You're My Father? (nothingbutporcelain and Quietman)

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie tucked a strand of her long blonde hair behind her ear as she walked into the strip club, immediately heading to the back room so she could get ready for her show. At her high school she had been on the dancing team so she was very experienced with dancing. People probably wouldn't be all that shocked to find out she was now stripping. Everyone at her school knew about how messed up her life was. Ever since she lost her mother things had really gone downhill for her. She was always a bit of a wild child but that was mostly because her father took her virginity when she was young so she never really recovered from that. She was damaged goods. The only place she belonged was now at the strip club. She liked her work because it wasn't all that challenging and she was really good at it but sometimes it felt degrading. When she got to give lap dances to hot, charming men it was lots of fun but it wasn't so much fun when she had to give them to over-weight men who were disgusting. Those kind of men always touched her when she had the no touching rule. Sometimes she was so desperate for money that she'd allow them to touch her for a little extra money and she'd even give them head or let them fuck her if they paid her enough. She knew she was a hooker now but she tried not to think about it. That was why she drank and did so many drugs. They helped her forget how messed up her life really was.

Callie sat in the makeup chair and added lots of black eye liner and mascara, knowing her makeup needed to be very dramatic so all of the guys in the crowd would be able to see it. Her long blonde hair was worn down and in soft curls. She was a very thin girl but luckily she did have some curves. Her stomach was perfectly flat but her chest was some what large. She wasn't huge or anything but it looked good with her thin frame. It would have looked odd if she had huge breasts. Guys would like her because she had more than enough for them to grab but they weren't too huge. Guys had always liked them in the past so she hoped they would like her tonight and tip her a lot. Callie had on a bright red laced, push up bra and a matching g string. On her feet were five inch black stiletto heels that made her impossibly long legs look even longer than they really were. Callie was a fairly short girl, only 5'1" and she was very small in size, probably weighing ninety-five pounds at most. She was very fragile and breakable looking so most guys figured she wouldn't be into rough, wild sex but they were always wrong about her. Callie was completely addicted to rough sex. She could be a real animal in the bedroom.

She took a deep breath before leaving the dressing room. This is what she did every night of the week. It was lots of fun in the beginning but she definitely didn't get the thrill she used to get when first stepping on stage. The guys still loved her, of course. Ever since the first night she worked here the guys loved her. Everyone knew she was the best and got the biggest tips. All the other girls pretty much hated Callie and tried to make her life a living hell because they were so jealous of her. They couldn't take knowing some seventeen year old was better than they were when they'd been doing this for years. So her job definitely wasn't ideal but she really had no other choice. She'd be completely broke without this job.

Callie finally walked onto stage, smirking as the crowd went wild and started screaming out her name. Callie slid her fingers down her seductive curves, moving her hips with the rhythm of the music, sliding alluringly up and down the length of the hard pole and felt how her body was heating. She shivered as desire took over her body and moaned softly. She then climbed her pole till she reached the top and wrapped her legs around it, swaying her silken hair to the rhythm of the music, feeling how her heartbeat was rising up as the cold steel rubbed her inner thighs and turned her on.

 

[Quietman]

" So ... what are you going to do" I ask myself as I walk along staring down at the dirty sidewalk. " Is this marriage going to end like the last .... or are you going to try and keep this one together ... you know it's almost getting to be a pattern with you .... falling in love ... marrying ... living the life ... then divorce after 7 years ... what's up with that?"
"At least that's the way it was with the last one, waking up one day only to realize you're staring at a stranger across your bowl of Corn Flakes ... and now here you are again 7 years into another marriage and it's turning to shit .... damn."

The only marriage that felt right to me was my first .... I was actually happy with her ... she was great and things were great ... at least I thought so .... but as we all know it takes two to tango ... little did I know that she had different ideas about the situation. Where I wanted to settle down and raise a family , she wanted to party and stay out all night ... where I was quiet and family oriented , she was loud and not into kids ... no way ... she was not going to have any kids to chain her to the house and ruin her looks .... never fully understood why she married me to begin with .... unless it was the sex.

That part was good ... god for such a little thing she sure liked to fuck ... and fuck hard too ... she was by far the best lay I ever had . Damn, just thinking about her made my cock twitch .... a lot of water has gone under the bridge since she left me ... a lot of time gone by as well ... what ? seventeen years since I saw her last ... and what a night that was ... I had gone over to sign the divorce papers and to tell her I was going out of state for a while and would not even be there for the hearing. She took all that well ... I could tell that she was both glad to be getting the divorce, but was not glad to see me go ... after all, I was a good fuck buddy .... and it wa almost like I could read her mind ... 'cause the next thing I knew we were kissing and wound up fucking like animals in every room of the house ... yeah, it was pretty amazing if I do say so myself ... I sort of amazed myself that night.

I think I came deep inside her at least three times before I dragged my spent ass out the door ... damn, I can still see her in my mind ... she was a tiny thing ... maybe 5'2'' at the most , but nice tits ... beautiful tits ... long blonde hair .. she was hot! Yeah, I got to admit .. the first wife was definitely the hottest ever ... I wonder what happened to her and if she ever thinks of me and how it might have been.

"Geez, where the fuck am I ?" ... Looking around I realize I have been walking a long time .. "hell, I am downtown and in the redlight district" ... this is not a place I am accustomed to to ... at least not for 15 years or so .. there was a time when this seedy atmosphere suited me, but I had grown out of such. I once enjoyed the sights and sounds of the rougher neighborhoods where hookers, bars, and clubs were found on every corner . It was a time of change and I liked to let my beast run free for days and nights until it had had it's fill , then I would put him back on his chain for a while .... and the beast has been on the chain for 15 years ..." it might be time to let him out for a taste of life .. but do you dare" is the question ... "especially, with the problems you and the missus are having ... oh, well ... you might as well have a beer since you're here ... it's not like you're going to see something that you can't resist " ...famous last words.

I don't even look at the name of the joint as I step through the doorway. Looking around I notice it has a lighted stage ..." hmmmm ... a titty bar ... nice ... that might help take your mind off your worries" I think as I make my way to an out of the way corner table.
Worries? ... not really .. I guess I am just tired of the same ol' routine .. I know I still love her, but there is nothing new or exciting going on ... same old same old ... and that is everything .. from what's for dinner to what's waiting for me in the bedroom ... same ol' thing .... geez, a man needs something more than that.

I order a beer from the cute little waitress and sit back and look around me ... " this just might be what the doctor ordered after all" I think as the girl sets the bottle down and gives me a wink ... making sure she bends low so the tops of her boobs are well displayed for my viewing pleasure. "Damn, honey .... just for me" I muse to myself as once again I feel the stirring in my jeans. I wink back and ask "are the girls on stage as pretty as you darling?" ... she grins and replies " well I am not "that way" you understand, but there are some cuties here for your entertainment ... one is really hot ... you will see her ... she is up next as a matter of fact .... a hot little blond ... with a killer body" ... Smiling I say " little blond ... killer body ... sounds like my first wife ... funny how she keeps popping up"

Taking a sip of beer as I watch the waitresses' ass walk away, I lean back and wait for this little blond that's supposed to be so hot .... " yep ... this might be what the doctor ordered" I muse to myself as the stage light come on and the music starts to throb.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie always loved being on stage. There was nothing more thrilling than hearing everyone scream out your name and knowing that they all wished they could fuck you. Of course they weren't screaming out 'Callie' since that wasn't the name she used for stripping. They were all calling out 'Candy' which was her stripper name. Still it sounded like music to her ears. Whenever she got on stage the excitement always took over and she lost herself in her dancing. She was the best stripper here for a reason. She made eye contact with almost every guy at least once while she was on stage because she wanted to make them all feel special. The more special they felt the more they would tip her. Callie would be lying if she said she wasn't doing this for the money. Sure she was also doing it because it was a great thrill and so much fun but she was a seventeen year old girl who was broke living in a crappy studio apartment where she had to fuck her landlord instead of paying rent because she couldn't afford it. Plus she had an expensive shopping habit. Without her job she would never be able to afford all the nice designer clothing she loved so much. If she didn't always blow her money on silly things like clothes and manis and pedis then she'd probably have the money to pay her rent but Callie was just used to using her body to get what she wanted. She'd been this way for years. She had a perfect body so she might as well use it to her advantage.

Callie leaned forward against the pole, showing her ass to the dance floor and flipped her skirt upwards for a brief second, just long enough to flash a view of what is underneath. She then took it back down into its place and smiled devilishly. She giggled softly and spanked her ass, smirking as the crowd began to scream out even louder than before. They always loved it when she was on stage. She was the youngest girl here and also the sexiest one. Technically she shouldn't have been stripping since she was only seventeen but luckily she was able to convince her boss to let her work here. The second she gave him her own little private dance he hired her immediately. All she had to do was grind her ass against his crotch and he was a sucker for her. Of course they ended up having sex at some point. He said she could keep working here as long as she gave him sex once a month. He was a married man but weren't they all? Callie wasn't proud of her life but it was the way she was used to living. She kept hoping someone would come save her from this life she lived but she knew it would never happen.

She turned toward the crowd and slowly slid off her top, revealing the purple animal print push up bra that was underneath it. The guys started screaming out even louder once they saw those large, perky breasts and her perfectly flat stomach. They all wanted to see more and she was going to give them what they wanted soon. After all her show didn't last all night. She usually had an hour on stage. Her eyes landed on the sexy man in the audience and she smirked at him as she slowly inched her skirt down her thighs, revealing that sexy laced thong she had on. He was a cute one. She'd have to go see if he wanted a lap dance later.

 

[Quietman]

Big John nearly choked on his beer when the little blonde hit the stage .... "Jesus .... that looks just like .... no fucking way ... can't be ... your fucking eyes are playing tricks Johnny" he thought as she continued to sway against the pole in perfect rhythm to the hard rock coming from the speakers .... the crowd of hard dicks that had the place packed were coming unglued .... every place you looked was a male with a dopey grin and a bulge in his jeans. The lewd comments were never ending ... almost a damn contest as to see who could be more vulgar than the last guy.
He couldn't take it any longer ... he had to get a better look just to make sure ... but god that could not be her ... hell she would be two years younger than his 41 years ... so that would be 39 and no matter how many hours she spent in the gym no 39 year old chica could look like that .... but still the resemblance was uncanny .... but he would know in just a minute ... all he needed to do was get close enough to do the mole check .... yes , he still remember the cute little mole she had on her left thigh ... up high ... about a 1/2 inch from her little pussy.

He fished around in his pocket and came out with a one to use as an excuse to get close .... getting to the stage was not that hard ... especially, when you're 6'2" and packing 250 pounds of hard muscle on that frame .... yep, he was 41 , but duid not look it or act it ... he had always put in a full days work and was in good shape ... damn good shape. The catcallin' mob down front made room for John as he elbowed his way in .... just as he got to the front she had her ass turned to the crowd ... squatting low and doing her cock riding motion that all good dancers use to get the crowd going and the tips flowing .... she was pumping her little ass up and down .... and combining a little pouty look over the shoulder and cock grind thrown in from time to time. It was pretty fucking amazing .... John admitted that the waitress was right ... he was certainly being entertained by this one .... what was the crowd chanting ... "Candy" yes indeed ... this was some candy all right .... eye candy!

Well , he stood there like a fool ... thinking how long had it really been since he stood waiting to put a one in a g-string ... years ... 15 to be exact ... lol Hell, it was kind of fun though ... being this close to a hot little slut ... a big difference from the cold fish waiting back at the house. He had a good shot at her crotch now ... if she would just slow down her pumping motion he would be able to see ... the bright lights working there magic down here ... she was real up close and personal .... one thing about it if a girl had any flaws at all they would show up under these lights ... and now as she slowed and began a slow back and forth motion he could see ... this one had no moles ... at least not on her inner thighs ...... but still the resemblance to his first wife Cathy was amazing.

Glancing up John looked right into her eyes as she was looking back over her shoulder with almost a questioning look on her face ... now seeing that she had his attention she whip her head around, arched her back and pumped her little ass up and down once more ... then came up to a standing position ... wrapped her leg around the pole and humped it as if it was a lover's cock ... the place went nuts ... and John's cock grew down the leg of his jeans .... she was special ... that's for sure.

Turning now to face the leering men at the front she began to move her whole body in a mesmerizing sway and slowly began to make her way up front to get her pay for being such a good girl .... and Big John watched her all the way .... he knew he should be checking out the goods but he could not take his eyes off her face ... again he told himself it could not be her ... and now he could see it wasn't ... she resembled Cathy for sure , but it was not her ... this girl was young ... possibly too young ... she could not be a day over 19 .... but John was thinking younger ... one thing for certain though she may have been 19 but the way she moved and the look in her eye was much more mature and knowing than her years .... this little bitch would be a handful in the bed John thought to himself. A moment of shame spread through him as he realized the thoughts he was having for this girl ... and girl is exactly what she was ... he admonished the pervert in him ... waited until she was close enough and quickly slipped the one in the waist band of her g-string ... not even looking in her eyes as he did so .... not seeing the almost hurt look in her eyes at his quick and abrupt departure from the front stage area.

Making his way back to his table he ran across his waitress and told her he needed something a little stronger than beer ... he wanted a double shot of bourbon along with another beer. She said "Coming up" and he said "Already there" and turned once again toward the stage as his cock throbbed in his jeans ..... " Damn you old pervert ... the girl is young enough to be your daughter" he thought as he sat down and made the proper adjustments to his jeans .... " young, hot, tight ..... don't go there" ... he thought as a smile spread across his face.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie didn't mind the comments that all the guys made as they watched her dance. After all she'd been working here for a few months now so she was used to hearing things like that coming from these guys. Almost all the guys who came here were in their thirties or older. Occasionally she would get a twenty something year old in here but she was pretty sure those guys spent their time at other places. They probably didn't need to come to strip clubs because they could still get action on their own. Most of the twenty year olds weren't yet married so they didn't have as many reasons to come to strip clubs like the older ones did. Callie knew that most of the older men who watched her were married. They came here because they were horny and they didn't want to look at their washed out, boring wives who were letting themselves go and gaining too much weight. They would much rather come to the strip club and see a young girl they could fantasize about. Most of them knew the closest they would get to being with Callie was by coming here and watching her strip. Some of them would get lap dances from her but that still wasn't the same as fucking her, especially since she had the no touching rule during lap dances. If they could touch her they might feel like they were really getting the chance to be with her but sadly that wasn't allowed. Sometimes Callie wouldn't have minded if the guys touched her during lap dances but rules were rules. If she let one guy break them all of them would be touching her. It would get out of hand and one of them would probably try to force her to have sex with him. They had bouncers here but Callie didn't want to get anyone kicked out. This was supposed to be a fun place. People weren't supposed to get kicked out.

John was the guy Callie couldn't take her eyes off. She didn't know why but there was something about him that was so appealing. She saw guys out in the crowd all the time but she never really felt anything for them. Maybe it was because most of the guys who came here weren't very good looking. That was why they needed to come to strip clubs. But John was gorgeous. It was hard to see him well because she had all these bright lights on stage. Plus she could never really look at him for very long since she had to maintain eye contact with the others too. She couldn't let anyone think she was developing a favorite. That would be bad. But John was definitely way more interesting than the other guys here. She was hoping he would want a lap dance from her tonight. That way she could give him all the attention he deserved. Callie had about twenty minutes of dancing and then she would spend the rest of the night working the crowd and giving out lap dances. That was usually where she made the big money. Guys always tipped more for lap dances. Maybe it was because she was so excellent at them.

She was definitely trying to turn him on as much as possible. She was scanning her brain, trying to think of the most sexy dance moves she could do tonight. She was always a good dancer and doing her best but she wanted tonight to be extra amazing. She was going to make sure John never forgot her. If she did her job well enough hopefully he would be requesting a lap dance soon. She smirked at him as she looked over her shoulder, moving her ass all around so he would hopefully think about how good it would feel to have his cock shoved in her ass right now. Callie knew they would probably never have sex but it was still nice to think about. Sex with her clients was definitely off limits for Callie. She would get in big trouble if she slept with any of them. So while she wanted this guy badly she doubted it would happen. Who knew if she would even see him again? He might stop coming after tonight. Most guys were hooked once they saw Callie dance for the first time but she could never know for sure. Maybe he was different than all the other guys.

She watched as he moved closer to her and slipped a dollar bill into her g string. She was definitely hurt that he didn't even look into her eyes and he quickly walked away after doing this. Maybe she was the only one feeling this connection between them. Now she felt stupid for having dirty thoughts about him. She continued to dance seductively on stage but her eyes kept scanning the crowd, trying to find John again. She was pleased to see that he was facing the stage again and it looked like he was staring at her right now. This was definitely a very good thing.

Now she had to really step it up and make him want her. Her eyes were locked on his as she moved her hips in small circles to the beat of the music. She used one hand to slowly slide down the strap of her push up bra. She always went very slow with this part because she liked teasing the guys as much as possible. She could hear them all screaming at her to take it off but she was still going slow. Finally she got both straps off and unclasped the bra, sliding it off, revealing her huge two perky breasts. They looked amazing. It was incredible that a girl as thin as Callie could have such a big chest. Plus they were completely natural. Many girls would kill to have a body like hers. Next came her g string. She slid that off as well and revealed her bare, shaved pussy. He wouldn't be able to tell right now since he was so far away but she was very wet right now and it was all because of him. She grinded against the pole some more and before she knew it, her show was over. She went back into the private rooms, waiting to see who would come in for a lap dance. She really hoped John would be her first customer.

 

[Quietman]

Well, back at his table again John sat nursing his bourbon and watching the hot blonde on stage ..... he was desperately trying not have have those impure thoughts , but that wasn't working ... "yeah she is young ... but damn I am not making her dance for a living .... apparently she needs the dough and by god she is good at it ... so why don't you just look at her as any other trained professional you sap ... and quit feeling guilty over having a raging hard on for a young piece like her" he thought as he drank the last of the bourbon.

The roar from the other men brought his attention back to the stage and the beauty that was dancing there .... just in time to see her slowly reveal her breasts .... damn it boy! ... he nearly knocked his beer bottle over when she tossed the bra aside and freed those puppies .... never had he seen such awesome tits ... well that's a lie ... Cathy's were pretty fucking fabulous .... but staring at these wonders as she swayed and danced to the throbbing beat made him realize that yeah ... Cathy's were great but great did not hold a candle to these beauts .... 'cause damn they were big ... and damn they were firm .... and sway as she would there was none of the out of control slap and sag that most girls big tits had when freed ..... these wonders rode high and proud .... jiggling just enough to let you know they were real and not store bought manmade lumps of hard plastic ... no these were real .... "fucking beautiful too " John thought as his cock pulsed almost to the same sway as the young tiny dancer on stage.

" Man I would love to have a shot of that waiting on me at home ..... damn sure wouldn't be here ... I would be at home balls deep in that every time it bent over ... It would even be hard to leave for work every morning .... that little slut would make a man late for his own funeral" ... he chuckled to himself as she slipped the g-string off and tossed it behind her ... " Yep this one knows how to work a man ... how to separate a man from his money ... just look at her pushing that sweet pussy up against the pole like it was a cock .... I bet that stuff is soooooo goood " .... he grinned to himself. Then the music died and she was gone from the stage. John sat there with a painful erection ... it had been a long time since he had gotten this excited .... he knew if he took it out what it would look like ... hell it was 8 and a half inches long and nearly as wide as a coke can ... yep it's hard to hide that ..... and when he got this way it really was impressive .... the head always turned a purplish color and the veins stood out .... his cock looked downright pissed off and angry when he was aroused .... some girls were afraid of it ... others were drawn to it like a moth to a candle flame .... he sat nursing his beer and thinking the little bitch that just left the stage would do neither ... that one would know exactly what to do with it.

Catching the waitress as she went by he asked "hey sweets, the girl who just finished .... uhhh , when will she be back?"

"Oh, you mean Callie ... uhhh I mean Candy ... she won't be back onstage for a while mister ... but if you want to pay extra she is in the booths doing private lap dances .... just back there to the side of the stage ... but there is a line forming so good luck ..... and she usually picks the ones she wants " ... she said .. the last with an almost bitter tone in her voice. " Thanks" John replied and again watches her cute ass as she glides away with his empty bottle. Private dance in a booth ... hmmmm ... that sounds like fun he thinks as he waits for his dick to shrink enough to walk. "I just hope I am easy enough on her eyes to get that invitation" he thinks as he stands, re-adjusting his jeans so as not to be too obviously turned on he strolls to the booth area and gets in line. Thinking this is sure unlike him .... usually Big John waited on nothing or nobody .... but just once would not hurt ... besides these people did not know him ... and he did want another look at her ..... just one more look to see this little gal that reminded him so much of his first wife.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie went into the private booth where he would be holding the lap dances so she could get ready for this part of her night. She loved her job but it was also very tiring. She burned a lot of calories dancing on that stage, getting her heart rate up all the time. And then she had to come work for at least three hours giving lap dances. At least she always made a few hundred dollars a night in tips, sometimes more depending on who came in. She had a few regulars who would tip her a lot. But so far she didn't have any favorites. Even the repeat clients she had weren't all that great. It wasn't like she ever dreamed about having sex with them. But she knew they were dreaming about fucking her.

For some reason she couldn't get John off her mind. Ever since she saw him staring at her in the crowd she couldn't stop thinking about him. He was so sexy. He looked very manly too. She was sure that a man like him would really know how to push her around and give her amazing sex. Callie may have been a small girl but that didn't mean she preferred soft, gentle sex. No way, she wanted it as rough as possible. She always looked for guys who she thought were strong and cocky because usually those were the ones who would give her the sex she needed and wanted so badly. She didn't want some shy guy who would be scared about hurting her. It was important that the guy knew that Callie was small and although she looked fragile and breakable that didn't mean they needed to be gentle with her. In fact she wanted them to break her. It was her dream to find a man who would fuck her so hard that she couldn't walk the next day. So far she hadn't found one like that yet. But of course she couldn't sleep with her clients. She went out to the bars on the night she wasn't working and found guys then. Most likely those guys saw her strip and just pretended like they didn't know who she was because they knew they wouldn't have a chance with her if she knew they came to the strip club. She loved her job and she never broke the rules. She just couldn't afford to get fired. She needed this job.

She took a few minutes to get herself ready. Plus she liked to keep the men waiting. It was more interesting that way. The more she made them wait the more they wanted her. She walked over to her makeup mirror that was in the corner of the room and began to fix up her makeup. She added more black eye liner and mascara. Wearing this much makeup might have made another girl look trashy but of course it looked great on Callie. She could really do no wrong. She would almost always look good no matter what. Callie got up and looked at herself in the mirror to make sure her long blonde hair was still looking as good as it did earlier. The soft curls were still perfect, of course.

Now it was time for her to remove her robe. There was one more reason why Callie was so popular here. The men weren't lined up just because they thought Callie was extremely hot and amazing at dancing. While all the other dances who gave lap dances wore bras and panties to give their lap dances Callie preferred giving them completely naked. She thought it was a lot more fun for both her and the guy when she was naked. It also made it more challenging for him to keep his hands off her which was pretty fun to see. Usually the guys would be gripping the arm rests so tightly as they tried to control themselves. They never wanted to risk getting kicked out and never getting to come back again. That would be like getting the death sentence.

Callie slid her robe back on. She did give the lap dances naked but when she went out to select the guys she would be giving lap dances tonight she always wore the robe. That way they were extra surprised when she took her robe off. Usually they were even more excited then. She walked out of the private booth and smirked as she walked up and down the line, looking the guys over. She whispered a sexy hello to a few of the guys she knew. Then she stopped right in front of John. "You will be first. Come with me, sexy.." She said, giggling softly as she grabbed his hand and led him into the private booth. Callie was always very touchy feely with her clients. They weren't allowed to touch her but she made sure to touch them plenty. That made it even more hard for them to resist her.

 

[Quietman]

John could not believe his luck .... the waitress was right again the little dancer actually picked who she danced for .... hell when he walked up to the lap dance line he was about 8 guys back and was thinking it would be a while ... then Candy appeared and looked straight at him and grinned ... he was sure she grinned ... then quickly looked away and rested her eyes on a younger guy and winked at him .... "well , I ain't going to wait forever ... if she chooses him I better be next or I am going to split" Big John thought as his eyes were glued to her lithe body ... she walked almost catlike ... very sure of herself and very graceful ... he had a good idea that her dancing did not start here in this seedy hole ... no she was much to toned to just be starting out.

Glancing away from her body he swung his gaze back to her face and seen that smirk again as she walked toward him ... "You will be first. Come with me, sexy.." she said as she took his hand. " By god ... the girl has good taste" ... Big John thought as he let her lead him away. She lead him into a darkened booth that had nothing but speakers high in the corners and a chair in the center ... turning toward him she place a small hand on his big chest and gently pushed him back toward the chair. " Damn mister you have some muscles going on .... you are one big man .... Daddy, you big all over? " she asked in a little girl voice that caused John's dick to start growing again.

As the back of his calves touched the chair bottom she gave a little pushed and he sat down a little hard in the chair. Hell, he felt like he needed to sit down anyway ... so it was a welcomed change ... standing over her was not making things easier on him that was for sure ... John has always like short lithe females ... something about being so much bigger than them made him feel more masculine ... made him feel like he could actually make them do whatever he wanted and truth be known he probably could .... but he never went to that extreme ... never had to ... in the past when it came down to that moment ... they were usually as ready for it as he was .... but standing over this one with her tiny hand on his chest and then her making innuendos about his cock in that babygirl voice had been different ... much more taboo ... more perverse ..... fucking hot!

So, here he sat ... a little breathy ... and cock on the rise again .... this would definitely be a lesson in control ... if he could make it through the dance without putting his big dick in her it would be a miracle ... he was not one to rape a woman ... never had before , but geez, how much teasing could he take ... and it had been a while since Peggy had given him any .... at least a month .... he was not used to doing without. She started the music and dropped the robe she wore onto the carpeted floor and John's cock went from hardening to throbbing before it landed.

" That little mink ... she doesn't have a stitch of nothing on" his mind screamed .... " I ain't going to make it ... I had a chance ... but if I get one whiff of it of if I see any of the signs that she is hot too .... it's on" ..... she began her dance by turning her back to him ... with feet together she swayed her hips back and forth to the beat .... he stared at her ass ... perfect ... tight, firm ... freaking flawless ... then without warning she bent at the waist and grasp her ankles in her hands and John could see the pouting lips of her sweet young pussy peaking through .... he could not keep his breath from catching in his throat .... "Sweet angel ... that was a sight worth seeing ... god they could run charter tour buses filled with tourists to come see this masterpiece .... it would put this town on the map" he thought.

She continued to sway her narrow hips in time with the music and John sat there thinking what it would be like to sink her pink with his fat cock ... just when he thought he could stand it no longer she whipped her head and her long hair twirled in the air and she rose breaking his thoughts ... thankfully so ... for he was on the brink of losing all rational thought it seemed. She twisted and gyrated almost as if she were dancing for herself instead of John ... but that was cool with him ... because he was not needing any extra attention at this moment anyway ... in fact if she came too close he was afraid she was going to get fucked and not too gently either .... he smiled to himself over this thought. As if she wanted just that and was reading his mind she turned and started toward him ... smirking once again ... "Yes, this little bitch knows exactly what she is doing ... she is damn good at it too .... fucking little hot ass tease" ... he muttered to himself as she approached. ..... The girl pulled up short and stared down at John .... and again in that little girl voice inquired "what do you think of my big girl titties, Daddy?" and with that she ran her hands across her flat tummy and cupped them in her hands ... lifting them toward John ... rolling both nipples between her thumb and forefingers ..... John could not help himself at that ... he reached for her and she scampered back like a cat and said "No can touch big man , no can touch." Then once again she began to dance toward him as he sat back in the chair and awaited his fate .... this time she came all up over him .... her fabulous tits in his face ... her arms over her head ... arching her back ... swaying to the rhythm of the music blaring from the speakers.

John sat almost motionless ... taking all of her in ... " Damn this girl is a beauty ... she is the most erotic creature I have ever seen ... she is far more sexually intoxicating than Cathy ever was ... this girl was almost too much" .... he thought as the music played , she danced , and his cock throbbed ... it was as big as it ever had been before ... in fact, if this Candy girl would look down she would not be able to ignore it, but to his amazement she took a slight step to her right and straddled his knee. Humping just inches above his leg and not bothering to look to see what was going on with him ... she was staring into his eyes as she rode the air an inch above his cock ..... "God help us if she lowers that pussy on me" he thought as the sweat rolled down his brow "Lord help us"

Again, just when he thought he would crater and lose all control and fuck this little bitch like she needed ... she leaned in and said, "Is your dick hard yet, Daddy .... just remember ... it's cool to get hard and want me , but you can't touch .... no touch, Daddy"
His hand came up with a mind of it's own and brushed a path across her silky smooth ass ... again she jumped back out of his reach ... grinning she looked at him and asked "Do you like my ass ... what would you do to it ?" with that she turned again and swished once then bent to grab her ankles again .... the sight of her pouting pussy lips was too much for him this time ... he had to have some release .... standing he quickly undid his belt and dropped his jeans ..... John could not believe he was doing this , but damn his cock was so hard it literally hurt .... besides he wasn't going to fuck her ... he was just going to tease her a little ... two could play that game .... knowing she was too busy with her teasing dance to notice him , John took a moment to pump his meat while she swayed back and forth ... completely oblivious she had no idea what was happening behind her.

John looked down and was even amazed himself at his cock ... no never had it looked this menacing ... this threatening .... he had his own masterpiece going on here ... he sat back down ... slid his hips toward the front of the chair and waited for her to turn once again ... smiling to himself in anticipation of the look on her face ..... predictably she once again whipped her head, twirled her hair and stood ... then when she turned toward him ... there again was the smirk, but this time it was John's turn to smirk as hers turned to a gape when she realized he had taken out his cock .... and OH GOD! ..... what a cock is all she could think. "It's ok to look at it honey .... it's ok to want it sugar .... it's even ok to dream about it .... but you can't touch it , babygirl .... no can touch." he said with a chuckle.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie knew she made the right decision when she picked John to come with her into the private booth for his lap dance. He was a sexy man. When she looked at him she couldn't help but imagine what he would look like without clothes on. She knew she wanted him to fuck her and deep down she knew it killed her to know this could never happen. They would both want each other but they would never be able to be satisfied since it was against the rules. But maybe John was someone she would break the rules for. Never before had she met a guy who was worthy enough for her to break the rules and risk her job for but she had a feeling John might be the first guy who she would risk everything for. And really they could do this without getting caught. As long as he met her at his apartment and no one found out about it that would be fine. She couldn't get in trouble as long as no one knew about it. But she was getting ahead of herself. She didn't know what would happen between them. Only time would tell.

Callie had a lot of fun teasing John. She could tell he was getting very hard. Actually she was pretty sure he was hard when he first came into the room but she knew watching her dance up close and personal like this made him even more hard. She was good at giving lap dances. There was a reason why all the guys requested her. Other girls were giving lap dances tonight but they all knew they wouldn't get the kind of tips Callie got. The guys probably wouldn't risk losing their spots in line to go over and get lap dances from the other girls. Maybe if some guy came in off the streets and didn't know who Callie was they would go to see another girl for a lap dance but they would always be left disappointed and they'd feel even worse once they found out they could have gone to Callie for a lap dance. But usually she only saw like ten guys a night. It depended on how she felt that night. Callie was so good here that her boss didn't try to control her at all. He let her work for as long as she wanted and he let her put as much time into her lap dances if she wanted. Sometimes she would spend an hour with a man and then a half hour with the next man. It didn't seem fair but none of the guys minded. They were all jealous of the ones who got her for an hour but they never stopped coming to Callie. Why would they? They hoped maybe one day they would be one of the guys who got to be with her for an hour. Usually they never gave up hope.

She smirked as she looked at his face as she dropped her robe. He was probably shocked that she was going to give her lap dance naked. She imagined he wasn't used to girls being this comfortable with their bodies. Most girls thought they were too fat and were self-conscious about showing their bodies off for guys. Callie wasn't like this at all. She knew she was hot. After all why would all the guys be lining up outside the private rooms right now if she wasn't drop dead gorgeous? She knew they didn't all come here for her personality although that definitely helped. They liked how she was very bubbly and spontaneous. They all thought she would be fun to push around in the bedroom. They were definitely right about that. Guys loved fucking her.

She didn't know why but she was feeling very bold tonight so she decided to ask John questions she normally wouldn't ask another man. She knew he was probably shocked that she was being this daring but hopefully he liked it. She smirked as she bent over so he would have a clear view of her tight pussy from behind. Hopefully he was thinking about what it would be like to bend her over and fuck her pussy from behind. She always loved being fucked doggy style and she could see John liking that too. He probably wished he could dominate her right now. She was sure it was weird for him since Callie was the one with all the control here. She smirked at him as she got up so he would have a nice view of her large, perky breasts. She saw his eyes widen as she asked about them. It was fun to watch him reach out to touch her. She would never admit it to him but when he touched her she felt chills run up and down her spine. They were definitely the good kind of chills. He really made her want him badly. But she had to tell him that he wasn't allowed to touch her. She did want to feel his hands on her so badly but she couldn't bend the rules for him. Then all the guys would think they could touch her. Plus it was fun to tease him like this. He was probably used to getting what he wanted right when he wanted it. Well he would have to wait.

Callie was turned around and moving her hips in slow circles as John started to unbutton his pants and boxers. If she knew what he was doing she would be very shocked. She turned around and her eyes immediately widened when she realized he had his cock out of his pants. He was definitely doing things differently. She never had a guy who was bold enough to strip around her. They all kept their pants on. She would never tell John this but she was so glad to see that he didn't have his pants on. This made her want him even more. She licked her lips seductively as she stared at his cock, imagining herself moving closer to him and forcing his cock into her mouth. She thought about how much he would love it if she were to deep throat him right now. Then she started to fantasize about him fucking her tight pussy. That would be so amazing.

She giggled softly when she heard his words. He was mimicking her and using what she said earlier against her. He obviously knew how badly she wanted to touch him right now. "I still have to finish my lap dance. It's going to be a lot more interesting with your cock out but I guess that's okay. You're lucky I'm not making you leave.." To any normal girl something like this would have their voice shaking and they would be all nervous but Callie had been around many cocks before. She was definitely experienced with men. However she had never met a man like John before and she definitely never saw a cock as huge and appealing as his was. He had to know she was dying to lick him. She kept licking her lips.

She moved closer to him and resumed her lap dance. She wasn't going to let him get to her. She would finish this lap dance and turn him on even more. He would try to touch her again. She was sure of it. She placed one foot in between his legs on the ground and then the other on the chair. Callie started to grind herself against him. Their bodies were touching but this was allowed because it was part of the lap dance. Her leg occasionally would just barely brush against his cock but she tried not to think about that. She was already so wet for him. She really didn't need to get any wetter. She moved her hips in slow circles, continuing to grind against him. She shoved her breasts in his face, just barely brushing them against his nose. He was probably dying to take her perfect nipples into his mouth and suck and nibble on them but he couldn't. It wasn't allowed. However she might be willing to meet him out of the strip club some time for free. She already decided that John was definitely worth risking losing her job over.

 

[Quietman]

John didn't get all the shock out of her that he wanted ... but what he did get was priceless .... he wanted to knock some of that confidence out of her and leave her speechless ... that didn't happen ... but he could tell he rocked her back on her heels .... and the way she stood there a moment and stared at his cock while licking her lips told him she liked what she saw ... yep, that was a certainty ... the little slut liked what she saw. Then it was turn at being rocked back on the heels when she gave a little laugh and said without a hitch in her voice .. "I still have to finish my lap dance. It's going to be a lot more interesting with your cock out but I guess that's okay. You're lucky I'm not making you leave.."

"Damn ... this is not turning out like I planned" Big John thought .... she was all over him now ... so close at times he could feel her hot breath on his skin ... so close he could smell her scent .... this was fucking torture now ... " Geez, doesn't this girl know the dangers of driving a man too far ... does she not realize how close she is to being bent over and fucked down" His brain was churning now ... he knew he had put himself here .... he had only himself to blame .... she had turned the tables back on him now .... he just wondered if he would still be standing when the smoke cleared"

Big John had had enough .... it was too much for him ... he was going to fuck this one .... it had been a long time since he had let the beast out ..... over seventeen years as a matter of fact ... it was Cathy his first wife who had hung with him long enough to actually satisfy the animal lust that he was capable of turning loose .... and that had been one night of lust to celebrate their divorce and to mark their newborn freedom .... over seventeen years he had kept it locked away ... just tapping into it for a little ho hum sex with the old lady ... but tonight he was going to feral fuck this one ... and she would be lucky if she came away undamaged .... he was going to use his big cock to fuck that smirk off her face ..... she would remember Big John after tonight.

Reaching up he captured a nipple in between his teeth and grabbed her ass with both hands ... " Let's see her scamper away from this " he thought as he rose from the chair with Candy's little body trapped in his hands .... easing her down until his big cock touched her ..... just the head nudged up against her hot little fuck hole. He looked deep in her eyes and waited for a response.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

It was also getting harder for Callie to control herself. She was trying to torture John by giving him a sexy lap dance but it was also torturing her. She wanted him so badly. She couldn't remember the last time she wanted a guy this much. He had such a delicious cock, one she would love to have deep down her throat and buried in her cunt. Plus she knew he wanted her too. So if she really wanted him to fuck her she could have that, easily. All she had to do was sink her pussy down onto his cock right now and she would be his. But that would be wrong. She was at her place of employment. She wasn't supposed to sleep with her clients. If she got caught she would get in big trouble. She was the favorite but they could still fire her for this. Was John really worth taking a chance like that? She thought he would be but she didn't know for sure. She wouldn't know unless they had sex and that was what she was thinking about right now. She was trying to decide if she was going to do it.

She was shocked when he suddenly took her nipple into his mouth and began to bite it with his teeth. Before she had pushed him away when he tried to touch her but she definitely wasn't pushing him away now. She could feel his hands on her ass and it made her want him so badly. If she didn't get to have him inside of her soon she would go crazy. Suddenly she didn't care that she was risking everything for him. She knew it would be worth it. His cock was huge and it would feel perfect inside of her. She needed him inside of her now.

"We shouldn't be doing this here, I could get in big trouble.." She said softly but she was still moaning out because he was turning her on so much. He really knew how to make a girl want him so badly. "Fuck, I want you. We..We should get out of here but I know we can't. I can't let anyone see me leave with you.." She just had to hope that no one was looking in here right now. They had cameras, her boss could be watching her right now. Hopefully if he was watching he would decide not to fire her. She needed this job. "I need you inside of me now. Are you going to give me what I want? Are you going to fuck me as hard and fast as possible?" John definitely might be getting more than an hour with her tonight. Maybe he'd get the whole night. Her other clients would just have to get over it. He was more important than them. She didn't want to fuck any of them.

 

[Quietman]

"Damn it boy ... maybe this is going your way after all" John thought as he heard her words softly moaned into his ear ... she was hot .. he could feel the heat from her young cunt .... holding her ass in one big hand he reached down and took his big dick in hand .... rubbing the head back and forth the length of her sweet pussy ... smearing her juices around the big purple head ... preparing for the thrust ... " damn she is so wet she is dripping ... good thing too" he thought .... "I am going to rip this bitch apart" and in that instant ... just as he was ready to sink this sluts pink .... just when time had seemed to stop and the beast was rearing to go ... the door burst open and in strolled three of the biggest bouncers John had ever seen.

"Put it up cowboy" the biggest one said ... "There is a no touch rule here ... and that sure covers fucking too" .... he said through a snarl. John knew there was no chance to talk about it with these guys ... they probably felt his pain , but he saw no sympathy in their harsh stares .... easing the little dancer to the floor he gave her a wink and said "I guess we will have to finish this another time sweetness" .... She didn't have a reply .. just scooted around collecting her robe and slipping it on. John put his pecker away and pulled up his pants. " Don't bother stopping for a drink to go ... just keep on heading for the door , partner ... you have worn out your welcome for tonight" the big bouncer said with a sarcastic smirk. "What is the deal with these people ..... always smirking at a guy" .... Big John mumbled to himself as he slowly moved passed the three bouncers. "Boss wants to see you in his office now Candy ... no bullshit, he ain't happy either ... get your ass up there now" ... John heard the big guy tell the girl.

This is not good ... hell he was just having some fun ... he was not trying to get someone in trouble with his antics .... turning back he said to the guy"Hey look bud ... it wasn't her fault ... I lost control you know ... she told me about the no touch rule ... I just lost control"
"You don't worry about it asshat ... just keep walking ... go on GET!" he barked at John. John took a half step back toward him and the others closed in from both sides ... "Better go now John" that little voice inside him said .... and he listened this time. He turned and walked toward the door all the way thinking what a jerk he was to put her in this jam.

He went on outside ... it had gotten dark while he was inside the club and across the street there was a bulb out of the street lamp casting deep shadows and he decided he would wait there for her to come out. Hopefully, she would not be in serious trouble ... hopefully, she would not lose her job over this ... surely he was not the first to pull his cock out while she danced. "Damn, I hope I did not get her into too much trouble" John mumbled again to himself as he eased down to sit on the sidewalk ... leaning back against the bricks of the building behind him ... "always going too far, too fast"

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie thought she was finally going to get what she wanted from John when she felt him start to rub his cock against her pussy. It really felt so good, she moaned out loudly. Callie wasn't even bothering to hide how much she wanted this. John already knew she was dying to have him inside of her since she was so wet for him so there was really no point in acting like she didn't want this. They both wanted this so badly. She didn't care that it was wrong and against the rules. This was her private booth, John was her client. If she wanted to feel him inside of her she should get to experience that. No one should tell her what to do. Maybe all the fame was going to her head and making her think she could get away with things she normally wouldn't do. The lust she felt for John was definitely making her act crazy. She never before had felt this strongly about one of her clients. She definitely never thought she would fuck one of them in her private booth. She knew doing something like that could get her in big trouble so she never thought it would be worth it. Apparently John was changing her mind and making her do things she wouldn't normally do.

She was about to scream out his name in pleasure and she knew he was going to push himself into her soon when suddenly two bouncers came in. Damn those cameras. Now she knew her boss was watching this. He was probably really pissed at her too. Since they had sex from time to time she knew he wouldn't want her having sex with one of her clients. He would be pissed to see her with anyone other than him. He was fine with her giving lap dances and making the club lots of money but he wasn't fine with her being with other men. He had to know that she slept with men other than him though. It wasn't like they had sex all the time. He didn't have time to fuck her every day since he was running a business and had a wife. He never wanted her getting suspicious. But maybe he was fine with her fucking other men as long as he didn't see it. She should have told John to meet her after she got off work tonight. Then she wouldn't have to be wondering if she would ever see him again right now.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" She looked so upset right now and she was. She couldn't lose this job. If she lost this job she would be completely broke. At least John tried to make things better by telling them that this was his fault and not hers. She smiled a little at him. She really hoped she would get to see him again. What killed her the most about this situation was not knowing if she'd ever get to see that sexy man again. She watched as he walked out of the club and then she walked down the hall to her boss' office. Men were still waiting for her in line and they were all screaming about what the hold up was. They didn't like that she was going off to see her boss instead of giving more lap dances. She knocked on the door once and then opened it, walking in and taking a seat in front of him. "I'm really sorry about that. Please, there must be some way I can make this up to you.." She knew she'd have to fuck him to stay working here. There was no question about it.

ooc; want to play her boss? we could have some fun with them too, hehe. ;]

 

[Quietman]

Cyrus "Boss" Adams sat at his desk fuming .... he was pissed at the events of tonight ... his best dancer "Candy", one who he had under his thumb and so dearly loved to take advantage of, had done something very stupid. She had let things get entirely too far out of hand .... She had come close before, but had always turn the tide back in her favor ... tonight was different ... she had pushed this guy to the edge with her teasing and let him get the jump on her ... she had been in the process of getting raped when Boss had sent the "Bull" in to break it up .... good thing he and Bull had been watching the monitors.

Boss had been watching the whole thing on camera ... well most of it ... he had been verbally reaming Bull's ass out about some security issues that had come to his attention ... but still, even when deep in business meetings or ass chewings Boss kept an eye on Candy .... she was his golden girl .... big money making little whore is what she really was to him ... truth be known .... but Boss didn't deal a lot of truths ... he dealt out whatever it took for him to prosper .... what was good for Boss ... fuck everyone else .... not saying others didn't gain from that ... everyone working here was paid good for the services they rendered .... but Boss rendered a lot of extra services when he could .... and with this little slut .... he could ... and did ....often.

"Shut up , bitch" ... he snarled across the desk at Candy ... "I don't wanna hear shit from you .... you just sit there and listen" Boss paused for effect .... intimidation, he had that power down pat .... he used that to his advantage .... he used it to get people to do things they ordinarily would not do ... not just sexual favors ... he used intimidation to get friendship, love, money, loyalty ... you name it ... he used intimidation to get everything .... and he used it well.

"You almost fucked up tonight Candy ..... how many times I gotta tell you to make the motherfuckers behave .... tease the bastards sure ... you gotta make 'em want you ..... but don't lose your control ... and never fucking turn your back completely .... keep your fucking eye on 'em" ..... "hell, did you see the cock on that bastard? ...... he would have split you like firewood bitch! ..... geez, you barely can take my cock ... that fucker had a monster on him Candy" Boss often had wondered whether his 5 inches were enough for Candy or any other woman for that matter .... but he had long ago found that the only size that truly mattered to most women was the size of your bank account ..... and in that department Boss had enough to make any whore moan.

He knew that most often the moaning and squealing that Candy and the other girls did while he grunted and sweated on top of them was just for his benefit ..... but that was cool with him ... he looked at that as them paying respect .... it was just another example of the power he wielded over them ..... he intimidated them enough to deserve a moan for his troubles ... besides, the important part ... the whole point of the act was to get the cum drained from his balls .... that was all he wanted and they better damn sure get it done .... and in a timely manner.

He sat back in his chair .... another pause for effect .... while pausing he looked Candy over. His greedy little eyes taking in her beauty .... he knew he was lucky .. this one here could go anywhere in the state and make big money ... if she only realized what she had .... that was the key here and Boss knew it .... he knew he had to keep her under his thumb, but never squeeze hard enough to piss her off enough to venture out .... 'cause if he ever let her roam she would never come back .... so yeah, he intimidated, he pressured, but he also praised and rewarded ... just enough to balance it out.

"Look bitch .... you know how much trouble your bullshit could get me into .... all it would take is the ATF to send in one undercover agent and you let the motherfucker finger your twat and I am out of business!" .... he barked at Candy "That is why we have the no touch rule .... anything that can be misunderstood as sexual contact or prostitution in any manner will put locks on my doors" .... Boss growled at the girl. "Sure you're hot and a big draw, sure you put a lot of money in my pocket, and hell yeah I like your blowjobs ... but even considering all of that ... honey you ain't worth losing my business over ..... I found you on the streets, I gave you a place to stay and a job .... if you don't get your head out of your ass sugar ... you may find it right back out there ..... now what's it gonna take to get that through that pretty little empty head?" .... Boss was almost screaming , he was fucking furious!

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie was nearly shaking as she sat there waiting for her boss to speak to her. She knew that whatever he had to say would be very harsh. She just hoped he wouldn't fire her. She could deal with whatever mean things he had to say to her but she couldn't deal with being fired. She both loved and needed this job. She thought she had a pretty understanding boss. Yeah sometimes she had to give him blow jobs and occasionally she would let him fuck her but it was really nice of him to let her work here when she was only seventeen so she thought that was the least she could do. Obviously Callie had some serious daddy issues since she was willing to let guys use her body basically whenever they wanted it. It was shocking that she hadn't let more guys touch her and fuck her while working here since she loved sex so much. She really was a slut. This was the perfect job for her. But the guys who came here were never that sexy and they certainly never took their cocks out of their pants while she gave them lap dances. Maybe this kind of thing would have happened more often if they took their cocks out more. But still she knew this was her fault. Her boss was going to make sure she never did something like this again. She had to prove to him that she knew it was a mistake and would never get him in trouble.

Callie winced when he screamed at her to shut up and called her a bitch. She knew he would be really mean to her but she was shocked by how upset his words were making her. She hadn't meant to cause him any trouble. It just happened. "Yes sir." She said quietly and then listened to him speak. When he started talking about how big John had been she couldn't help but picture his cock in her head. She was really hoping her boss would let her leave his office soon so she could go try to find John. She did want to fuck him but she knew she couldn't do it at the club. Then they would just end up getting in trouble again. If they fucked at her apartment and she didn't charge him anything there really wouldn't be anything wrong with that. She was allowed to sleep with whoever she wanted. Her boss could tell her what she couldn't do while she was working but he couldn't control what she did in the privacy in her own home. And plus he would have no way of finding out what her and John did. She knew John wasn't going to go tell her boss what happened. That would be pretty stupid of him.

Callie felt like she was going to cry when he started talking about how she wasn't worth losing his business over. She was really worried that he was going to fire her but from what he was saying it didn't sound like he was planning on doing that just yet. Maybe if she slipped up again he would fire her but she was pretty sure he wanted her to stay working here. It would be dumb of him to fire her over something like this. She really didn't do anything wrong, especially since the bouncers stopped John from fucking her. Plus, it sounded like he thought John was going to rape her. She was pretty sure he didn't even realize that she wanted it too. Maybe it was because he thought the only man she wanted was him or something like that. So she couldn't really help it if a man raped her. That wouldn't be her fault. But knowing her boss he would probably blame her for it.

"I'm really sorry, sir. I know I slipped up tonight. I lost control over him. You're right, I never should have turned my back. It will never happen again. I swear it won't. I love this job and I don't want to lose it. This job has helped me out so much. You hired me and I really appreciate it. I know you took a big risk hiring me and I am so grateful that you did that for me.." Kissing her boss' ass was definitely going to help her right now. She just hoped she wouldn't have to give him sex before she left. If she stayed in here for awhile more John might leave before she had a chance to find him. That would be horrible. "Please don't fire me, I'm begging you. Give me one more chance! I've been good so far. I haven't slipped up at all. You know you can trust me. This won't happen again.." She didn't know what else she could say. She was begging him to let her keep her job. And hopefully he would let her continue to work here since she was the best stripper he had. She didn't know what she would do if he fired her. Then she might have to start selling her body for money. She couldn't even think about it. That scared her so much.

 

[Quietman]

Boss Adams could not keep the cheesy smile off his face, power was good and he definitely had his bluff on this little slut. If she only knew what she had it would be him begging her to stay. Candy brought in an easy grand a night extra money to this downtown dump, if she knew what they would give her out in the 'burbs she would walk out right now and never look back. He knew that she would not be here forever, so he was going to use her for all he could while the using was good.

"You're right bitch ... I know you need this job is why you are begging ... where else would a little whore like you make this kind of dough? .... the only other place would be peddlin' your pussy on the street corner out front ... and you know it .... so you better act right!" Boss barked at the crying girl. Damn, those tears running down that angelic face were causing his cock to swell. "Turn the tears off ... dry 'em up ... I ain't going to run you off tonight .... but one more fuckup and you're gone .... got it?" She was a hot piece of flesh and completely under his thumb ... she would do anything he told her to do ...anything. Power was some heady shit to Boss Adams and he wielded it like no other tyrant past or present.

"Dry it up girl and come over here and show me how appreciative you are to still be workin' for ol' Boss" he said as he rolled back his chair, unzipped his pants and took out his cock.

Meanwhile, outside on the sidewalk, John was thinking about the events of the evening. He was kicking his own ass for being such a jerk and getting Candy in such a jam. He knew that if indeed her boss had been watching closely he would surely have seen that the girl was indeed as excited and as ready to fuck as he had been. So, she was in a jam for sure and it was his fault .... "Damn, why couldn't I have just accepted the dance and not tried to make her long for me as I was longing for her? .... hell, I knew she was interested ... I didn't have to go and try to force the issue while she was working ... and besides I am a married man ... I have a wife at home ... not much of one, but still a wife .... just because your life is fucked up why you got to fuck up what that little angel had going on ... fucking dipshit!"

"I got to make this right somehow .... I got to make sure she is ok and that she knows I am not just out for some stray pussy ... besides, she is less than half my age .... I will never forgive myself if she loses this job ... even though it has got to be degrading for her to dance naked for a bunch of low life's like me ... still by the looks of that crowd she has got to be raking in some serious cash .... if she loses this the only other way she could make as much would be selling that sweet pussy ..... then she really would be degrading herself and not to mention putting herself out on these streets for some maniac to make her disappear ... I got to make this right without fucking her .... I have got to show her that not all men are out to fuck her .... got to show her that there are still some good guys left in the world... but damn it boy ... that fine ass body is going to make this task damn near impossible!"

Big John was tired and hungry and his mind was not thinking clearly. He knew he needed some food and coffee to shake off the booze he had drank in the club. He knew he would not be able to go home in this condition and besides he was not going home until he found out if Candy was fired. Glancing down the block he saw that the diner he had passed by was still open ... he had a plan.

Ripping the flyer that announced the next celebrity stripper coming to the club from the corner lamp post, he neatly folded it in half. Taking a pen from his shirt pocket he quickly wrote a note explaining to the girl that he was sorry about the big scene he had caused and also apologized for getting her into trouble with her boss. He also wanted to make it up to her by buying her something to eat or at least a cup of coffee ... he further explained that he would be waiting for her at the all night diner down the street. Ending the note with another apology for trying to force himself on her and swore he would be a perfect gentleman if she would honor him with her company.

Taking the note back across the street he approached the goon that was watching the front entrance. "Hold it right there cowboy" the guy snarled at John "Bull said to keep an eye on you and not let you back inside ... so, take a hike"
Big John looked the guy up and down and said ... "Friend ... I don't want to go back inside ... I have had enough of your place for one night ... but I would like to get this note to Candy and if you do that for me I will give you twenty now and another after she tells me she got it ..... now forty bucks ain't much I know, but delivering notes don't take much does it? ..... so what do you say .. have we got a deal?"

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie continued to cry as her boss yelled at her and told her all about how she wouldn't be able to find a job this good anywhere else. She knew he was right. If she didn't have this job she would be forced to work as a hooker and she really didn't want that. As much as it killed her to have to suck up to her boss and act like she was sorry for something she wanted to do so badly she knew she had to do this. Of course she had no idea that really she could have gotten paid a lot more than she was getting here. This was her first stripping job so she just assumed they were really paying her a lot here. When her boss wasn't mad at her he was acting like she was the most amazing stripper ever. He always called her his star. He didn't really show her any affection but the little he did show her was enough to keep her working here instead of going off and trying to find a better paying job at another strip club. She just didn't understand why she would leave a place like this when she had it so good here. It didn't make sense to her.

She wiped her tears away right after he told her to dry them up because he wasn't going to fire her tonight. She couldn't believe how lucky she was. Her boss could have easily fired her but he wasn't going to. He was taking another chance on her. She was so happy that he was doing this for her. She should have known he would never let her down. "Thank you so much, sir! I promise you won't regret this. I'm going to work extra hard from now on. I'll be here every night of the week. You can count on me to bring in lots of money. I'm going to make this place even more popular than it used to be." She was actually smiling as she thought about doing all these things. She really wasn't lying when she said she loved this job. Sometimes it felt a bit degrading to have all those men staring at her because she knew they all dreamed about fucking her but it only seemed degrading on her bad days. Most of the time she loved working at this place.

She was just starting to think her boss might let her go without expecting her to please him but then he told her to come over to him and show her how appreciative she was that he wasn't firing her. She should have known he would want something from her for this. Whenever she acted up she always had to give him head or let him fuck her to make it up to him. It was sick and disgusting but she had to do it. Her boss' cock was so small. She hated giving him head and it felt even worse to have him inside of her but she had no choice. She had to act like he had one of the best cocks in the world when really she couldn't stand it. It was just the way it is. At least she knew after tonight she probably wouldn't have to do something like this for at least another month.

"Yes, sir. I will make it up to you right now." She said, watching as he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. She knew he was already hard for her. It wasn't hard for her to turn him on. She never really tried to turn him on, it just happened. But it made sense. She was the hottest stripper here. Of course he would be easily turned on when looking at her. She moved closer to him and got down on her knees in front of him. She loved stripping but this was the part of her job that she really hated. This was definitely so degrading. She shouldn't have to suck his cock to keep her job but he was her boss and she had to do what he said. She had no choice in the matter.

She wasted no time before lowering her head to his cock, starting to lick up and down his length. She figured she might as well get this over with. The quicker she got him to cum the sooner she would get out of here and try to find John. She licked him for a few minutes, wanting to get him ready for her mouth. Then she finally took all of him in her mouth and began bobbing her head up and down as quickly as possible, deep throating him. She had to keep herself from crying as she did this. It wasn't easy since she hated this so much. At least it was easy to get all of his cock in her mouth since he was so small. She kept her lips wrapped tightly around his cock the whole time she blew him, knowing that would feel the best. Hopefully he would cum soon. She couldn't stand doing this for much longer.

 

[Quietman]

Boss loved to watch Candy suck his cock . She was so skilled at it and always worked in a fever pitch whenever she blew him. God, it felt good to have power over people ... growing up in a poor neighborhood with barely enough food to eat Boss never imagined that life would turn out so good for him. He was the reason for it though, it was his hard work that brought his dreams to reality. His constant conniving and strongarm tactics had gotten him here ... it was not given to him on a silver platter like a lot of rich men.

Reaching down he grabbed Candy by her hair and cruelly forced her head down until his balls were fully against her chin .... he then thrust his hips bouncing her lips against his pubic bone ... bruising them, but he didn't care ... as long as he did not bust her lip and give her a reason not to dance he would be ok. She kept up the sucking like a champ and he knew he would not last long. He never did in her mouth ... hell, he never did in any of her holes. What he wanted to do was choke her with his cock but that had never happened ... oh well he knew he would choke her with his cum and that was coming soon.
"Suck it bitch ... suck ol' Boss's cock you little whore" he snarled through gritted teeth. He was almost there it was feeling much to good for him to try and hold out. He grabbed her head in both hands and fucked her face for all he was worth ... feeling the cum boiling in his sack he sank his cock deep in her mouth and exploded.
"Drink my cum whore ... swallow it down bitch .... all of it ... you spit it out and it's your ass ... you hear me slut" he growled.

While Cathy was busy with Boss, up the street in the diner, Big John was about to get started on the hamburger and coffee he had ordered. Smiling as the waitress sat it down in front of him he asked if she had some ketchup for the fries. He watched her ass all the way to the counter as she went to get him some from the bar. "Damn, ain't much better than a woman's ass .... the Lord sure knew what he was doing" Big John grinned to himself.

Maybe he should have waited a little longer on Candy he thought as he took the ketchup from the waitress, but he really had no idea when she would arrive or if at all for that matter. After all he was at the mercy of the goon and how bad he wanted that other twenty ... the guy could have just wiped his ass on the note and thrown it in the trash for all he knew. Hopefully not, but that very well could be the case. So, instead of sitting here starving to death he decided to order the burger and put something in his gut besides the beer and whiskey he had downed at the joint. He could always order something else when she got here because the burgers were kind of small.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie hated giving him head because he always tried to hurt her while he was doing it. She knew he loved having control over her. He probably got turned on from hurting her and making her pay for wanting John. He probably knew that she wanted John way more than she ever would want him and she knew that pissed him off. But she could never tell him that because it would get fired. She had to kiss her boss' ass and act like he had the most amazing cock in the world when really all she wanted to do right now was bite his cock. That was what he deserved from her. If only she didn't need this job so much. Then she could be out of here and off with John having fun. He would know how to show her a good time. His cock was so massive. It made her boss' cock look like nothing. At least she knew she could make him cum quickly. That was the only good thing about this.

Her head was hurting from where he was pulling on her hair and her lips were hurting too because he was being so brutal with her but she only had to deal with a little more of this. Hopefully he would let her go home after she finished giving him head. She would probably start crying if he said she had to stay for sex. All she could think about was John and how much she wanted him. When she sucked her boss off she pictured John's cock inside of her mouth. It made this a little more fun for her but still it was hard to pretend that this five inch cock was John's since she knew he was a lot bigger than this. Hopefully soon she would feel him in her mouth. She needed to please a real cock.

She hated how her boss would call her so many terrible names. If John called her a bitch or a whore it would probably sound sexy but it just sounded mean when her boss said it. Maybe because she hated giving him head. She loved dirty talk but it was only fun when she actually liked the man who was talking dirty to her. She was relieved when he finally came down her throat. She was already planning on swallowing his cum because she knew he would be so pissed if she didn't. When he screamed at her to swallow it and not spit it out she did just that, swallowing all of his cum. Finally she got to pull his cock out of her mouth. Hopefully he wouldn't get mad at her for doing that. He was done coming so there was really no sense in leaving his cock in her mouth for any longer. She licked him clean then stood up. Hopefully he wouldn't get mad at her for doing this without his permission. "Am I free to go now, sir? Was that blow job good enough for you?" She hoped he wouldn't be able to tell how badly she wanted to leave. That would make him mad.

 

[Quietman]

The girl had swallowed every drop of his cum just as she was told ... she could sure drink some cum ... never had she choked in the past .... and always came up with a smile on her face ... he had to admit the kid was a trooper. She would make it fine in this world he knew. Because she would do what she had to in order to get by ... she was a survivor.

Looking down at his spent cock and drained balls he knew there was nothing else going to happen involving those two tonight ... so when Candy asked if she could go he told her sure ... and just to show he was a good boss he gave her the option of returning to the booth or taking the rest of the night off ... just because she was such a good little cocksucker. She looked pleased and scampered quickly out the door.
"Hmmmm ... I wonder what she has got planned" ..... Boss Adams thought as he put his pitiful dick back in his pants. "She better damn sure not let this shit happen again or ol' Boss will fuck up her world for her and enjoy doing it" ... he muttered to himself as he pulled the stack of receipts toward him and settled into the task of balancing the books.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie looked really nervous as she waited for her boss to tell her if she could either stay or go. She was shocked when he said she could either go back to working the booth or take the rest of the night off if she wanted to. She told him she would be taking the night off and smiled widely as she ran out of the room. She wasn't even bothering to hide how excited she was about getting off for the night. Really she'd been planning on leaving even if her boss didn't say it was okay but it was a lot better that she had her boss' permission to leave. Now she knew she wouldn't get fired.

She was walking out of the club when the bouncer stopped her and gave her the note that John gave him. She had been planning on going out and trying to find him but this would make it a lot easier. She thanked the bouncer and went outside to read the note. She immediately headed down the street to the diner John said he would be at. She was still wearing her sexy stripper outfit since she hadn't felt like changing. She had on the purple animal printed bra and panties with a tiny black skirt and a white see-through tank top over her bra. And of course she had her 'fuck me' heels on.

She walked into the diner and immediately all the eyes turned to her. The guys were all licking her lips and wanting to say something to her but of course most of them were too scared to. She smiled when she saw John sitting at a booth eating a hamburger. She walked up to him and took a seat across from him. "There you are. Sorry it took so long. I had to uh..take care of something." She didn't want to admit to John that the reason she took so long was because she just finished sucking her boss' cock. She had a feeling that might not make him like her very much. "I was worried you already left. I'm really glad you're still here.." She said, smiling at him. "I'm Callie by the way. You don't need to call me Candy. I like you so you can know my real name.." She said, giggling softly. "You were pretty naughty back at the club, definitely my boldest client ever. I liked it. Luckily I still have my job."

 

[Quietman]

Sitting in the booth alone Big John chewed the hamburger and washed it down with the coffee ... patiently awaiting the girl ... hoping that she did get his message. Just when he was about to give up he heard the guy in the booth across the aisle swear under his breath and give a soft whistle. Turning to look in his direction John saw the look on the guys face and knew there was only two things that brought an expression like that to a man's face .... tits and ass. Looking over his shoulder he saw Candy walking his way ... damn she still had the same outfit on as she did when she took the stage ... no wonder the poor guy sitting there was having a hard time of it .... John grinned as she sat down across from him in the booth.

He felt good when she told him her real name was Callie ... it pleased him to know she already trusted him enough to reveal that to him. He turned just a little red when she chided him about his bad behavior back at the club. He stammered out his apologies and told her his name was John and he did not know what got into him ... he was really not that kind of guy. He told her he was glad she did not lose her job and swore it would never happen again. looking across the table at her he had a strong feeling of fatherly concern come over him.
"She is no more than a girl" he thought to himself "She doesn't belong in a place like that ... she should be in college or something ... not dancing nude for strangers .... I wonder what kind of story she has to tell" He knew he was not her father, but he could not help but feel as though she needed someone to protect her from the world outside. He wondered where her real father was and how she came to be a dancer .... well, there was only one way to find out and that was to ask ... all she could do was tell him to fuck off and mind his own business ... somehow John got the feeling she would not ... he felt like they had a connection.

"So, Callie tell me your story were you born around here ... uhh ... how did you come to being here ... you know? ...uhhh .. stripping for a living?" ... Jesus he knew that sounded lame the minute it came out of his mouth .... "oh well, maybe she won't laugh in my face" he thought as he sat back and waited for her reply..

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie smiled widely at John as she sat across from him in the booth. Really she would prefer to be sitting right next to him but maybe she would move once they talked a little more. She still wanted him badly but she wasn't going to start kissing him the second she told him her name. They needed to get to know each other more. Maybe they wouldn't even have sex tonight. Earlier in the club she'd been dying to feel him inside of her. She still wanted him badly but it was a little bit easier for her to control herself since she wasn't staring at his cock right now. If he were to suddenly pull his cock out of his pants she wouldn't be able to help herself. She'd have to put her mouth on him or something. But luckily she knew he wasn't going to pull his cock out in the middle of a diner. It was okay for him to do that at the strip club. That made sense but it would be weird here.

She was happy that he finally told her his name. She kept thinking about him as that guy who was really hot but now she could put a name to the face. She felt better now that he knew her real name. She really liked him and it would have been weird if he kept calling her Candy. She wouldn't like it at all. This way he would say her real name every time he talked to her and she wouldn't feel like he was talking to someone else.

She wondered if he really meant it when he said that would never happen again. She hoped he wouldn't come in the club and pull his cock out again but she also hoped that didn't mean he would never let her see his cock again. That would be so sad. She knew she might not get to do anything with him tonight but she hoped one day she would get to. He was so hot. They obviously wanted each other badly. The chemistry between them was undeniable. She was shocked that they weren't kissing right now.

She was shocked when he asked her what her story was and how she started stripping. Her tan face immediately turned pale. This was the last thing she expected him to ask her. She thought he would be suggesting that they get out of here and find a motel room. She didn't think he actually wanted to hear about her life. Maybe she was wrong about him. "I..I don't really like talking about my story. I..I didn't have a very nice childhood.." She bit her lip nervously. It was shocking that she was saying this much. She wasn't normally this open with men she barely knew but there was something special about John. He made her want to talk. "Basically I had to start stripping. My mother's dead and my father's in prison. I needed a way to make money and I've always loved sex. Stripping just seemed like the natural thing to do." She would share more details with him once she got to know him more. For now that was all she planned on saying about her past.

 

[Quietman]

John liked the easy way she talked and how the smile was quick to spread across her beautiful face. He also quickly picked up on her hesitance to talk about her past .. only briefly explaining her moms death and her dad being locked up in prison ... "Poor kid ... she didn't have anyone to turn to" Big John realized as she sat looking down at her lap. She was very beautiful and would almost be angelic without the garish eyeliner and the slut suit she had on ... but she made a good slut too ... he could not help but think as his eyes dropped down to her large boobs showing through the see through she has on. "Damn it ... get your eyes back up on her face you ol' pervert" he said to himself in reprimand.

Quickly looking up he looked straight into her beautiful blue eyes and knew he had been caught again ... "shit' .. he swore under his breath. There goes the good guy image and he had only just got it rolling too .... he grinned at her and to his surprise she returned it. That's good ... he thought his asking about her past might have caused her to clam up and grow depressed, but the smile on her face and the twinkle in her eyes reassured him it was not so ... he decided then that he really liked her ... not just for her body either ... he liked the way she carried herself. He liked the way she stayed positive and not whining over her misfortunes like most girls her age would do .... most girls would have taken this opportunity to go off on some poor me story ... not Callie though ... and although he really wanted to hear her story he was actually glad she remained quiet ... he would get it out of her later ... and he knew there would be a later ... for some reason he felt a bond with her and no matter what it took he was going to make sure there was a later.

He took the following silence as an opportunity to tell her a little about himself .. thinking it would ease some of the awkwardness of that moment ... he told her how he was married and had been for seven years ... but things were a little rocky right now ... citing differences and a feeling of drifting apart as the cause .... in fact, he told her that is how he had came to be in the strip club that night ... he told her of the fight he and Peggy had and how he had walked out for some fresh air ... he told Callie how he had been walking aimlessly and looked up to realize he was downtown and miles from home not knowing how he had gotten there ... that's how hard he had been thinking on the problems ... he told her he really didn't know what he was going to do about it ... but one thing he knew the fight tonight had been worth it ... because if it had never happened he would never had met her .... this last revelation had brought heat to his cheeks and he knew he was blushing .... "Damn it .... 41 years old and blushing like a schoolboy ..... give me a fucking break here .... she really thinks I am lame now" he thought and now it was his turn to look down at his lap in silence.

 

[nothingbutporcelain]

Callie couldn't believe that she was actually able to tell John some things about her past without tearing up. Of course she didn't go into detail so that helped to keep her from getting really upset. When she gave him the brief story she didn't really need to think much about what happened. It was just easier to tell him that her mother was dead and her father was in prison. She didn't tell him that the reason her father was in prison was because he murdered her mother since he wanted to be with her instead of her older mother who wasn't as good looking as Callie. Just thinking about it now was making her upset. She needed to push those terrible thoughts to the back of her mind and think about good things. John was sitting in front of her and being so sweet. All she had to do was look up at him and she felt better. She knew everything would be okay as long as she was with him. For some reason he made her feel safe. She wanted to spend the whole night with him but she doubted that would be possible. He probably had places to go. She was already keeping him so late.

She wasn't all that shocked when she caught John staring at her breasts again. He was a man so she understood why he liked looking at them. It really didn't bother her at all. In fact she was glad that he liked them so much. She would have loved to feel his hands all over him but she knew that wasn't going to happen and she wasn't going to ask him for that. She loved sitting here talking to him and she didn't want to ruin things by suggesting they get out of here and go somewhere more private. They were probably both thinking about how good it would feel to have him inside of her but at least they were controlling themselves for now. She just wasn't sure how long this would last. Once Callie wanted a guy it was hard for her to stay away from him until she finally had him.

She listened closely as he told her about his marriage to his wife and how things were rocky with her. She should have known that he would be married. Most of the men who came to her shows were married. Why did she think that he might be single? Here she was thinking he might be interested in her but now she knew he wasn't. If anything he would just want sex from her, nothing more. He couldn't be looking for a relationship since he was married, not that Callie really wanted one herself. It was just nice to think about a guy actually wanting to take her on dates and not just fuck her all the time. She started smiling so widely when he told her that the fight tonight had been worth it because it allowed him to meet her. She didn't think he sounded lame at all. In fact she thought he was adorable right now. She wanted to kiss him so badly but she held herself back for now. "I'm glad you had the fight too. I like you a lot. I feel this connection between us. I really want to get to know you. Do you feel the same way, John?" She asked him nervously and then reached out and took his hand, holding it in hers. She was afraid he would jerk his hand away from hers but for some reason she had a feeling he wouldn't.