Page 26 of Triplet Tease

My first outfit of the evening was a dark bluedress that was far more skimpy than I’d be comfortable to wearoutside, but it would just about meet decency standards if it kepteverything covered. There was a danger that my voluptuous assetswould tumble over the top. The bottom of the dress would probablyride up too high, but that was all part of the fun.

The girls had all said it was better to start along shift in a sexy dress and not take it off too soon. Keep the meninterested and wanting more, because there was a long night ahead.Slowly reveal more as the night goes on.

When my turn came, I worked my way out on tothe dance floor. It was odd that I hadn’t had a chance to sweeparound the place, wiping the tables and collecting the empty glassesfirst. I had no idea who was out there. How many people? Male orfemale? Drunk or sober?

I shut out thoughts of the audience and thejob, and I focused on the music and the best advice I’d received.

Imagineyou’re on a girls’ night out, dancing with your friends andtrying to get the attention of some hot guy.

My heart banged hard against the wall of mychest, but the excessive padding of my boobs kept the beating noisedown.

Justdo it,I said to myself.

I walked out hand in hand with Holly, and wewent right to the front of the stage where we danced together, justlike we might at a nightclub. We had fun with it. Ignoring theaudience, we danced with each other for several minutes before Hollyworked her way back toward the pole, leaving me alone out front.

As I danced, my short clingy dress rose up mythighs as I’d expected it to. The men closest to the stage would bethe first to catch flashes of my bright red silky underwear.

My first instinct was to grab the hem and dragit down toward my knees. But I remembered the girls’ advice andimagined I was dancing for just one or two hot men. Men that I’dchosen to dance for. Men that I wanted. I shut out the reality of theroom, and in my mind, I was dancing for Eton and his brother Finn.

I ran my hands over my stomach and up to mybreasts. I cupped and squeezed them through the double-thick fabricof the dress and the bra. I imagine my men enjoying that and cuppingtheir crotches as they watched.

Then, my hands slid over my dress and down tomy waist. In time with the music, I swayed and slowly turned athree-sixty on the spot while stroking my body suggestively. Whenmost of the audience was behind me, I bent over with my hands on myass, as if inviting them to fuck me from behind.

In my mind, this was the final straw; my menwould cast aside the boundary line and step up to take me.

My pussy throbbed. I licked my lips, stood up,and continued dancing.

My private fantasy turned me on and certainlyhelped me give a sexy performance. I only wondered if the realaudience could see that I was aroused and that this wasn’t entirelyan act.

As I faced the room, I ran my fingertips overthe top of my thighs and near my crotch, teasing the audience andmyself as I danced, working my fingers near the sensitive bud thatlonged to be touched but never quite reaching it.

My time front and center passed by very fast,and I knew my time was up when another girl came and danced next tome. Before moving from my position, I pulled my dress down tocompletely cover my panties as had been my instinct, and several menrushed forward to thrust money at me. I happily took it from them andwalked to the rear stage exit.

Gill was waiting for me just behind the door.“Siena, you’re doing great. You’ve got someone waiting for aprivate dance in room three when you’re ready.”

Mymouth fell open. I hadn’t expected this. Not so soon. I expected towalk around the bar and drum up business at tables as I’d seen thegirls do night after night. This gave me no time to worry about it,which was probably for the best. I stashed my cash and went to roomthree along the corridor.

Deep breath, shoulders back, boobs forward,smile on face.

I stepped inside room number three, and thesmile froze in place when I saw the man sitting in there. He sat backin the chair, his legs spread wide, and looking very comfortable.

“Nice moves, Siena.” His voice sounded calmand steady. Too calm. “I’d like to see you dance some more.” Heopened the wallet that was in his hand. “How much is a dance backhere?” I hardly knew him, but I sensed something wrong. The tone ofhis voice lacked the enthusiasm for life that I’d previously heard.

“Um.” My mouth and my brain both dried up.

“Come on. If I was some total stranger, andyou didn’t know my name, what price would you say?”

“A hundred.” I plucked a higher figure fromthe air as I didn’t want him to think I was too cheap. “And youhave to stay seated. There’s no touching.”

“Of course. That’s a shame, but Iunderstand the rules. Okay. Well, here’s two hundred dollars. Iliked what I saw out there, so take as long as it takes for my moneyto run out.”

It was a good offer and would get my shift offto a good start.

Still, I didn’t move.

“But what about your brother?”

“Eton’s a bit busy right now. Don’t worryabout him. He knows you’re at work.”

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