Hearing my phone in the next room, I briefly remember stumbling in last night after one of the worst nights of my life. Not only did Trinity prevail, but I was booted off the stage by Mr. Knight and now he feels bad for me. That isn’t something I ever wanted him to do. Matter of fact, it is the last thing he should be feeling for me after his lips almost touched mine.
If Macy and Trinity hadn’t been there, God knows what might have happened. I could have ended up on my knees with his dick in my mouth. Or even bent over the couch in his office, waiting for him to fill me completely and take my virginity. Possibly, he could have even knocked all his things off his desk with one swipe of his arm. Like they do in all those seedy romance novels I used to read as a teenager.
Will I become what I am afraid of? Or somehow will I manage to keep my morals? It is too early to tell. Judging by last night though, it makes me wonder if I was a good girl in the beginning. Or if I was a wolf in sheep’s clothing after all.
Shaking my head, I climb out of bed to find my phone. “Now where is it?” I murmur under my breath before I find my purse on the floor next to the door. “Ah ha. I found it.” I exclaim while I take the phone out and then turn to notice that I had left the door unlocked.
I am so lucky that I don’t live in the city because I probably would have been dead by now. Stupid things like that get you in trouble and people tend to take advantage of those who don’t watch what they are doing. That is why my mom always says, “Country folks are trustworthy, but those city folks are not one bit. I wouldn’t trust them with a nickel, let alone something I cared about.”
Swiping across the screen, I find myself smiling when I see my background. It’s a picture of me and my mom at her birthday party last year. My aunt June and cousin Dalilah were at the party last summer when we took the pics. She was the happiest then, until they began to fight like they always did.
Thinking back to that day, I can still remember the rose garden. It smelled like freshly cut roses everywhere we turned, and I loved every minute of it. Of course, If I am ever to have a serious boyfriend, I hope he brings me roses.
“That is if anyone ever gets close enough to become my boyfriend.” I say to an empty room, while checking my phone record.
Seeing that my mom had called, I hit the redial button quickly and wait for her to answer.
When she doesn’t immediately, I begin to panic. Then after a few seconds, I hear her familiar voice and it calms me down. “Hello?” She sounds a little strange on the other end of a phone, but I dismiss it before I let my imagination run wild.
“Mom, it’s me. What’s going on?” I can’t help it but to sound concerned when I ask her.
“Oh, honey. I woke up this morning and my room was full of flowers. For a minute there, I thought I had died and went to heaven, but then the nurse walked in. She informed me that a gentleman had paid my hospital bills and left these for me. Do you have any idea who could have done this? I wracked my brain for 2 hours and I still haven’t come up with a single soul who would have this kind of money to throw around.” Her voice wavers and then she grows silent before continuing when I don’t say anything right away. “Dani, you aren’t having sex with a man to get my hospital bills paid, are you? Because I can’t let you do that.”
Suddenly, my heart stops for a split second and then starts again as I cry out, “Mom, what the hell!”
“Dani! Watch your mouth. That is not becoming of a young woman with your intelligence. I was merely trying to figure out how these bills have been paid and why. That is all. There is no need to get so offended.”
“Mom.” I say softer now and although I am not ready to explain my current position at the strip club, at least I think I know who paid the bills. “I managed to find a job so I could pay the hospital bills. Honestly, I don’t know for sure, but my boss may have paid the bills off. Otherwise, I don’t have a clue who could have done this.” My voice trails off when I start to think about Mr. Knight and realize that I won’t see him till this weekend.
“Sweetie, I must go. The nurse needs to change my bandages. Will you come visit me later today?” She asks before I say anything else.
“Yeah, of course mom. You know I will.”
“Well, let me know if you figure out who did this. I want to express my gratitude and find a way to pay them back over time.” I hear commotion in the background and then she says quickly, “Sweetie, I must go now. I love you and I will see you later.”
As I notice that she has ended the call, I decide that I am going to go have a little chat with Mr. Knight before visiting my mom. So, I hurry into the bathroom after placing my phone on the charger and turn the shower on. Hearing the phone ring again, I dismiss it for the moment and find a sexy outfit to wear for Mr. Knight, before stepping into the shower.
It is noon by the time I get to the strip club, as I walk right in to find Mr. Knight and thank him personally. After all, I can only assume he did it because he is the only one that knew of my predicament. When he overheard me talking about it, he seemed so genuinely sad that I hadn’t come to him and asked for his help.“Hey, sugar what are you doing here?” Mr. Knight yells across the room, before I can see where he is.I turn towards his voice, to see him sitting at a table in the back of the club. He gestures for me to come closer and then I see her. A tall, tanned blonde girl in her early twenties, she is sitting right next to him and has a smirk on her face as I approach the table. Of course, not being able to see her hands might be part of it. My mind goes straight to the gutter and the first thing I think of is that she is stroking his ego if you get my drift. I laugh to myself and think, “Wow, she is a real winner.” She even has that orangish tint to her hair that you
It’s five minutes past six. I find that I am awaiting his arrival with a sense of anticipation that I haven’t felt since I was a small child. I don’t understand it, but this man makes me feel so alive every time I am near him. Especially when he touches me in ways that normally only a lover would. I’m sure he doesn’t realize it, but because he is in the business of dealing in naked women, he is used to touching them all over and not even giving a second thought to how the women feel about it. Remembering the first night the girls were showing me around, I watched him walk up to me and then he slipped his hand under my shirt and cupped my breasts, before he asked, “Size C?” Normally that kind of thing is reserved for a lover, not your boss.Of course, now I understand why he did it. Because the next time I saw him, he said, “By the way, your outfit is in back.” As it turns out, he was just measuring me up for the costume he wanted me to wear on stage the next night.However, th
“Do you like?” He asks while cocking his head and raising an eyebrow. Glancing around the room, I note the various senators and congressman who are sitting at a long table to my right as we enter the room and then someone who looks strongly like an actress, I have seen in quite a few movies off to my left at a secluded table towards the back. She is dressed in a lengthy pearl colored dress that fits like a second skin and almost shows all of it too. Her plunging neckline shows more than a hint of cleavage as she bends forward to take a bite of her lobster.I certainly have never been in such a fancy place as this one, and I am sure glad that I didn’t decide to wear something less classy. Because honestly, I would have stuck out like a sore thumb in a mini skirt and a halter top. I turn to Mr. Knight and smile before we are led to our table by a man in a nicely tailored grey suit and sapphire blue tie. His hair is cut short, but you can still see hints of grey at the roots. When
Teasing me throughout all of dinner, he finally says right before we leave, “Dani, I would be lying if I told you that I don’t want you right now. But Trinity would have me by the balls if I take you home tonight and she finds out. She is very possessive and right now she is my best dancer. I can’t afford to be making her mad. Do you understand?” His voice catches in his throat and then he swallows hard.I nod, and then he takes my hand. Leading me to the car, I follow him and the minute we reach it, he stops and turns to stare at me with a hunger in eyes that scares me. “I may not be able to take you home with me, but I may have a taste of you in the meantime.” He says in a husky voice before he moves towards me. Wrapping his hands around my wrists, he shoves me up against the car and then devours my mouth. His breath is heavy and fast as he kisses me so hard, I could swear I will have bruises tomorrow. Holding me still, I stare into his eyes and then find myself returning t
“Dani, I haven’t heard from you in two days. Are you alright?” Mom asks when I don’t say anything immediately.Somehow, she always knows there is something wrong, always. It’s almost as if she has a sixth sense for it. “Mom, I don’t know what to do.” I say softly, because no matter what I do, it doesn’t seem to work out.Walking over to the window, I scan the parking lot before going on. “I had sex with my boss last night. But what is worse is the fact that he has a girlfriend.” As I say it, I sigh and turn around to face her.“Oh, honey.” She says it with concern in her voice as she looks at me with such sadness in her eyes.Walking over to the bedside, I look down at her and then the tears cascade down my cheeks. Not knowing what to do, I sit on the edge of the bed and let her hold me for what seems like an hour. Finally, when I start to feel a little better, I look up into her knowing eyes.“I would quit, but I owe him for all your hospital bills. I’m afraid that if he want
When we first arrived at his place, he unlocked the front door and turned on the lights before I ever realized how big it was. In the dark, I couldn’t tell that this used to be an old warehouse. However, as we moved around the apartment to turn on all the lights, I got an eyeful the moment it was all illuminated. It is quite amazing and decorated with beautiful paintings, from many different art styles. I hardly would have guessed that he is a fine art collector, by his clothing and the people he associates himself with.Feeling his hands slide up the outside of my lower legs, I see his eyes peek up from between my feet. Deciding to do this the “right way” this time, his words not mine, he is taking tonight nice and slow. Cradling my foot in his hands, he leans down and licks my arch. When he does this, I nearly shiver from the strange sensations it creates in me. No one has ever touched me like he has before, and this makes me start to wonder if he does this with every woman.
It’s Saturday and I am on first tonight. When I hear the music playing loudly and the men screaming for me to come on out, I smile seductively and slink out onto stage in the pussycat outfit that Brandon picked out for me today. “I think that you will be the cat’s meow and make everyone purr tonight in this little thing.” He said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice as he dangled the one-piece black furry thing in front of my eyes.There is barely anything to it and if he expects me to be able to strip tease out of it, he has another thing coming. It is skintight and it’s made of spandex. The worst part was that when my eyes bulged out as I stared at it, he said seductively with promise in his voice, “I could always come up on stage and rip it off of you if you want?”Right then and there, my mouth dropped open and he said, “Hm. I can think of one thing to fill that sweet mouth with right now and he is starting to get ideas.” As he looked down at his stiff cock and then began to ru
“Amanda, I don’t know what to do? I know on one hand it is a good thing that he has discharged my debt to him. However, on the other, I ache for him endlessly.” I pause and wonder if I should say it before sighing and finally telling her the truth. “I think I’m in love with him.” Hearing those words come out of my mouth is a death sentence, because loving a man like that is surely a recipe for disaster and I know it.I always knew I loved him, but telling Amanda makes it so much worse somehow. Maybe, because it makes it real and that is scarier than anything I can think of. When I told my ma, it wasn’t the same for some reason, or at least it didn’t feel like the end of the world at the time.“Well, I could have told you that. I just didn’t want to say anything until you had come to terms with it. See, I recognized all the signs from when I fell in love and now you are going through the same thing. I am so sorry, Dani. He’s not the type of man you had envisioned yourself with