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In your red lingerie

The only time we wear the same clothes is on throwback Thursday. Where customers can request that the dancers wear something from the previous week or from that month. The request only last for an hour then it's another customers turn.

All about that fanservice after all. Whatever pleases the customers, management will do.

That's how I know that Mr. Stark's favorite outfit has black stockings with frills. And a deep red corset with black bows on the chest on sides. No high heels. And nothing but a pale face.

"Thursdays are now my favorite day." Mr. Stark grinned at me.
I gently sat down next to him on the leather couch. "Nice to know." I purred.

The brown-haired man ran his fingers on my neck and looked at me with a very soft expression.
I sighed deeply and closed my eyes, savoring the light touches.

"Do you want anything to drink Mr. Stark?" I questioned after awhile. We only have forty minutes left after all.
He shook his head, "Can't stay for long. Pepper wants me to be at the tower on fifteen minutes, which mean I have thirty."

I wrinkled my nose at the mention of Pepper. He noticed this and laughed, "Yeah she's that character."
"Well, what do you want to do in the meantime?" I asked.

"Just to talk. Your touch is like heaven." He sighed. I smiled and ran my hands over his chest.
"They say tea and sleep is good to relieve stress." I told him.

Mr. Stark laughed at that, "They say the same thing about sex."
I rolled my eyes and played with his hair, " It's more healthier." I informed.

"When the Tony Stark goes the sleep willing that's when the sky will fall." He responded.
I playfully hit his shoulder, "Behave."

The brown-eyed man chuckled and eyed my outfit once again. "You look great."
"Thank you Mr. Stark, you did request it." I replied with a smile.

"It's Tony." He corrected.
"Of course, Tony."

Sweet
Cigarettes after sex