Shauntal's Temptation

Chapter 2 Lips

Dante (2 months earlier)

"Man you ready to turn up", Greg asked as we entered Lips Strip Club.

"Yeah man". I turned 27 today and I just wanted to loosen up a bit. Being a businessman, a husband, and a dad were getting the best of me.

 I just wanted to be Dante for a day. No deadlines and no responsibilities.

"This a real cool club bruh", I said looking around at all the neon lights and bottles lined up against the wall. It was pretty packed and I could hear men hootin' and hollerin' everywhere. 

"These chicks must be real bad to be getting that type of response".

"You damn right. This were all the fly girls make that good money. They the top of the top. I mean finer than fine". 

"Yeah. Yeah man, anything with ass and tits is fine to you", I said laughing.

Ever since he tried to put me down with this butt ugly chick in high school I've been questioning this niggas taste in women.

"Man whatever. I've dated plenty fine girls".

"Yupp", was my only response.

 "Man remember that girl Monique, now you cant tell me she wasn't fine".

"Don't be getting all in your feelings man I said yupp you date all the fine women", I added with a hint of sarcasm before we both busted out laughing.

"Fine honey at 12 o'clock". I turned around.

I watched as this thick chick approached me. She had a barely there silk thong on with no bra. I watched as her breasts jiggled with every swing of her hips. 

She was cute and all but she was no Shauntal. That's the only woman I had eyes for.

"Hey daddy you want me to dance for you".

"No I'm straight", I said rubbing on my goatee.

"You sure", she said gliding her fingers over the zipper of my pants.

"Yes, I am" I said sternly, gripping her fingers and shoving her hands away.

"Psst, broke ass niggas tryna sit in here and see some tits but aint tryna pay a bitch", she mumbled storming off.

"Hey man what you doing? She was hot"! Greg said bumping my shoulder.

"And"?

"And It's your birthday man get a little dance, it aint like your fucking her. Get a little dance, let her stiffen you up and then go home to your wife and tap that".

"I see why you aint got a woman. Man I aint gon let no thottie rub all up on me and then go home and sleep with my wife. That's just not me".

"Then why in the hell we up in this club, if your ass just gonna sit here looking dumbfounded, when there's ass everywhere. And for your info I have plenty of women".

"You mean plenty of girls. Those chicks aint on no grown woman type shit. None of them can cook let alone talk professionally. You always chasin' them hood rats".

Typical Greg , all he sees is ass. We've been best friends since high school. He was always the player type. Always had a girl on his arm. I on the other hand was always a one woman type of guy. I can't handle the drama from hopping from one bed to another, too much work, to many lies and if there's one thing I know it's that I aint never been too good at lying that's why Shauntal can see right through all of them.

"To tell you the truth I don't know why I'm here. This was your idea".

"You know what you sit here and sip on your drink while I go and have me some fun".

"Do your thing playa".

I just sat around observing, I watched as fine women all shapes and sizes pranced around the club in scantily clad outfits. 

Call me sprung but they were doing nothing for me, not the way Shauntal's scrumptious body always did. I downed my drink in one gulp and watched as that same chick approached me.

"You changed your mind yet baby".

"Nah I'm good".

"I bet you are".

Damn this chick thirsty for her money. These hoes don't know the meaning of no. 

"Yo girl up in here or somethin' that's why you acting like you too good to spend a lil somethin' on me".

"You know what since you wanna dance so bad do your thing and at the end of it I'll let you know if it was worth it or not". I watched as a grin formed across her face.

"All right daddy", she said as she placed her arms around me, straddling my lap. She started grinding her thick self all on my manhood. 

Damn she smelt good. It was like a mixture of Vanilla and Brown Sugar.

The most erotic part was how she stared directly into my eyes the whole time. I was finding it hard to look away. It was like she had me in a trance.

I looked down only to wish I hadn't her breasts jiggled with every stroke of her hips. I suddenly had the urge to touch on her exposed flesh. I reached up and squeezed her tits causing a low moan to escape her lips. 

"I knew you, you wouldn't regret this dance".

Now that I look at it she is pretty cute and she got some sexy ass lips. Damn man get a grip. I think I'm going crazy. 

I held on to her hips as she grinded faster. My dick was now rock hard. Shit I needed to get the hell out of here and to my wife.

"You like it huh", she said whispering in my ear.

Ok that was enough, just as I tried to reach up and push her off me, my arm felt real heavy.

Next thing I knew I was feeling really dizzy and lightheaded. Everything looked so hazy and I couldn't make out where Greg went. I felt my self being guided away. "

Come let me make you feel good", was what I heard before my body was pushed down against a couch. 

I tried but I couldn't muster the strength to get up.

Now I wasn't no dummy, that bitch must have put something in my drink. But how and when?

Where the fuck are you Greg, I thought to myself. This is the last time I let that nigga pick a spot to chill at. It seems like he always got me walking into some mess.

So much for being just Dante for a day. Turns out Imma be a dead man.

After that all I remembered were my pants being slid off and this chick wrapping her mouth around me. I let out a deep groan. Then out of no where I heard Shauntal's voice followed by a faint beep.

What the heck?! 

~BLACK~

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