The virgin Stripper

Chapter 2

It has been three days since I last saw Zane. I was currently walking around at the club with tight booty shorts, I was serving drinks to the men while they would put a couple hundred dollars in my shorts when I passed by. This was one of the very few reasons I liked this job. I didn't work at an old everyday stripe club. I worked in one of the biggest clubs in the country. It's full of very rich and wealthy men.

"Shots anyone?" I asked passing by a table of guys. One of them winked at me with lustful eyes

"I'd like a shot at you" he replied. I had to hold back an eye roll. And suddenly one of my friends who also worked at the club came over and saved me from the guys.

"Hey precious, what's up?" I asked walking towards her leaving the guys behind

"Your wanted in a private show in the fourth room" she gave me a wink. I knew what that meant. He must have been hot. Not all the men here was old and pervy, sometimes they were cute and pervy!

"Does he want a drink?" I might as well ask while I'm close to the bar.

"Yeah, he asked for a whisky" I nodded and went to the bar and got his drink I walked to the fourth room in the private dance area and Brandon was already waiting by the entrance. I opened the curtains and walked in. I look up and was met with hazel eyes. The hazel eyes I saw 3 days ago. I froze for a second until
He cleared his throat and brought me back to reality.

"What are you doing here" I ask stupidly. He was obviously here for a dance.

"I was hoping to get a dance" he confirmed. "I asked for you specifically" he winked at me. I blushed and he smirked.

"Why me specifically?" I had to ask I mean their are tons of other strippers here who are more than willing to do so many more things I would never be able to do.

"Does it matter?" He asked me and I realized it really doesn't matter he was just another client. I shook my head and walked over to him handing him his drink while I sat down beside him. I might as well start. My hand went to caress his thigh, he grabbed my wrist and I brought my gaze up to his and stared into his hazel eyes while he stared in my brown eyes.

He leaned in and kissed me roughly yet soft. I started straddling him, we pulled back for air and he drank his drink in one go, threw it, and Started kissing me again. He hasn't touched me or groped or said nasty things but my body was on fire. I was grinding down on his erection. That was showing beneath his pants. "You can touch me" I whispered in his ear nibbling it. "Are you sure?" I couldn't help it this man was getting me hot and bothered. This never happens in a private show but I liked it. "Yes please touch me"  his hands came up and squeeze my boob through my top. His head went and started kissing and nibbling my neck. This man has me on the edge. I kissed him while his hands squeezed my ass I moaned in his mouth. A real moan. What's wrong with me!

Brandon is gonna be wondering what's taking so long so I pulled away to finish the dance. When the dance was finished I started putting my clothes back on, Zane grabbed my waist in only my underwear and stuck a wad of cash down my panties and walked away.

I walked to my dressing room. The club was about to close as I was getting dressed someone knocked at the door "hold on" I finished getting dressed in my normal clothes and counted the wad of cash I had shoved down my undies 10 minutes ago. One thousand dollars!!! That's what I would make in 2 weeks I had made in one night. I went and opened the door. It was my boss. He looked happy for some reason.

"Yes, sir" I asked and looked at him. He was never happy. "Come" he gestured me to follow him and I did. We walked to his office and sat down

He looked in my direction "I'm gonna miss you winter, You was one of the best. The men loved you are a virgin and loved trying to change that" okay...this is weird. Then the next words that left his mouth shook me. "I sold you" this can't be happening

"YOU SOLD ME!!"