I slid down until I settled on my back. I rolled over and came up dancing. I swayed to the music as the song came to an end. I blew kisses to the boys as I sauntered toward the end, naked and wet. Carter was at the stairs.
The song died down.
"Give it up for the sexiest teacher, Ms. July!" the DJ shouted as Carter pulled me to him.
"Time for my lap dance," he said.
"Oh, yes," I moaned as the DJ announced, "Give it up for Jenny."
A slut in a tight-fitting, blue dress stepped on stage. She blew a kiss. I heard a rumor she cheated on her boyfriend. She was definitely a slut, but that wasn't my concern. I had a lap dance to give to the most handsome student at my college. He made me wet whenever I saw him, often with his two girlfriends on his arms.
He sank into a chair along the wall wh
