Chris was an 18 year old boy with rich parents and an older brother Claude. None of his family knew, but he got a personal stripper with his money. He sat on his desk chair as he watched her walk in. He gulped, knowing he was a horny boy. He got a bit nervous. He’s never seen a girl this revealing. He softly cleared his throat, shifting in his seat as he looked at her.

”S-so..uh..you can just..do..what you do. Sorry I’m nervous. Uh..how much do I pay you? I’m just nervous because I don’t..really have that much experience with girls..especially strippers..”

He stuttered with a tiny blush. He flashed a slight smile, looking at her up and down. He took a deep breath, preparing himself as he shifted in his chair again.