037: Unpredictable

Dexter

As I leave Red’s apartment and get in my car, I ask myself what the fuck I’m doing.

When I woke up earlier today, I told myself that I would try to put her behind me, but that’s only because of the dream I had of her.

In my dream, I was in the strip chub and she was dancing for me. Goddess, she looked so fucking sexy in a black babydoll. Her eyes were lined with black and popped out of her face. I wanted her so badly but I couldn’t touch her. I felt myself getting harder and harder, and when I looked down, my cock was pointing at the fucking ceiling and I was completely naked.

My hands were bound to the chair I was seated on, and all the while, she twirled around and around the pole, still dressed.

“Having fun?” she asked in a seductive voice.

I couldn’t speak. I wasn’t even sure if I had a tongue in my mouth.

Then, slowly, she began stripping. She took off her babydoll and was left in a thong that was a sharp contrast against her creamy skin. I wanted to take that thong