Give Me Some Money, Honey (Lemon & T-Howell)

[T-Howell]

He ran his hands up and down her body as she sat on his lap wanting to keep her from coming down from her orgasm as he wanted her to feel comfortable figuring she had never been involved in something like that since he hadn't seen or been involved in something like that. He had been around quite some time and been to many strip clubs but he had never had a single inclination to go down on one of them. And by the adorable expression on her face he knew that she was worth his affections and oral attentions. He ran his hands over her heated up naked thighs and looked into her eyes and smiled at her. "You taste good by the way." He joked as he held her tightly to his lap. He covered up her body as a bit of a reflex not wanting all of the world to see the beautiful girl's naked body and wanting it all to himself selfishly.

He wasn't sure if she wanted to hear his name or not but he felt it was appropriate to introduce himself seeing as how he was actually attracted to this girl for more than just her rockin' body and fabulous stage presence. The way she carried herself was just as sexy as her thighs being wrapped around his legs and having her on his lap in his opinion. He made sure to hold onto her thighs instead of her butt since that would feel like he was objectifying her and that was not on his mind at all. "Klayton King, that is. I'd give you a business card, but they're not really a good idea in my business." He said with a chuckle.

He looked into her eyes as she decided to introduce herself back to him finally in a whisper he smiled at her and kissed her on the forehead. "Well then it's a pleasure to meet you Gabby." He said with his bulge pressing into her bare soaking pussy. When he noticed her burrowing into his neck he looked at her. "When do you get off?" He asked at first before stroking her body more as he held onto her. "We should go somewhere more private and get to know each other without this music playing, and possibly with you wearing some clothes." He said with a smile. "Or not now that I think about it." He said with a little wink.

 

[Lemon]

Gabby fidgeted at his comment, finding her eyes widening, out of sheer reaction to it. She...tasted good? Once again, before she could expose just how little, vulnerable, and shy she felt all of a sudden, she once more tucked her face against the side of the man's neck. A small noise resounded from her, akin to a whimper and a whine. Goddess, what was the matter with her? She had never, ever felt this way before around another person. Let alone a customer of hers. It was a bit frightening, but, nonetheless, she tried her best to remain calm. Certainly, the way Klayton was stroking her flesh, and keeping her well hidden against his frame, was helping matters greatly. "Your business," she muttered, her interest slightly piqued. Well then...what in the world did this man do as a career? Plenty of men dabbled in the illegal scene...did he?

Overwhelmed by his sweet, tender affections, she could easily find herself comfortable with him, if they were anywhere but here right now. Those men were still ogling her like a piece of meat, and while Gabby could care less, it was admittedly distracting when she was trying to listen to, and answer Klay's questions. "I get off in less than half an hour," she mused, already knowing her schedule like the back of her hand. "And...going somewhere more private would be ideal. I've...never quite done anything like that before, and it's still taking me a while to accept the fact that you just..." God, she couldn't even say it out loud.

Why was he making her come off as a weak kitten? This was absurd. Gabby never gave off such a soft side, and even if she had wanted to keep herself safely protected behind that hardened, professional exterior, Klayton had very well torn it down within a single hour. Leaning back, and away from the warm source of his neck, her eyes met his own, and she offered him a smile. "If you can carry me towards the back rooms...they're behind me, to the right, behind the velvet curtains...then I'd gladly get dressed and talk with you more," she admitted, actually truthful. That, and if she was planning on letting this man grow a bit closer to her, she wanted to do it without their current audience. He was perverted, and yet...he had managed to give her the most pleasure she had felt in over five months. A selfless, generous (possible) criminal? How interesting...

 

[T-Howell]

He smiled a bit to himself when she nuzzled into his neck and hid like a cat. He continued to caress her naked body as she sat up on his lap. He heard her mutter the words but didn't respond not wanting to talk about that out in the open. He was going to pleasure her a lot if she got all cute and sheepish like this all the time. "I look forward to when you get off, again." He said with a little laugh as she mentioned going somewhere private. "I think I know just the place." He whispered into her ear before reaching down and giving her backside a little squeeze and kissing her neck softly still covering up the rest of her body from all the prying eyes around the club. He looked over at the henchmen he had brought to the club and then back at her giving her another soft kiss on the lips. "Guys, if you're bored you can take the car back to the hotel." He said to his henchmen. He had enough money on him and in the ATM to just go buy a new car after she got off work and if she didn't have one of her own that's exactly what he would do. It seemed like an interesting way to get to know her.

She seemed awfully different than she had whens he slipped her foot into his mouth earlier on in the evening, and that was neat. He liked her without her guard up and more like a regular girl instead of an incredible stripper. He looked down at her beautiful smiling face and nodded when she asked him to carry her to the back rooms. "That'll work for me." He said standing up with her little body wrapped around his thin muscular frame and held her naked body tight to his suit carrying her to the back room through the curtains. "I'm not going to upset anyone being back here am I?" He said worried about offending any of the beautiful young lady's coworkers by watching them get dressed. He was glad to be out of the lights and awful music of the main room of the strip club and sat her down gently on her feet. Before she got dressed he took a little look up and down her body just in case something went wrong with their conversation.

 

[Lemon]

His teasing comment had her playfully hitting at his upper arm, unable to help but giggle in response. Naturally, Gabby was a very confident, and independent young woman. She would never dare show such a weak demeanor to another person willingly. Yet, somehow this Klayton King had managed to wither his way beneath her skin, and forced her to shut down like a failed outlet. Both riddled with the after-effects of her intense orgasm, and the reality that it had all happened so shamelessly in the open...it was no wonder she was like this. Wanting nothing else, than to simply curl up and hide. He had gotten the better of her in public, among the frequenting crowd inside of the establishment she worked for. It was a feat within itself, whether he realized this or not. Gabby Jeanne seemed to have finally met her match...

"No, you won't upset anyone," she murmured gently, finding herself slipping down, and settling upon her feet. The girls around them gave the man a potent look of admiration, and a look of teasing towards Gabby. Quickly, she snatched up the silken black robe that had been laid haphazardly upon the back of her assigned chair, in front of her station. Shrugging the thin material onto her shoulders, she tied it off, and grabbed Klay's hand without another word. Tugging him down the adjacent hallway from where they had just previously stopped, they stopped in front of a room numbered six, and opening the door, were exposed to a very comfortable, relaxed environment. A crush-velvet couch, two other chairs, an assortment of goodies strewn across the elegant side-tables. It was her own utopia, which was often shared with a high paying customer.

Leading him in, she pushed back into the door, closing it in turn. Her eyes immediately settled onto the man then, and she took in a deep breath, feeling all sorts of confronting, terrifying things. This was all so overwhelming...so soon, and she really couldn't bring herself to hate it, either. "You, uhm...you aren't from around here, are you," she asked, bare foot grazing across the soft carpet.

 

[T-Howell]

He gave little smiles to the other girls in the room and then just kept his focus on Gabby. He ran his eyes up and down her naked body and then smiled as she slipped on the robe. "Well I guess that's better for a conversation." He joked and then looked down at her wondering if she was planning on having a talk with him there in front of everyone or going somewhere even more private. His question was answered rather abruptly as he was dragged down the hallway to a much more private looking room. "Well this is a much better place." He teased her as he sat down on the crushed velvet couch. "Before I thought this place was pretty trashy and didn't understand why you worked here, but this is nice." He said somehow able to tell that she enjoyed this place even without the words needing to be said. He leaned back on the couch and waited for the beautiful Gabby Jeanne to take her seat wherever she would feel comfortable.

He could also tell how nervous she was with the looks on her face and the way she sheepishly was talking with her foot dragging on the carpet. "I am not." He answered simply. "I have to travel kind of a lot." He said still not ready to give away his actual job. He slid his hands through his hair and looked up into her eyes with his pale blue ones focused on her face. "Pretty nice town." He commented completely lying, but he didn't want to insult the girl's home. "And if you're wondering you are the first person I've ever uh, done that to in public." He said blushing a bit with his own shyness coming out for a minute. "But there's no one I'd rather have done it with." He added again flirting with the girl. "I don't expect anything in return either." He added not wanting her to feel forced by anything he said or did. His pale face stuck out a bit in the darkish room.

"You shouldn't be so nervous by the way. I'm a good dude." He said licking his lips and still tasting her a bit on his tongue. "If involved in some shifty operations." Klayton laughed as he said that. He was giving her a little hint that he was involved in some less than legal dealings and keeping the mystery about himself up at the same time. "So you should just sit down and have a nice conversation with me and hopefully at the end you'll want to quit your job." He added making his intentions a little bit more clear.

(I was totally going to send you a message on MSN, but then I realized it's like 11:30 here and I should get some sleep at least. So there's that )