All Chapters of Lusting After Mr. Knight: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

After a long night in the hospital waiting room and several cups of coffee later, a doctor in his fifties with silver hair and glasses, finally walks out and tells me what is happening. “Are you Dani Robinson?” He asks in a very flat tone, while he checks his watch for the time.I raise my head and glance at him over the magazine to say, “Yes. Why?” In an apprehensive voice.“Your mother has had a heart attack and will need to stay in the hospital for several weeks if not longer. We had to open her chest and there is always the risk of reoccurring heart attack, stroke, or infection. The question is who will be paying for this? Our insurance department has informed us that she does not have any.”My heart sinks when I hear the news because there is no way I can come up with thousands of dollars. The only money I have is from my part-time job at the creamery down the street from here. If they made me a manager, maybe I could swing it, but otherwise not in a million years. Frown

Rolling my eyes, I turn to see an extremely handsome man with short, styled, black hair staring back at me. His eyes are so dark brown that it appears that they are black. Even though I usually don’t like men with a beard and mustache, he looks so hot with it, that I would melt in his hands if he touched me. This man oozes sex from every pore of his body. So much so, that when he accidently brushes my cheek with his hand, goosebumps instantly form on my arms. When I continue to stare at him, I notice that he glances down at my dress and just stares. Realizing why, I try to fold my arms across my chest, but he is standing so close, I can’t move without touching him. Admittedly, the reason why he is staring at my chest and licking his lips, is because my nipples are so hard that they are poking through the thin fabric of my dress. That I can’t help right now, because he has this strange effect on me and if he keeps standing there, I may do an audition right here for him. I must

Not knowing what to think, I find myself too busy worrying about having to walk out onto the stage and strip for a whole mess of perverts. So, as soon as the music starts, and I hear the rhythm and blues of Aretha Franklin, I strut my stuff out and start to do my thing without even thinking about it. It’s scary, but this comes so easy to me.While hearing “Today I Sing The Blues” In the background, I swing my body around the cold steel pole and straddle it. Then I grind my core against the slick metal up and down, till the man directly to the right of me cries out, “Oh, God baby. Let’s see it all. Please take it off.” By now, I feel numb enough to everything, that I stop thinking and just go on instinct.Rewarding the man with the jean jacket on and red hair for his attention, I slip down onto my knees and slide across the floor on my hands painstakingly slow. As I inch towards him, the other men start to yell, “Oh fuck no. Your mine and I have more money, baby.” While fanning

It is noon by the time I get to the strip club, as I walk right in to find Mr. Knight and thank him personally. After all, I can only assume he did it because he is the only one that knew of my predicament. When he overheard me talking about it, he seemed so genuinely sad that I hadn’t come to him and asked for his help.“Hey, sugar what are you doing here?” Mr. Knight yells across the room, before I can see where he is.I turn towards his voice, to see him sitting at a table in the back of the club. He gestures for me to come closer and then I see her. A tall, tanned blonde girl in her early twenties, she is sitting right next to him and has a smirk on her face as I approach the table. Of course, not being able to see her hands might be part of it. My mind goes straight to the gutter and the first thing I think of is that she is stroking his ego if you get my drift. I laugh to myself and think, “Wow, she is a real winner.” She even has that orangish tint to her hair that you

“Do you like?” He asks while cocking his head and raising an eyebrow. Glancing around the room, I note the various senators and congressman who are sitting at a long table to my right as we enter the room and then someone who looks strongly like an actress, I have seen in quite a few movies off to my left at a secluded table towards the back. She is dressed in a lengthy pearl colored dress that fits like a second skin and almost shows all of it too. Her plunging neckline shows more than a hint of cleavage as she bends forward to take a bite of her lobster.I certainly have never been in such a fancy place as this one, and I am sure glad that I didn’t decide to wear something less classy. Because honestly, I would have stuck out like a sore thumb in a mini skirt and a halter top. I turn to Mr. Knight and smile before we are led to our table by a man in a nicely tailored grey suit and sapphire blue tie. His hair is cut short, but you can still see hints of grey at the roots. When