a pole. It was still dark so I couldn’t see her face. But I could see her legs and her breasts. She had the whole package. As she started to spin around, the lights came on.
It was Laura.
“Fuck,” Cameron said. “That bitch is hot.”
“She’s good in bed too.” I winked at my two friends.
“Dog,” Kirk said.
Laura continued her dance w hile men shoved money into her G-string. She had more money tucked in her underwear then most people made in a day of hard work. Her sculpted legs and arms got me excited. And she was a natural on the pole, like she’d been training her entire life.
She finally made her way to the audience and headed right toward me. “Hello, handsome.” Her hands moved up my chest. “You still want that lap dance?”
I tucked a few hundred dollar bills into her bra. “Yes, please.”
She straddled my hips then grinded me slowly, moving her pussy against my crouch. I kept my hands to myself while she worked her magic. My two friends kept howling while she got down and dirty on me. I noticed she was toner and harder than she used to be. Dancing on the pole probably strengthened her core. And her ass was off the hook.
She grabbed my tie and pulled me close to her. “You like that?”
“Yeah. It seems like you know what you’re doing.”
“I’ve learned a few things. Would you like to see them sometime?”
“How about tonight?”
Her eyes flashed in surprise. “That sounds like fun.”
I pulled out a business card and shoved it in her bra. “When I fuck, I fuck hard. Just a heads up…”
“We’ll see about that.” She left my lap then moved through the crowd. The other guys paid for lap dances and the other girls came out, pleasing the men with their barely clothed bodies. I had too much to drink and I couldn’t even remember how many lap dances I got. I just remember having a hard-on the entire time.
When it got late, we finally called it a night.
“Dude, Mike’s back!” Cameron yelled on the sidewalk. He was slurring with drunkenness.
“Mike’s back!” Kirk jumped up and down. “Big Mike is here to stay.”
Cameron clapped his hands. “I’m so glad you forgot about—”
“What’s-Her-Name,” I said.
He smiled. “Yes. That was her name.”
I hailed down a cab because I couldn’t drive. “See you later.”
“You fucking that stripper tonight?” Cameron asked.
I winked. “I’ll give you the details later.”
Kirk howled. “Fucking dog.”
I got inside then leaned back and closed my eyes. My head still throbbed from the loud music. Laura danced in my mind, barely wearing anything to cover her pointy nipples.
When I finally got to my apartment, I waited for my fuck buddy to arrive. The knock on the door announced her presence. I opened it and stared her down.
“Miss me?” she asked. She stepped inside but I pushed her back.
“Let’s get something straight. I will never want something more from you. I will never treat you with respect. And I will never let you spend the night here. We fuck and you leave. When I said I was an asshole, I meant it. If you expect anything else, then get the hell out.”
She smirked. “Sounds good to me.”
“Then get your ass in here.” I yanked her inside then slammed the door.
“What did you do last night?” Sean asked.
“Just went out,” I said vaguely.
“Where?”
“Are you a detective now?” I asked. “What did you do?”
“I stayed home and fucked my wife. I’m trying to knock her up.”
“Let me know if you need help.” I winked at him.
He gave me a dark stare. “If we weren’t related, I’d rip your head off.”
“Calm the hell down,” he said. “I’m not into married women. I like my women single and loose.”
“Cassandra wasn’t loose.”
“I don’t know anyone by that name.” I didn’t think about her anymore. It was like she disappeared. I fucked Laura hard and good and didn’t feel guilty about it at all. I was back to normal. No pain.
“Mike, what