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He sits himself down at the front of the stage and watches as a dozen half-naked women dance in front of him, though not a single one of them remotely catches his attention. His eyes are searching the stage and he smiles as he finally spots her. The music was blaring, the club was packed and this was the kind of place that Dean would usually avoid but one thing made him keep coming back and that was her. When he stumbled across this place one night, his only intention was to get drunk, drown his sorrows and hopefully go unnoticed for the night but what he wasn't planning on doing was becoming completely infatuated with one of the dancers. The room might as well have been empty because when he watched her dance he felt like she were doing it just for him and when their eyes met his breath hitched.
She was all too familiar with his presence and could tell from the first time that he came to the club that he was different, so she always made sure to dance as close to him as possible. While she were onstage she had to be consistent and unfavorable but for some reason she couldn't help but pay special attention to this mysterious stranger, who had seemed to capture her interest from the moment she set eyes on him. It was forbidden but she couldn't help herself as she subtly made her way over to him and placed a note into the pocket of his shirt. She had prepared the note several days earlier, hoping to be able to get close enough to give it to him.
Meet me backstage after hours, for a private show xx
And that's exactly what he did, inpatiently occupying himself for the next few hours until the club was almost deserted. Waiting by the backstage area until she appeared in front of him, just an over-sized coat covering her work outfit. She extended her hand out to him and led him backstage. Once they step inside of her dressing room, Dean finally finds the courage to speak
"What's your name?"
She smiles at him "I'm Marnie. What's your name handsome?"
''D-dean'' For the first time in his life, Dean was nervous of a woman
"There's no need to be nervous Dean, I'm not going to hurt you"
Her touch was soft and Dean willingly followed her lead as she sat him down in a chair and made her way over to a docking station. The small room was filled with seductive music and she began to slowly shimmy her way out of her coat. Every movement of her hips had him mesmerized. He wanted to reach out and touch her but he couldn't move. The private dance got more intimate as the minutes ticked by and he sat there open mouthed as she sat in his lap, rolling her hips against his groin.
She grinned as she felt his cock start to stir. ''You want to have some fun?''
Her question was answered with a moan as she increased the pressure of her hips
''I want you'' he confirmed
She stood up and made her way towards the door, locking it.
She leant down to whisper into Dean's ear "I don't usually have sex with the customers...but you're special Dean"
