“If she loved me, then she would never have taken the control out of my hands. She left me helpless and turned to Rex, something I will never forgive her for.”
17
“I Don’t Mind”
Goldie
I was quivering from my fucking hair follicles to my lady folds to my damn toenails. I liked to believe I was some strong confident woman with the ability to go all secret agent on someone’s ass, but when it came down to it, I was more nervous than a teenage boy sitting next to a porn star.
Both Rex and Leo were in attendance tonight, shaking hands with members and enjoying the perks of the club. Rex continuously kept his eye on Mercy, which made me believe that maybe, just maybe, we would be able to pull off the phone grab. The only problem was, we had to distract Leo, so he didn’t see me grab the phone. The other problem was, I had no place really to stuff it, since I was wearing the outfit of a German milkmaid. Not my choice, by any means; the outfit came from the oh-so-cliché mind of Rex Titan. The man needed to expand a little on his fantasies, because they were as stale as the pantaloons hanging on his wall.
The girls’ show was over and Blane was getting ready to do his demonstration, but there was a period of time we had between the demonstration and now, a small time frame where we could possibly grab Rex’s phone.
Two of the members spoke quietly to Rex, and I could see him eyeing me with an evil thought in his mind. He was going to make me do something; I just knew it. From the sinister look he was giving me, I knew I was going to be called on.
Sweat trickled down my back as I thought about what was going to happen. What was the worst that could happen? I’d have to give a man a handy; that wasn’t a big deal.
“You ready for this?” Blane asked from behind me.
Startled, I didn’t turn around as I answered, “You can’t talk to me right now.”
“Don’t worry about it, Rex knows I have to communicate with you about the girls occasionally.”
“What’s happening right now? Are we going to have time?”
“We have to do it now, because after the demonstration, the members will disperse, and Rex usually takes off after that. It’s now or never, sweet cheeks.”
“Fuck,” I mumbled, as I felt my hands start to get sweaty.
Taking a deep breath, I grabbed Mercy and walked casually over to Rex, who was still talking to two of the members. I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to talk to Rex while he was with the members, but I didn’t care, I had to take charge and get this done.
“Hello, fellas,” I said with a bright tone.
Rex sneered at me, pretty sure I saw his lip quiver. While Rex was giving me the evil eye, the other two members looked Mercy up and down with appreciation in their eyes. Even in my ridiculous outfit, I was still getting eye fucked; I couldn’t imagine what it felt like to be Mercy, completely naked in front of all these people.
“Goldie, must I remind you not to interrupt the members’ conversations?”
Batting my eyelashes, I pulled Mercy forward and said, “Mercy and I have a surprise for you.”
This morning, I approached Mercy about surprising Rex with a lap dance. Of course, she was more than happy to participate. I showed her everything she needed to know in order to make a man forget his name during a lap dance. It wasn’t hard, especially if the girl was naked. A little bend here and a little touch there with a perfect hip swivel and the man would be putty in your hands.
“A surprise?” he asked, while eyeing Mercy up and down. I nodded my head, hoping Mercy would pull him away from his conversation. “Just as well, these two fine gentlemen were just about to go back with Bizzy and Eva. Blane,” Rex called Blane over.
Confidence exuded from Blane as he strolled over to Rex’s call, whipping a towel over his shoulder and placing his hands on his hips.
“How can I help you?” Blane asked, not portraying the domineering man I had come to know in the short amount of time I’d known him. He was different around Rex, and it was probably because Rex had Blane by the balls.
“Please set up Eva and Bizzy in the back; these two gentlemen would like to have some fun.”
The way Rex spoke made my vagina want to crawl inside itself. How was I ever attracted to this man, this creepy, manipulating man? It made me shiver just from the thought of being with him. I must have been pretty damn desperate for money, that and I guess I never really knew who Rex was until I moved in with him…well, temporarily took up residence in his house.
“Not a problem,” Blane answered, as he took off toward the room, calling Bizzy and Eva with him.
There was always intermission when it came to the events of the night. Rex allowed for members to take some of the girls to the playrooms, that way other members could take them back after the demonstration. It grossed me out, sickened me, to know these girls were being used like this, and I would be damned if Rex got away with it for much longer. This club was coming to an end tonight.
“Now, what’s this surprise?” Rex asked, while rubbing his hands together and sizing up Mercy and me.
Strapping on my lady balls, I smiled brightly and said, “Come, sit down for us.”
Holding in my revulsion, I grabbed Rex by the hand and guided him to a chair that would allow me access to his pockets from behind, it was the first step I had to complete in order to make this happen. Luckily, Rex let us lead him.
Blane came from the back just in time, and I nodded at him to start the music. With a wink, he went behind the bar and played the one song I knew would be perfect for a lap dance, the same song I played the first time I showed Kace I could give a lap dance, “Nasty, Naughty Boy.”
Casually, I walked behind Mercy while trumpets blared through the speakers, setting the mood. Rex’s eyes turned dark as I wrapped my arms around Mercy and brought her closer to him. Like we practiced, Mercy allowed me to move her with the music.
Sinking in his chair, Rex spread his legs and got in position for a lap dance. The man wasn’t stupid; he knew exactly what was happening.
I moved Mercy into the triangle zone of Rex’s legs, the perfect position to start conducting a lap dance, and like we practiced, Mercy leaned forward and placed her hands on Rex’s legs. Bending over her back, I moved my hands from her shoulders down her arms until I pressed against her forearms. From there, I came back up to move her hair to the side, exposing her neck.
Rex bit down on his bottom lip as he watched me feel up the apple of his fucking creep-ass eye. Poor Mercy.
Moving my hands back down her back, I backed away and slapped her ass, making the crack of my hand against her skin echo through the room. That was her cue. She turned on her moves and started moving against Rex’s body. She turned so her back was toward him, and with a bend at the waist, spread her legs and gave both me and Rex a view of everything she had to offer.
Why men thought the women’s genitalia was as coveted as the Holy Grail was beyond me. It was a bunch of folds of skin, gah; it wasn’t the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen. Mind you, Mercy had a very nice…vagina, but still, not my cup of tea.
Slowly, I worked my way to Rex’s back, while I gradually ran my hand along his body, so he knew I was still with him, still interested. Bending down, I kneeled on the floor and wrapped my arms around his waist, so I could continue to touch him, intrigue him.
Mercy snapped back up and then worked her hips down onto his crotch, while holding onto his legs. A small groan came out of Rex when she made contact with him. Hell, she was doing a good enough job I wanted to groan as well.
Sliding my hands to the front of his shirt, I started to unbutton it, exposing his skin. My hands gradually slipped in and out of his shirt, playing with his nipples and the goosebumps that spread across his body. I had to give it to the man, he did have a nice body. I wish I could say he’s like a flabby old man with sand dollar nipples, but damn, he had it going on under his shirt. It was annoying.