Dance to please ✓ Taennie 18+

Part 003

J E N N I E

I don't really like this song.

But I casually can dance to any song.

My mom was a ballet dancer. I learnt from her when I was young and I was on the dance squad in high school, so I'm used to dancing infront of other people.

Just not like this.

Even when I was on the dance squad, our uniforms were rather conservative.

It is a lot harder to take off my clothes infront of a stranger than realised that it's just one stranger, but later it will be worse when it's an entire room full of them.

But first I've to get hired.

I never thought I'd be applying for a job in a dirty strip club that smells so putrid..I want to throw up, but here's I'm—trying to make most of it.

"Okay" I say. "I'm ready"

"Sure thing, sweetheart" my soon to be boss replied, and the song starts again.

The zone..I need to find it. I have to get those tears out of my eyes and atleast pretend that I'm happy to be taking, my clothes off for money. Nobody is going to pay to see a stripper that will be crying on the stage instead of showing off what they came to see. I definitely won't even get any tips at this point.

And I need the money. Desperately, my father's life depends on it.

"Well..?" Taehyung asks, "If you don't want to go through it.."

"No I'm going to do it" I take a deep breath and turn around.

I let the beat guide my feet, then I force the rest of my body to join in. I try to remember what I saw on YouTube, mimicking the sway of a girl on the stage. My cheeks burning so hot that I can barely see straight.

"Alright" he says. "You've got some moves, but that isn't what people are going to throw money at you for"

"I know" I respond, exhaling sharply.

Taehyung's eyes are fixed on me. Dark, almost the colour of onyx. He's a very attractive handsome man. Chiseled jaw with neatly trimmed and his hair is a shade lighter than his eyes, black silky hair. A perfectly shaped nose with soft milky skin, big broad shoulders that fill out his suit nicely.

My mom used to tell me to imagine the audience naked if I couldn't focus. If I imagined taehyung naked, I'll probably turn redder than already I'm. 

I hit the next beat of song with a sway and push my shoulder strap down. Then the other, he leans forward, shifting in his seat. He's interested now. A captive audience. If I can keep his interest until the end of the song, then I'll earn a spot on that stage.

"There you go, sweetheart" he shifted in his seat again "Show me the good stuff"

I bend at the waist, leaning over so that he can get a glimpse of my cleavage, still swaying to the song. His eyes linger there. I can see the hunger in his sharp gaze. I thought it would make me sick to see guys stare at me like this but the excitement in taehyung's eyes made me tingle.

It gave me a little more confidence. Enough to turn, dance, and let my dress fall to my hips.

"Damn" he remarks, a smile curving the edge of his lips.

I let him get a good view of me in strapless bra before turning and then the songs ends and I see the excitement drain out of his eyes.

"You were too slow" taehyung remarks "The girls that dance here take everything off and they do it before their song is over"

"I'm sorry.." I say, swallowing a lump that rapidly rise in my throat "I can keep going, just start the song over. I promise I'll get it right this time"

"Timing is everything, sweetheart"

He shrugs and stands up.

"If you can't give the customers what they want, then you don't belong on the stage"

"Taehyung, please.." I let out a whimper "I really need the money"

"For what you need the money anyways?" He walks over to his desk and turns, leaning against it. "Drugs? What is it? You want to powder your nose? Stay up all the night with a little pharmaceutical cocktail and enjoy life to the fullest?"