Rolling my eyes, I turn to see an extremely handsome man with short, styled, black hair staring back at me. His eyes are so dark brown that it appears that they are black. Even though I usually don’t like men with a beard and mustache, he looks so hot with it, that I would melt in his hands if he touched me.
This man oozes sex from every pore of his body. So much so, that when he accidently brushes my cheek with his hand, goosebumps instantly form on my arms. When I continue to stare at him, I notice that he glances down at my dress and just stares. Realizing why, I try to fold my arms across my chest, but he is standing so close, I can’t move without touching him.
Admittedly, the reason why he is staring at my chest and licking his lips, is because my nipples are so hard that they are poking through the thin fabric of my dress. That I can’t help right now, because he has this strange effect on me and if he keeps standing there, I may do an audition right here for him. I must assume that this man Mr. Knight is the night club owner, and he would be my boss if I became an employee here.
Finally, mustering up enough courage, I turn around and ask him, “Are you the owner of the club?” As I say it, I feel his arm slink around my waist, and he leans in even closer towards my face.
Feeling his breath across my face, I fight the urge to pucker my lips. I want him so badly right now and I don’t even know his first name. Shame on me once, shame on me twice, if I keep thinking these thoughts, I am going to end up in his bed tonight if I play my cards right. “Dani, shame on yourself!” I think to myself and wonder what has possessed me as of now.
Amanda stares at me and then winks when she says, “I will have a water please. I am preggers.” The minute she says it, I bust up laughing.
“Preggers?” I keep laughing and ask, before the tall man next to me answers my question.
“Well then, a water for you. As to your question. Yes, I am. I bought this place last year and have turned it completely around. It used to be an abandoned warehouse that the druggies all lived in, but now it is flourishing. May I ask why you are inquiring?” He smirks at me and then lays his hand on my inner thigh, as he stands directly between us.
Amanda keeps an eye on me, but off and on her eyes wander to his trim but muscular body and the way his hand is creeping up my inner thigh. She clears her throat as my blood pressure rises and I hear her state the obvious. “Sir, you seem interested in my friend here, but we aren’t here to pick up men. Instead, she is here to ask for a job.” She starts to look uncomfortable when he turns to her and smirks as he leans closer to her face this time.
“Oh. Alright. Sorry, I thought for sure the two of you were either high priced call girls or from the club down the street to check out the competition.” He sighs and then returns his attention to me before he continues, “This will be my pleasure then, because I just happen to need a new stripper and from what I see, you have what I need.” I watch as he licks his lips again like a wolf hungry for his prey.
He seems to be sizing me up for a meal and I am afraid what that entails. Especially, when he says, I need an audition first though. Would you please come to my office with me?”
Looking frantically over to Amanda, I wait for her O.K. When she smiles at me and nods, I realize that I guess I am going to do this anyway. Even if I was just planning on scoping out the place and doubted that I could even do it. Honestly, I am scared shitless, and now he is just making it worse when he stares at me like he is already mentally undressing me right here.
His green suit jacket fits him oh so well, and every time he moves an inch or two, I find myself following every move. His pants are skintight, and his muscular ass fills them out very well. As I think this all to myself, I don’t even realize that he leads me to the back, until I hear the door close behind me.
When it dawns on me where I am, I feel my face flush and I begin to wonder to myself, “Now what the hell am I supposed to do?” So, when he turns on the music and dims the lights, I am thankful to him and wait for his instructions. He faces me and sits on a chair in the corner, before demanding, “Baby, show me what you can do. I want to see lust in those eyes and all that hot body before you end your strip tease. Here we don’t hold anything back. It’s all or nothing.” After he says it, he leans back and waits for me to start.
Not having a clue what to do, I close my eyes and listen to the music. I can hear his heavy breathing when I raise my hands and caress my breasts first, before cupping them. Slowly moving to the music, I sway back and forth until I feel it in my soul. Then I let my fingers do the walking and find my nipples.
They are so hard and puckered, that I feel them stiff through the fabric. As I pinch them between my thumb and forefinger, I softly moan breathlessly, till I feel the warmth spread between my legs. All this excites me, but I must know if it is even affecting him at all, so I open my eyes and watch his breathing catch for just a second when he realizes I am watching him touch himself.
Realizing that I have achieved my goal without even taking off one piece of clothing, I slowly start to do my strip tease, then suddenly, he cries out and says, “Stop!”
Was I that horrible that he can’t stand to see more? I guess I am simply not cut out for all this after all if he won’t even let me take off one piece of clothing. “Enough!” He says in a gruff tone and seems to be taking something out on me that is out of my control.
Shocked, I stand there and then it hits me all at once. A tear forms in the corner of my eye and then it builds till it flows down my cheek. Not being able to bear the humiliation of him seeing me cry, I rush out the door to where Amanda is still sitting.
She looks at me quickly and then asks, “What the hell happened in there? Did he rape you or try something he shouldn’t have?” Right away, I say quietly, “No, no. Nothing like that. I guess I am not cut out for this line of work. Oh well.” I state while shrugging and wiping my tears from my cheeks.
Before I get a chance to tell her more, a hand grasps my shoulder and swings me around. “You forgot your purse and there is something else I would prefer to talk to you in private about. Would you please follow me back to my office?” Not wanting to pursue this any further, I shake my head, but he doesn’t listen.
Instead, he grabs ahold of my hand and leads me back to where we just were before he shuts the door behind him. Now, I feel like this room is so much smaller than a few minutes earlier, because when he closes in on me, he backs me up against the wall. Leaning his face to within an inch of mine, I feel his breath on me again and it is nerve wracking.
A few seconds pass of staying completely still like this and then he sighs and leans in the rest of the way before claiming my lips with his. They feel hot and so demanding when he forces his tongue in between my pierced lips, that I can’t help but to let him go further. His hands creep down my sides as his lips move down to my chin and then neck. However, when he cups my breast in his hand, I make a little squeak involuntarily and he stops and then starts to laugh.
Cocking his head, he states softly, “My you are a funny little bird, aren’t you?”
Right then and there, I realize that the moment has been interrupted and it is all over for me. He isn’t about to give me the job, he just wanted to fuck me. “Wonderful.” I murmur to myself under my breath, but somehow, he hears me.
“Wonderful? Honey, I haven’t done anything yet. But this will have to wait for another night, because I just remembered I must do something in a few minutes. In the meantime, tell Mikey up front that we have our new stripper, and he will have one of the girls show you the ropes. Got it?”
Puzzled by what he just said, it doesn’t hit me immediately that I got the job. That is until I walk back out to Amanda who looks thoroughly shocked, when she sees my dress and hair all messed up, combined with my smeared lipstick. “Oh my, what she must think of me.” I think to myself and then she just looks at me.
“He is so fucking hot! Please, don’t tell me that you just gave him a quickie. That kind of man needs to fuck you all night long.” Appalled by what she just said, I roll my eyes and say, “I got the job.”