“Thank fuck,” I responded, as I got off the ground and started stretching. I was getting tight from all the workouts I’d been putting my body through. “For all I knew, the guy could have a small dick and I would have to fake it for years.”
“You won’t have to fake it, that’s for damn sure.”
Interesting, I thought. My celibacy was bordering on a month now and I was about to combust. Every night when I was watching the girls dance and I was serving drinks, I got hornier and hornier. I started to think that maybe I was turning into a lesbian if I was getting so damn turned on just watching, but after learning the moves from Pepper, I understood that each move was geared toward enticing the members and fuck were they enticed.
When serving drinks, I always liked taking a look down at their crotches to see where their arousal state was at. Two nights ago, there was a man there that was actually pretty attractive, I had no clue who the hell he was, but he had one impressive erection.
Francy got up and tossed me a bottle of water. “What do you think girls? I think she’s ready.”
“You’re just saying that because you want off the stage,” I countered, as I took a sip of the cold water. Even though I was wearing next to nothing, I was hot as hell.
“No, I think she’s right,” Pepper added. “You’re nailing all the dances and I can’t lie, I think you’re looking better than me. You’re more than ready. I say we get her into the rotation, at least a couple of nights.”
“I completely agree,” Babs added. “Plus, it will be nice not to have to give a lap dance for one night. Lord knows, when you step in, I won’t have to do one for a while.”
“But don’t you want the income?” I asked.
The girls all looked at each other and laughed, as if I was missing something. “What? I don’t get it.”
“Lo, you have been here for what? Almost a month?” Pepper asked. I nodded. “Then you probably have more money in your bank account right now then you earned the last several months.”
“Wait, what?” I felt like I needed to clean my ears out because Pepper was talking like a crazy person.
“That’s a conversation you need to have with Kace. First things first, we need to get you into the rotation.”
“Well, you would have to talk to Kace about that one,” I said while playing with my water bottle. “He’s such a dick; he’ll never let me do anything other than serve drinks. For some godforsaken reason, the creepy piece of foreskin he is, he has some idea that I’m…” all the girls stiffened in front of me as my voice trailed off. I turned around and came face to face with a not-so-happy-looking Kace.
“Please, don’t let me stop your rant,” he said with his arms crossed his chest.
Speechless.
Mortified.
Red as a fucking beet.
“That’s what I thought. Girls, go get fitted for Saturday’s presentation. Lo, stay here. You have something you have to tell me?”
All the girls filed out, so much for all for one, one for all. They left me like a dangling piece of meat in front of a very ornery alligator ready to pounce.
Once they left, I turned and faced Kace who was wearing a pair of workout pants and a tight fitted T-shirt. He looked too damn good to be such an asshole.
“Now, what did you want to say to me?”
Mustering up enough courage, I crossed my arms, mimicking his posture and said, “I’m ready to be put in the rotation. I’m pretty sure I’ve proved myself enough; I know all the moves and I even have some of my own.”
Kace looked me up and down and said, “You’re not ready.”
Infuriated, I pushed his chest in anger and said, “Fuck you, I’m not ready. What do I need to do to prove it?”
Shock registered across his face from my push. Granted, he didn’t move, since he was a damn brick wall, but he was still shocked.
“There is nothing…”
“Sit,” I demanded. “Sit in one of these damn chairs and I will prove it.”
“Lo…”
“Sit! Damn it!” I might have lost it slightly, but I was sick of hiding on the floor and not being able to be up on stage where I belonged. I felt it in my bones; I was more than ready and I was going to show this dick on a stick that I belonged there.
He sat in the chair I pointed at and eyed me suspiciously. I grabbed the remote to the stereo and shifted to my favorite song. Christina Aguilera started to play through the speakers and I instantly felt like I was in my element.
“What are you doing?”
“Proving to you I belong where the members can see me. I belong in the spotlight.”
He was about to protest when I started unbuttoning my shirt. Today I wore a black one with black stilettos, which I am grateful for now because I could see Kace starting to squirm in his chair.
Christina’s voice rang through the room as I dropped the shirt to the floor and slowly started walking toward Kace to the beat of the music. The song was seductive and sexy, the perfect combination to show Kace what I was made of.
I stood in front of him and presented my body to him. His arms were to his sides, like the members were required, and he looked my body up and down, nodding in appreciation. Getting the go ahead from his nod, which was required for a lap dance, I continued to move forward. I took my index finger and ran the length of his collar bone as I walked around him, making sure to run my finger lightly across his back when I reached it and back around to his collar bone.
Once I got back in front of him, I turned my back toward him, giving him a great view of my thong-clad ass and bent down, running my hands down my legs and then slowly back up to the beat of the music. Once I got back up I twisted back around, bent over so my hands were on his knees and spread them, giving me the perfect triangle support to work on.
The music was incredibly slow, so it gave me time to gradually move my body, giving him an amazing show. I looked up and squeezed my arms against my breasts so he had a great shot of my cleavage, which he easily took advantage of while licking his lips. He was intrigued.
Working my head down, I did a body wave like motion, starting with my head at his crotch and then worked my way up his body so my breasts pressed against his chest and my hair brushed against his face. I felt him suck in a giant wave of air as my breasts barely skimmed his cheek. I had him.
I turned back around and lowered my butt onto his lap with my hands bracing myself on his thighs…his upper thighs. The minute I made contact with his lap, I knew I was winning because he was sporting a massive erection. I couldn’t lie, sitting on his lap was just as much as a turn on for me as it was for him. I hovered on his lap and worked my pelvis to the song. Slow rotations of my hips caressed his probing arousal, sending my nerve endings into high gear. I felt my breath start to hitch. I leaned back against his chest as my head rested on his shoulder and my hips continued to move. We were both breathing heavily as I continued to work him.
Desperately, I wanted him to move his hands across my stomach, pinch my nipples, and move his hands under my thong, but he wasn’t moving an inch. I grabbed the back of his neck and used that as support as I pulled myself off of him and then turned around, quickly settling back on his lap. I thrust my breasts into his face, letting him bury his head in them for just a second before I pulled away.
I used his shoulders as support as I started to rock back and forth on his erection. A slight moan escaped my throat, as I felt his dick press against my slick folds. Fuck, I was going to come from a lap dance, but I didn’t care. I was past the stage of horny and at the brink of my pussy turning into dust if I didn’t get any soon.
“Fuck…” Kace said under his breath as I picked up my pace.
His jaw was locked tightly as he studied my body moving up and down. His dick continued to press against me and seemed like it wouldn’t stop growing. Did all the men have massive dicks around here? I thought, as I continued to work him.