When we first arrived at his place, he unlocked the front door and turned on the lights before I ever realized how big it was. In the dark, I couldn’t tell that this used to be an old warehouse. However, as we moved around the apartment to turn on all the lights, I got an eyeful the moment it was all illuminated. It is quite amazing and decorated with beautiful paintings, from many different art styles. I hardly would have guessed that he is a fine art collector, by his clothing and the people he associates himself with.Feeling his hands slide up the outside of my lower legs, I see his eyes peek up from between my feet. Deciding to do this the “right way” this time, his words not mine, he is taking tonight nice and slow. Cradling my foot in his hands, he leans down and licks my arch. When he does this, I nearly shiver from the strange sensations it creates in me. No one has ever touched me like he has before, and this makes me start to wonder if he does this with every woman.
It’s Saturday and I am on first tonight. When I hear the music playing loudly and the men screaming for me to come on out, I smile seductively and slink out onto stage in the pussycat outfit that Brandon picked out for me today. “I think that you will be the cat’s meow and make everyone purr tonight in this little thing.” He said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice as he dangled the one-piece black furry thing in front of my eyes.There is barely anything to it and if he expects me to be able to strip tease out of it, he has another thing coming. It is skintight and it’s made of spandex. The worst part was that when my eyes bulged out as I stared at it, he said seductively with promise in his voice, “I could always come up on stage and rip it off of you if you want?”Right then and there, my mouth dropped open and he said, “Hm. I can think of one thing to fill that sweet mouth with right now and he is starting to get ideas.” As he looked down at his stiff cock and then began to ru
“Amanda, I don’t know what to do? I know on one hand it is a good thing that he has discharged my debt to him. However, on the other, I ache for him endlessly.” I pause and wonder if I should say it before sighing and finally telling her the truth. “I think I’m in love with him.” Hearing those words come out of my mouth is a death sentence, because loving a man like that is surely a recipe for disaster and I know it.I always knew I loved him, but telling Amanda makes it so much worse somehow. Maybe, because it makes it real and that is scarier than anything I can think of. When I told my ma, it wasn’t the same for some reason, or at least it didn’t feel like the end of the world at the time.“Well, I could have told you that. I just didn’t want to say anything until you had come to terms with it. See, I recognized all the signs from when I fell in love and now you are going through the same thing. I am so sorry, Dani. He’s not the type of man you had envisioned yourself with
“What are you doing with my date?” I glance at a woman in her twenties with bleach blonde hair and green eyes that would normally be pretty, but tonight has caked on makeup on them.She looks like a whore he picked up on a street corner and that makes this all feel even worse by the minute. If that is the type of woman he usually hangs around, I might have to get checked at the doctors on Monday. Who knows what kinds of diseases I may have contracted by sleeping with him?Trying to find a way out of here before this whole thing escalates, I look past Amanda and then see a back exit to the alley. “Come on.” I yell at Amanda, who in turn takes my hand and we head towards the door.Hearing her behind me starting to yell, I try to ignore it the best that I can until I feel a hand on my shoulder. I immediately look back with my right fist closed and ready to hit someone. As I turn around, I see Amanda next to me and Brandon standing directly in front of us. When he motions for me to
“What did you just say to me?” I ask as I find myself completely dumbfounded by this.Hesitating, he sighs and then says it again softer this time, but clear as day, “I love you.Hearing this, I take a few steps towards him and then cry out in an accusing voice, “You claim you love me after you bring a whore to the club, just so you can fuck her afterwards. How does this make sense in your mind?” Pausing, I stare at him while waiting for an answer.Sounding pained, he replies, “Dani, just never mind.” And then his voice trails off and he closes his eyes for a second.“You are right. Get out of here before I get my hands on you again, because this time I am not leaving without you. There are so many things I want to teach you, but you obviously have no idea just how bad I can be.” He states with a smirk on his face and a hint of danger in his eyes.As I stare at him in shock, he demands loudly again, “Get out before I change my mind.”Deciding that I had better make my move, I open
Point B just happens to be the strip club. If he had gone anywhere, I assume it was there. Matter of fact, I don’t even have a clue why he was at the nightclub in the first place, when he should have been at work instead. As the cab pulls up to the entrance, I spot Brandon driving out of the parking lot in the opposite direction. Feeling downtrodden now, I sit there staring at the taillights of his car as he speeds down to the intersection. “Great, now what?” I say to myself while still in the cab.The driver glances back at me insistently, and then asks, “Are you getting out? Or are we going somewhere else?”Noting that it is closed, I check the time and realize that it is past midnight already. Sitting there, I decide where to go next and then state, “2297 E. Bellamy.” Before I sit back and relax for the remainder of the ride as he pulls out from the curb.Hoping that Brandon is going home, I cross my fingers and wait until we get there to even open my eyes again. I must hav
“Would you like some breakfast?” He asks me while holding up a piece of toast and smiling? This morning has been interesting already. Not only did he refuse to touch me last night, but this morning as soon as he opened his eyes, he bypassed me and came downstairs to make breakfast. When I walked down the stairs, I heard him making happy noises in the kitchen and thought it was very odd to hear him so cheerful.I have never heard him this way before. Is it possible that I have been misjudging him all this time? Could he be different than he portrays himself to be at the club? All these questions run around my head as I sit there just trying to figure out what gives.Cocking my head, I smile and answer in a soft tone of voice, “Yes, please.” Before he hands me a plate with eggs, bacon and hashbrowns on it. The eggs are sunny side up and the bacon done just right, not too crisp. When he hands me the piece of wheat toast, I notice that he has already spread strawberry jam on it.
“So, you never did tell me why exactly you fired me that night? I have always been curious about that.” I cock my head and ask as he starts to fidget in his seat uncomfortably at the table.It has been a week and since then he has asked me to move in with him. The problem is that I will have my mother to take care of soon and if I leave the house abandoned in the meantime, I am afraid of what might happen while I’m gone. So, for at least the time being, I will be staying put. That doesn’t make him the least bit happy, but he has gotten me to stay several nights a week at his house as a compromise.“Well, you see.” His voice trails off and then he swallows hard before continuing, “I was jealous. Every time you got on stage and those guys saw you naked, I struggled to not strangle them all. That night when you lost all your clothes on the stage, I couldn’t take it anymore. I knew that if I didn’t do something to put an end to it, I would be killing every man who stepped foot in t
“Did you find a piece of paper that may have fallen out of my jacket pocket?” He asks hesitantly before climbing back onto the bed and running his fingers up the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. Glancing up at him, I swallow hard before answering flatly, “Yes. I threw it away because I called her and found out it was some chick you used to dick. I made sure she knew that you were married. Honestly, I shouldn’t have had to be the one to say this to her. You should have.” Sighing, he looks away into the corner of the room before he replies in a whisper, “I have always thought that there was something else she wasn’t telling me. When I found out she was pregnant, I needed to know. However, I will never completely know the truth now because I can’t contact her without that number.” Angrily, he looks down at me and then asks while sounding disgusted, “Why didn’t you just wake me up and ask me? Don’t you trust me? I mean, so many men touch you on that stage. The way you acted la
Waking up in Brandon’s arms, I find myself wondering how I am going to balance between being Mrs. Knight and yet still stay true to myself. After all, I have found out that my needs have changed, and I often wonder if I am not becoming a completely different person because of this stripping experience. Could it be that it has changed me beyond what I initially thought it had?While I lay here, I listen to Brandon’s soft snores before I climb out of bed to go to the bathroom. On the way, I glance at the mirror and am shocked at my appearance as I scamper past in hopes of making it to the bathroom in time. I must have drunk so much last night that I didn’t remember the rest of the night. Either way I look like hell and admittedly have even lost some weight over the last several weeks.As I rush to the bathroom, I stare at a small piece of paper poking out of his jacket and it makes me curious. So, after I finish my business and wash my hands, I tip toe back out and look over to wh
After watching the first girl go on while sitting next to Macy, I decide to find Brandon and ask something that has been bugging me. Remembering back to when I found a box in the back of the closet with another woman’s name on it, I couldn’t stop myself from wondering if there was another woman in his life? After all, why would he keep a box hidden in the closet? I can’t let it go or it will eat me up inside. Especially, after the display tonight.Walking up to the office, I hear him on the phone, so I quietly open the door and enter before shutting it behind me. Looking up from his desk, he fakes a smile as he begins to yell at someone on the other end, “How dare you? I paid for that. How can you just not deliver something I have already purchased and paid for?”I can already see the upset look on his face as he squints and then runs his fingers over his furrowed brow. Saying one more thing before he slams the phone down, “Just get it here, now!” He glances up at me and state
After what seems like hours, Macy finally spills the whole thing. “So, you met him here two weeks ago?” I ask excitedly to find out about her mystery man. “Well no. I met him here a couple months back when he handed me a couple hundred-dollar bills and asked to fuck me out in his car. I quickly turned him down and said that it is not how things work around here. Afterwards, he kept coming around every night and watching me like I was his prey. It was creepy, but I enjoyed his generous tips. Three weeks ago, he stopped coming around completely. I had briefly wondered what had happened to him, but when he pulled up next to me while I was walking home from work about two weeks ago and offered to give me a ride home, I finally accepted. After all, it was downpouring. That night, I asked him in for coffee and then one thing led to another, and we fucked. Well, I may or may have not forgotten to wear a condom.” She says with a guilty smirk on her lips and then runs her fingers o
“Dinner tasted so good. Thank you, sugar.” He says sweetly after we clean up the table.“Thank you. I think the goulash tasted especially tasty tonight.” I remark as I glance over at him and wonder if he really meant what he said earlier.Knowing that this is something to not be taken lightly, I tread carefully as I ask, “Did Macy say how far along she is?” While secretly wondering if there was something she didn’t tell me.Shaking his head, he replies hesitantly as he puts the remaining contents of our meal in the fridge, “No, why?”Running my fingers over the dark wood of the top of the chair, I state, “Oh, nothing. I just wondered how long we would have to wait to find out the sex of the baby.”Shrugging his shoulders, he states, “Well, lets go find out. I left my phone up in the bedroom. Shall we?” before gesturing for me to go ahead of him.Turning to him, I slide my hands up the length of his chest as I wait for him to lean down and kiss me on the lips. Gazing down at me
When I finally wake up after such a long nap, I realize that it must be dinner time because my stomach is growling so loudly that it wakes up Brandon. “Woah there.” He jokes as he sits up and rubs the back of his neck gingerly.“I feel like I could sleep for several more hours, but I am famished.” He adds before smiling like a Cheshire Cat and looking me up and down.Now I don’t know if he meant that he wants food or more of me. Unsure, I ask hesitantly, “What exactly are you hungry for?” as I wink at him.Cocking his head, he seems to think about it for a moment until he leans forward and whispers in my ear, “You of course, but my stomach begs to differ.”Giggling as he runs his fingers softly across my inner thigh, I move quickly towards the robe that is hanging on the closet door. As I climb off the bed, he firmly grasps my wrist before he pulls me to him and kisses me hungrily. Eventually, he lets go after a minute so I can make dinner.Watching as I pull the white, plush rob
After bringing me inside, he ascends the staircase to take me to the bedroom. On the way, I wrap my fingers around his neck and begin to plant soft kisses on his jawline while matching every step he takes. He has such a serious look on his face that I can only imagine what he is really thinking at this moment. When we get to the bedroom door, he kicks it open before he carries me into the room and then throws me down on the bed with such force that I nearly bounce off the side. “Whoops.” He says quickly as I recover my balance and sit up on the edge of the bed.Watching him move as quickly as possible like a thief in the night, he hurries to unbutton his white dress shirt and unzip his black pants as he stumbles around and nearly trips over his own feet. Laughing, I wait until he is done before asking sarcastically, “Did you enjoy yourself? I know I did.” As soon as I say it, he cocks his head as he gives me a dirty look before pulling his boxers off and exposing his substantia
A few minutes later, as Brandon turns me around to kiss me, I feel his phone buzzing in his dress pants pocket. “Perfect timing.” I state under my breath as he pulls it out and looks to see who it is.Showing me, he asks curiously, “Why is Macy calling me?”Shrugging my shoulders, I watch as he answers the call and then hear her talk when he turns the speaker on. “Brandon, is Dani alright? She hasn’t been answering any of her calls from me and I am worried right now. I need to talk to her.” She says quite frantically while the tone of her voice rises higher and higher.“Macy, she is right here. Hold on. Alright?” He states flatly with a hint of sarcasm, as he rolls his eyes at me.Not knowing what is wrong, I clear my throat before stating sadly, “Macy we are at my mom’s funeral. What can be so wrong?”“Oh, damn. I have the perfect timing, don’t I? I guess this can wait until later then.” She says as I hear the disappointment in her voice.“No, just tell me. We are standing
On the day of my mom’s funeral, I stare out at the rain while the water slides down the windowpane constantly like a river that is never ending. Standing behind me, Brandon has his fingers laced with mine as his arms hug me tightly and he lays butterfly kisses down the back of my neck softly. I close my eyes for a split second to try and stop the tears from flowing because I know damn well that if I don’t, my mascara will run. It is bad enough that it is time, but when I found out two days ago that I am completely barren, my whole world was turned upside down. Apparently, as the good doctor said it, “Your female productive organs are almost nonexistent.” is the nice way of putting that I am so messed up inside a baby could never be conceived.From what I understand, the reason why my period disappeared is the fact that I have no eggs to reproduce with. “Sugar, we must go. This is something we should not be late for.” Brandon states softly in a saddened tone of voice as he releas