*slight smut warning, don't read if you don't like it*
Everybody in Moonlight Night Club knew and loved The Red Raven. Monday's, Wednesday's and Friday's was the club's biggest night. And on those 3 days, Beca Mitchell, a rich brunette music producer always turned up. She orders the same drink, a few lap dances from the other strippers and maybe, just if she's feeling confident enough, she'd sit up close to the platforms and put a wad of cash in The Red Raven's panties.
Normally, she would be the most confident, upbeat badass in the whole club. But whenever she saw that flash of red hair, she turned into a nervous, quivering mess. But that all changed one day after she had had a stressful day at work. The music producer had struggled to finish a simple song for one of her clients, so she decided to head to the club, get as drunk as possible and pay The Red Raven for a lap dance.
Two bottles of beer later, Beca was sat on a bar stool, currently wearing a black button up shirt with her black skinny jeans, her outfit being completed by her black combat boots. It was no secret that she looked hot. Everybody could see it, even The Red Raven had a few stares every now and then.
Three more beers later, Beca was tipsy and sat right in front of the stage, ready for The Red Raven to start her dance. There she was. The gorgeous ginger in nothing but red lacy underwear. She nodded to the DJ and waited for the music to begin, looking to the floor. Once the beat kicked in, she looked up, her eyes instantly spotting Beca. The stripper had noticed Beca on more than a dozen occasions sat at the bar, staring at her, or even just sat in the back seats of the club. But tonight she was shocked to see the brunette so close to the front of the stage.
Walking down the stage towards the pole, The Red Raven kept changing her gaze from Beca to other people in the crowd, throwing the odd wink here and there. Just as she got to the pole, she dropped down into a sexy slut drop, spreading her legs wide open for the audience to see. She caught Becas eye and winked, standing up, purposely sticking her ass out. The Red Raven then wrapped her leg around the pole, her hips swaying side to side in time with the music.
Whoops and cheers could be heard from the crowd and even the occasional; "take 'em off!" The stripper pressed her body against the pole, as she lifted her arms up so they were higher than her head. Using her upper body strength, she lifted herself off the ground, spreading her legs into the splits, and spinning around on the pole. "Holy fuck." Beca muttered, her eyes hypnotised by the way the redheads legs looked in the air.
The Red Raven then stopped spinning as she wrapped her legs around the pole. Once she was confident that her legs were hooked tight enough, she lifted her hands from the metal pole, reached them around her back and slowly unclipped her bra. She pulled it off all the way, revealing her rather large, perky breasts. Looking around the crowd, she spotted Beca sipping her beer. The Red Raven threw her bra at the brunette, adding a wink along the way. Beca's widened and her face blushed bright red, but still she held the bra close to her, as if it was worth value.
A few minutes later, the song had finished and The Red Raven was in a different pair of matching lacy underwear, heading to the back of the club where all the lap dances were done. Somebody named Beca had paid for a 15 minute lap dance, unknown to the stripper that it was the same brunette who she had thrown her bra to.
Beca was sitting in the booth waiting for The Raven to join her. She had probably had one too many beers because ordinarily she would never do this. She would sit and watch the dancer from afar and go home horny and alone. But tonight was different. She had this extra confidence for some reason and she wouldn't let it go to waste. She looks up when the curtain pulls across and Beca lets out a soft gasp.
The Raven walked in the room and she was a little shocked to see the seemingly shy woman sat in the booth. She was a little stunned, Beca was a lot more attractive up close then staring at her from the back of the club. "Hi." Is all Beca could breath out as she looks up at the insanely sexy stripper in front of her. "Hey, baby. You want a dance?." The Red Raven replied with a smirk, setting her stereo down onto a little table beside her, making sure to push her hips out whilst turning the music on.
Not long after a slow, sensual beat was playing in the room. The Raven had her back to Beca and she began to sway her hips in time with the music. Beca gasped softly and just tried to keep herself calm and collected. She did not need to embarrass herself in front of the beautiful lady. Soon, the stripper was straddling Beca's lap, rocking her hips down still to the beat of the music. She would ghost her lips against the producers, never actually letting them touch. No matter how much she wanted to kiss Beva, she couldn't. That was her main rule with clients. She stuck to it with everyone... well she tried to.
Beca gulped when the stripper grinds down in her lap and she could feel herself getting embarrassingly close. She was not about to have an orgasm from a stripper dancing on her, surely. Luckily, the song finished just as she was about to and Beca was able to withhold it. "Wow..." Is what she said once the music was off, smiling up at the stripper. "You liked it, huh?" The Raven replied with a smirk, feeling a slight tingle in her downstairs. She never got turned on by customers... why the hell was she getting turned on now? "You... I... that was awesome." Beca finally stumbled out, reaching for her wallet to give The dancer a little more cash.
"What's your name?" She asks as she handed a wad of cash and a business card over to Raven.
"Chloe." Is what the woman replied before walking out, smiling at the sight of a number on the card.
AN: would you guys be interested in a part 2??
