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Wifey fucked by bully bouncer for VIP access
Anybody who was anybody would be in one of the hottest clubs in town. At least, that was what I was told.
My eighteen-year-old daughter, Millie, practically took my arm off to get me to go with her to Club Fifty-Five.
Full disclosure. I guess I was what they called a ‘young mummy’. At thirty-six years of age, people said I passed for Millie’s older sister rather than her mother. Guess I should be flattered.
I left high school when I found out I was pregnant with Millie. Yes, it was terrifying at first, but my boyfriend-turned-husband, Martin, stood by me. We had Millie and then my son, who was far too obsessed with his Xbox.
We’d been waiting for almost half an hour now, and I swore I was going to catch my death in the short black dress I had on. It was way too revealing, but Millie insisted — she didn’t want me looking out of place when we got into the club. I’d never done the clubbing thing in my prime and I was glad that I didn’t stick out like a sore thumb. I guess my husband would not be too happy with my outfit, but he was at work and I assumed he would rather one of us kept an eye on Millie.
