Chapter 4

It was time for her to move to the satellite stage and do a song there. She felt bad about leaving her customer and was a little worried the next girl might shift his attentions but as she climbed up on stage and began to dance (topless again with only her g-string), she saw that her customer had moved once again and followed her to the satellite stage!

She was really happy about that and she made sure she thanked him with a hot, sexy dance. She was really getting into this and she loved the attention this man was giving her. This stripping thing was starting to be fun – something she never would have thought only a few minutes ago when she stood behind the curtain waiting nervously to go on.

When her last song was done, she climbed down from the stage and went over to the table her customer was sitting at. “I will be right back I just have to put these back on, :” she told him showing him her clothes. She went back to the break room and a moment later came back out. She didn’t want to keep her customer waiting anymore. She came over and sat down and Rachael came over to their table.

“What can I get you two to drink?” she asked.

He looked at Donna, “What would you like hon?”

Donna thought, “Can I have a glass of champagne? I do love the taste of champange.”

He looked at Rachael, “We’ll have a couple glasses of champagne then,” he said. She winked at Donna and went off to get their drinks.

As they waited for their drinks the two made small talk. She asked him why he seemed down in the dumps earlier. “It has been a hard day. I lost an account I had been working hard on. But then I saw you and you made me smile. Thank you Lexus for making me feel better,” he said.

Aww, you’re welcome honey. I’m glad I could help,” she said. They sat there talking and drinking tier drinks until she heard Angel’s name called to come out for another set.

“Well hon, I have to get ready to dance again. Will you wait for me?” she asked.

“I’ll be here. Or up there watching you,” he said.

“Good, I’ll be looking for you honey,” she said and as she walked around his chair, she let her hand drag across his chest and through his hair slowly.

Donna’s second set went better than the first. She had two other guys come up and slip dollar bills into her outfit, then her customer brought up another five and slipped it into her g-string when her second song came on. Again he followed her to the satellite stage and they took up where they left off when she had finished her three songs.

This time he had two glasses of champagne waiting when she got there and she smiled at him. “Thank you sweetheart,” she said. They talked a little bit more until just as a song came on she liked.

“How about a table dance honey?” she asked.

“Well how much is a table dance?” he asked.

“Ten dollars, baby, but I will make it a good one!” she said.

“I’m sure you will. Okay.”

Donna got up and began dancing for him. She ran her hands up his legs as she squatted in front of him. She moved around behind him and ran her fingers through his hair and down his chest. She shook her naked tits in front of his face just far enough away he couldn’t touch them. She played it up good and he definitely got his money’s worth.

After she finished her dance, he looked at his watch. “Well Lexus, I hate to but I should be going. Thank you sweetheart, for making me smile tonight. I am glad I came in here,” he said.

“I’m glad you did too honey,” Donna said.

“Tell me the truth, is this really your first time dancing here?” he asked her.

“Yes it is,” she said. She didn’t tell him this was her first time dancing anywhere!

“Well you keep doing it like this and you will be one of the best here!” he said.

“Aww you are so sweet!” Donna said and gave him a little kiss on the cheek. She got up with him and walked him to the door. She put her arms around his neck playing with the hair in back. “Will you come back to see me sometime?” she asked sweetly.

“You bet I will Lexus,” he said. Donna smiled and he turned to leave.

Donna went back to work and she did several more sets dancing for the men in the club. She was really enjoying herself too – a lot more than she ever thought she would. Rachael had been right, once she saw how the guys looked at her and wanted her, her confidence blossomed. That first day she did six or seven table dances, she was asked to sit at the table with four men, and she was tipped generously while up on stage.

Almost before she knew it, her last set of the day was up and she was done with her shift. She went back to the break room and changed out of her dance wear and back into her street clothes. She felt kind of funny ... kind of plain and ordinary in her regular clothes now. The glamour of her stage presence was gone and she was no longer Lexus ... she was just Donna Anderson again.

While she waited for the cab to arrive she counted out her tips for the day – she had made $425.00! When she got home, she took $125.00 of her tips and set it aside to pay back Mr. Hawkins. She put the money in a safe place under the bottom drawer of her nightstand where she knew it wouldn’t be found.

The weekend was here and she didn’t have to work again until Monday which was good. She found out the next morning that stripping uses muscles not an ordinary housewife knows about! Her muscles ached and she hobbled around a bit at first. James noticed her having a hard time.

“What’s the matter hon, you look all stiff and sore,” he said.

“Yeah I must have slept wrong or something. I’ll be okay once I get moving around,” she said. I’m going to take a shower and see if the hot water will help.”

“Okay hon, I hope it does,” he said.

Donna went into the bathroom and began undressing. She looked in the mirror and smiled remembering the night before and the fun she had performing for the men. She remembered her first customer and as she thought about him she ran her hands over her body and down her legs. She really did have fun yesterday and could hardly wait for Monday to come so she could get back out there again!

After her shower, she felt a lot better and by just moving around the house, her muscles worked out the kinks. She hadn’t spent so much time in heels her whole life and while some of last night was spent sitting down, a lot more had been on her feet. But knowing she had made so much money her very first night took a lot of that soreness away! A couple days of being a housewife and she would be ready to do it again!

Donna had been working at the club for about three months. She loved her work and she looked forward to the days when she could dance. She had paid back Mr. Hawkins within the first week and she had used some of her money to get a few more outfits so she could do more than the girl-next-door thing. She was getting herself a little following too – men came in expecting to see Lexus and she regularly found a place to sit while not dancing.

The money was very good as well. Donna wisely decided that she would set aside some of her money every night so that it wouldn’t look so bad when she and James paid the bills – a regular secretary didn’t usually make the kind of money she was pulling in! She had opened up a savings account and kept the bank book under the nightstand. Every few days she would stop on her way home and deposit the excess money in the account.

Yes, everything was looking up for James and Donna until one day when she was at work something happened to bring it all crashing down!

James had gone to work as normal that Wednesday morning and Donna had went off to another day of dancing. But when James got to work the boss was there to meet him and the other guys there at the trucking company.

“Guys, listen up!” the boss started. “There was a big lightning storm last night and our building took a hit. It knocked out the transformer to the building and fried our computers. So we are closed for a couple days while we get things back in order. You will all get paid vacation for this, don’t worry. Just come back Monday and we should be up and running again.”

James and a few of the guys talked about this and while no one was brokenhearted that they had to take a vacation, they were concerned that their jobs had been effected.

Then one of the men said, “Hey, who wants to go to the titty bar?”

A couple of them piped up excitedly and they coaxed James into going too. “Your wife is busy at work anyway – what have you got to rush home to?” So it was decided that they would all go have a couple beers before heading home.

Donna was just starting her second song when a group of men came in. Men coming in a group like that during the day was unusual, they usually just trickled in. But they went to a table near the back and sat down. Donna kept on dancing and one of the guys noticed her.

“Man that babe up on stage is hot!” he said. James attention was on the satellite stage and the blonde that was shaking it there, but he turned to see what his friend was talking about. Donna had her back to him that second so James commented “Yeah Tommy, she is pretty hot.”

James started watching her and from where he sat he couldn’t get a good view of her face, but she did have a smoking hot body! She was a pretty fair dancer and he watched as a couple guys went up to slip bills in her panties.

He got up and took a bill from his pile of dollars. He walked up to the stage and waited for the girl to turn around...

“DONNA!”

“JAMES! OHMYGOD!”

The secret was out! James turned around and stormed out of the bar while the other guys at work sat there slack-jawed ... too stunned to say anything. Donna turned and ran backstage and collapsed on the floor, bawling into the old sofa. Rachael saw the whole thing go down and she came in to see what she could do to help.

“Oh Rachael!” Donna sobbed. “This is just what I feared the most! This is why I was so worried about James finding out I worked here! Oh God, what am I going to do now?”

“I am so sorry honey. Maybe you should go home. Talk to him. Explain to him that you were doing this to help him and that you couldn’t find any other way. Explain to him that you are just a dancer, you are not having sex with anyone, you just dance,” she said.

“Yeah, I sure can’t dance anymore tonight,” she said, standing up shakily. Rachael helped her get dressed and called her a cab. When the driver came, she helped Donna to the cab and then flipped the driver a $20. “Take care of her,” Rachael said and the driver sped off.