Dance to please ✓ Taennie 18+

Part 011

J E N N I E

"You must like dancing for me" taehyung says leaning forward as soon as I put the end to my show. "Most girls don't get this fucking wet on the stage"

"You said you've never seen a show at your own club" I reply, bringing my legs together as I stand up.

"Doesn't mean I've never seen a show at a nice club before" He chuckles "It has been a long time, though"

Taehyung continues watching as I get dressed, not taking his eyes off me the entire time. After I'm dressed, he reaches into his pocket, thumbs through some bills and hands me a stack. I see a hundred on top and my heart races, but it nearly stops entirely when I realise that they're all hundreds.

"This is.." I stumble over my own words, my body trembling for an entirely different reason now. "This is a thousand dollars"

"I told you I tip well" he says with a nod and takes a sip of his whiskey.

"I-I know it is time for me to go, but i need a minute" I sit down, feeling like I can't even draw a breath. Tears quickly well up in the corner of my eyes. "You've no idea how much my family needs this"

"You don't have to go" He replies. "You can stay as long as you like, Would you like some more tea?"

"C-could I have some water?" I ask meekly "Actually I can get it"

"Noo, stay right there" He stands up immediately and walks out of the room.

I thought I might get a hundred bucks—two, if taehyung was impressed. If he gives me this much amount every week, my problems will be over. They say money can't buy happiness, but it can certainly make my life a lot easier. My father will get everything he needs. We can afford all of the co-pays for his doctor visits. Ahyeon will have an amazing senior year. I could even hire a nurse to stay with my father if both of us are away for the evenings.

This is life-changing money for me.

I'm still flabbergasted, holding the money in my hand like I'm scared to believe it is real when taehyung returns to the living room.

"Here you go" he says, handing me the water.

"Thank you" I say graciously, tears still threatening to spill over the edge of my eyes as I take a drink of the water. "And really—thank you"

"I know you need to take care of your family but I hope you buy something nice for yourself too" He lifts his whiskey to his lips. "You deserve to have a little happiness"

"Are you expecting more than a dance for this money?" I ask cautiously "I mean, I assume you..."

"Don't assume anything, sweetheart. Would I like to have more than a drop on my tongue? Ofcourse I would. But that isn't what I'm paying you for" He leans forward and I heard a growl "I'll never do that. You come here, we will have dinner, you dance and you can go home. Nothing is expected beyond that. Except I expect you to show up on time for work on Monday afternoon"

"Ofcourse" I reply. "I won't be late"

I sit with my nerves still frayed, sipping the water, as the conversation continues. Taehyung tells me more about his business, his issues with his brother, and some things about his life. His tone is so smooth and relaxing—dare I say sexy, as he does his best to keep the conversation going on so I can be comfortable. It is nearly an hour before I feel comfortable enough to leave.

"Thank you again. I mean that" A genuine smile forms on the edge of my lips. "I'll go home now so you can enjoy the rest of your evening"

"It won't be nearly as good after you're gone" he says, standing up and offering me a hand. "I'll walk you upto your car"

As soon as I put my hand on his, I feel a surge of excitement just from his touch. It reignites what got shocked out of my system when he handed me a thousand dollars. Instead of letting go, I moved my hand to his arms, lightly touching the powerful muscles underneath his suit jacket and let him escort me out of the house. I feel like a supermodel on the arm of a handsome man others would be jealous of.

"You're good to drive home?" He asks, opening the door.

"Yeah I'm okay" I smile and sit down.

"See you on Monday, sweetheart" Taehyung pushes my door closed and waves.

I drive away, my head still spinning and a need between my legs that is begging for attention. I rub my thighs together, moaning a little, feeling my panties getting wetter. There is no way I can go home like this. I'm practically a frenzy. Thought race through my head, and I do something that is so unlike me, it feels like someone else has taken the wheel out of my hands.

I guide my car to a parking lot, lock the doors and go to a spot far away from other cars. My hand immediately goes down between my legs. I pull my dress up, spread my legs as far as I can in the car and start rubbing myself through my panties.

"Taehyung~" I moan. "This is where I wanted you to touch me"

I'm lust-drunk and wild, a virgin unhinged from my innocence atleast for a moment. I imagined taehyung's hand against my inner thigh. Not stopping when he gets the drop he took from there. It moves higher and higher until I imagine him rubbing me with those strong, long fingers. Even that is enough to make the pressure build, and it is a matter of seconds before I'm moaning for my dear life, my other hand pressed against the window as I give my body the attention it has been craving.

The orgasm rushes through me. I shake In my seat, fingers working furiously to keep the pleasure going. Then it is over. I've never been so turned on after climaxing, it feels like a tease instead of a release.

Now I've a bigger problem.

My panties are soaked and so this is bottom of my dress.

I really hope everyone is in bed when I get back to home.