Blow Job

I subtly stick out my chest to show her that a pervert had just entered her midst. If she notices my tits, she doesn't acknowledge it in anyway.

"Cover is $7.50," she says. "That includes the lunch buffet."

I hand her a twenty-dollar bill. She gives me most of my change in two-dollar bills, knowing that they'll end up in her co-workers' G-strings.

I stuff the money in my left pocket and walk down a hallway. I pass a guy punching numbers into an ATM machine and round a corner. Suddenly, I'm inside.

The place is the size of a warehouse and lit almost entirely by black lights. Techno music vibrates the ground. The bar and the stage closest to the entrance sit empty. All the action is at the other end of the room, where a petite blonde twirls around a pole.

The club is almost empty, but the noise and the darkness make it seem more full than it is. A guy wearing a tie is sitting stage side. Two Mexican dudes sit behind him and, a black guy is at a table behind them. A couple of guys at the bar work at plates stacked with food. They seem to have chosen their seats for their proximity to the buffet table and the television, which is playing ESPN sports bloopers. No one else is eating or watching TV.

I've been to strip clubs. Never wearing women's underwear, but I've seen enough to know the game. I don't sit stage side. It's too easy for the girl to come and get a tip. A greedy bitch can milk you for three or four bills in a single song. Fuck that. I sit at a table one row back. Even in the dim stage lights, I can clearly see the girl. But I'm far enough away to control the tipping. I choose when to get up, walk to the stage and give the girl some green.

I settle back in my leather chair and subtly pull my cock into position. It's pointed straight at my stomach. This will allow me to hump my silk panties while watching the girls dance.

The song fades and the blonde starts grabbing bills and lingerie off the stage. She exits down four steps that empty her into the audience, just off to my right. The club falls silent for two beats until the DJ fills the void.