by Jodi Olson
Realizing he’d only come into the library to see her, she broke into a wide, open smile. It wouldn’t be long until she would see him again. Her first dance of the night was going to make him beg for more.
He sat in his brother’s car, in the library parking lot, and glanced toward the glass doors. Neal was glad he’d gotten out of there when he did. He had been ready to grab her in his arms and kiss her. In the next few days, he was certain something would happen between them, and she would end up in his bed screaming his name. He ran the scene over and over in his mind, smiling as he drove toward the club.
*****
Leaving the library a little after four only gave Jennifer one hour to get home and shower before she had to be at the club. Tonight she would be meeting the other dancers. Maybe she would have time to ask them some questions for her book.
She arrived ten minutes before her shift started, and pulled into the only parking spot available. Once inside she saw the place was jam-packed. She didn’t see Neal anywhere.
Nathan came up to her and walked with her to the dressing room. Just as she was about to go in, two other dancers showed up right behind them. He introduced them: the first one, Cinnamon Creams was a tall blonde, and the other was a short redhead named Cameo. Cinnamon looked to be the older of the two, but she couldn’t tell for sure with all the makeup she was wearing. Neither one of the women seemed very friendly. She hoped that would change, or she’d never get the information she needed for her book.
When it was time for Jennifer to go on, the music changed as she stepped onto the stage. Glancing up, she spotted Neal behind the bar. She noticed he’d stopped what he was doing to watch her. His eyes followed every movement she made. Everyone was shouting out his or her drink orders, but he was ignoring them.
She stopped at the pole, leaning up against it, rubbing up and down, and spreading her legs wide. While still looking straight at Neal, she ran her hands up and down the inside of her thighs.
The music took hold, and her body moved slowly, her hips and breasts capturing every nuance of the music. She swayed, glided, and moved her hands, arms, and hips.
To tease the men near the stage, she lowered the straps of her top and teasingly pulling them up again. Jennifer did this several times before she finally kept both straps down. Her arms snaked to unhook the front of her top, yet she held it to her breasts, teasing them some more. The entire time her gaze stayed on Neal. She lowered one side showing just a little part of her breast then dropped it to the side.
After the top landed on the stage, she played peek-a-boo with the sides of her skirt pulling each side down a little, flashing the creamy skin of her hips, and then up again. She loved the reaction she was getting from Neal. He was wiping his face with a cloth with one hand and holding onto the bar with the other in a death grip. The skirt slipped down to the ground and then she kicked it back with her foot.
When she finished her strip tease, Neal noticed she was only wearing some red and black bow pasties on her nipples and a thong. He wanted to go and cover her up, but didn’t want to cause a scene. He didn’t like anyone looking at her like they could feast on her for hours. If anyone would be doing any feasting, it would be him. Watching Jennifer on stage made him so hard he was in need of a cold shower. It was a good thing the bar was high enough that no one saw the bulge in his jeans.
While Jennifer was getting dressed in the changing room she overheard the two strippers talking. Cameo, was telling Cinnamon that Neal had already asked her out and she’d said yes. They both looked at her, giving her fake smiles. She wondered what had their panties in a knot. Maybe they were jealous because of all the whistles she’d received or something else she didn’t know. She was too exhausted to find out. All she wanted to do was get home and crawl into bed.
She walked past the bar, headed straight for the door. Jennifer was just about to get into her car when Neal ran up behind her.
He tried to turn her to him, but she jerked away. “What’s wrong Jen?
“Nothing! Go back in there. I’m sure Cameo is looking forward to her date with you.”
Neal pulled her into his arms and kissed her, opening her mouth with his tongue. Their tongues met, kissing as if they wanted to devour each other. He didn’t care about anything right now, only her sweet kisses, not knowing why he needed her as much as he needed his next breath. His fingers brushed over the side of her breast, and he heard her moan. Knowing she wanted him as much as he wanted her made his cock so hard he ached. He wanted to fuck her right here in the club parking lot, but he would wait. Their first time together would be special and he wasn’t willing to do it just anywhere. She was extraordinary and deserved to be treated no other way.
Neal broke the kiss and helped her into her car, promising to see her - soon! The rest of his shift went by in a blur. The bar was busy the rest of the night and he really enjoyed some of the stories the men told him, but he couldn’t keep his mind focused on anything but Jennifer. During the night a couple came in, asking if one of the strippers could teach his wife how to give a lap dance. He had to tell them no.
It was around three am when the two brothers finally arrived home. Neal was exhausted; he took a quick shower and crawled into bed. The cool sheets felt so good against his nude body. The last thing he thought about was Jennifer’s kiss as he drifted off to sleep.
Three
When Neal walked in to his brother’s office he found Nathan working on paychecks. “Hey bro, what’s up?” I heard you wanted to talk to me.”
Nathan glanced up from his paperwork. “Well, I’m starting a lady’s night here once a week. In fact, tomorrow night is the first one. What do you think little brother?”
Neal shrugged; marketing wasn’t his area of expertise, but he did like ladies. “Sounds like a good idea.”
“With several girls gone now, I need some way to bring in new customers. We haven’t been doing so hot lately and it’s showing on the books. At least it was that way until I hired Jennifer. Damn, bro, she is hot. The men love her. Did you know several men have asked me already if she would give them lap dances?”
Neal’s mind wandered while Nathan was talking. He wanted to tell Nathan he thought Cameo and Cinnamon were trouble and the other girls probably quit because of them. Even though Nathan was his brother, he didn’t think it was his place to say anything. Besides when had Nathan ever taken his advice? But there was something about those two that bothered him. “What did you say about Jennifer?
Starting over, Nathan only said, “Some guys…” before Neal realized what Nathan had said.
“You’re not going to let her do any lap dances, are you? She isn’t like other dancers. She wouldn’t be able to handle those men if they touched her.”
Nathan stared at Neal, is he falling for her? “Have you seen how crazy the men are for her? She’s a draw - what this place needs. It will be her decision. I’m not going to stop Jennifer if she wants to do lap dances. Besides it will bring more money into the club. Oh, by the way, for the lady’s night, you are going be the first stripper of the night. Then I’ll have five other men on after you. You’ll be a big hit.”
“Are you fucking nuts? No way in hell, am I getting out there and taking my clothes off on stage in front of a bunch of screaming women.” He slammed the office door on his way out. He didn’t see Cameo standing there until he almost knocked her down.
*****
Cameo stood, one hand sexily placed on her hip, as Neal walked past. She ignored his frustrated look; she ached to fuck him. She had wanted him from the first day he entered The Swollen Pussy Club. I know he’s got the hots for that little brunette bitch, but nothing is going to stop me from getting my man, and I always get my man.
Cameo knew Jennifer was close, she could smell her. That awful vanilla scent Jennifer wore made her want to gag. She couldn’t sneak up on anyone with that smell surrounding her. Now was her chance to put on a show. She grabbed one of Neal’s hands and placed it on her right brea
st. With her other hand, she reached down to the front of his jeans and gave him a squeeze. “Sugar, I see you’re really excited to see me, how about tonight you fuck me on that antique dining room table your brother has at his place? Last night we must have done it in every room and in every position imaginable. You are so hot.” She glanced back at Jennifer and snarled. “Do you mind? You’re interrupting us.”
Before Neal could say anything Jennifer was gone. He took Cameo’s hand and squeezed it hard with the urge to break it. “If you ever say shit like that again, I’ll make sure my brother finds out it is you that is driving away the other strippers. I’m sure you and Cinnamon have had a lot to do with them all quitting. Also write this down in that pea brain head of yours, I am not interested in you or your fake boobs. What you have between your legs, even a skunk wouldn’t come near that.” Before he turned to leave, he noticed Cameo’s mouth drop at his remarks. He hoped he could get to Jennifer before she left the club.
He ran to the front door of the club and spotted her still standing by her car looking through her bag. Within seconds he was standing beside her, but she tried to avoid looking into his eyes, turning her head to the side.
“Jen, I want you to know something. I haven’t dated or slept with Cameo or any other woman here. I have no desire to be with her. She’s just mad because I won’t give her the time of day.”
Jennifer cocked her head, her silken brunet tresses cascading over her shoulder. “We’re not dating. Why would I care who you’re dating, or even who you’re sleeping with? Now I really need to get out of here. I’m late for an appointment.”
“You’re not leaving just yet.”
Neal pulled her into his arms before she could protest. Being as close to him as she was, he felt her nipples harden. His hands moved from her back down to her ass, giving a gentle squeeze, pulling her even closer to him if that was possible. Knowing she could feel his erection bulging inside of his jeans, pressing against her stomach, he whispered in her ear. “I want you, only you.”
First he kissed her lips. Then he made a trail of scorching kisses down to her neck. He caressed her with his lips causing her to moan. He felt her body flame as he moved his mouth to her shoulder. His hand moved under her shirt, and stroked her belly. He felt her tremble. His fingers trailed along her bare skin, caressing every inch of her as he moved up toward her breasts. The little white t-shirt she had on gave away the fact she wasn’t wearing a bra.
Lightly touching her hardening nipples his thumb began stroking her softly and she moaned again.
Neal didn’t care that anyone could walk by at any moment and see them. Sliding her shirt up higher and higher exposing her breasts, he moved his mouth to her nipples. Her breasts were beautiful, and his tongue explored the pink peak of her nipples, until he heard her cry out.
Neal heard Nathan call out from the club doors. “I hate to interrupt you two, but it seems you have an audience.”
Neal turned around to face his brother after lowering Jennifer’s shirt. He spotted Cinnamon and Cameo peeking out a small window. Jennifer was the only one who held his interest, so he felt a need to make it clear to both of them. Turning back around to face her, he reclaimed her lips, crushing her to him. “We are not done baby. There will be more to come. Are you going to be here for lady’s night tomorrow?” He’d dance but only if she were coming. His brother would have to find someone else if she wasn’t going to show up.
“Yes, I’ll be here. Several women in the library said they couldn’t wait for tomorrow night. Some even mentioned leaving their husbands at home so they could get wild. With six men stripping, I’m sure there will be a full club tomorrow night. Now - I really need to leave. I have a million things to do today.” She stood on her tiptoes, gave him a quick kiss on the lips and left.
He watched her drive off, and then turned around and walked toward the club. Damn Nathan for interrupting. Almost - almost...
*****
Jennifer arrived at the club just in time to grab the only seat available. Lucky for her it was close to the stage, exactly where she wanted to be. This was a first for her. Well not really, if she counted the one time she went to her friend’s birthday party. The girls had a stripper come to the house, but since she kept her eyes closed most of the time it didn’t count, at least not to her. She did remember the stripper dancing very close to her face and covering her eyes, but that was it.
The lights went down and the music started. She couldn’t see anything. Women were already screaming and she had no idea why, since the place was so dark.
Jennifer saw the first dancer come on the stage, his head bowed, his legs spread apart and his arms behind his back. Suddenly a spot light illuminated his body. She saw his hands shake, he must be nervous as hell. The dancer look up and immediately looked around the crowd until he spotted her. Jennifer was surprised to see it was Neal; she had no idea he was one of the dancers tonight.
Her heart started to race and she screamed. Where the hell had that come from? She had no idea. He started dancing, making his way off the stage to stand in front of her. Jennifer sat in the middle of four beautiful women. Why, oh why, was he singling her out? The other ladies were much prettier. The one on her left, she looked more his type.
Neal gyrated to the music, getting in her face. Jennifer was having trouble breathing. His burning gaze slid down the length of her body, and Jennifer tuned out everyone in the room. The women were going wild; one yelled at her that she was so lucky. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up to join him on stage. She couldn’t move, remained frozen, until finally, what the hell and she followed him up on stage.
He strutted around her, gyrating his hips as he moved up behind her. Neal was standing so close, Jennifer could feel his erection and his warm breath across her neck. Stroking slowly with his fingers, he caressed up and down the length of her arms several times. She tingled all over and didn’t want him to stop touching her. Just when she remembered where they were, he moved to the front of her and grabbed her hands with his. When she looked in his eyes, she saw they were filled with unadulterated lust.
He placed her hand on his chest, and Jennifer felt his heart racing. He whispered into her ear, “Meet me outside in fifteen minutes.” Then he took her hands and placed them along the waistband of his pants. “Pull them, now!”
She didn’t know if she could, in front of all these women who still continued to scream. With one quick pull the pants came off. Oh My! He had on the sexiest pair of briefs, black with a red tongue and the words Lick here in bold lettering.
She slowly made her way back to the table and slumped in her chair. She was in desperate need of a cold shower. As she drank her ice water she wondered if anyone would notice if she poured it down her blouse to cool off.
*****
Neal stood outside waiting for Jennifer to show up. He couldn’t believe that all those women were screaming for him. A few tried to give him their phone numbers, but he wasn’t interested. The only woman who interested him was Jennifer.
She walked out of the club right on time. He couldn’t wait to take her to his brother’s house where they would finally be alone.
He held open the car door and ushered her in. “Let’s get out of here. I want you all to myself, with no distractions this time.”
Once he was in the car he pulled her into his arms. His finger tenderly traced the line of her cheekbone and jaw. “Do you know how beautiful you look right now? Did you know that when I came to the library, I didn’t come for any damn book! It was to see you. I had to be near you and I couldn’t think about anything else, but being inside you.”
Jennifer closed her eyes and he felt the shiver run through her body.
“Jen, are you cold? I can turn up the heat if you want me to. He reached for the knob to turn it up.
“No, I’m not cold. Take me to your place. I need to touch you and I can’t do that here.” She spoke in a weak and tremulous whisper, while her fingers touched his lips.
/> It wasn’t long before they pulled up in front of Nathan’s house. As she exited the car, he glanced at her legs; she had on black stockings to match the black dress she wore. He felt his jeans getting tighter. “Let’s get into the house before I fuck you right here in the driveway,” he growled. Jennifer gave him a shy smile and offered her hand. He took her hand in his and walked her to the house.
He wanted her so bad his hands were shaking. It took forever to open the front door. Once inside, he helped her out of her coat, placing it on the chair closest to the door.
His fingers tore at the buttons on his shirt, and having removed it, he revealed his muscular torso once again to her. As his shirt fell to the floor, he caught her gazing at him.
He pulled her into a passionate embrace, first kissing her eyes, then the tip of her nose, and finally he brought his lips down on hers. She returned his kiss with equal enthusiasm. Placing her hands on his chest, she caressed him with her fingers, making his muscles tense. Her simple touch aroused him beyond anything he’d ever experienced. The feeling was more than he could handle. He didn’t know how much more he could take.
He wanted her out of her dress and his hands reached around her back and started to lower the zipper. Halfway down, it fell to the floor in a heap around her feet. She stood there naked except for her thigh high black stockings and stiletto heels. When he recovered from the shock of finding her completely naked under that fancy dress he broke into a wide grin. His hands roamed intimately over her breasts. One hand slid down her stomach to the swell of her hips, then lower to her inner thighs, finding her clit. His thumb began rubbing her, while one finger slid into the folds of her sex. Hearing her soft moan, his mouth covered hers hungrily, wanting more.
He picked her up in his arms and carried her to the old antique dining room table, gently placing her on top. She moved her fingers toward the band of his jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them, pulling them down over his hard firm ass, past his thighs. He wasn’t wearing any briefs, and her eyes grew wide when she saw his long, thick cock.