“Thanks.”
“And that delivery you took the other day… great job on that as well. Our suppliers were very pleased with your professionalism, and how you conducted yourself.”
Beaming with pride, I couldn’t mask the smile on my face. It was nice to hear they liked my work ethic. I was trying to do as good of a job as possible for them in order to keep the roof over my head and food in my belly.
“Thanks.”
He slapped me on the shoulder. “Keep an eye on the girls for us. We got Rocker, a local veteran that helps us with bouncing sometimes, manning the door. Archer and Bull will be back in a little while, but if anything weird happens, have one of the girls call us.”
“Will do.”
He threw me a smile before turning and exiting the strip club with the rest of the club.
“Hey, Dillon,” a soft female voice sounded from behind me.
I turned to find Odessa, one of the club’s girls, standing there in just a pair of panties. My face heated when she caught me staring at her tits for a second too long.
She was closer to my age than most of the girls here and only started working here a few months ago. She didn’t capture my attention like Bangs did, but it was hard to not focus on a pair of tits when the girl had no problem hiding them.
“Like what you see?” She giggled.
“They’re nice,” I complimented, not sure what to say.
She gripped her breasts and looked down at them. “They are pretty nice. Want to feel them?”
My eyes wandered over to where Bangs was standing. She hadn’t said a single word to me since that night in my bedroom. But I have caught her looking quite a few times, and right now her eyes were trained on me and Odessa.
“I’m not allowed to touch you guys. It’s one of the rules.”
She laughed. “Oh, that’s only if we don’t mind, and I wouldn’t mind if you touched me, Dillon.” She took a daring step forward; one I wish she wouldn’t have taken.
Odessa was a pretty girl. Her long auburn hair was hanging recklessly down her back. She had a few strategically placed tattoos all over her porcelain white skin. It was amazing how her green eyes managed to catch the light just right, and for a second, they glimmered like shiny emeralds.
“Come on, Dillon. Nobody’s watching, just give them a little squeeze.”
I took a step back, holding up my hands to wave her away. “No tha—” Before I could get out the rest of my words, she moved forward, her breasts fitting perfectly in my hands.
“I heard you and Bangs were no longer a thing,” she replied breathlessly, staring up at me with all the hope in the world.
“We never really were a thing…” I choked out, my face blushing because this was the second time that I ever had actual tits in my hand. I’d never really touched a woman like this before. The closest I got was Bangs the other day, but when I tried for more, she pushed me away.
Odessa lifted up on her tiptoes, pressing her lips against mine. “She doesn’t know what she’s turning her back on,” she whispered against my lips.
I felt like a deer in headlights, frozen in my spot as she tried to press for more.
“It’s so cute how you’re resisting this.”
“I–I’m not sure what to say or do.”
She smiled shyly. “Well, I’m on break. Why don’t you take me to your room, and I can show you exactly what to do to me.”
My head instinctively moved toward where Bangs was standing, but she was no longer there. She was across the room giving some dude a lap dance and my heart sank. She really didn’t want anything to do with me other than a friendship.
“Okay…” I agreed, knowing it was wrong.
I felt Odessa’s hand intertwine with mine as she seductively led me away from the room. My heart was beating a mile a minute, not because of what I think she wanted to happen, but because of the guilt I was feeling for even allowing her to lure me away.
We reached my door, and I shot one more look over my shoulder towards Bangs. She was done with her lap dance, and now she was standing in the middle of the room staring at me with the saddest eyes I’d ever seen. But before I could react, Odessa tugged my arm, pulling me into the room and slamming the door behind us.
