Desmond couldn't ignore the twitch he felt in his jeans as the woman gently lowered herself down on the stage floor grinding her curvaceous body to the sensual beat. It didn't help when she started removing her bra, exposing her full breasts.
"Yasss Bitch!" A caramel brown-skinned woman with short blonde hair yelled breaking him from the trance he was in. "Work that shit, baby." She threw a bunch of bills in the air making it rain on Desmond's eye candy.
The naked dancer crawled closer to the blonde, giving him the chance to check out the situation.
The blonde was dressed in a blouse and pencil skirt like she'd just come from work at a corporate job. A few well-dressed men were standing around her. She danced to the music as the dancer leaned over and planted a kiss on the woman's cheek.
The dancer then laid flat on her back on the stage and opened her legs spread eagle for the blonde to toss more dollars on her before quickly closing her legs and clapping her glittery heels together.
Desmond couldn't deny, he enjoyed the interaction between the two women.
Turning over on her hands and knees to let the money fall off her body, the dancer crawled back to the middle of the stage, again locking eyes with Desmond, singing the song.
'I know that you want me I can see it in your eyes. You might as well be honest 'cause the body never lies.'
If only the stage was his bedroom and this show she was giving was for his eyes only.
But it wasn't.
He was in this crowded strip club and she was naked for everyone to see and enjoy. Her beautiful body with her succulent brown skin, juicy round ass, and perky breasts jiggled as she moved on the floor and the pole.
Desmond needed to know more about her. He slightly tipped his head at her and laid another hundred on the stage before backing away.
She'll be mine soon enough, He decided.
'Baby, it's yours, all yours. If you want it tonight.' Jaden danced as she fantasized about what it would be like to have this man in her bed.
This was a first for her since she'd never had any desire to know any of the men she encountered in the club. She never wanted anyone to know who she was either.
"That was the beautiful Miss Honey ladies and gentlemen!" the DJ called out as the song came to a close.
Unexpected embarrassment kicked in, as she realized she was in the middle of the club having lustful thoughts about a random patron. She hastily slid across the stage floor wrangling her money into a pile. Finally, she walked over to where the man had left another bill before he walked away. Looking closer she realized he had given her two hundred dollars in total for the stage dances.
She shoved all the money into a black garbage bag at the edge of the stage and grabbed her clothing off the floor before going backstage to the dressing room.
Maybe tonight will be a good night.
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All the King's Men ( An Urban Love Story )
Ficción General*COMPLETED* CURRENTLY EDITING "I'll go to war with God behind you." Desmond King grew up a product of his environment. With street smarts and a little book smarts on his side, he found a way to survive and feed everyone around him. He's been able t...
