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Loud techno music blasts off the speaker, everyone on the dance floor dancing and jumping with their partner. I smile at my partner and friend Julio, a sweet Mexican goodness with long brown hair plaited into a cornrow by your very own mua. We are coworkers at the hotel and lately we have gotten closer to be noticed by everyone at work. He works at the bar while I work at serving. He's a sweet, cute hunk and looking like a boyfriend material so why not give it a try. I decided to go for it because I do like him, together we make such a perfect team. Most sorted after guy by coworkers even our guests and I, the new waitress. I'm so tired of running and escaping good relationships in the past because of my own past and likely present. I have a good feeling I'll be here in Miami longer than the last places I've been at and having a healthy relationship is just what I need to keep me from my fears. Hopefully, I may tell him about my real identity and not what everyone thinks they know.
"Hey! You thirsty?" He shout loud enough for me to hear amidst the noise of the speakers.
I nod smiling. "Yeah. Let's go to the bar." He grins a roguish smile taking my hand pulling me in between bodies till we got to the bar. I don't drink, never had all my life. I watch as Niki the guy at the bar slide a coke to me, giving him a sweet smile he returns it with a wink. Perks of being friends with the bartender. I sat on an empty stool watching the clubbers dance with the groove. Picking the straw, I held it as I sip my iced coke loving the chill that went down my throat. My eyes dart to Julio talking with Niki, paying them no mind I look away to the VIP area and then at a certain door at the far end corner.
The few times I've been to this club, I noticed something weird due to my observations. That door never opens from the outside, only from inside after you have been scanned by the hidden camera. I heard from Cameron, a friend at work that this is no ordinary club. Silly me just had poke further and know what is truly behind those doors. Why quit when you haven't tried, right?
I dropped my almost empty glass forgetting Julio for a second stalking towards the VIP lounge. Those doors wouldn't open for me so I have to get one of those fat belly Shrek lookalike to help out. Just as I got there, a bouncer tried stopping me.
"I'm with him." quickly the lie fell out of my lips. Pointing to a man having girls flocking around him. He gruffs still blocking my pass. "If you don't let me pass this minute, guess where you next pay check will come from?" I smile daring him to stop me. He huffs again looking at the man then at me, seconds passed before he let me through. "Wise choice." I taunt walking past him and straight for my target.
Not to seem needy or desperate, I went to the bar asking for a drink purposely meeting the Shrek lookalike eyes. I know men like him, a whiff of young goodness have them thinking with their below the belt faculty. And I thank my outfit for that. Smiling seductively, I look back to the bartender mixing my drink, slyly raising my leg over the other showing off my thick thighs playing oblivious waiting for him to pick the bait. They always do.
"Don't you think that drink is strong for you?" told you they always pick the bait. I turn smiling softly sizing him up. If he doesn't fit the profile, I'll just have to get a lie out. But he did and I know men like him will be regulars behind those doors.
"Oh! You think it's for me?" looking at the brown liquid. "No, no! It's actually for you." sliding it to him. His eyes couldn't bulge more than it just did. I smile playing innocent and sweet. "I hope you like it."
"Hmmmm, a girl with good taste and bold heart." he says taking the drink in one gulp winching after that.
"Me? Nahhh. I have a very fragile heart." I flip my hair aside resting on the comfy high chair.
"Such a charmer." he says blinking his eyes. I smile watching as the drink take effect on him. If only he knew I asked for mixtures of the strongest drinks, he wouldn't accept a drink from a stranger.
"I know what I want and always go for the kill." looking him dead in the eyes, his eyes follows my hand caressing my thighs before dropping on my chest. I grin.
"So what do you want?" playing dumb I reply.
"I thought I could have some fun here but I'll just go home. Very boring night for me." I stood up about to leave.
"No!" His voice raise. I chuckle turning to him, he seem to realise how crazy he sounds, now talking on an easy tone. "No. I can show you fun." this is just too easy.
Tipping the guy at the bar, I smile watching him. Beefy hand came to my exposed lower back ushering me out of the lounge and to where I wanted. I grin slapping his hand away.
"I can walk myself." I whisper seductively to his ear and I swear I heard a groan. It was just a means to seduce him, letting him watch my backside sway in temptation, seducing him with the little to nothing I wore for Julio. Julio! Fuck! I'll get back to him as soon as I get behind those doors. The camera panned at us, hiding behind his face, it chimes open revealing a dim lit elevator. Okay. This is getting creepy.
Once locked in and moving inside the little box, the SOB came at me. Ugh. I forgot to take care of him. My hand reach for his neck pressing hard on his major point, his eyes dilate in surprise before closing, passed out on the floor.
"Sorry, you were just means to an end." I pull him over to the corner with much difficulty.
Righting myself, the elevator opens causing me to smile. Finally, I get to reveal the secret behind night fantasy. The smile on my face turns upside down at what I see in front of me. I couldn't be that blind in the dimly lit floor. I know what I'm seeing.
A sex club.
My feet stood in shock watching girls dancing on poles scantily dressed, some fucking, having threesomes, it was out of the book for me.
It smells like pure unadulterated sex here.
My mind screams at me to turn the fuck around and run out of here. But my body betrayed me by moving further into the scene. Hearing moans, grunts and screams from the masked participants. Is this a dream or what? Because I'm definitely watching live porn in front of my eyes.
Compared to what the girls I see dancing or having sex, I'm dressed like a saint here and I hope no one notices the odd looking girl in a silver sequence poor excuse of a decent gown.
"Excuse me, Miss?" Too soon to speak.
"Uhm...hiiiii." I say nervously looking at the huge brute, tattoos scattered all over him.
"Can I see your ID?" I blink not knowing how to fix the lie. It's just so obvious I'm the odd one out amongst naked masked men and women. Fuck! Is that a sixty-nine going on there? That is so hot.
"How did you get in here?" the voice of the brute snaps me out of the lustful cloud hovering around me.
"From outside." I squeak out watching another couple fucking hard, moaning and grunting. Is this heaven or hell?
"You need to come with me." I didn't register the sentence quick enough till I felt myself been pulled to another part of the floor.
"Let go off me! Unhand me you brute. I'll sue you if I see any bruise on my arm. Let go off me. I demand to see the manager! I demand to see the manger!" I tried wiggling off him but his grip was strong and firm. "Let go off my arm." he dragged me till we got to a door and entered while I kept struggling and kicking.
"Boss." I turn at the sound of the word and my! oh my! I felt my panties melt away. Quite literally.
The big man behind the desk stands up buttons his jacket strides majestically till he got to my face. And there I see cold grey eyes and brown if not black hair demigod gazing down at me. He is surely the most handsome man I've ever come in contact with. How is he so perfectly sculpted? Hypnotize, I fail to realize the brute was gone and I'm here with the BOSS. Alone.
"You want to see the manager? Here I am." smooth velvety voice had me second guessing why I'm not with Julio this moment. Yep, I came and came again.
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