The bouncer gazed at her for a little while and couldn't help but notice she kept looking back from where she came.
He took a look at the area where she was staring at and saw some guys who had stopped after sighting her with him.
“Go in, take a right and knock on the red colored door. The manager would give you the details.”
“Thank you.” Mia's breathless voice replied as she walked into the club.
The moment she entered, she took her time to observe the club. There were two female strippers dancing around a poll right under the large disco ball and a group of men of about different ages watching them.
Some were bathing them with huge bills, others were sipping their drinks with girls on their laps. Mia, who entered the club with the excuse of trying to get a job, gulped when she saw what strippers do.
“What the…” she spoke nervously, “I never knew stripping could be this weird.” Mia said to herself. She wasn't able to see the face of anyone because the blue light in the room didn't let her.
Shaking off the fear because of her brother's bills, she made her way to the office of the manager according to the direction of the bouncer.
“Come in!” A female voice spoke from the other side of the door.
Mia took in a deep breath and exhaled before going into the office.
“What are you here for?” Mia was still standing by the door when the woman's voice jolted her back to reality.
She went into some kind of trance after seeing the manager's features.
“Damn, she looks manly.” Mia said in her thoughts.
“I'm his…re for the wo…rk.” Mia stammered as she didn't know what exactly to say so as not to offend the woman. Her body was masculine. A punch from the woman along would send her into a coma.
“Hmmm…” She crossed her hands and pressed her lips in a thin line, “What work exactly?” Her raised brow and questionable gaze made Mia shiver.
“The stripper job. I saw the signboard outside.” As much as it was heavy on Mia's tongue, Mia felt like she had no choice. She had to do this for the one she loved, her brother.
No way she was going to beg her friends for such an amount of money.
“Okay then.” The manager pushed the table, and her height left Mia in awe.
“Why am I being hunted by huge people tonight?” Mia gulped as her thought reminded her of the encounter between the huge man she had punched and the bouncer.
The manager moved in what seemed like slow motion as she approached Mia, who stood her ground but was terrified at heart.
The manager scanned with her eyes the front view of Mia, then went to her and moved close to Mia in a way that made Mia uncomfortable.
Suddenly, the manager placed her hands under Mia's boobs and raised it upwards to gauge its weight.
“Hmm.” Mia winced at the awkward situation.
“Are you scared?” The woman's thick voice tickled Mia's ears.
“No!” Mia's tiny voice responded to the woman's question. She had never been touched in such a way by anyone, and this was making her extremely uncomfortable.
“Good.” The manager's short reply came at Mia's hearing.
Just when Mia thought it was over, the lady grabbed her butt and then slowly moved down to her thighs.
“Perfect, then, you're hired.” The woman said, and Mia felt her heart leap for joy. It would have been a shame if, after all these touches, she didn't get the job.
“Thank you so much, ma'am, when can I start?” She asked.
“Strip!” Her words weren't a request as the woman moved to a locker where she brought out stripper clothes.
It was a black flare leather shirt which wasn't even up to the length of Mia's thigh, black net legging, black leather crop top that showed her Cleavage, black knee-high boots.
“Try that on, and you can go out there.” The lady was no longer focused on Mia but on the papers on her desk.
Mia was about to leave when she thought of something and turned back to the woman.
“Please, can I get a mask too? Is it okay?” She asked because, she couldn't want anyone to see her friends.
“Open that drawer. There are a few there. Pick your choice.” The manager asked without even looking up at Mia.
★★★
Meanwhile, Taylor drove the guys to the club, which he had suggested.
“Aren't we there yet?” Mark and David asked out of boredom of being in the car for too long.
“Almost. Like I said, it's new and of course only top guys like us go there.” Taylor stated proudly.
“And what do you do for a living?” Victor teased Taylor.
“You can call me a flirt.” He answered back and even though he was driving, David and Mark could see the grin on his face.
“Well, I'm getting bored so you better reach there on-time or forget about us going to the club.” Mark said in a serious tone.
“Aye, aye, sir.” Taylor answered with an excited look.
Soon afterward, they arrived at the club. They packed in a very good spot and made their way to the entrance of the club where a bouncer stood.
“Good evening sirs.” The bouncer greeted them, “It's nice to have you here again, Mr. Taylor.” The bouncer kept a straight face while talking.
“Yeah, it's great to meet you too.” Taylor brought out some money from his pocket and handed it to the bouncer before walking in to join the others.
“What took you so long?” Mark asked and Taylor explained everything.
“Let's go to the VIP lounge!” Taylor yelled due to the loud music in the room.
“Okay.” Mark and Victor said at once as they followed behind Taylor.
The VIP room was covered with curtains as usual, and they had a private stripper show which was exclusive to one person.
“Victor, please come with me, I want to show you something.” Taylor spoke with a grin.
“What now? Are you bent on frustrating me?” Victor furrowed his brow.
“Just come with me, we'll be quick. Brother, enjoy the drink, Victor and I will be back soon.” Taylor dragged David out of the VIP lounge.
“What was that for?” David asked with a frown on his face.
“He needs a woman, and if we keep staying around him, he won't get one tonight.” Taylor clarified it.
“If you say so, what do we do in the meantime?” Victor watched Taylor with a not so happy gaze.
“We observe. I told the manager I needed someone beautiful and curvy, Mark likes such women.” Taylor had a grin that Victor couldn't quite understand.
A bottle of tequila and vodka was placed in the VIP room and Mark, not wanting to think about his current situation, began to drink.
He was already halfway through the bottle when a beautiful young lady walked in. She wasn't too tall, but she had the body of a goddess.
“Hmm.” Mark smirked, already half drunk.
The lady who had just walked in was Mia. After putting on the clothes given to her by the manager, she was about to step out when the manager called her attention and asked her to go to the VIP section. That was why she was there in the first place.
Mark observed the girl's movement and even if he wasn't a committed member of the club, he could tell she was an amateur.
Her steps were slow and sensual and watching her didn't only fill his eyes but increased the burning desire in him. It has been a while since he had a woman. His wife doesn't let him have her.
He stretched his legs out and relaxed on the count as he tried to see her face through the mask. Then he looked around, but neither his brother nor his best friend was to be seen.
“She has the body of a goddess, why not try her out.” Mark slowly slipped his drink, while drinking.
He brought out his phone and called Taylor.
“Hey bro, how are you enjoying over there?” He screamed through the phone because of the noise coming from the music played.
“So this is your doing?” He asked, almost laughing.
“Common, one time won't hurt. Besides, you don't know her.” Taylor said over the phone and hung up.
He was in a tight spot, but his desire got a better of him. He looked around and there was no one there. Not a sign of Taylor or Victor. Truly, it was a trap.
Mark was this interested because he couldn't remember the last time he had intimacy. Ever since his wife started her nasty behaviour, she always came back home drunk and couldn't perform her duties as a wife or mother. He was silently starving.
The thought of it made Mark angry. He took the glass and tried to down the drink at once.
He shook his head and kept an eye on the girl in front of him. She seemed young, her hips, and thighs exposed made him long for her even more. The only person who was able to tempt him this much was his wife.
Sure, he was rich and handsome and many girls threw themselves at him, but none was capable of driving him crazy until now.
Mia, on the other hand, tried her best to impress. She did as the manager had told her. She only danced from what she saw the other strippers doing.
“Dance to impress, sway those hips.” The manager's voice came to her head. If she was going to get paid just by doing that, she didn't mind at all.
She rounded the poll and slowly zigzagged her way down. All this time, her eyes were on Mark, who was just busy drinking and staring at her.
“Be comfortable, be comfortable.” She whispered to herself when she saw the man who hadn't made a move all this while staggering towards her direction.
“How much?” He whispered when he had gotten closer to her, his breath fanning her face.