
Between Lust and Love (Erotic)
Jewiljen's Stories · Completed · 41.8k Words
Introduction
She hasn't seen his face, not even once, because he always wears a masquerade mask when she dances in front of him. She needs to give him a good show to warm his night just by dancing.
Just watch, no touch, that's it!
Does she have the right to fight how he feels about him if their agreement ends when the woman he was supposed to marry returns?
Chapter 1
She was wearing a red bra, trying to cover the entirety of her healthy breasts. Only about half of her breasts were able to be covered by her bra. A sexy red lace panty was also the only thing she was wearing below. Her hips swayed, following the slow and sexy beat of the music. She practiced those dance moves many times. She was flirting while dancing.
In front of her was a man, sitting while watching her dance. She couldn't see what he looked like because he was wearing a masquerade mask. He always wears a sweatshirt with a large bunny print in the middle.
In terms of his physique, she estimates that the man is in his early thirties. As usual, he was motionless while watching her.
She turned her back on him. Her hands went to her back so she could unhook her bra. When it was removed, she raised one hand, holding her bra, and then waved it in the air, then threw it on the floor near her client.
She slowly faced the man while covering both her breasts with both arms. She saw his reaction. He seemed to swallow a large lump in his throat. One hand went to his chin while not taking his gaze away from her. The only thing she could see were his eyes.
Her only job is to seduce him and tease him with just dancing. She is not obliged to show her naked body, but she just needs to tickle the imagination of her one and only client. She bit her lower lip and lay down on her apparent stage while not removing her arms from her chest. She opened her thighs as she lay down, enough for him to peek a little at the gem hidden there.
The music stopped and it only means one thing. She's done for the night.
She immediately took the large piece of cloth she had prepared to cover her body after the show that was on the stage floor. She covered herself, especially her bare chest. She stopped looking at the man and went straight to the restroom inside that room. She feels very dirty every time she finishes dancing. She has been doing that for five months. She also has only one customer.
She is Samantha Custodio, twenty-four years old. She was eighteen when she worked as a waitress in a bar owned by her gay boss, Bryce, better known as Diva. He gave her a job when she and her mother left her stepfather. Her mother's partner tried to rape her, so her mother stabbed him. She doesn't know what happened to her stepfather after that night. They traveled to Manila from Olongapo. They fled their home before her mother got arrested.
Her mother used to sell comfort in Olongapo. An American customer got her mother pregnant, and she was the result. She didn't know her father because her mother had only slept with him once.
She says she looks like her father. She has a pointed nose and long eyelashes. She was always called a doll in their school before because she had a beautiful face. Her shoulder-length blonde hair is wavy; that's the natural color of her hair. Her mother stopped selling her body when she became pregnant. Her mother worked as a saleslady in a small store while she was pregnant.
She was ten years old when her mother brought a man to their house and introduced him as her stepfather. She didn't have a good feeling for the man, but she didn't say a word. The guy became a good provider for them, but he sometimes touched her arms and hands with malice. She did not tell her mother because she saw that she was very happy with him. She was the one who voluntarily avoided her stepfather so that there would be no trouble. Her stepfather paid for her education and treated her so special that her mother thought it was a father's love.
When she turned eighteen, he gave her presents almost regularly. She refused all of his gifts, and every time she does that, her stepfather gets angry.
One night, when her mother was away, the man became presumptuous. He pulled her into the bedroom when she was left alone with him. Abruptly, she kicked him in the middle of his thighs, so she was able to run to the kitchen, but he got even madder. He pulled her hair, trying to drag her back inside the room again.
Her mother caught them in such a situation. She tried to remove her partner's hand from her daughter's hair, but the man pushed her to the floor. To his surprise, her mother suddenly approached her stepfather again and stabbed the man in his belly.
Her stepfather let go of her hair and cried out in pain. She even saw blood flowing down his belly. Her mother quickly pulled her away, and they couldn't take any more belongings. Her mother just took the money from the man's wallet, and they hurriedly left their house.
They ended up in Manila with nothing but themselves. Diva saw them sitting on the bench in the park. He was a gay man who still dressed like a guy, but you could tell right away that he was not straight. They must have looked so pitiful because Diva went to them to give them food and interview them. Her mother told him the whole story.
Diva said it was a good thing that he and his boyfriend were looking for a maid, so he offered her mother to work with them. They immediately agreed, and she decided to also help her mother for free since she would also live with the gay couple together with her mother.
The couple's house was so big. Even though Diva is gay, he doesn't dress like a woman. He still looks like a guy, but his fingers are flapping. His voice is also very gentle, almost like a woman's voice.
Diva soon gave her a job as a waitress at the bar owned by his boyfriend. Many sexy dancers were dancing on the stage, and she found out that some of them were going out with the customers.
The women were not forced to go with the clients. It was their choice. Going out with the customers is no longer included in their work as bar dancers. The customers of the bar are obviously wealthy because the bar is exclusive to members who pay membership fees every year.
The couple has two maids, including her mother. She sleeps in the morning because she works at night as a waitress.
She did not expect that one day they would rush her mother to the hospital. It was a mild stroke. Diva paid for the hospital bill until her mother was released. Her mother could no longer move, so she was always in bed.
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