Today is a young hitta birthday. i'm turning 31 and the fellas insist on bringing me to this new strip joint. at first i wasn't feeling it but after a few rounds of ciroc and tequila i started to lighten up. we kept ordering shots, throwing dollars, and turning up til midnight just when we were about to leave the DJ got on the mic and introduced the final dancer for the night.
DJ: it's time for the final dance for tonight and we saved the best for last put your hands together for TIGGERRR!!
I was making my way toward the door when i the DJ cue the music.
"Let Me Sit This Ass On You Show You How I Feel Let Me Take This Off Will You Watch Me?"
I seen this chocolate curvy figure approach the stage wearing a pink strappy glitter set. she strutted up the stairs and across the stage in her high stiletto heels as she approached the pole i sat down in the nearest available seat which was located right in front of the stage. she twirled around on the pole and moved her hips to the beat. other men eyes were glued on her curves and they lust after her body. eventually they started approaching the stage throwing dollars at her.
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**Tigger's Outfit
I must admit my eyes wear glued on her as well. i never seen a body so perfect. she was curvy in all the right places. and to top it all off she was beautiful. she had pretty brown eyes, smooth chocolate skin, and her lips were so plump and full. when i stood up to walk closer to the stage our eyes met. i don't know what came over me because i froze up for a moment. i just stood there staring at her. she smirked at me and then made her way off the stage to approach me.
She gently pushed me back into my seat. at the moment it felt like we were the only ones in the club.
"Hard Rock Steady Rock Hard Rock Steady Rock Hard Rock Steady Rock Hard"
She begin dancing right in front of me. Swinging her hips back and forth. she then sat on my lap and begin gyrating her hips against my lap. i was truly getting the best lap dance ever. my hands had a mind of their own and started wandering all over her body, gripping on her hips and i dragged my fingers along the stretch marks that were on her ass. right when i started to get lost in my thoughts she placed a sweet kiss on my cheek and went back on stage.
I sat there in amazement thinking about her soft lips and her sweet fragrance. she danced until the song was complete. when she left the stage i remained seated. i've seen a lot of women in different cities but i've never seen a woman like her before. i found myself fantasizing about me and her alone. i know i just met her and i shouldn't be thinking about her as much as i am but i just couldn't help myself. she was definitely one of a kind.
Nike: Yo Ro!? *taps rotimi shoulders* lets head out. we got a flight at 10am tomorrow.
I snapped out of my thoughts and stood up. i looked around to see if i could spot her but she was no where to be found. The club was closing so i knew she couldn't be far. about 45 minutes later we were standing outside the club waiting for our uber to pull up so we could head back to the hotel room.
Rotimi: man where the fuck is this uber. it's freezing out here. *begins shivering while putting his hands in his pocket*
*Tigger walks out the side door with a duffle bag*
Rotimi: *follows her down the sidewalk* hey! wait up!
Tigger: *stops walking and turns around* hey?
Rotimi: *smiles and holds his hand out* I'm Rotimi
Tigger: *smiles and turns back around and starts back walking* i know who you are. you're that guy from power my mother and sister loves you.
Rotimi: *speeds up and steps in front of her* how do you feel about the show?
Tigger: *laughs a lil and tries to move around him* it's not my favorite but it's okay.
Rotimi: wait... *stops her* what's the rush you got somewhere to be?
Tigger: i have to get home to my babies. my sitter has to leave. so is there anything else?
Rotimi: .....
Tigger: i didn't think so *walks away*
Rotimi: wait.. *catches back up with her* can i at least know you're name..
Tigger: Olivia.. *continues walking*
Rotimi: *walks beside her* olivia is a beautiful name. why do they call you tigger.
Tigger: *sighs* i have stretch marks on my ass.. pretty sure you notice that.
Rotimi: where do you stay? i'm pretty sure i can get a uber for yo—-
Tigger: *stops walking and faces rotimi* look i'm a stripper not a whore so if you and friends are looking for some "fun" i suggest you guys go to main street.
Rotimi: i just want to get to know you.
Tigger: get to know me? *laughs a bit* the last two guys that wanted to get to know me left me with two kids. i don't want to get to know anyone else. *tries to start back walking*
Rotimi: just go out with me... just once... *stops her*
Tigger: i'll think about it... *smirks and starts back walking*
Rotimi: *smiles and watches her walk away* can i have your number?
Tigger: don't have a phone! *walking away*
Rotimi: How am i gonna get in touch with you!? *talking to her as she walks away*
Tigger: you'll see me around *yells while turning a corner and disappearing down the sidewalk*
Rotimi: *smiles and turns around walking back towards his friends*
-Next Day-
Nike: my damn head is killing me *sitting in booth at local diner*
Cam: Never drinking vodka again.. i need coffee asap!
Rotimi: yeah i'm a little hungover too *looking at the menu with shades on*
Waitress: May i get you fellas started with something to drink???
Rotimi: yeah can we have three coffees please *continues to look at menu*
Waitress: next time you guys should stick with ciroc you shouldn't mix vodka with tequila *laughs and walks away to get the coffee*
Rotimi: *looks up from the menu and realize the waitress is olivia*
*olivia winks at rotimi and continues making the coffee*
Nike: ain't that the girl from the strip club last night?
Cam: shh!
Olivia: *sits coffee down and slides rotimi a folded up napkin* here's your coffee. unfortunately my shift is over so my friend fendi will be taking care of you guys. i hope you fellas enjoy
*olivia walks away and rotimi unfolds the napkin revealing olivia's seven digit number*
Nike: you got her digits bro?
Rotimi: *smiles and nods his head* i got the digits bro
Cam: *dabs rotimi* you still got it.
Rotimi: *smiles, licks his lips and leans back* yup! i still got it
