Partners in Crime (Alpha and smallbutnotsweet)

[AlphaZero]

Max had made every move life had expected him to. Gone to college, done well gotten a good job with a good company. That had been six years ago.

The great life he had thought he was going to find had ended up ringing hollow. He was going nowhere in the company and his personal life was in the shitter. And so he found himself at a strip club, celebrating the engagement of the boss he hated to some bitch who got promoted by sucking cock.

He slouched in his chair, dark eyes staring at the mostly empty beer on the table in front him, scowling at the group of his co-workers gathered around the stage hurlings fist fulls of bills to the girl dancing. He ran a hand across his short, sandy colored hair then took another pull from his bottle, finishing it off. He could feel the half dozen rounds he had working their magic. He wanted to storm over to the stage and crack a bottle across the back of his prick of a bosses head. But he wasn't dunk enough for that. At least not yet. Maybe he'd see about getting himself a private dance, that could be fun.

 

[smallbutnotsweet]

Erica had started very differently, when she was 16 she was chucked out of her home for accusing her father of sexually abusing her. She had wandered the streets until Fabio had found her, he took her in like his own daughter. Taught her the ways of being a mobster and how to cheat people out of money, how to use a gun, everything. Then when she turned 18 he employed her at his strip club to dance for some his best clients, to get them to spend more money and often used her as a way of bargaining, telling them that they'd get a night with her.

There had been a stag do in that night, some tossers from Wall Street, the usual. She'd already been on under her stage name "Cherry" before they arrived. She had been due to go on again and by that point they'd been far more drunk and were definitely try and make a move on her. "And now for your pleasure we present Cherry" She rolled her eyes and jumped up on stage, she danced better that night than she had in a long time and the men in front of her went wild.

She could see Fabio by the bar drinking a martini and he held up a drink next to him to her, she knew she'd done well that night, it was champagne. They had always had a system, if she did very well he would buy her champagne if not... she had to do five shots of Sambuca and then he'd take her doggy style in the alley way in front of all his employees, including the other girls.

 

[AlphaZero]

He gaze moved back towards the stage, his jaw falling slack at the sight of the girl now on stage. There was something different about her, something about the way she moved that set her apart from the other girls that night. Something he couldn't put his finger on.

Maybe it was the drink, maybe it was his . Maybe it was the fact that he hadn't been with a woman since college but he wanted her. Wanted to feel her skin against his palms and taste her lips against his. He reached for a glass on the table, a whisky someone else had left there and downed the thing in one smooth movement.

 

[smallbutnotsweet]

She finished her dance and blew a kiss at the men now wolf whistling her and sauntered off stage, pulling on her dressing gown she wandered over to the bar and kissed Fabio on both cheeks and took the champagne off him, giving him a big smile "What did I do to deserve this?" She said holding up for the toast she was sure we was going to make. His grin disappeared suddenly as he saw someone enter and he touched her arm "Excuse me sweet" he said as he wandered off. She sighed and leant against the bar, looking at the hungry men now reaching out to Asia.

She could see the lone guy at the table staring at her and there was something about him that sent chills up her spine, she collected the robe around herself and went backstage and awaited her next orders.

 

[AlphaZero]

He felt drawn to the girl. Watching her talk with the man at the bar before vanishing back stage. He waited several moments before pushing himself to his feet, staying out of sight of the security guys before ducking back stage. The dressing room was isolated and strangely empty, just the two of them.

Max cleared his throat, hoping to catch her attention. "Um....hi...." he finally said, not sure what else to say.

Up close she was even more gorgeous then she had been on stage, and he felt nervous, unsure of how she'd react to his presence back here, "Was hoping to maybe get a private show from you."

 

[smallbutnotsweet]

Erica jumped about a mile in the air when he spoke, turning to look at him. "you shouldn't be back here" she said, taking his hand and leading him away and into the private rooms, she locked the door behind them and pushed him down into the plush seat.

He was better looking than most of the men that she got in here, but then that wasn't really saying much, as most of the men that came in were old and ugly. She slowly started a dance for him, pulling off clothes as she went. Watching him watch her, his breath string with the smell of alcohol.

 

[AlphaZero]

The chair was soft and seemed to swallow him right up when she pushed him down into it. His hands balled on the arms rests, fighting back the urge to reach out and touch her, feel her against his palms.

His breath quickened and his arousal at her performance became clear.

"God your gorgeous." he muttered under his breath.

 

[smallbutnotsweet]

She gave him a winning smile, noticing his arousal and raising an eyebrow, he was big, there was no denying it. She could feel her palms getting sweaty... What was this? Was she attracted to him?
She got down on the ground and crawled towards him, coming up between his legs and body rolling up before turning and bending down in front of him, her ass just grazing his arousal.