitals must remain covered at all times, and

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