Ashley’s P.O.V.

I have to admit. I’m kind of nervous.

I mean, usually I am very open sexually and don’t mind exposing myself. But this was Spencer’s 18^th birthday and it needed to be perfect. Did she like it? Or did she think that I was a slut? By the look on her face, I couldn’t really tell. She was either thinking wow, Ashley is so hot or is my girlfriend seriously being a whore right now.

Finally, a different expression crossed her face. A smile. She walked up to the booth, and sat down, waiting for what was next. I motioned over to the DJ to play the song I picked out, Rock Yo Hips. I knew it was one of Spencer’s favorites.

Once the music started to play, I got right to pole-dancing. Twirling around the pole, moving up and down it, even hanging upside down from it. I never broke the intense eye contact Spencer and I had. I could see her eyes getting darker with lust by the second. Once the song ended, the DJ put the other song I requested on. I stepped off the platform with my ass facing Spencer, and started to grind into her lap. Almost immediately, her hands pulled me closer into her, and her hips bucked, trying to get more contact. I then turned to her, and grinded my center into her lap. Our eye contact was so intense. Spencer looked like she wanted to take me right there.

Oh, just wait until later. We will be up all night long.

The song ended and the crowd erupted in applause. I still didn’t move off Spencer’s lap. After my little lap dance, she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into a fierce kiss…with everyone watching. Everyone cheered louder, and some guys tried to push to the front, to get a better view. Once we broke away from the kiss, she smiled.

“Your amazing Ashley.” She said softly so only I could hear. “Best birthday ever.”

“Well, I’m glad you liked it. Cause you’re the best girlfriend ever.” I got off her lap and walked hand and hand with her into the crowd. Everyone was patting me on the back, saying I had a future career at an exotic nightclub. Psh, yeah right. I’m hotter than all of those girls. Once the crowd died down and moved back to the dance floor, I decided I needed to get my stripper outfit off. Now.