A Girl In A Man's World

Mysterious Man

As I step into the back room, Amber and Scarlett rush over to me. We were considered one of the iconic trios out of the club.

"Oh, my fucking god, you were so good. Honestly if I were one of those guys, looking at you dance like that would have made me burst! I'm not even lying, please teach me those moves. How do you even do that? Cherry, if I knew your moves, I would be getting all the fucking tips." Scarlett said with a giggle.

"Oh, my days, I'll help you out don't worry," I say as Amber and I clench our stomachs from laughter.

"Scarlett please seek some mental health. I can look up a mental hospital nearby, so you can get the treatment you need." Amber says with tears forming in her eyes as she struggles to breathe properly from all the laughter.

"Amber you're a bitch," Scarlett says whilst starting to laugh.

"Guys seriously, let's go out there. More tips! Also, there's some sexy guy out there. And guess which bitch is going to give him a little taste of this cherry?" I say excited.

"You're going to give him the sloppy shit, yes bitch! Me and Scarlett will make the volume louder, so you'll be able to do whatever you want. Start working that gag reflex because trust me, you're going to be taking a big dick tonight" Amber states, while jumping around.

"Thank you guys, you always have my back." I say with a chuckle.

"We'll always have your back bitch," Amber says.

"Ciao bella, unleash the sexy monster in you," Scarlett says as her and Amber walk towards the exit of the back room, to go and turn the music up. 

"Thank you!" I say as soon as they are about to exit. Time to find Mr. Sexy.

I walk out, going towards the table I saw him at. As I go past the corner, my eyes focus on his table. I sigh, realizing he wasn't there anymore.

Why did that have to happen to me? This man was so hot and honestly from the little I saw of him, I felt drawn to him. I wanted him. No, needed him. I wondered what his eyes looked like whilst I was underneath him, or how soft his hands would feel rubbing against my bare skin, or preferably, my clit.

I turn around, wanting to just end my shift today, and just say that I feel sick. I didn't want to hang around with old, foul men. My eyes remained on the floor as I massaged my forehead, walking towards the back room.

Suddenly, I bump into something, causing me to fall flat on my ass.

"You bitch. Watch where you're going." A hand reaches down, and I quickly grab it to get up.

"I'm sorry, I just came from the bar and I was too focused on my phone."

Relentless cold, grey eyes met mine. My breath hitches into my throat. I had never seen anyone with eyes like those. I couldn't stop looking at them, I couldn't take my eyes away from his. I could stare into those eyes forever.

"Are you ok?" He says with a slight tone of concern.

His words broke my train of thoughts. His height shocked me. My heels were five inches. My natural height was around five foot and nine inches, and he still managed to be a head taller.

"Yeah, I'm perfectly fine. I was just heading to the backroom. Didn't really feel up to giving any dances to the guys behind me. I doubt any of them could even afford it."

He laughs, "Well, I'm not behind you I guess," I smiled at that, "But is it ok if you give me a dance?"

"Yeah, come on." I was about to lead him to the personal lap dances section of the club, but he grabbed my hand. His hand fit perfectly around mine.

"Sorry, but we're not going to those rooms follow me." His hand still around mine, he leads me to this staircase leading down to the basement.

I hesitate, I needed this job, and I couldn't afford to lose it. I stopped walking, and he turned around.

"What's wrong?" he asked as his eyebrows furrowed together.

"I don't think we're allowed in there. The rooms up there are fine-"

"It's ok. Don't worry, we're a second away. This is for VIP guests. We usually only let dancers down here if they have around a year or two of experience, but sometimes earlier if we feel that they are ready."

I nod my head. Confused at who 'we' is in this situation. He carries on walking and I follow behind him, our hands still interlocked. We stop infront of a room with the words 'PRIVATE V.I.P' embedded onto the door. He removes his hand from mine, and enters the code in, 89452.

Wow.

We enter the room. Everything was either black or red. A black closet hugging the corner. There was a wine-red elegant couch, with small red lights positioned in every corner of the room lighting up the crimson stage. A pole sat in the middle of the room on the velvet stage. The walls were black, with framed pictures of girls in lingerie. He stood a foot away from me. I could feel his eyes on me, as I analyzed the room.

"So, what is this?" I asked as my eyes carried on scanning the room.

"Well, down here is another level where we have the prostitution section," he said in a hushed whisper, as I threw my eyes in his direction.

"Sorry I didn't sign up for that." I say inching towards the door we came from.

"No, no just wait. This is the prostitution level, but this room is never used since it can be only used by me. We keep the prostitution level down here so that we can keep it hidden away from the authorities. Anyway, I thought that you could give me the dance here. I was never implying for you to have sex with me."

I walked around the room. Taking in what he was saying. The clicking of my heels making their way back to him. Enticing him to want more.

"You said 'we'?"

"Sorry?"

"You said that 'we' only let some dancers here. Who is we?"

"Oh, I'm the owner of this strip club so me and my team would usually decide."

"Oh, that makes more sense. I don't want to sound rude, but I'll still get paid for this right, I mean I'm only asking since you are my boss, and you might be expecting me to do the dance or other stuff for free, just to show how much I appreciate you giving me this job."

"No of course not, you would still get paid for anything you do in here. And that's the thing, we can do anything in here, and since you are the stripper, you're in charge with what happens so that you'll be able to feel comfortable with whatever is happening."

"Anything I say goes? So, you don't have any boundaries?"

"I'm up for anything baby."

I smirk, staring deep into his deep grey eyes. They looked darker now. Almost like a storm was brewing.

"I guess get comfortable, take off your shirt or something. Oh, and also put some music on while you're at it."

"You got it." He said with a wink.

I don't care that I never met this person until only today, or the fact that I don't even know his name. All I cared about was that we were in this room and that we were alone.

This is going to be fun.

Author note: Hey guys, hope you liked this chapter. I promise you it gets JUICY next chapter.

Let me know what you think of this chapter.

Love you all. Ciaoooo