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*B is for Burlesque*
The tiny Burlesque hall was quiet. I knew that wouldn’t last long. The butterflies in my stomach should have been noise enough to fill the tiny room, but instead you could only hear the muffled giggles coming from behind the closed dressing room door.
On first glance, I thought the room was empty. The room was so dim.
My two new “co-workers” were sitting at the make-up table laughing in the candle light. Watching them rub their show lotion each other caused me to freeze in sexual admiration. Their skin glimmered like dew drops. The air was heavy with sensuality.
“Our customers see us in dim light, in only makes sense to get ready by the light of the candle.” She states matter-of-factly.
“Oh,” I mumbled.
“Lori, she’s shy. It’s her first night.” Kayde purred as she pushed her way from the vanity.
She traces her fingers down my cheek and asks, “What’s your name, gorgeous?” “Lacy,” I say in almost a whisper.
“Let’s get you ready,” as she grabs my hand. “WE go on third tonight.”
“We?” I squeaked. Wanting to sound confident and not the scared little girl I was, I restated more commanding, “We.”
“Yes, Darlin, WE.”
The jazzy music seeped all around me. I couldn’t help but feel just a little hypnotized. My body over-ruled my mind. As Kayde rubbed my glistening lotion on and helped me with my pasties, I found myself surprisingly calm and overwhelmingly eager. Kayde was tone and fit. Her muscles defined yet feminine. But, her hands. They felt like silk caressing my skin.
“We’re ready,” She declares as she places our feather boas around our necks. “Let’s make these boys cum in their pants.”
Tbe house band was playing Stray Cat Strut while we waited behind the curtain. Kayde held my hand and insisted that I would be great. I knew I had talent. I’d been in dance since I was 2. 19 years my Daddy sat proudly during recitals and competitions. He would kill me if he saw me now. Garter belts and thigh highs. Corsets and pasties. Fairy dusted skin and feathers. Damn, though, I felt fucking sexy!!
The band finished and dove right into our music. We were to dance to a montage of Big Bad Voodoo Daddy. As I parted the curtain, my feet froze as I saw the size of the crowd huddled into the small club. I made a quick prayer that their wasn’t a fire!
The saxophone resonated throughout. Kayde led the way and I feel into step instinctively. I could smell sex in the air. Testosterone mixed with perfume. Pheromone overload.
The stage was small, but large enough for the two of as long as we kept moving. The band was nestled in between the turns of the stage. Our poles, three of them, were evenly spaced. There were a few tables scattered in front of the stage. The beautiful people were out tonight.
My smile genuine as I moved through the songs. Kayde was beautiful to watch. She moved so graceful and yet commanding. The times when her hands touched my bare back or my leg, I momentarily lost myself in her spell. Honestly, she made me feel divine.
It wasn’t until our fourth routine, and last, that I caught his eyes. I could feel eyes on our skin the entire set, but I felt an unusual pull to the far left corner. He was handsome, no doubt. He had a drink in one hand but you could tell he’d been nursing it. The ice was melted and looked quite dis-pleasurable. It was the other hand that caught my attention.
He stroked his hard cock under the cocktail table. He winked and smiled at me as he squeezed a pearl sized dot of pre cum from his impressive shaft. I couldn’t help but watch him. Fortunately the rest of my dance had me facing the crowd. And it was then I finished my dance for him.
I moved seductively for him now. I removed my corset exposing my soft breasts and aching hidden nipples. As I unhooked my garters and Kayde rolled my hose slowly down, his hand picked up speed. She rolled and removed each hose as I sat in a velvet and ivory inlaid chair. I sat trembling in the chair exposed to her and facing him. She lays a soft kiss to the inside of my thigh as the lights dim, the curtain begins to lower, and the handsome stranger drips his cum from between his fingers.
The curtain down. The lights still dim. The crowd growls with appreciation. Kayde lands one more kiss on the other thigh as she slides up from between my legs, her pasties scrapping my scorching skin. She kisses the tip of my nose before helping me up from the chair.
“He likes you,” she says.
“Who likes me?”
“Our boss…”
WOW !! Keep writing your thoughts are HOT !!
very nice! u got talent kid.. ;^p
Why, thank you gentlemen, very much!
Ok, that was hot! Loved that he was the boss and your pictures were purrfect…
xxx
wonderful…..your a very good writer ya know…..
Tee-hee.
xoxoxo
Why, thank you Wolf!! Thank you for taking the time to read and visit!! Muah!
Ok you totally caught me of guard with the ending. Lovely write.
Awww, Mal, thank you!! I’m always happy when you like my stuff!
Biting my lip and squirming in my seat. Sensually explosive write~ xo
Your writings are incredible,NN - and so are yoiu.
fascinating
Thank you!