Addicted To His Temptation #5

A Strippers Epiphany

So, I'm thinking of deleting A Cold Story and doing the story below. I'm stuck so what do y'all think.

I have uploaded this story btw.

This will also be updated when finish the chapter to Exhale.

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A Strippers Epiphany: One
"no shame in her game"

"Honey, you're on!"

Honey took another look in the mirror. Her hair was curled, going everywhere. It was something only her mother could tame. Her light-brown skin was shiny with oil and lotion. She remembered to moisturize since she saw Big Poppa almost fire one girl for being ashy, saying he didn't accept no girls that didn't care about their look.

The pink, silk fabric that barely covered her breast was sexy in Cherry's words but it looked too skimpy for her nineteen year old body. She rubbed her hands and breathed out.

"It's been fifteen minutes already?" Honey asked.

One girl danced for fifteen minutes. The DJ would introduce, play some music, and you'd dance. At least, that was what Big Poppa told Honey. She prayed it was that simple.

"Yes, get out there before Big Poppa gets mad. Good luck, girlie." Cherry said as she pulled Honey from her seat and walked to where the curtain to the audience was.

Cherry was the only white girl in the club, but she didn't pay any attention to it, it never bothered her.

Honey breathed in before walking onto the stage. She smiled - like Big Poppa told her -as the crowd clapped.

"Now, lets welcome Miss Honey to the NUDE family better than that." The DJ spoke.

Honey smiled after the claps stopped, the lights dimmed, and the music started.

She slowly walked around the poke seductively. Once she had her ass facing the crowd, she wrapped her leg around the stripper pole as high as she could get it. She made sure it was tight and secure before she twirled around it. She watched as the crowd of man and woman threw money everywhere.

She tugged at the strings on her small skirt before it fell, revealing her thong. Honey went slow while dancing, she wasn't going to get fully naked. She even told Big Poppa that, his reply was "it depends on what the audience wants."

She worked around the pole until she was sure she had been dancing for a good ten minutes. She reached behind and slowly pulled the string around her neck, just as the DJ started talked.

"Let's get a round of applause for Miss Honey. We enjoyed your dance, baby girl." The DJ sent Honey a wink while she picked up her money.

Big Poppa was known as twenty-two year old, Darius Wilson. He loved woman, and their body, so he chose to start a strip club where he was surrounded by woman everyday. The brother was handsome, and he knew it so he knew just the right way to talk his workers into giving him some. About a couple years ago, his father died, leaving all his money to his youngest son who made Club NUDE happen instead of becoming a lawyer like his father had told him in his will.