Poles

Friendly Stranger Chapter 1

Poles
Iris' POV.

I walked into the strip club through the back door since I worked there. Not all strippers are sluts I should know, I am one and I'm a virgin. I'm not 100% sure why I became a stripper I guess it's because this is the only place that would hire me. I may be a virgin but I certainly don't act it. I always had a thing for short skirts and tube tops. Plus since I'm only 18 I can get away with it. But that's enough back story, back to the present. I was putting on my makeup listening to the conversations around me. I never really got close to and of my coworkers, if that's what you could call them. They always end up seeing somebody after work and "having fun" as they put it. I put on the skimpy clothes that were supposed to be my uniform and walked onto the raised platform. The music blared from the speakers as I danced and swung on the poles of the club. All eyes were on me even if I was the only pretty face on stage by any means. One person in the audience caught my attention from the rest of the horny men. He had black hair that was shaved at the sides and tattoos on his arms and
part of his neck. He wore all black, and to be honest he was hot as hell. I think I might go and give him some attention when he visits the lap dance area.

Andy's POV.
I finished with the band for the night. We were working on our new album and it was coming along well. So I decided to pay a visit to the strip club by the studio. I walked in and immediately a girl onstage grabbed my attention. She danced on the poles like flowing water, with more grace than any of the others on stage. This was not my usual spot to go so I have never seen her before. I wonder if she'll give me a few minutes of her time. I walked over to the lap dance chairs and sat down. She walked over to me seductively and immediately I was hard. She started her dance on my lap. I decided to ask a few questions. "Hey beautiful, what might your name be?" "Iris, handsome" she replied. Damn her voice was so pretty. I shoved some money down her bra and held her waist pulling her closer. "Could I get a private dance, Iris, or is a pretty girl like yourself booked?" "Nah baby. If you request me I can be yours for a while." She winked at me with that and got off me. Iris turned back to the stage and started dancing again. I got up and went to the request booth. Soon she would be mine, for a while at least.

**thank you for reading the first chapter of "Poles". I hope you enjoyed. I have a second part ready all you have to do is ask and it'll go up. But be warned I'll only put it up if I get enough reads from this one. Which is about 15. So yeah rate, comment, do all you gotta do, and if there's enough this story will continue. Constructive criticism is welcomed but I do not take to hate very well. And if you want to you can go read my Andley story "Just an Andley Story" I would love if you do. But be warned it does contain smut. Once again thanks for reading and I'll see you all in part 2.**