Hello, sexy

Damien Culhane spends Saturday nights in a strip club with three of his friends, Lucas, Brian and Charles. It was the only way they spent their time together on their busy schedule. They were all wealthy businessmen, so they hardly had time for impromptu and unnecessary meet-ups. Saturday nights were for making up for it to avoid breaking up the circle. They were tight friends, as good as brothers.

As they all chatted away, recounting their experience of the week, Damien found his focus on one of the strippers. From the VIP booth where they were, he had a clearer view. He watched her big ass vibrate along with the music, his eyes following every upward and downward movement in sync. She was twerking on the pole, and when she turned around, her boobs were bouncing along.

She was not exactly beautiful, but she was sexier than all the other strippers. Damien licked his lips. He had found a girl for the night.

"Damien! Damien! Earth to Damien!" It was Lucas calling.

Damien forced himself to withdraw his eyes from the stripper, and he turned to look at Lucas, smiling innocently. "Did you hear anything Brian just said?" Lucas asked with one brow up. Lucas was his best and closest friend among the three.

"Nah, what did he say?" Damien asked nonchalantly, his eyes returning to the hot chick he had spotted. All three eyes followed him to where he was looking.

"You have no shame, Damien." Charles said, chuckling.

"I know." Damien replied, grinning. "You wanna eye fuck her too, but someone has to be loyal to his girl." He added and winked at Charles.

"Shut up, bro. I am satisfied with my wife." Charles was fast to respond. He was the only one married among the four.

"All right, lover boy," Damien replied, smirking. "You should not be here, though, if you are satisfied."

"It is our thing. Do not push it" Charles glared at Damien.

Damien shot his two hands up. "All right, all right, I was just kidding."

"Ok, maybe we need to change location. We could spend our Saturday nights somewhere else other than here." Charles said.

"No way, bro!" Lucas replied, smirking. "No one told you to run off and marry."

They all laughed except Charles. "Come on, you guys should be considerate," Charles said, sighing. "She has started complaining about this.''

"Just tell her that you are simply hanging out with the boys." Brian suggested.

"Or we could just change the fucking location."

"We are sorry, man, we have been doing this for years. We cannot just change it because you got married." Lucas stated.

"Besides, we all look forward to Saturday nights because of this." Damien added, pointing at the strippers.

"Speak for yourself," Charles said. "It is high time you guys got serious with your lives."

Lucas frowned, shocked by his comment. "Whoa whoa, hold up, man. Just because we are not married does not mean we are not serious with our lives."

Damien laughed out. "Not everyone here is a lover boy like you, Charles."

"And besides you got bastard money. We got bastard money too. The only difference between you and us is that you put a ring on the finger of a woman." Brian added.

They all laughed, including Charles.

"So you guys will not agree to change location?" Charles asked again.

"No." Damien replied, his attention returning to the stripper.

Lucas stood up. He placed himself in front of Damien, blocking his view. Folding his arms, he said, "Could you at least pretend to be decent."

"I am in no way decent." Damien replied, shrugging. "Out of my way."

"I know, that is why I said pretend asshole. And no, I am staying right here. We were discussing something before we got disrupted, thanks to your lack of attention and eye fucking skills."

"That right there is his dinner. You do not wanna make him lose it. Trust me." Brian said, laughing.

Damien smirked, stretching his right hand and folding it into a fist. He gave Brian a fist bump.

"Oh, you know too well."

"You two are just shameless," Charles stated curtly.

"I know. You have said that before, my love." Damien mimicked the voice of a lady. He then gifted Charles with a wide smile.

"Grow up, dude!" Charles said, laughing. The other two joined.

Whistling, Lucas returned to his seat, a smirk appearing on his face. "Look, who is coming." He said, his eyes fixed on the entrance of the VIP. They all turned to look. It was Bella, she was skimpily dressed, and she was heading toward them, Damien specifically.

"My, oh my, this woman would go to any level into get into your pants again, look at those boobs, she did nothing to hide them even a little." Brian exclaimed, in a tone only they could hear.

"Shit!" Damien muttered and stood up, attempting to leave.

"Here you are, Damien! I have been looking all over the place for you." Bella squeaked. Grabbing his hand, she dragged him back to the couch and sat him down.

"What for?" Damien asked sternly, releasing his hand from hers but remaining seated.

"Huh?" She asked and sat down on the lap of Damien and wrapped her hands around his neck.

Damien stiffened. "You said you have been looking for me. What for?" He asked, his voice still stern.

"Come on, Damy, do not be like that." She purred, blinking her fake lashes repeatedly

.

"Never you call me that again." Damien said through gritted teeth. "What do you want, Bella?

Standing up from his lap, she turned to face Damien. "Damien, why do you treat me this way?"

"What do you want, Bella?" Damien asked again, ignoring her question.

Lucas snorted. "Is it not obvious?"

"You Damien, you! I just want you." Bella replied with a sulk evident on her face. "Am I not good enough for you?"

"No." Damien replied simply. Brian laughed out but stopped when Bella turned to glare at him.

"No? Why!" She screeched, staring down at Damien.

"Bella, I am getting sick of your clinginess, and I am beginning to regret fucking you." Damien said cooldy.

"Ouch." Lucas mouthed, and Charles made an effort not to laugh out loud.

"Please, Damien. Even if I can not be anything to you. I want to sleep with you. One more time."

"Bella, I do not sleep with one woman more than once. Forget it and forget me."

"Damien-"

"It was just a one-night stand, nothing more." Damien interrupted her. " I wonder why I even know your name, why we still see each other and why you are here right now."

With tears streaming down her face, Bella ran off. Not before saying, "Fuck you!"

"Now that spiced up the night, It was very entertaining." Lucas said, laughing.

"I just want you, Damien." Charles mimicked.

"Shut up!" Damien glared at Charles.

"Bro, just give her what she wants. Just fuck her one more time and get her over with." Lucas said.

"You know me well and know my rules. You fuck twice, and you land yourself into a relationship."

"A relationship is not bad." Charles stated.

"Whatever." Damien replied, standing up.

"Where are you going?" Brian asked him. "Are you leaving?"

"Yup, I got to attend to something. It has been long since I put the Fuck Hotel to good use." Damien said, winking. The actual name of the hotel was Grandees, the most expensive hotel in the state and owned by him. Fuck Hotel was what the boys called it because that was where Damien takes most of his one night stands too.

He bid his friends goodbye and left the VIP section of the club. Damien looked around, trying to find the stripper with the big ass. He spotted her at a corner near the bar.

He walked up to her with a smile plastered on his face. She was backing him. He cleared his throat to get her attention.

"Hello, sexy." Damien said, his voice hoarse. She turned around to face him.

"Hey." She replied with a sultry voice, accessing Damien from head to toe. Biting her lower lips, she decided that she liked what she sees. She smiled up at Damien. A seductive smile.

Bending down toward her neck, Damien whispered into her ear, "I know a certain hotel room that will be of interest to you."