I took down a bottle of water and jumped in the shower. It was like I was tipsy, but I was fine, and I still wasn’t ready to be in the house. I hadn't been to my studio in a while, and dancing would take the edge off. I oiled up in my favorite oils and put on a two-piece set under my jogging set. Making sure I had everything, I grabbed my keys and headed back out the door. Before I parked, I turned my location off so Casi wouldn’t be trying to figure out what I was doing. I enjoyed having this piece of me a secret.
“How the fuck do we keep running into each other outside of business hours?” Jah’s voice caught me as I was putting the key in the door.
“What are you even doing way over here?”
It wasn’t many businesses over here besides the new construction that was going on behind my building.
He looked up and back down at me. “Fuck is this place is the question. We were trying to see who owned all these businesses before we started construction back there two weeks ago. This building was under an LLC. We reached out, but no one responded.”
“It’s me, and it’s my little secret spot.”
“Fuck you do here? This is a little sketchy, don’t you think? You hiding niggas in there and torturing them or something?”
“No.” I laughed.
He was so close I could smell the mint on his breath and that damn cologne that was stuck in my clothes the last time I was around him.
“Let me see then.”
“I just told you it was a secret. It’s where I come when I need to relieve stress.”
“Ohhh, so this is your little sex dungeon? Got it.”
“Wrong again! Just come on.” I opened the door and let him in, locking the door behind us.
“Damn,” he said as soon as he saw the poles. “You just gonna stand there, or you going to relieve the stress that you say you had?” He looked me up and down.
“What?” I asked nervously.
He didn’t say anything else. Instead, he grabbed one of the chairs and slid it right in front of the pole.
“I’m stressed too. Go ‘head.” He nodded his head towards the pole.
I walked away, turned my speaker on, and connected my phone. I dimmed the lights and turned my blue lights on before going to the bathroom. My hands started shaking as I was going through my playlist to find a song that wasn’t too seductive. Ann MarieStrip for youcame on the speakers when I walked out of the bathroom in a red two-piece. Even though the lights were low, I could see Jah shift in his seat. The diamonds in his watch and necklace were hitting off the blue lights just right.
I started dancing with my eyes closed at first. My mind wasn’t prepared for any company. Just me and my mirrors. As the music continued to play, I got lost and became free like he wasn’t there. My hips wined, and I climbed the pole and slowly swirled down in a split. I hadn’t danced in a while, and my abs were on fire, but I could feel the stress leaving my body. Jah started circling me and threw the cash that he had in his pocket. After climbing the pole and coming back down, I was surprised when Jah stopped me midway.
“Stay right here,” he stated.
He dragged the chair up to the pole. My heart was racing when he placed my legs on his shoulders. His massive hands gripped my thighs. He was so close, I could feel his breath on my inner thighs. When we made eye contact, he had a look in his eyes.
“I’m trying not to cross the line with you. How the fuck do you expect me to keep my hands off you when you are moving in this bitch like that?”
“You’ve got to let me down before I start cramping.” I laughed.
“Let the pole go.”
I let it go and straddle him. We sat there for what felt like forever just staring. I was the first one to break the stare, but he grabbed my face and kissed me.
“I can’t.” I pushed him away.
“My bad. I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking. You’re married.” He let me go.
“No, it’s just… Business…you’re a client.”
“When I walk out of here, I can go right back to being your client. We don’t ever have to speak about this shit ever again. Whatever this shit is between us right now though, needs to be handled. Your body needs it,” he ran his finger across my hardened nipple. “Tonight only, I want to please you. Can I do that, Ms. Cole?”
My body responded before my mouth could say no. My head was saying yes, but my mouth wanted to say no. Jah put my hands on the pole, threw my legs back on his shoulder, and slowly pulled my bottoms off. The stickiness between my legs was stuck to my panties. Jah swirled the peppermint in his mouth before he placed a kiss right on my clit. A chill went up my spine, causing me to shiver.
