Frequencies

XXVI

SWIPE AND HIT PLAY FOR MUSIC!

Maya's POV
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December 31st

We made it back just in time for my New Years show. It's the biggest night of the year and it's when I bring in the most money. That's music to my ears.

"Maya, your 11 o'clock private is waiting for for you," my boss shouts as I refresh for the night.

Apart from being an instructor at Gabby's studio, I'm also a dancer at club Goliath. I'm the best thing that's ever happened to them if you ask me.

Actually...if you ask them.

I've been working here since I was 18 years old. I got this job because I didn't have anywhere else to turn to. My mother says my father died when I was young and she isn't really the nurturing type.

I'm dressed and ready to head for my fourth private for the night. My eleven o'clock private is someone special.

He has been coming every week to see me dance for the past two months now. He also pays me well.

Unlike some of these other guys, he comes with the big bucks.

I open the door to see him seated on the sofa, his bald head hung low as his eyes assess my body. His glare is intimidating but nothing I can't handle.

"I see you came back," I say in a seductive tone, circling the pole in the middle of the room. He stays quiet as I approach him. I usually love when they're quiet but I find him intriguing.

"You know I like it when my audience appreciates my work," I say, holding onto the pole and lowering down in front of him.

He takes a deep breath but remains silent. His eyes meet mine and they say a million words. They're lustful.

"You aren't gonna talk to me today, baby?" I ask as I stand up and rub his chest. I know this will get him to speak to me.

He takes another deep breath and licks his lips. A lot of the men who come here gross me out but not this one. This one I like.

I turn around and sit in his lap, moving my ass slowly to the music. He slouches down in the seat and throws his head back. He's enjoying this.

I continue the same movements, watching him get excited. "You like this?" I ask as he picks his head back up.

"You know I do," he finally says, looking into my eyes. He clenches his fists and his jaw as I rock back and forth on him.

"Damn, girl. You gonna get yourself in trouble," he says, his voice shaky. I love the effect I have on him.

I know exactly what I'm doing and I know exactly how to get what I want out of him.

I stand up and rub both my hands down his chest. I climb up and sit in his lap now chest to chest, with each of my legs on either side of him.

He holds his bottom lip between his teeth and groans. I revel in the sound.

"Do you like this better?" I ask, holding eye contact and batting my lashes. They're my secret weapons.

He groans shamelessly as I rock back and forth. I can tell that he is enjoying himself. This actually turns me on.

I pull my chest away from his, keeping my hands on her shoulders, grinding slowly to the music. I can feel his hands begin to go up to my thighs as his erection grows beneath me.

"Uh uh uh," I say softly, lowering my mouth to his ear. "No touching," I whisper, licking his ear.

I can feel him shiver beneath me and I get even more excited.