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He watched her slowly open her robe. Then, as if she was a snake shedding its skin, he watched her wiggle her shapely self out of her robe. As if her falling bathrobe was a drumroll, he watched her robe slowly fall from her shoulders to her feet. Within a matter of seconds that seemed like tortuous minutes, she was naked. Naked, naked, naked, Tiffany was naked.
He couldn't believe Tiffany was naked and this time he wasn't dreaming. This time she was standing there naked for real. What a body. Such an incredible body. No wonder why she worked as a stripper. As did many of her customers have, he'd pay big bucks to watch her strip. He could only imagine the tips she must have made while having sex with a select few men in the VIP room. It was then that if he couldn't have her as his wife, then he wanted to have sex with her by swapping Linda for one night to Bill for one night with Tiffany.
To be continued...
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