My sexy Boss

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"No way! I'm not going to be a stripper!" I tell him, protesting loudly as he tries to get me into the club.

"Come on, please, just come inside. I promise you'll change your mind." Mason tries to convince me.

"Fine!" I huff out and walk after him inside, probably making a big mistake.

"Et voilá!" Mason says as we enter the club.

I look around me in awe, it's amazing. The club is filled with bright sunlight and the stage isn't dirty, like I expected it to be, but it is well-maintained. 

"Have you ever been a waitress?" Mason asks me.

I look at him confused, "Yes, of course. It was a summer job."

He nods his head and waves for me to follow him to the back. He takes an uniform out of a closet and hands it to me. 

I take a look at it, it looks nothing like a stripper outfit. It actually looks pretty decent. Maybe shorter than you'd find them in a normal bar or restaurant, but it won't show too much.

"You want me to be a waitress?" I ask him, just to clarify.

"Yes, I think you'll be perfect." Mason says.

"You think I'm not sexy enough to be on stage?" I pout, slightly offended.

"Don't get me wrong, you're sexier than most girls we have on stage. But I can't just add a new girl to the programme. It's not that simple, you didn't audition and the other girls don't know you. You wouldn't be accepted, you're better off as waiter. And you'll be able to earn tips." Mason explains.

"Okay, if you put it like that."

"So, you'll do it?" Mason asks hopeful.

"Yes, I'll do it." I sigh, I don't really have another choice.

"Okay, you'll start tonight as a test, then we'll give you a contract and we'll say when you need to work."

I nod my head. Mason leaves the room and motions for me to put on the outfit, before he turns around and closes the door behind him.

* * *

"Are you new? I've never seen you before," Some guy asks me as I bring him and his friends their drinks.

I nod, a little shy. The outfit is a little more flashy than I thought it was.

"Don't be shy, you're really pretty. Why aren't you on stage?" He asks, his friends nod and mumble something along the lines of 'yes' and 'he's right'.

"I didn't audition, I need to start as waitress." I explain in a soft, submissive voice. I'm a little intimidated by their business suits and authoritative aura.  

"Would you be a dear and get Mason for me?" The man asks me.

"Mason instructed me not to bother him during working hours, unless there is an emergency." I mumble, not trying to be disrespectful.

"Baby, stop being so shy and cute, you can't be like that when you're on stage. Now, say Draco wants to speak with him, I'm sure he'll be here within seconds." The guy, apparently Draco, orders me.

I nod my head and quickly walk to the backstage area.

"GIRLS! Someone is here to get us our drinks!" Some girl with way too much makeup on her face yells at the others.