Work was a bit awkward. This guy asked for a private from both me and Layla...at the same time. We couldn't even talk to each other the entire ride to the club. But after the night was over and our shifts ended, I confronted her in the parking lot. Ok, confront is a strong word, I just pulled her to the side and asked if we could talk. She happily abliged to that request. "So Casey us the guy you're talking to." I started. "Dating actually...he asked me last night." She smiled shyly. "Wow. I mean, that's great. He's a great guy." I smiled back. I didn't think Casey having a girlfriend would bug me this much, but it did. Obviously I'm totally happy with James and I wouldn't leave him for anyone, but I'm still slightly jealous of Layla. I think this is just one of those cases where I'm just jealous at the fact that he actually didn't like me anymore. "What about you? I take it Robert doesn't know how you spend your days?" She raised her eyebrows at me. "No, he doesn't. And I would appreciate it if it stayed that way." It wasn't a question, but at the same time it was. "Don't worry, your secret is safe with me." She smiled and pretended to zip her lips. "Thank you. And yours is safe with me too." I said, referring to her being a stripper also. "Thanks. So do the boys know that you're a dancer too or...?" She looked at me. "Yeah, they know." I nodded my head. "Whoa really? And they're fine with it?" She asked. "Well they don't really have a choice." I chuckled. "Well right, but I mean...are they ok with it? Once my friends found out, a lot of them stopped talking to me. It was like I came down with an infections disease or something. One of them said they couldn't be around people like me because they didn't want to end up in a human trafficking ring." She scoffed. "What the hell? It's not like we have pimps and give our money away. We're also not having sex with the men. Stripping and human trafficking are two completely different things." I said. "I know that, but my friends didn't care. They just started distancing themselves until we just stopped talking all together." She shrugged her shoulders like it didn't matter. "Wow. Well, all the boys seem pretty ok with it. Except James, but he's my boyfriend so that's understandable." I said confidently. But in the back of my mind I couldn't help but think that the boys might not be ok with it. I have to talk to them. "Ooohhh boyfriend huh? Have you pulled out your sexy stripper moves for him yet? The boyfriend's usually don't care as much once you show them what you can do. And then throw in a little extra something in the end." She winked. Is she suggesting..."So have you and James done it yet?" She wiggled her eyebrows playfully. "If by 'it' you mean sex, then no. We've barely had a heated make out session." I informed her. "What!?" She yelled, almost giving me a heart attack. "What the hell are you waiting for? You've already said you love each other. Now it's time to show it!" She put her hands on my shoulders and shook me a little, as if the shaking would make it easier for my brian to absorb the words. "But we haven't even been together for two months." I said, a little unsure of her advice. "So? Casey and I have already done it and we just met a week ago." She said, like it was the most natural thing in the world, to sleep with a guy you hardly know. If Layla can have sex with Casey, I should be able to have sex with James..."How about baby steps?" I suggested. "Ok. How's this, go home tonight, take James somewhere quiet, where you can be alone. Take one of your outfits home and do a little dance for him." She smiled. "Yeah...ok." I nodded my head at her words, while I was mentally trying to convince myself I could do it. "And can I suggest the nurse outfit? It's hot." She said excitedly. We both said our goodbyes and I went back inside to grab my nurse costume. I stuffed it in my purse so Robert wouldn't see me leaving with it, then I got into the cab that has been waiting for me ever since my shift ended. When I got to the house I went to the bathroom and slipped into my outfit. Before leaving the room, I put on some regular pajamas that would cover the slutty attire. Once I was confident that I could do this, I went into James's room and shook him awake. He woke with a start, but I put my hand over his mouth before he could make too much noise. I motioned for him to follow me, and he quietly got out of bed as we made our way to -of course- the closet downstairs. Once we got inside, I pressed my lips firmly to his, taking him completely off guard. He quickly kissed me back, just as firmly. I pulled away and couldn't help but smile at the thought of what was about to happen. "Sit down." I whispered. He looked at me with a slightly confused look, but sat down on the floor like I asked. I took a deep breath before I began taking my pajamas off, piece by piece. It didn't take long since I was only wearing a tank top and some booty shorts. But he was still completely transfixed on my movements. Once he seen that I was in one of my outfits he got visibly excited, and I tried my best to ignore the nervous butterflies in my stomach before I pulled out my phone and turned on the song 'Ride' by SoMo. I found it fitting since he once gave me a lapdance to the same song. Once the song started, I began swaying my hips seductively to the music.
SHORT AND UNEDITED. BUT I HIGHLY SUGGEST YOU ALL LISTEN TO THE SONG STATED ABOVE. IT'S AMAZING AND YOU'LL GET A BETTER FEEL FOR THE SCENE :)
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