Private Dancer | Falice

Losing Control

Alice and FP kept the contact between them pretty low the last week. Not because they didn't think of each other, but because it was too easy to fall back in the attraction they both knew was there. He had promised to visit her at her performance so that was what he would do. It was going to be very hard to keep control looking at her barely dressed, but he just had to.

They would definitely see each other for some fun game nights since this connection was something that both kept them sane at the moment. He was looking forward to see her, even when he became a master in pushing that feeling away. 

Luckily work had been busy so he had a good distraction instead of having her naked body constantly in his mind. Sometimes the imagine of her would find its way into his head at night, but he tried his best to push it away. The memory of them sleeping together was something he didn't want to forget, but fantasizing about her when they just agreed on being friends didn't feel right.

That night he sat at his usual spot all by himself, waiting to admire Alice in her show. When he looked around the bar he saw a lot of desperate men, ready to give her all the cash they had with them at that moment.

He didn't know how she did it, but every Friday she seemed to be having a whole other show, but always teasing everyone just enough. All he could do was stare at her and give her a soft smile every now and then.

The way her body curved and how she almost fully undressed herself was something that drove him insane. She really was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. The moments she was close to him she challenged him by throwing a piece of her clothing his way, which made it even harder for FP to contain himself.

To his surprise there was something different this time. Or actually, it was back to the way things were before. The last month she hadn't taken someone to her room, but now she did. He could see how she walked over to that man, and dragged him backstage with her hand wrapped around his tie.

He followed every movement, feeling his heart sink a little knowing what was about to happen. Maybe he wouldn't have come if he knew that he was going to see this. But at the same time it wasn't his place to even have an opinion on this. It was her job. It was nothing serious.

That night he was driving back to his house, but it felt weird not having a conversation with her afterwards. He missed the laughs they had together, even though it might have been better that day. She just brightend up his week enough to make it bearable.

FP made an U-turn to drive back towards the south side, remembering that she lived on Sunny Side Trailer Park. Even if it was just for a short time, he badly needed to see her. 

There was something else than his sanity that drove him to the south side. He should have gone home and leave it alone, maybe see her tommorow to catch up, but the imagine of her just kept spinning in his mind.

Before he knew it he had knocked on her door, her innocent eyes looking in his brown ones just a few seconds later. A broad smile appeared on her face when she saw FP standing in front of her. She was just wearing her silky pyjama's that ended just over the curve of her ass.

''Can I come in?'' He asked almost shyly. Now he was standing in front of her he suddenly didn't know what to say anymore, which was crazy since their conversations always had been easy going. 

''Well, only because you asked so nicely.'' Alice teased, not hearing the nerves in his voice. After she stepped aside to make room for him to come in she immediately walked over to the kitchen to pour him a drink. He gladly accepted it while he sat himself down on her couch.

''What brings you here? Not that I am complaining.'' She sat down next to him, taking a sap of her drink. In all honesty he didn't knew how to answer that. It was a feeling that brought him to her trailer, not because he wanted to discuss something. He just felt the urge to see her.