Brian Jackson stood glistening in the doorway of the bedroom he shared with his wife, framed by the light of the bathroom in his dark grey boxer briefs. He was toweling his chest with one last swirl before spreading it out to hang dry. Brian was maybe a couple of inches shy of 6 feet tall, with a realistic but fit body. He didn't have rippling biceps or six pack abs but he was healthy, strong, and fairly lean, with a nice butt and only minimally hairy arms and legs, with a little happy trail leading from his belly button into the waistband of his boxers. The form fitting underwear showed the outline of his cock: it was a tad below average in length and girth, and he knew how to use it....when he actually did use it.

At 34, Brian was a typical young urban professional. His closet held a nice range of work suits, polo's and sportswear for the gym. He was a sharp dresser and never let more than a five o'clock shadow mar his cheeks. He had baby blue eyes and nearly black hair that he kept short in the summer.

Despite his wife, Madison’s dissatisfaction with how much he was working with this partnership track on top of his normal work and barely seeing her, he was reminded once again how beautiful she was, and how much he loved her as he saw her on the bed.

"Morning, babe..." Brian said as he glanced over at the bed as he stepped up to his dresser to pull out socks and a white t-shirt.

He reached over to stroke her cheek with the back of his hand. "How was uh..." he coughed, then continued "How was last night's shift?”. Brian didn't try to hide the fact that he wanted her to quit the "adult industry."

He had actually met Madison while visiting a club: he had been there for the bachelor party of his best friend, Mason, and he had seemed uncomfortable to be there...until she started dancing for him. Within a few days, they had their first date which ended up with Madison blowing him in his car in the carpark of the cafe. They had started dating soon after and became so enamoured by each other. So much that they also married, getting hitched randomly and quickly on a trip to Vegas.

There were some things that weren't perfect. Brain had started working a whole lot more the past few months, tiring himself out a lot which meant he hasn't been spending a lot of quality time with his wife. Brian often mentioned that he would prefer if Madison did something else, that they wouldn't need the money when he made partner, and had made her promise to quit when that happened.

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It was the scent of Brian's cologne that woke her up. The familiar mixture of cypress and leather that triggers feelings of warmth, happiness, and security in her whenever it passes through her nostrils. It's the scent of the first gift she bought him for his birthday the very months they were dating. It was also the cologne that he wore when they made love that night and she realized then that she did, in fact, love him.

Her hand went to his and she closed her eyes and smiled at his touch on her cheek. That touch was a small thing, but it meant so much to her. Working at the club meant she'd get home at around three in the morning and he'd already be asleep. And because he's been pushing hard for the senior position, he was also dead tired when he came home. She'd slip into bed and be the little spoon for him, pushing her body back against his. Without fail, his arm would unconsciously curl around her waist and he'd pull her close.

She removed Brian's hand from her cheek and kissed his palm before nuzzling it with her nose. "Mmmn, it was work." she mumbled sleepily before taking his thumb into her mouth and giving it a gentle suck. She opened an eye and spied Brian's cock, half-erect, pressing against his boxer-briefs. She smiled and a arm out to him, pressing her palm against the bulge and feeling it instantly harden beneath her touch. "C'mere" she mumbled around his thumb, giving it a quick suck before letting it go. "You've gotta be all nervous about today's meeting. Let me help you with that."

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I think it would be quite fun to pair a stripper with a guy that she would rock his world. They could get together and marry quickly. He’s a businessman but isn’t super rich or successful but decently off… so she keeps her job stripping.

He doesn’t know exactly what happens behind the closed doors and curtains, what she exactly does for private dances.

There would be plenty of cheating both in and out of the club.

So some characters that come to mind for this story

Husband Husbands friends Husbands coworkers Husbands boss (maybe this could be a kinda gold digger situation with this) Neighbour Bosses son(s) Strip Club manager Perhaps somehow who blackmails her who has evidence of cheating, maybe her husband hired a PI Husbands brother

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This can go a lot of different ways but theme wise very much into a cheating theme.

Would love to hear more character ideas too. I’m thinking there would be a bunch of males that our main gal will work her way through and fuck with.

Preference is to use discord and/or google docs. Could maybe use Reddit.

Can play either role in regards to the males or female.

Feel free to look at other ideas in my post history