Tabu Presents... Lap Dance
Copyright 2001
She didn't know how she let her friend talk her into this. She didn't normally do these kinds of places, but damn the money was good. Michelle walked over to the stage and started putting her things down.
"Hi Michelle!"
Michelle stood and turned. "Hi Erin."
Erin frowned. "You could at least pretend to look happy."
"I am happy, see, this is me being happy." Michelle announced blandly.
Erin sighed. "Just give it a chance, you may actually like it."
"I doubt that." Michelle groaned.
Erin shook her head. "V will be by in a bit with your instructions and stuff."
"Ok, thanks."
Erin smiled and walked back over to the bar. She was one of two of Michelle's friends that worked at this bar Veronica was the other. They seem to just love working here and told her numerous times that the club seemed to make things happen, strange and exciting things. She walked around to the side of the stage and set her mini stereo up and grabbed her duffel bag.
"Michelle?"
She turned. "Oh, hey V."
"Hi. Oh stop being such a baby and just do it ok. It's only one night; the money is great, so I don't know what the big deal is."
Michelle rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah. So what are my instructions?"
"Ok, it's gonna be you and two other girls. You'll be performing throughout the night."
"Ok, just what kinda club would have this kind of dancing? I mean, this isn't a male club."
"Well it's not like you're doing your exotic dance routine or anything. Just regular dancing. So you can go get changed in the bathroom in the back. You go on in about thirty minutes." Veronica smiled before walking back to join Erin at the bar.
Michelle sighed heavily and went into the bathroom to change. A few minutes later she emerged and prepared to go on. She met up with one of the other dancers.
"You're new aren't you?" The girl asked.
"Well sorta. I'm filling in for a friend of mine."
"Oh cool. Well you'll like it here, the people are all really nice." The girl smiled.
Michelle nodded and looked over as the girl who was on stage came bounding down, a smile on her face.
"You must be Michelle." She stuck her hand out, breathing heavily.
"Nice to meet you."
"I'm sure you'll like it here. It's great. If you'll excuse me, I gotta freshen up. Nice to meet you Michelle." The other girl smiled before walking off.
She waved to the other girl and turned towards the stage. Taking a deep breath she walked up and after hearing her name strode out.
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Bowing she left the stage. She was finished and the club was about to close. She hated to admit it, but she actually enjoyed herself tonight. The crowd was really nice and they'd been very receptive. Smiling she headed to the bathroom when Erin stopped her.
"Michelle, wait!"
She stopped and turned. "What's up Erin?"
"Don't get changed."
"Huh? Why?"
"Well it's like this. You have one more performance."
"I do? What, some kinda encore with the rest of the girls?"
"Eh, well, sorta. You've been requested to give a special private performance for one of the regulars."
"What!? Are you serious?"
"Very. He asked specifically for you."
"I don't believe this."
"Believe it. The question is, will you do it? You'll get paid double time and a half for it and the owner has already approved it. Please Michelle!"
Michelle stared at her. She had to be joking. A private show? Double time and a half though, how could she pass that up? "What kind of dancing would I have to do for this?"
"Well, he requested a lap dance."
"Oh no way! I can't trust this man."
"Oh I wouldn't worry about trusting him Michelle, he's very trustworthy I can assure you. He wouldn't hurt you or anything."
"How do I know that? I don't know this man from a hole in the ground, and you want me to give him a lap dance. No fuckin' way!"
Erin's expression crumpled. "Then I have no choice. VERONICA!"
"Erin, don't!" Veronica could pretty much make her do anything. That and because Veronica didn't care if she wanted to or not. She would end up doing it either way. She groaned as Veronica came running over.
"She's refusing?" She asked, looking over at Michelle.
"Yup, says she can't trust the guy to give him a private lap dance."
"Hmph, please. You're doing it and that's that. You'll thank us later. Now look, the club is empty except for the guy. He wants us to keep his identity secret for now. You'll be all alone and when you're done, you can lock up ok. Have fun and enjoy yourself, which I don't see as being a problem. This club has the tendency to make enjoyable things happen, isn't that right Erin?" Veronica grinned.
"Yup, it sure does. See you later Michelle." Erin waved at her and Veronica handed her the keys before they both walked off.
Michelle looked around frantically. There was no way out of it now, he was out there waiting for her. Taking a deep breath, she headed out onto the stage. It was dark except for the light shining down on the stage. She looked out and saw someone sitting at one of the tables. She couldn't see his face, just his silhouette. Clearing her throat she walked over and started her stereo. She walked back center stage and waited for the music to start. Normally she didn't do things like this, but she had no choice.
The music started and slowly, hesitantly, she started moving. She'd changed her music for this, selecting something slower, more seductive. Moving slowly to the side of the stage, she started down the stairs, working her way over to the man in the chair.
Standing before him now, she swayed her hips in time to the music. Slowly she straddled his lap, moving over him slowly before resting on him. She started moving her hips around in a circle on his lap. Bringing her hands up, she wound them around his neck, bringing her head forward to rest on his shoulder. She could feel him pressing against her and suddenly his hands were on her hips, moving them against him faster and faster. She gasped and bolted back.
"Shhh, closer, come closer." He whispered.
That voice, it sounded familiar for some reason. Almost against her will, she moved closer on his lap, his arousal pressing against her sensitive skin. She could smell his cologne, hear his shallow breathing. She slowed her hips down a bit, moving painfully slow against him.
"Shit, Michelle." She heard him groan.
He knew her name? She knew she should be worried, but she wasn't. Moving her hands down, she covered the ones at her hips. Slowly she increased her pace. A longing of sorts flowed through her, this attraction she had to this man whom she never met, scared her.
"Michelle, I want you." He moaned.
And she wanted him; she wanted him so bad she could hardly believe it. She felt him gently push her back, her breathing and his ragged. It was quiet for a moment and then she heard a zipper. Her heartbeat increased, she swallowed hard, looking into the darkness in front of her. She couldn't see him, but she could feel his eyes on her. She started a bit when she felt his hands slide up the skirt she was wearing. Slowly they slid into her underwear and started to pull them down.
This was actually gonna happen, she was gonna do this with a complete stranger. His hands pulled her underwear down along with her panty hose and she stood, pushing them the rest of the way down. She came forward now, standing there. She felt his hands wrap around her waist and bring her forward. Gently he lifted her up and then down slowly over him. She cried out as she felt him gradually enter her. He didn't move at first and soon she grew impatient.
Suddenly she felt him move a bit. Grasping at his shoulders, she felt him move below her, gently pushing up into her. Biting her lip, she moved with him. Slowly at first and then it didn't seem to be enough for either of them as he started to push faster, harder into her. She couldn't breathe as she moved harder against him. Each movement filling her more and more. Her head thrown back, she felt his lips on her throat and then start to move down her chest, his hands tore at her shirt, ripping it open, the buttons flying and landing with a soft tinkle on the ground. Leaning down he took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking gently. His arms wound around her back, pulling her closer as he continued to push inside her.
He felt so good, so right, and she felt her body start to tense, the heat rising. Faster and faster they moved. She knew he was ready, she could hear him gasping for air.
"Michelle, shit, I'm gonna..."
"Oh yes, please." She moaned.
He pushed into her one more time; groaning loudly as his release came and she tensed repeatedly around him. Falling onto him, she buried her face in his neck, trying to steady her breathing. He held her close to him, rubbing her back lightly.
"Who, who are you?" Michelle breathed, pulling away and swinging her leg from around him. She wanted to know what man had made her feel this way, what man made her loose her inhibitions and give into the feeling to be wild and daring.
"You mean you still don't know?" His voice deep and still a little strained.
She shook her head against his neck.
"Well, most people call me train, but you can call me Kevin." He announced a smile in his voice.
"Kevin? Kevin Richardson!? Hmm...well now I know why they call you train." Michelle smiled.
"Well I don't think it's for quite the same reason, but now you now the truth."
"Hmmm yes I do don't I? You know, Veronica and Erin were right."
"Oh? How so?"
"They said that enjoyable things happen at this club. I'm seeing now how right they were."
"Well there's more enjoyable things to follow, if you want them to." Kevin drawled, leaning in to kiss her neck.
"Oh I do, I want them to happen. I have the keys so we have all night. I think we should take things slowly and do them right. What do you say?"
"Sounds good to me. I like to do things nice and slow." He murmured, swinging her around so that she straddled his lap again.
"I like slow, slow works for me." Michelle smiled, leaning down to kiss him. She made a mental note to herself to thank Erin and Veronica later.
Another satisfied customer.
