Taste Me

Eliza’s POV

“Bye sweetheart, be good!” I told Tammy the four year old that I babysit. When I go to leave the house I bumped into Derek, her older brother. He was around my age, maybe a bit older with brown hair, brown eyes and a bit of stubble. Under the right circumstances I’m sure he could be hot but he’s always been nothing but unpleasant with me.

“Sorry” I tell him. He scowled and walked off. Rude. I hurry down the road to reach the bus before it takes off.

When I get home Stephanie, my brunette roommate, is already there getting ready for a date with some guy she matched with on an online dating app. “You need to be careful,” I tell her, “there are lots of creeps out there.”

“Honey, you strip for a living, I’m more worried about you than me.” She told me. I stuck my tongue out at her and skipped to my room to get ready for work.

During the day I’m a normal nerd with long red hair, green eyes, a blessed body and big glasses. At night I’m Cherry at Five Cheers Gentleman’s Club. I throw my hair up into a high ponytail, put in some blue contacts and fix my face with a sultry shadow eye and dark red lipstick.

Fortunately I live close enough to the club that I can just walk there. After a quick stroll I reach the bouncer at the door. A tall, wide man with black hair and a black suit.

“Hey Paulie how’s business tonight?” I asked.

“Looking busy kiddo, go make some money!” He cheered after me. Some days I love my job.

I reach the dressing room and go to dress down when Tabitha walks behind me and slaps my ass. “Get ‘em good tonight, we have a full house! Some hottie is having a birthday party out there.” Sweet, birthday parties bring more money.

After I get set up in my heels, lacy bra and panties, I strut out there to the music. The lights are blinding as I make my way to the pool at the center of the stage. I dip down and slide back up with a small wiggle of my ass. I spin around and pull my long hair out of my ponytail to let it fall in waves behind my back. I turn around and grind on the pole while teasing my bra straps. By the time I pull my bra off dollars are already flying onstage. I fling the boob contraption to the side, go down and crawl my way to the edge of the stage where the birthday boy (or should I say man) sits. He had brown hair, green eyes, a strong body and smelled so good that all I wanted to do was breathe him in. I give him a grin and a wink and give him a personal lap dance. He tries to touch my bouncing breasts and I have to slap his hand away. “No touching big boy,” I whisper in his ear, making sure my breath tickles his neck. I turn around and bend over right in front of him to give him a front row view of my ass before the song ends and I walk back upstage to collect my money and walk off stage.

“That was great!” Tabitha yells, “and oh my god that dude was a total hottie!”

“Right?! Too bad he’s just another customer.” I reply.

I get myself cleaned up and redressed.

“Hey Cherry, got someone who wants a personal lap dance,” my manager Joe walks backstage to tell me. I nod and adjust my breasts before following him to the VIP section. I walk in the room and am surprised to see birthday boy and Derek. Fuck!

“Cherry right? I really like your moves.” Derek says, eating me up head to toe. Thankfully he doesn’t seem to recognize me.

“Hey doll, we both would like lap dances. But can you make mine extra special?” The birthday boy winks at me. I internally roll my eyes. They always expect something extra because they’re behind a curtain.

“I’m not sure how much extra you’re going to get, but like before, no touching.” I wink before I strut to the pole in the center of the room.

A slow and sultry song comes on and the lights dim even further. I spin around on one leg before sliding down. I slowly sway my hips side to side with the music before removing my bra, letting it fall to the floor. I stare into birthday boy’s eyes and walk his way, making sure there’s a swing in my hips. I climb on top of him and begin grinding. I take his hands and place them on my hips. They’re so cold it sends a chill down my spine. I shiver and throw my hair behind my back. Goosebumps rise on my arms and legs as I move to the music.

“You’re so sexy,” he whispers huskily in my ear.

“Thanks,” I tell him with a cheeky grin.

He smiles with his dimples, making me melt. I can feel him harden underneath me and I smirk to myself. Men, they’re all the same.

When the song is finally over I have to make my way to Derek to give him a dance. I slowly walk to him before straddling him on the couch.

“Damn, you’re gorgeous.” He tells me. I simply smile and dance, too nervous to say anything in front of him in case he recognizes my voice. He reaches a hand up and grabs my breast, making me moan. “Don’t touch!” I moan out as I slap his hand away. His eyes widen for a second and I’m afraid he’s realized who I am, but he doesn’t say anything. After a moment of nervousness, I continue my dance on his lap until the music finally stops.

Birthday boy walks up to me and hands me a business card, “give me a call, sweetheart.” He then winks and walks away. Derek stands up and looks down at me with his head tilted. “I’ll see you around, Cherry.” He murmurs with a smirk. I close my eyes and take a breath. I made it through the night. I definitely deserve a drink after work.

On the way out of the room I threw away the business card without looking at it.

A few hours later I finally make it to the bar down the street with Tabitha. As we walk in I hear someone yell, “hey Cherry!” I look to the sound and see birthday boy with Derek.

Oh shit. What do I do? He starts walking my way and as he reaches me someone taps him from behind, causing him to turn around. I deftly slide through the crowd and disappear. That was a close call.

“Damn, what are the chances?” Tabitha asked. I don’t know, but it’s crazy that I ran into him here. From where I’m at by the bar I can see birthday boy and the back of another guy who’s hauling Derek out. He’s probably trashed. If I’m lucky, he won’t remember anything, including me.

We stay until closing time drinking and dancing. Afterward, I make my way home and throw myself on the bed. Unfortunately, I have to get up to remove my clothes and makeup. Ugh. Tomorrow morning I have to go to Derek’s house to watch Tammy. Maybe after seeing that he doesn’t recognize me, this pit in my stomach will go away. I eventually close my eyes and fall asleep.