Melissa sighed.
“Okay, give me the number. I’ll check it out.”
“Yeah!” Celine exclaimed before she hung up the phone.
* * * *
Thirty minutes later, as Melissa cleaned the apartment and restocked the pantry for the weekend, her cell phone rang. She didn’t recognize the number but answered it anyway.
“Hello, is Melissa there?” the person asked, and she didn’t recognize the male voice.
“Who is this?”
“Is this Melissa?”
She was getting annoyed.
“Who is this?”
“Um…I’m looking for Melissa. I’m a friend of Celine’s, and I used to know Melissa’s brother-in-law Mike.”
Oh crap.
“I’m so sorry, this is Melissa. I didn’t recognize your voice, and you didn’t identify yourself.”
“No problem. It’s my fault. I’m in a bit of a rush today preparing the restaurant for the crowd Saturday. Celine said you were interested in the position.”
“I may be. I kind of work at another place right now.”
“I know she told me. Charlie’s, right? I’ve known him for years. This won’t interfere with your schedule. It wouldn’t be all the time, or it could be if you like working for me. It’s up to you. The thing is, I need someone for Saturday night.”
“I’m sorry I’m working Saturday at Charlie’s.”
“I’m sure he can find someone to cover your shift. I promise it will be worth it. Celine swears by your abilities as a bartender.”
Melissa released a sigh. “Did Celine also swear by my body for this mysterious outfit I need to wear?”
He chuckled, but it sounded kind of nice.
“It’s really not a mysterious outfit. It’s a short black miniskirt, high heels, and a very unique tip-getting kind of top.”
“Oh, really? Like the kind where my boobs are about to pour into the drinks along with the liquor?”
He laughed again, and his chuckle was appealing. Oh my god, she was wondering what this Paul looked like.
“Listen, come by today and check it out. If you don’t like it, then don’t take the job. I’ll be here for the next two hours. Do you know where we’re located?”
“Yes, I do. Okay, I’ll be there in thirty minutes.”
She hung up the phone and wondered if she made a huge mistake. She prepared Tommy’s snack for nursery school, cleaned up, changed into a better outfit, then headed out to drop Tommy off and meet this Paul guy.
Chapter 4
“What do you mean you can’t work tomorrow night? I need you,” Charlie stated as Melissa fixed her lip gloss and adjusted her boobs in the three-sizes-too-small tank top she was forced to wear. The outfit at Paul’s wasn’t half as bad. It was just that the tank top literally showed off her whole stomach. The fact that her belly was pierced made for more tips, too. Guys liked belly rings. The outfit turned out to be not as bad as she feared. It was kind of cute, just like Paul, and it was black and purple.
“I have another gig, and the money’s really good. You know I need to take care of the family.”
“Shit, Mel! How much they paying you, and please tell me you’re not gonna leave here without warning me.”
Melissa smiled and then patted Charlie’s arm.
“I wouldn’t do that.”
“Good. Now, are we all set for your number at ten? I can’t believe that Lilly did this to me.”
“She got sick, Charlie. It happens.” Melissa fidgeted with the tie on the back of her apron. She was a nervous wreck since Charlie begged her to take Lilly’s place tonight. There was a huge bachelor party coming in and they expected to see Lola Lamore. Lilly owed her big time, too.
“I need you to pull this off, Mel. I got her wig, a lot of makeup, and everything you requested.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just be ready to give me a huge bonus for going onstage. I had promised myself I would never do this. So if you tell a soul, I’m going to kill you.”
“I promise that your secret will stay with me. You did this once before you know?”
“I was a background singer for the fifties night a year ago. It doesn’t compare to dancing in front of a huge crowd and a bachelor party no less. My nerves are getting the best of me and I feel like I’m going to vomit. Now let me get back to the bar. It’s getting crowded and Jerry looks nervous.”
Charlie looked toward the bar, and he smiled. Jerry, the other bartender couldn’t keep up with the drinks.
* * * *
Melissa started taking drink orders, and the guys loaded up the barstools. They were all gawking at her and flirting like mad. She did the same and continued flirting as her tip jar filled up to the rim.
Around nine o’clock, a large crowd of men showed up for the bachelor party. One look in that direction and she could tell that they were cops. The bachelor looked like he knew his way around a whiskey bottle and a woman’s body as his friends paid for lap dance after lap dance. The bachelor had a lot of money on him.
The sound of laughter caught her attention as five men gathered around the bar, making the current eight men who were already there leave immediately. It was as if these five men were important. Melissa froze in place the moment her eyes caught sight of them. Talk about huge, gorgeous men. These guys were eye candy and a half with their tight T-shirts, big muscles, and nice smiles. In an instant her nipples hardened and other dormant body parts awoke. Shit!
Things like this didn’t happen to her, so she ignored her gut instincts and walked toward them.
“Hey, fellas, can I get you something to drink?” she asked as she leaned over the counter to wipe it down and place five drink coasters on the shiny wood.
“Yeah, sweetheart, we’ll take five beers,” one big guy with brown hair to his shoulders stated. His hair was shiny and wild looking. It fell to his shoulders and gave him an animalistic kind of look. Tamable he wasn’t, so she looked at the other guy. He appeared just as wild as the first guy. Except this one had gorgeous brown eyes that appeared to sparkle in the low lit room instead of look dull. Oh well, wild and untamable was not a good combination for her unless she was into one-night stands. Arms like theirs around someone her petite size would feel amazing, she was certain. She walked away and began to fill their order.
* * * *
Logan was the first to speak to the bartender and place the order. Man, did she have a nice rack on her and an ass made for holding on to. He inhaled as she set the coasters down and when she turned to walk away. Her scent interested him, but there was a combination of perfume and numerous colognes around him. He stared at her as she made the beers. He watched as men flirted with her and she flirted back. She had an adorable smile and looked kind of sweet and innocent. But with a body like hers, she most likely was experienced. If not, he would love to break her in. It had been a while since a woman interested him and especially one that looked at him with big brown doe eyes and as if he was just another guy.
* * * *
“Hey, what’s up with you?” Vince asked Logan as he followed his line of sight. He, too, focused on the brunette. She had a great set of tits on her that made the word Charlie spread out across the front. The waitress taking orders had a smaller set of breasts on her, and the name Charlie covered her chest from rib to rib. This bartender was hot.
She returned, smiling wide as she clutched three cold mugs of beer in one hand and two in the other. The tank top showed off the definition in her upper arms. She definitely liked to work out.
“There you go, sweetie,” she stated, taking the fifty-dollar bill from Logan. That’s when they caught her scent.
Vince nearly growled, but Logan grabbed his arm and smiled at the bartender.
“Keep the change, honey. We’ll be here all night,” he told her, and she winked at him. Instantly Vince’s cock hardened and pressed against his zipper.
“I don’t fucking believe this!” Vince stated through their link.
“Neither
do I. She’s fucking incredible,” Logan added.
“Who’s incredible?” Sunny asked, joining them.
“Jake, Frankie, get over here,” Logan demanded, and immediately they gathered around Logan.
“Check out the bartender,” Vince stated, and his brothers watched as the bartender served some patrons at the other end.
“Yeah, she’s hot,” Frankie added.
“Get her to come back down here and you’ll know what Vince and I mean,” Logan stated firmly.
Frankie whistled loudly, and immediately the bartender turned toward them. She was gorgeous. She appeared to look annoyed at the fact that Frankie whistled at her, but quickly she gave that sexy smile and wiggled her way toward them.
* * * *
Melissa couldn’t believe that one of those big guys whistled at her like a dog. What the hell. Obviously good looks went only so far.
She approached them, and all five were staring at her. She had an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. These guys were way bigger than most cops she had seen around. They towered over everyone currently in the club tonight. She swallowed the feeling of intimidation and put on her best smile.
“What can I do for you, darling?” she asked just as the other bartender asked her a question. She turned her head, causing her ponytail to whip in front of her then back around.
When she turned to see what the guy wanted, he had a look of pure lust in his eyes. It was amazing and it gave her the chills. “What can I get you, honey?” she asked again as she stared into a gorgeous set of brown eyes. He didn’t answer her, so she looked toward the big guy with the brown hair to his shoulders.
“He’ll take another beer, doll.”
Melissa got him another beer then continued to serve the other patrons. The five guys remained crowded around the bar asking her for beers or shots, never leaving the spot. They were tipping well, so she really didn’t care. They engaged her in small talk and seemed really nice.
She absorbed their similar good looks and identical eye color. That’s when it hit her.
“Are you guys brothers?” she asked, but the music was too loud as the strippers took the stage and the bachelor had a front-row seat.
“What?” the one guy with the short brown hair and a solid, muscular body asked. He looked like he had been in the military.
She leaned over the bar, and the guy leaned over closer. Their heads nearly bumped, and they both laughed. Up close he was even more handsome. There was a look in his eyes that did a number on her insides. She wanted to ask his name, but then he would think she was interested. So far they hadn’t asked her name yet.
“I asked if you all were brothers.”
He held her gaze and inhaled as if he smelled her.
It should have felt creepy, but instead, her body seemed to react in its own way. She felt the sudden moisture against her folds. Holy fuck! This guy was so hot he could make her come just by whispering to her.
“Yes, we are,” the other guy answered, and she wondered how the hell he heard her when he was so far away. She had a funny feeling in her stomach and quickly looked toward the clock on the wall. She had to get ready for her set, and it took time to do the makeup and attach the wig. She’d better disguise herself well or one of these brothers was going to grope her on the stage. The thought caused a tingling in her belly.
* * * *
Logan watched as the bartender walked toward the end of the bar and spoke with another bartender.
“What do we do?” Frankie asked.
“Nothing we can do without scaring her,” Logan stated.
“How can you be so fucking calm when we just found our fucking mate?” Vince asked.
“Because we know she works here and she’s not going anywhere?” Logan replied, and Frankie looked down the bar for her.
“We should have grabbed her when we could have. She’s gone,” he replied, sounding annoyed, and his brothers all searched the bar for her.
“Fuck!” Sunny exclaimed.
“Don’t panic. She has to be around here somewhere. Do what we do best and investigate,” Logan added, and they all agreed to find out anything they could about the bartender.
* * * *
Logan and Vince were caught up in questioning Charlie, the owner of the place, when suddenly the main strip act was about to begin. Logan and his brothers joined the rest of the crowd as everyone pushed for a front row seat.
“I love you, Charlie!” the bachelor, Alex, exclaimed as he moved as close as he could to the stage.
“What the fuck is the big deal?” Frankie asked Alex’s partner and fellow cop, Ken.
“This dancer is special. She only performs once a month, or maybe two or three months could pass without her performing. The rumor is she’s in the witness protection program.”
“What?” Frankie asked then chuckled.
“I’ve got to see this.”
“I’m telling you, Frankie, once you get a load of the body on this blonde, you will be searching for a woman just like her and coming back here week after week.”
“She’s that fucking hot?” Frankie asked, and his buddy nodded.
The lights lowered, leaving a slight dim over the stage and nowhere else.
The announcer’s voice echoed over the loudspeaker.
“Gentlemen, Stiletto’s is honored to have a special guest this evening in honor of one of our loyal patrons, Officer Alex.” The crowd of men cheered and screamed as Alex sat holding the sides of his seat with anticipation. The sound of a slow drum beating in the background added to the anticipation of the announcement.
“Stiletto’s is proud to introduce for your ultimate pleasure this evening, in one of her rare appearances, Miss Lola Lamore!”
The audience roared with excitement as the drum roll began and instantly a bright light shined on Miss Lola from the breasts down.
“Holy fuck!” Frankie exclaimed and his brothers added similar comments.
They wanted closer and now regretted not moving in while they had a chance, but they were looking for their mate.
* * * *
Logan gave up trying to see around the crowded, dark club and instead focused on the voluptuous blonde on stage. She wore six-inch stilettos and had the most perfect set of toned, muscular legs he’d ever seen on a woman. The fire-engine red nightie and a sequin mask that only covered her eyes left just enough to the imagination. She was built like a sex goddess. The sheer nightie was decorated with sequins and light, fluffy fur on the edges and matched the mask. She stood with her hands on her curvy hips then bent forward as the music began. From there on out, Logan was in a daze.
“My dick is so hard right now, I think I’m gonna come in my fucking pants,” Frankie stated through their link.
The stripper reached for the pole, pressing her satin-covered pussy against it as she arched backwards in a very interesting and precarious-looking position without hesitation and with perfection. Her large breasts moved past the material, revealing just a touch of her deeper colored areola and more sequins.
“I just came in my fucking pants,” Sunny moaned.
The stripper slowly pumped up and down against the pole with one hand while she sucked and licked her finger as if she were sucking cock.
The crowd of men roared louder. As the beat of the music picked up, the stripper wiggled and strutted around the edge of the dance floor, letting men stuff bills in the elastic of her tiny string panties as well as the cleavage of her sexy bra. Logan noticed that the stripper covered more of her body than most but the men didn’t seem to mind. Him included.
She then made her way near the bachelor, who was so excited, he nearly climbed up on stage. The bouncer was going to stop him, but the blonde took complete control of the situation, knowing it was the guy’s bachelor party.
“I say if Alex tries something, we save the blonde and take her to her dressing room in the back,” Jake suggested, and his brothers chuckled as they watched the scene unfold.
; She kept him in control by grabbing a fistful of his hair and yanking him up onto the stage but making Alex remain on his knees. The crowd of men roared louder as she wiggled around him, barely touching his body yet eliciting moans and sexual innuendos from both Alex and the crowd.
When she stopped in front of Alex with her back facing him then bent forward, displaying her ass in his face, Alex roared. But he didn’t touch her. It was as if he was afraid to do it, and she was too hot for him to handle.
“Touch her!” the crowd yelled.
“Smack that ass!” they cheered, but he didn’t do it. Instead, the blonde slapped herself on the ass cheek then gave a light push to Alex’s chest, causing him to fall to the stage floor on his back.
The music continued as she did a sexy dance over his face and body. At the end she kissed her finger then touched it to his lip and chin. She was about to move away and the song seemed like it was ending when Alex grabbed her wrist.
“Wait,” he begged of her then reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of hundred-dollar bills. He began to tuck them into her waist then into her cleavage. He ran out of room but still had bills in his hand. She tilted her chin forward with her mouth open and took them from him with her teeth.
The whistles and grunts filled the air, and slowly she began to rise up and down as if she was dry-humping him. She seductively rubbed her hands up over her breasts then over the small knot that kept her little red nightie together. She removed the garment then wrapped it around Alex’s neck as a memento. Her breasts were completely exposed except for her red sequin-covered nipples. Her abs looked tight and defined, and the ruby-red stone in her belly button accentuated her curves. Rising, she sashayed away, stopping here and there for more patrons to hand her money. As she exited the stage, the crowd clapped and whistled, asking for more and for the blonde to come back again.
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