Chapter 5

“Brenda, can I see you?” Roger asked as she walked past his office door.

“Sure, how much of me do you want to see?” She joked.

“All of you, naturally.”

Brenda walked into his office, taking off her Go Go Club T-shirt and her short mini skirt. “There, happy?”

“Very happy!” He grinned, admiring her slender, naked body.

“Brenda, you’re new here, so I’ll cut you a little slack. If you want to give a customer a lap dance to earn extra cash, do it on your break, after your last strip, before you wait tables, or when you’re finished for the night. I don’t want you to miss your schedule. You pretty girls give the horny men hope; they bring in the money through drinks and good tips for you.”

He stood from his beat-up, paper-cluttered desk and approached her. “Mind you, I could be persuaded to look the other way for certain favours.”

“Such as?”

Roger raised his eyebrows, showing her a condom. “You want a fuck? Unless you want to go to your knees and swallow,”

“I’ll take the fuck; just don’t take too long.”

“Fucking a tight pussy like yours won’t take long, especially doing you doggy.”

Brenda went to her knees, releasing his limp cock, and began sucking. “I want you and Allison to do another strip together. That sure was hot. It looked like you actually fingered the other’s pussy.”

“We did, though we were not supposed to.”

“Next time, pull down the front of her thong or sideways to let a few see your finger in her pussy.”

“Sure, you don’t want us to do a sixty-nine on the stage?”

“The crowd would love that.”

“Aren’t there supposed to be regulations about sexual activity on the stage?”

“Hell, you see all the fucking and cock sucking that takes place at the tables; why not on stage too?”

“You’d have to hire male strippers to fuck the females onstage.”

“Imagine the outcry if I had two male strippers, their hands inside the other’s pouch, feeling their cock, simulating or actually sucking on a cock?”

“I imagine the gay community would thank you for equal representation. I work the tables and see guys jerking of a cock or the odd sneaky blow job and swallowing.”

Roger opened the condom package as Brenda spread her legs and leaned over the desk. She rolled it over his hard cock and moved up to her.

“You’ve got a great-looking ass,” he said, squeezing one cheek, then spreading it. She felt the head probe her slit, the lips separate, and then enter her. He held her by the hips as he started fucking her. She braced herself over the corner of the desk as he continued on.

He rarely closed the office door so he could entice the strippers into his office. As he was fucking Brenda, he noticed Allison look in as she walked past.

“Allsion!” He said it loudly. She returned, entering the room.

“I see it didn’t take you long to fuck Brenda. What do you want, beside my pussy or mouth?”

“I want you and Brenda to do another strip together. The first one was so fucking hot. Several customers asked to see you both again.”

“I like it too, and we had a quick sixty-nine right after.”

“This time, when you have your hand inside the other’s thong, pull it down lower or to the side so a few can really see a finger inside your pussy.”

“That would be very sexy.”

Allison leaned toward Brenda, raising her head, and gave her a warm, soft kiss. She lifted her Go Go top, offering her right nipple to her mouth. She cupped her breast, feeling Roger’s thrusts through her mouth. She gave Brenda another kiss, then left.

“Roger, I’m late working the tables.”

“They can wait. You’re a good fuck; I feel you gripping my cock with your pussy muscles.”

“Do I have any restrictions on taking customers to the back rooms for a lap dance?” She asked, pressing her ass against him.

“No, except don’t be late for your stripper’s timing.”

He gripped her hips again, slapping his loins against her ass. “Here it comes, baby! Yeah, oh yeah,” he grunted, filling his condom.

He backed out of her and removed his condom. Brenda turned around, knelt, and sucked his cock clean.

“Thanks, Roger; all you did was make me horny for a good fuck without a condom,” Brenda said to herself as she went to the bar and got her drink tablet.

She went about her duties of taking drink orders, making her way to Wendy and Robert. They were heavily involved in kissing, with her dress open and his hand feeling her bare tits.

Brenda stood by Robert, allowing his other hand to go under her short hem. She spread her legs a little, his fingers probing her slit.