Don't Tell Daddy (18+)

Chapter One: The Client

Chapter One

I flashed a smile to a nearby client and swayed my hips, placing my hands just above my breasts and running them downwards. I saw the corners of his mouth turn up into a sleazy grin and turned slowly, making a show of dipping low and then standing again. I felt a hand slide against my thigh and whipped my head around again. He had tucked a bill into my garter and winked at me from behind his mask.

I smiled again and moved on to the next, leaving him behind. I did this several times throughout the night, never lingering too long on the same man. It was my job to make them want more and come back, not to satisfy them completely.

"Trinity, come here a moment." I turned my head to see my boss, Richard, beckoning me forward with a finger. I blew a kiss to the man I was dancing for and fell into step beside Richard as he led me to the back. "You want a bonus for tonight?"

I narrowed my eyes. "What do you mean?"

"I have a client requesting a private dancer, but Delilah quit on me. He's a highroller, we could use the money around here." I began shaking my head, ready to refuse him. "Come on, I'll give you four hundred tonight. We need more Class A clients"

Once we reached the back room, I wheeled around on him. "No. I don't do private dances. You should know that by now. I haven't done a single private dance in the three years since I have been here. Why would I start now?"

"Please, Trinity. I will give you the money and let you have a paid vacation. Just this once." I wanted to fight against him, I really did. I sighed and just shrugged. A bright smile covered his face and he clasped his hands together. "Thank you! You're my favorite employee, but that's nothing new."

I couldn't help but smile knowingly at him. "That's just because I'm the only employee you haven't fucked."

"Oh, shush." He said, his cheeks darkening a bit. "Nobody needs to know that. Anyway, he is waiting in the dance room. I really owe you one."

I shrugged again. "I guess I should head that way, huh?" Richard nodded. "Alright then. I want my vacation starting Monday."

"But-"

I cut him off with a smirk. "Do you want this client?" He just grumbled and narrowed his eyes a bit.

"You know I do." When I didn't respond, he sighed. "Fine, fine. Just hurry up and get to the dance room."

I couldn't help but give him a triumphant smile as I walked away. I made sure that my mask was secure and pushed my hair back out of my face so that I could actually see. I got to the room and opened the door, walking inside as seductively as I could manage, given the situation.

The man sitting in the middle of the room wore a black mask that covered his eyes and most of his nose. His hair was pulled back into a bun at the base of his neck, aside from a few strands that hung loose around his face. From what I could tell, he was well built. He was slim, but built enough that his muscles strained against his shirt.