What If He's Not Lying

Bianca

See I had two jobs so I wasn't hurting for cash at all. My bank account was sitting real pretty. But I didn't have a legit job to make it add up to my family. I work at a strip club some nights and other nights I'm a escort. I know what y'all thinking.

Damn this bitch taking all the dick in the world....this bitch a hoe......this bitch ain't got no home training

Y'all can judge all y'all want but ain't not one of y'all been in my shoes so don't try to judge me. I didn't start off like this. I was legit just working at the club one night when this fine ass white dude walked in with security. I don't even like white dudes but this one was fine as fuck. So all the girls in the club seen his security and seen him as a fat check. They all flocked to his ass like he was Eminem or some shit. Not me I kept dancing like I ain't see him.

He turned all them bitches down as they walked up.

I wasn't even gonna go up to him. I was collecting my money off stage when one of his security guards came up to me.

"Boss want a dance from you".

"I'm off the clock" I lied.

"Bitch be on the clock for him".

"Nahhh I'm straight" see I ain't one of them easy smuts.

"Bitch either be on the clock, or I'll make you be on the clock"

"Iight he gon have to wait I got a list" I lied again.

"Put him on top as VERY IMPORTANT PERSON" tf he yelling for?

"Iight lil b" I wasn't about to argue no more.

He walked away and I continued to gather my money to put in my locker.

I walked back in and they was nowhere to be found. So I walked to the bar. Alex, the bartender, poured my usual and told me my VIP was waiting for me. Room 3. The most expensive but secretive room of all.

I drunk my drink and went to the room.

I walked in and this dude had the nerve to be naked. I was bout to turn around when he said " I just want a taste".

"I ain't like these other smuts I don't fuck I dance and that's it" I said truthfully.

"Iight I'm sorry lil mama" he got up and his third leg fell down. His dick was big, wide, and looked good as fuck.

He looked at me and smiled as he put is draws on and put his pants on and sat down.

"Can I get my dance now?

Music from inside the club was playing and I got on the pole and did my best tricks. I got off and started dancing on him. His manhood grew in his pants as I grinded on it. It felt good as fuck. He grabbed my ass and wispered in my ear " You sure you don't wanna test him, cause he wanna taste you". Him talking like that had me ready to jump his bones. But I got up and said " it's just a dance".

I kept dancing for him for about a hour till I got tired. I was about to walk out when he grabbed my arm and kissed me. I kissed him back and he started feeling on me. Shit it felt good, but I had to get up or I'd do some shit I'll regret.

I stopped him and got up.

"I want you to work for me exclusively".

"What you do?"

"Escort, but for you. You my special girl. No sex just dates".

"I'll think about it" and I walked out.