A small remote on the coffee table in front of the sofa suddenly caught Terrence's eye.He pondered the idea of playing sultry music to complement the woman who was lying lewdly beneath him. A few clicks and the entire penthouse was filled with the soothing sounds of jazz. The woman was beaming from ear to ear as she rose to devise a plan to provide entertainment for Terrence.

Terrence was taken aback and simply followed her gaze as she walked coquettishly towards the metal pole in the middle of the room.

In time with the jazz music, she began swaying her hips as she clung to the metal pole. Her...