Jamaican Beauties Jaunt Ch. 11

The first thing Denise noticed was that the upstairs lounge was quieter and instead of stages, it had three slightly raised platforms, each centered along one of three walls and a large bar that covered half of the fourth wall, at the back of the room. There were solid looking tables and comfortable looking chairs scattered throughout the club, but primarily near the raised platforms. The furniture, carpets, and lighting appeared to be much nicer than the ones they sat in downstairs, and the music, while similar that played downstairs, seemed to be quieter.

Annika led them to a table on the back wall near the bar. "That's better," Annika announced as she sat down, "Now we can talk."

"Alright, will you tell me why father likes this club," Denise demanded.

"Actually, I said your father has an interest in this club."

"Yes, I know. You told me it was one of his favorite clubs," Denise retorted.

"Not that kind of interest," Annika grinned, "He has a financial interest in the club. He is the majority owner."

"Father owns a strip club?"

"You're just starting to figure this out?" Annika asked with evident sarcasm.

Denise nodded.

"Sorry, for the joke and I should clarify my statement. Your father owns an interest in the entire club, but this room, the V.I.P. room, is his favorite nightclub. Unfortunately, it's slow tonight so there won't be much action. On the positive side, we'll be able to talk and our drinks are covered."

"I'm still confused," Denise acknowledged.

"As we talk more this weekend I'm sure you'll have a better understanding."

Annika sipped and enjoyed her wine before she finally announced, "I want you to know that I'm very proud about how open you've been lately. How you accepted and enjoyed your massage with Jacob. How you dressed for lunch with your father and willingly showed him the pictures from your challenges. How you willingly let me photograph you as you walked out of the water naked. How you were willing to get naked on the catamaran and talked about how much you enjoyed swimming naked in the cove. You've certainly come a long way from that shy girl that asshole from Belgium mistreated and dumped."

Annika raised her glass, Denise did the same, they clinked the glasses, and Annika toasted, "To better trips and men."

"Good riddance to assholes," Denise added before her eyes opened wide and she blurted out, "I have a couple of questions I've wanted to ask you."

"Okay, what exactly would you like to know?" Annika asked her daughter.

"I want to know more about you and father having sex with other people," Denise almost snarled.

"Ask me your question and I will try my best to give you a complete and honest answer."

"To start with, you've told me that you have never cheated. Yet, as I witnessed, Jacob regularly masturbates you to climax. That seems, at least to me, to be a conflict."

"First, I was remiss at Jacob's and later at the Frigate. I should have given you some history. To start with, neither your father nor I were virgins when we got married."

Denise giggled, "I assumed that, given your story about your first meeting!"

"Okay, he wasn't a virgin when we met, and while I was a virgin until that evening, I had lots of other sexual experiences."

"Wait," Denise interrupted, "You were a virgin when you met father?"

Annika nodded.

"But, at the Frigate you said... let me remember. Oh yes! I'm paraphrasing, but I believe you told me that when you first met father, you took every inch of his erection into your mouth until the head of his dick touched the back of your throat. Then you said you sucked him until he gushed so much of his sperm into your mouth that, for one of the few times in your adult life, you were unable to swallow all of it. Oh, and you said you turned around and kneeled in a chair so father could take you from behind. Those don't sound like the experiences and actions of a virgin."

"Denise, think! Didn't I always tell you girls that oral sex was a very good way to keep your boyfriend and your virginity?"

Denise frowned, nodded her head, and whispered, "Yes mother."

"Now you know that I practiced what I preached. I was very good at giving oral sex. That's how I dated so many boys and yet kept my virginity. When your father took me as I knelt in the chair, he felt my virginity. He paused and asked if he should continue. I pushed back forcing his shaft deeper into me and I bled."

"Sorry mother, I didn't think before I spoke."

Annika grinned and continued, "Anyway, back to my history lesson. Although your father and I were aware that we'd each had sexual relationships with other people before we met, we agreed not to discuss our specific sexual experiences. I understood that he was quite experienced and, as I just told, he knew that while I was experienced in fellatio, I was still a virgin. In addition, we talked about our desires and we came to our current arrangement."

Denise wondered aloud, "What kind of agreement?"

"It's a little complex, but in simple terms, we allow one another, with the other's knowledge and consent, to occasionally engage in sex with others. Under that agreement, your father and I have both had other sex partners since we've been married. However, we have never, "cheated" on one another. By that I mean we were always specifically aware of and approved of one another's sexual liaisons."

"Mother, I'm not sure I'm ready to hear all about this," Denise complained.

"Okay, let's focus on your specific example. Your father is aware and approves of me having Jacob masturbate me to an orgasm at the end of my massages. Just as I know and approve of Marie masturbating or performing fellatio on him at the end of his massages. It is something we both enjoy at the end of such a sensual experience. While that is not sexual intercourse as normally defined, it is an example of how we have agreed to permit one another some sexual freedom while maintaining our marital vows, respect, and love for one another."

Denise, clearly confused, rambled, "I'm not sure why I'm so curious. I think I'm okay with and have accepted the fact and I think I understand why, at least in a general way. Will has explained swapping to me and I think I agree with his general philosophy, that it's your decision, your life. It is not and should not be my concern or worry. With that out of the way, what I really want to know is, exactly how does your "agreement" work? How do father and you handle your extramarital sexual encounters? Do you get permission first or do you tell each other about it afterwards?"

After giving considerable thought to her response, Annika answered, "You're father established the rules when he introduced me to the lifestyle. Most of the time we are together when we have extramarital sexual encounters, as you put it. Often it's with another person, sometimes with another couple, and occasionally with a group, but we ALWAYS use protection. Not just to prevent unwanted pregnancies but also to protect us from sexually transmitted diseases."

Annika let the last statement hang in the air and sipped her wine before she continued, "In some rare cases, your father will see I'm interested in having a sexual encounter with another person and he will give me permission to have the encounter. He occasionally arranges a liaison for me. I do the same for him. We have occasionally given one another permission to engage in repeated sexual encounters with specific individuals within specific conditions. In all of those cases, we have established, agreed to, limits, and we always abide by those limits. Does that cover everything you want to know?"

"So this is all thought out and you and father have discussed, negotiated, established, and agreed to specific conditions and boundaries?"

"Sometimes Denise, you sound just like your father, the barrister," Annika teased, before answering, "In answer to your question, yes! With regard to sexual activities with others, your father insisted and I have agreed to specific conditions and boundaries."

"I can't believe I'm asking my mother this, but if you have sex without father present, do you tell him about it afterwards?"

Annika again carefully considered her answer before replying, "Again, your father established the rule and I agreed to it. In those cases where we were not both involved, we do not discuss the details unless specifically asked to do so. As your father says, it's a lot like masturbation, you're pretty sure your partner does it, but you never ask them to talk about it and you certainly don't want them telling you about it."

"Wow, you two have really thought this through."

"Now Denise, I want you to understand, sex with others is the exception, not the norm. We prefer to have sex with each other. However, as you know, I like to have fun, and as you probably do not want to accept, your father can be insatiable. We decided early in our relationship that it made sense for us to add a little variety. Other than our limited and specific exceptions, it is rare that we have... What did you call it? Oh yes, extramarital sexual encounters."

Obviously concerned and confused, Denise noted, "You always manage to shock me. In the past, you've told me you and father have sex all the time and now you're telling me you and father each have sex with other partners. In fact, you are both aware of and agree to those extra marital relationships. I'm sorry I brought it up. I don't think I want to discuss this for now. I'm going to need time to get over my shock, before I'll be ready to talk about this and further."

Annika interjected, "Please feel free to tell Will everything. I'd be interested in hearing what he thinks and what he says to you."

It took Denise a moment to respond, "Okay, I'll keep that in mind. Although, I think I'll have a lot more questions once I comprehend what you've just told me. I'm sure I will after I chat with Will," Denise concluded, laughing at her last comment.

They finished their wines in silence as they each thought about the change in their relationship that just occurred, or at least in Denise's perspective on her parents' sexual activities.

Denise concluded that the information her mother shared was too much for her to handle. Her parents were far too open about their sex lives. Her mother was far too willing to share everything with her daughter, and now she was asking Denise to share her conversations with Will in return. Being open, honest, and uninhibited was becoming more difficult than she ever imagined it would be.

That last thought caused Denise to recall her New Years' resolution: to be uninhibited, to be more of an exhibitionist than her mother, to abandon all of her inhibitions. She remembered that it was what she wanted, it was what she'd committed to, it was her goal. She would achieve her goal. She would do whatever she had to do!

*****

Risqué Dancers

After quietly enjoying her wine for several minutes to give Denise the opportunity to absorb all that she just learned, Annika pointed out a new dancer on the main stage. She was a tall thin, dark-skinned, Jamaican, with long, muscular legs, wide hips, thin waist, flat stomach with a small "outie" navel, and firm, pert breasts with small black areolae, and tall, erect nipples. She had a pleasant face, with a full nose, and large lipstick covered lips. She had closely cropped curly black hair. Her only clothing was a white garter around her right thigh and white, three-inch platform sandals with elastic straps over her toes.

Denise looked up and watched the girl, who having finished dancing was walking through the audience collecting the proffered tips. Denise turned to her mother and commented, "She's beautiful. She looks so blissful and happy, even though she's naked and men and women are fondling her. I wonder how it feels to be uninhibited enough to dance naked on a stage in front of a bunch of strangers?"

"Let's find out," Annika announced and laughing at Denise's shocked expression, noted, "I think your father was remise in your etiquette lessons."

Denise, not understanding her meaning, stared at her mother.

"He neglected to teach you proper etiquette and behavior as a patron in a strip club," Annika explained as she laughed at Denise's confusion.

Denise caught herself and asked, "Okay, as a strip club patron, what should I be doing?"

Annika handed Denise two U.S. twenty dollar bills and told her, "Fold them lengthwise and just as the next song ends, wave them so the girl dancing on the stage can see."

Denise watched as the girl danced to a samba, noting that she was quite good. When the song ended, Denise did as directed. As the young dancer started towards them, Annika explained to Denise, "This is another chance for you to prove you are uninhibited. When she gets here, spread your legs apart so the young girl can stand in front of you. As you hand her the tip you may fondle her tits if you'd like. You can also touch and, if the dancer doesn't object, play with her pussy. Customers in this club, I should say this V.I.P. lounge, are permitted to fondle the dancers."

The young girl arrived and Denise, without thought, spread her knees as she looked to where she wanted the dancer the stand. Smiling and nodding, the all but naked dancer stepped between Denise's thighs. Denise placed the bills on her lap and reached up with her left hand and forward with her right so she could massage the young girl's firm, sweaty breasts and simultaneously massage her slick labia.

Annika smiled at the young dancer, leaned over, and in a stage whisper, told her as she took the bills from Denise's lap and slid it behind the garter on the girl's upper thigh, "Please take the twenties, they're yours with our appreciation. And if you'll come back after your set, we'd be happy to show you even more appreciation if you would be willing to talk with us, do a couple of table dances, and perhaps give this young lady a lap dance or two.

*****

A half hour later the beautiful dancer returned and asked, "Do you still want a table dance? They are forty U.S. dollars for two songs."

Annika turned to Denise, "Would you like to talk with this beautiful dancer and find out why she looks so blissful and happy as she's dancing naked on stage and while she's being fondled by the customers?"

Denise's curiosity took control, "Yes please!"

Annika turned to the young dancer, "Would you be kind enough to get the waitress' attention and join us for a couple of drinks?"

The young girl smiled broadly, waved a waitress over, and sat in the empty seat to which Annika had pointed.

The waitress arrived quickly. Annika handed her a credit card as she explained, "We'd like to talk with this young lady and have her dance for us later. Please, bring us a round of white wine and put her drink on my credit card."

Frowning, the waitress explained, "Dancers drink Champagne."

"Yes, I'm aware of the house rules. Please ask the bartender to check with the manager. I'm sure everything will be fine," Annika told the waitress with a smile on her lips and authority in her voice.

Annika turned to the dancer and asked her, "It's Jasmine, right?"

The young girl looked worried and confused as she nodded.

Annika continued, "I'm Annika Johnson, do you remember me?"

Jasmine studied Annika's face for a second before she again nodded.

Denise, confusion evident in her expression, turned her mother for an explanation.

Annika gave Denise a reassuring smile before she turned her attention back to Jasmine and explained, "Relax, I'm not here for work. I'm here with my daughter. She would like to talk to you about what it's like to dance here and perhaps to play a little. Would that be alright with you?"

Jasmine looked concerned and tried to explain, "Mi should do table and lap dances."

Annika patted Jasmine's lower thigh and calmly told her, "I'm sure Tony will understand and approve. So, if you're willing to stay and talk with us, I will make it worth your time."

The young dancer frowned as she weighed her options and finally smiled, apparently happy with her decision, as she exclaimed, "Yes ma'am. Eff a'right wid bossy, mi talk and dance wid Miss Annika and 'im daughter."

The waitress arrived with three full glasses of Pinot Grigio and after sitting them on the table, she handed Annika her credit card and announced, "Your card will not be necessary. ALL drinks at this table are compliments of the manager."

Annika looked up at the waitress, gave her a quick smile, and asked, "And Jasmine's and your commissions?"

"We will be fully compensated," the waitress answered with a reassuring smile. Then, looking toward Jasmine, she added, "Manager said Jasmine fulfilled her contract requirements for shift. She does not have to do second circuit."

Annika, in a conspiratorial stage whisper, informed the two ladies, "I will be back in a couple of weeks. If you haven't received your compensations, I will personally make it right."

"T'anks Miss Annika," Jasmine exclaimed first, followed by the waitress as she bowed and retreated.

Annika looked to Jasmine and wondered aloud, "How is it that the manager is willing to let you out of doing your second circuit? Won't that affect your tips tonight?"

Jasmine smiled, waved her hand to dismiss Annika's concerns, and explained, "A slow night. Four dancers, ongle one on circuit, ongle the main stage. No tippars tenight. Mi better here than stage."

"Good! Now, as you already know, my name is Annika. This young lady is Denise, my daughter."

Everyone nodded and smiled and Denise reached out her hand to shake Jasmine's, who quickly reciprocated.

Annika continued, "Denise thought you looked beautiful when you're dancing on stage and she wondered how you could be so blissful and happy while you're dancing naked and being touched."

Jasmine turned to Denise, gave her a broad grin, and answered, "A sinting Miss Annika taught me—"

Denise interrupted, "Do, mi duh nuh undastan, yuh chat too fass. Cyan yuh speak in English?"

Jasmine smiled and apologized, "I'm sorry, mi t'ink you speak patweh. Mi use proper English. Many dancers speak only patois and I do not use English much."

Denise nodded and added, "I'm sorry. I understand a little patois, but I don't use it much and it takes time to translate some of it."

Jasmine nodded and restarted her explanation, "I use something Miss Annika explained when I started work here. When I work, I stay aware what's going on. I stay away danger. I always know where nearest bouncer."

Jasmine looked to be sure Denise understood before continuing, "When on stage, eff I wear dress, bikini, or no t'ing, mi in control, mi in charge. Mi pick oofa dance and how mi dance for 'im. Mi choose how far t'ings go wid customer."

Denise translated, "When you are on stage, whether you're in a dress, bikini, or naked, you're the one in control, the one in charge. You pick whom you will dance for and how you will dance for them. You choose how far things will go between you and the customer?"

Jasmine smiled and nodded her agreement with Denise's translation.

Denise laughed as she tilted her head toward Annika and explained to Jasmine, "My mother has given me the same speech—many times."

Annika frowned before telling Denise, "It's a very important lesson. If you pay attention to your surroundings and your feelings, you will find that you will be in charge of most situations. You will be the one that decides what you're going to do. And, you will find that because you are doing what you want to do, you will enjoy most everything you do."

Denise turned back to Jasmine and asked, "I'd like to know how you convince yourself to dance naked in front of so many people?"