SINNERS - 3

Allegra Milady

This night, is especially my favourite since we get to bring ‘Black Coffee’ into our territory. Although he didn’t have the muscular physique compared to the men in the club, his features made up for him in that Department. Don’t get me started on when he smokes, his enigma gets sexier.

‘This is always a Fun night, when we get to bring ‘Black Coffee’ April cheered, applying her pink lipstick.

‘You just like seeing him get flustered,’ I chuckled, curling the ends of my midnight locks.

She fluffed out her mocha pink waves, making them appear full. Grabbing the usual black lacy lingerie, she turned to me and started smirking, ‘And you don’t?’

‘He gets all sexy though in that moment, plus it’s a Good boost to his ego,’ I added, grabbing similar lingerie.

April drew the curtain back, her lingerie consisted of a two piece like mine. Perking her breasts to appear two sizes than it is and flaunt her round butt, it took her ages to find one that accentuated her assets in the way that she wanted. When you draw attention to your body, tips roll in like a Birthday Bonus.

‘True, I mean his appeal is definitely there, But he’s more of the, Best friend with Benefits Buddy.’

I walked towards the curtain, removing my leather tights and tank top. No underwear bared my skin, did not see the need if I am going to ‘Change’ when I come to work. Placing the Diamond encrusted straps of my bra onto my shoulders, I clicked them together and put the thong on. Drawing the curtain, I dumped my clothes onto the table, ‘You were with him again, didn’t you?’ I raised my eyebrow at her.

She shrugged her shoulders, ‘I need meat April, don’t you know a girl has needs?’

‘It’s fair, I defiantly thought about messing around with him on countless occasion,’ I admitted, wrapping the 6-inch heel strap around my ankle.

‘What stopped you?’ she asked, I stared at her small figure. Even in heels, I still towered over her.

‘I mean I see him as family, you know the past dude.’

April made a gagging face, ‘Boo-Boo such a Goody - Two - Shoes!’

‘Doesn’t mean that I don’t go all out for when he comes,’ I smirked, as we closed the door behind us.

‘Oh, he definitely will come,’ she laughed, pun intended.

We walked through the dimly lit hallway, it flashed with neon Peach and Cherry. The luxurious club wouldn’t be called ‘Cherry Pop’ if the colour didn’t match.

Our side of the club still resembled elegance, numerous doors for the women to change into and prepare for their huge performances. The slight hint of sweet alcohol tickled my nostrils, April and I preferred a strong one compared to a sweet one.

Sensual music always played, regardless some had an up beat but others were often sensual songs. I didn’t mind them, rather they were a turn on. But for my time on the pole, I needed my music which I hand picked on various occasions that the board actually has a folder labelled Milady’s Music. What can I say, their most popular stripper needs music that will get the men aroused. Indirectly, I needed to be horny for them to be….

We walked backstage, Alex stood behind the board routinely. His skinny stature and thick framed glasses made him look geeky but still a hint of cuteness, even though he hates when we tease him about it.

‘Oh, Geek Charming,’ We sang, racing towards him.

Engulfing him in a hug, he huffed out the remaining oxygen in his lungs. We let go, his glasses slipped to the bridge of his nose. Pushing it up with his index finger, he tried to his embarrassment of being hugged by half naked women but his pale skin revealed the intense flush of colour…

‘Guys, don’t call me that!’ he warned..

April on his left while I walked to his right, she peeked at me with a Devilish grin on her lips. We both knew what we were going to do, April is indeed my other half for our minds to in sync like this.

‘Oh, but why, you are our pretty boy,’ we cooed.

‘Stoooppp,’ he whined again, we found this undeniable adorable.

‘Okay fine, but first,’ I paused, as April and I kissed his cheeks.

‘Oh My Gosh,’ he whispered, staring at the ground with a slight smile that revealed his adorable dimples.

Walking towards the curtains that had the stage behind them, I stared at Alex. ‘Don’t forget our song Babes…’

In his flustered state, rapidly pushing a few buttons while cursing a few words of irritation.

‘Awwwe isn’t he so adorable,’ April praised, like she was talking about a Teddy Bear.

‘And they say nerds aren’t fun.’

April chuckled, while we waited for the lights to shine upon the curtains, signalling for us to start. The mood shifted from its usual music to our song, I kissed the index of my finger as April did. Placing them together, we wished each other good luck. It became a ritual ever since we started performing together, slightly boosting our confidence and making us superficial at the same time.

The string of Chords blasted through the speakers while the luminescent descended upon the curtains, the show is starting, I walked through them, swaying my hips with the rhythm of the music. Slow and sensual, closing my eyes to embrace the other side. I drew my hand over my stomach, caressing my breast and drifting to the nape of my neck. A moan escaped me as I became consumed in the essence of the music, completely transforming me into someone that desired the attention of all the Business men in this club.

This stage is larger because we have a guest tonight. Opening my eyes, I am met with numerous suited men than the usual amount that came. The place completely packed, all greedily sipping a glass of Bourbon, Wine, Brandy or Whiskey, the scent of cigars and cigarettes filling my nostrils, an intoxicating smell that aroused me as much as ‘Old Spice’ men’s cologne.

I tugged on my bottom lip, a smirk forming on them from this amount of attention. See, a sick part of me revelled in the attention of powerful men.

Walking towards the pole, I lifted my right leg high as my knee rested on the pole. Dropping my head back, I knew the men had a clear view of my ‘Peach’, which is what I wanted. A smile on my face, while I returned to my original position, silence persevered but I had all their dirty fantasies in the palm of my hand.

Situating myself in front of the pole, placing my hands behind my back. I knew my stature, my spine curved as my butt cheeks sat on the pole for men on the side to admire and my breasts pressed outwards to peek the curiosity of the ones in the front.

Swaying my hips from side to side along with the beat, I walked around the pole staring at the beautiful men in here. Hooking my leg around the metal, I picked myself and spun around.

Before planting my feet on the ground, the main course is yet to be served and I Haven’t even scraped the surface of my skills yet.

‘And now, ladies and gentlemen. The actual show will begin, if you know what I mean…’

Jay proudly announced.

Cue the song, I’m serious play this…

April appeared next to me. One of the workers placed the chair behind us, twisted Sods knew the Game is on.

Scanning the room for ‘Black Coffee’ we found him sitting in the front row.

Both of us walked down, each holding his hand as we led him to 'His' seat. His hair is dishevelled, slight Salt & Pepper curls cascading upon his forehead. Those chocolate infused orbs completely transported into another universe while he stared at us, a sexy smirk on his lips that inwardly turned me on. The attire of matching the midnight did wonders, especially with his leather jacket that April always thought enhanced his appearance.

April stood behind him, caressing his shoulders while she bent down to allow the men to indulge in the view of her bums. I stood in front of ‘Black Coffee’, his gaze captivated by our essence which is what I admired about him. I placed my finger under his fuzzy chin, making him meet my gaze. Those lips, I could smell the scent of tobacco on him which meant that he tasted the best kind to me. Slowly moving towards his lips, I planted a peck on them and then I tasted it. The whiskey that I adored, parting his lips, allowing my tongue to invade his mouth, controlling my need to devour him as his tongue battled for dominance in a fierce way that I didn’t know he had. Oh, he defiantly is getting me ‘Ready’.

Retracting from a kiss he obviously didn’t want to end, I turned around. The view of horny powerful men, a delightful sight as I swayed my hips in a pace that eventually led me down on the floor. I crawled like I had my prey seated in the audience, only what they didn’t know is that I deliberately played this position for ‘Black Coffee’ to have a clear view of my rear and probably my front but it’s nothing he hasn’t seen a thousand times.

Sitting myself on my ankles, I knocked my head back into the air, my upside - down view gave me contact with his bewitched orbs that liquified.

April had one leg pressed in between his legs, his hands automatically caressing the smooth olive skin of hers.

Getting up from my position, April removed her leg and retreated to the back of him. Her hands caressing his chest from beneath the leather jacket. I sat on his lap, my back facing him. Instantly his hands gripped my waist before I knocked my head down, caressing his legs as I inched upwards. His hard ‘Salami’ pressing into my buttocks, got to commend him for having a size like that.

I could feel the heat that radiated throughout my body, drowning my every nerve. When I got down on my knees, my view particularly in line to give him some head.

‘Black Coffee’ visibly swallowed hard as April pulled his hair back to have her own kissing session while she ran her fingers under his shirt to feel his hairy chest. My hands caressed the inside of his thigh, the visible state of the way he gripped the chair made me wonder if he would break it.

‘Black Coffee’ knew he could not stop the inevitable, if he did then he wouldn’t return and that’s why the chair usually came back with Dents.

My hands reached the place of his hard ‘Salami’, the tent in his jeans didn’t do him justice from the way it felt against my buttock, the curse of all the circulation of warmth deriving to. The twitch in his ‘Meat’ made me enhance my movements of just rubbing the restricted area, I couldn’t go into his pants according the rules which is a pain but I had to deal with it. Constantly moving it in ways that would pleasure him while April pleasured his mouth with her tongue.

Removing my hands, I drew them up his chest before lightly touching his neck. April stopped kissing him and started on the left side of his neck while I straddled him, his jeans tent rubbed up against me, which made me moan in need while I started kissing the right of his neck. I nipped his ear before whispering, ‘Put one hand on the back of April’s neck and one on my boobs, anything you prefer,’ I licked the side of his neck as I watch his hand caress April’s neck and warmth collided onto my boob, ‘Black Coffee’ pushed me closer to ride him which I obliged to with a slight smirk.

With our last lick on his neck, the music died down and we left ‘Black Coffee’s’ body. Still heavily panting and disorientated, Jay nodded his head for us to leave while his smile grew even more wicked. Grabbing ‘Black Coffee’s’ hand, we walked backstage.

When we finally were out of the view of the men, April let out a panting breath and cheered. ‘Oh, my Goodness, that was hotter than the last time. What the Hell even happened?’

‘I honestly don’t know, ‘Black Coffee’ looked appetizing today!’ I winked at him, which made him smirk and raise an eyebrow.

‘True, ‘Black Coffee’ what did you do to yourself. Getting sexy overnight will land you in trouble,' she warned, jabbing his chest playfully with her index finger.

‘We honestly might ‘Devour’ him on that stage one day and lose our jobs,’ I laughed, ruffling his hair.

‘Like he wouldn’t enjoy that,’ April scoffed, trying to hold back her laughter.

‘Guys, I am right here,’ ‘Black Coffee’ finally spoke, a raspy sound at that.

‘Oh, he speaks, thought that little show permanently muted you,’ I teased.

‘Beautiful Women who devote their attention to me, every man’s dream’, dramatically placed his palm on his heart.

‘Such a sweetheart’, I kissed his cheek.

‘Anyway, I got to go home now. Literally feel like my muscles are going to give out,’ I cried, walking through the hall to our room.

‘I will pick up some food, what you feeling for, Chinese, Indian, Thai?' April asked, walking next to me.

‘Some Chinese food and a whole lot of sausage,’ I replied, opening the door.

‘True, I mean ‘Black Coffee’ just turned me all the damn on with his mouth and that sexy look he gave you,’ she laughed.

‘Kiss him for me BaBes, its best that one of us gets rid of our Blue Balls,’ I replied, removing the lingerie and changing back in to my normal clothes.

‘Will do BaBes,’ she saluted as I opened the curtain.

I chuckled at her ability to lighten any mood, grabbing my bag from under the counter I threw my lingerie into it for washing. Placing my feet into my trusty spiky raven boots, I tied the knots and slung the bag on my shoulder.

‘See you at home,’ I said, kissing her cheek.

‘Don’t be too late,’ I warned walking out.

‘Yeah Mom!’ she whined sarcastically.

Our entrance is out front since you hear stories of strippers going missing from the back, Jay forbids us to use that side which led us here. Men in suits, sat disinterested in Rebekah, Blondie with the fake tits and bitchy attitude. Didn’t anyone tell her that she became overused, she slept with almost all of the customers here, so her stripping wasn’t doing anything for them since they have already seen everything. She did the full - on show, no bra or thong, naked as the day she was born.

Walking past the bar, a hand gripped my wrist. Instantly my fist clenched to break his nose, but when I turned around. It was the Adonis that graced me with his presence and the only one Jay allowed me to go into the ‘Champagne Room’ with.

‘Quite a show you put on there,’ he smirked.

‘The ability to control men is an art worth mastering.’ I thought to myself….

Editors Foot note :- What the story is more or less about….

‘All the Seven deadly sins are self destroying, morbid appetites, but in their early stages at least, lust and gluttony, averice and sloth know some gratification, while anger and pride have power, even though that power eventually destroys itself. Envy is impotent, numbed with fear, never ceasing in its appetite, and it knows no gratification, but endless self torment. It has the ugliness of a trapped rat, which gnaws its own foot in an effort to escape.

Of the Seven Deadly Sins, anger is possibly the most Fun. To lick your wounds, to smack your lips over grievances long past, to roll over your tongue the prospect of bitter confrontations still to come, to savour to the last toothsome morsel both the pain you are given and the pain you are giving back - in many ways it is a feast fit for a King. The Chief drawback is that what you are wolfing down is yourself. The skeleton at the feast is You.’