The Personal Trainer's Ex-Girlfriend

Alter Ego

Phedora

While I roll my hips to "MotorSport" by Migos featuring Nicki Minaj and Cardi B as I promenade to the pole; few of the men begin howling, whistling, and wooing at me. Nevertheless; only one man has catch my eyes and he is sitting in the front row. I walk in front of him and squat down in my crotchless area of my candy red slingshot dancewear just as I start making my butt jiggle. Positioning myself on all fours with my ass facing him, I continue making my ass jiggle to the beat around the same time fine dollars dance from the air until they slowly plummet on the stage or on my back and ass. Just as I am about to stand up, a sharp, stinging slap on my ass cheek occurs. I peer over my shoulder at the fella and seductively wink at him. Thoroughly standing, I turn my back on them and amble my way to the pole with my fingers tugging at one of the straps as it falls off my shoulder, exposing my mounds.

"Yeah, baby!" Most men shout and whistle. Smirking, I walk around the platform with my hand gripping on the metallic pole. I perform a few tricks that I learned recently that stun a myriad amount of male patrons in this club, especially the guy sitting in the front.

After the song ends that cues the end of my performance with the gentlemen applauding, whistling, and whooping; I collate all of the leftover dollars on the platform as well as leaving the stage. A person taps me on the shoulder and informs me that a client needs me in the private room. Fair enough, I accept the request and falter in these damn seven inch heels they hand me. With my hand tightening its grip on the handle, the door gapes for me to enter the room. Towering over the client as he is chastised on the chair, I greet him with a convivial smile. "Hey, there, lucky fella."

With the muffle of dirty rap music playing in the background, I squat down in front of him with my mounds hardening in his touch. Goodness, his warm strong hands feel really good when they make contact with my skin as they create a sensual sensation. Pivoting myself with my back facing him, I bend over as his hands grip on each sides of my waist while I sense his manhood rousing. His fingers wander to my sides as my back presses against his front around the same time, soft pecks are being placed on the crook of my neck. He hands me two twenty dollar bills and I thank him while I fix my dancewear prior to stuffing the bills in the cup of my bra in addition to departing the room. Making my way to the dressing room, the unison of hands clapping cause me to peer at the dancers giving me my first standing ovation at my first day of work.

"Congratulations, Candy," one of the dancers named, Honey Dollaz comment and each of the dancers introduce me by their stage names as well as their personal names. It feels like I'm becoming their sister in the family of the adult entertainment business.

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It has been seven hours since I arrived to the club and it is time for me to leave. Placing my costume and wig in my purse subsequent to removing my makeup as well as changing back into my bore of a casual wear, my shift ends. I wish I could stay around, but I have to go. Carrying my purse by my shoulder and while I am walking to the exit, a stentorian and husky male voice calls me by my real name. I whirl around to face him as a thrilled grin appears on my face just before he angles his head to the side as well as leaning towards until our lips connect.

"You did such an incredible job tonight. Did you check it?" He asks. Staring at him with confusion, I inquiry, "Check what?"

"I gave you something along with the two twenties in the private room." By now, my fingers unfasten the zipper of my purse to delve for the objects that are probably still in the cup of my bra that I wore in my performance earlier on the stage. Discovering a white folded paper that is intermixed with the money, my eyes scroll from word after word as well as the timing, too. What is this?

"That's my fiancee's work schedule and she's working from midnight to five in the morning tonight." He tells me. I nod as he adds, "Are you ready to go?"

Not being shilly-shally , I concur with his offer and the both of us depart the jam-packed nightspot as well as going to our separate cars. Once I start my car, I change the station to Power 105.1 just before I start driving to his residence. His residence is not even that far since he lives at the Blue Ridge condominiums in Medford.

Sitting in my driver's seat as I play Candy Crush on my phone, I flinch when someone knocks on the window of my car. My hand rests on my chest as my heart pulsates with such fear. "Don't worry, Phedora; it's me." He informs me. Laughing to myself, I cut off the engine and grab my stuff along with getting out of my Lexus and putting the doors on lock while he leads me to the door of his home. He picks the keys and inserts it into the keyhole with his hand gripping onto the dooknob as the door opens ajar to the staircase.

"Be sure to keep it quiet since the kids have school in the morning."

"Oh, I promise to keep it down for you, daddy," I whisper captivatingly as I tread softly on the steps with the stairs creaking step after step. By the time we enter his traditional, yet cozy living room; he takes me by the hand as he leads me to the cavernous master bedroom. The light switches on for me to notice a four poster bed with the floor blanketing with jeans that are rolled on the inside-out along with the basketball sitting motionless in the corner as the drawer is on my left. Turning around, I don't spot him since I am too busy observing he and his fiancee's master bedroom. I set my alarm clock on my phone to be alert and awake at 4:50 in the morning. The sound of the door opening causes me to observe him shutting the door along with locking it before we start our business together.

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"You like that, huh, baby?" He softly groans through gritting teeth while his hands grip onto my hips as he thrusts himself to me. "Y-yes..." I sigh, but my voice doesn't make a sound. He feels so good and full with my walls clenching around him. His face draws closer to the side of my neck as his lips make contact with an open mouth kiss. An inaudible sigh comes out of my mouth. I sense myself getting closer as my legs tremble while they're tangled around his waist. "Do you like that?" He repeats in my ear. Gosh, his voice... his voice so low and appeasing that continues to arouse me.

"Yes," I moan in a sotto as the strokes of his length inside of my moist core become rapid. My eyes squeeze shut at the intense pleasure this man is giving me just as my fingernails graze at his bare back. "f**k, Phedora..." he groans.

I moan as I reach my peak while I feel him erupt inside of me. As I am breathing out of labor after four and a half hours of fornication, I perceive such a faint sound of the door creaking from downstairs and my eyes broaden at the sound. "s**t!" He and I whisper simultaneously.

Blake

As soon as my eyes flutter to the walls that are illuminated by the dawn of the morning rays as the beam of light casts its rays on the walls; I rouse to take notice of the aroma of bacon seeping through the bottom of the door. Come across by peering at the empty bedside on my left, I scratch the nape of my neck. "Where is she?" I mutter just before I stretch my arms out in addition to throwing my legs over the edge of the bed and being on my feet that meets the carpet flooring. Walking and closing the door shut, I twist the cap of the toothpaste open while I'm holding my toothbrush and squeeze the tube as some minty paste ejects on my toothbrush. I turn the water on and use the toothbrush under the faucet not long before I brush my teeth in circular motions from top to bottom, from in to out, and from side to side. Following that, I gurgle some mouthwash for thirty seconds prior to end with me washing my face.

Departing from the bathroom, I return to the bedroom and I take a glimpse at the alarm clock that is a minute before seven o'clock. I pick my purple polo shirt along with my khakis from the closet and pick up my shirt, ramming my arms through the short sleeves. Pulling the hem of my shirt down to my waist, I ram each of my feet into my khakis. Leaving the room, I enter the kitchen to catch sight of my brother and sisters eating breakfast consisting French toast, scrambled eggs, and sausage links while my mom and Aunt Lauren are doing the Dancing In the Dark dance as well as Roger Rabbit to "Wake Me Up Before You Go Go" by Wham!

"Mom, this is not the eighties!" Charlotte exclaims, snickering.

"What? You and your brothers and sister know that your Aunt Lauren and I were such Wham fans back in the day." Mom tells.

"Besides, that's how your mom and I used to dance. And when I was a blonde!" Aunt Lauren adds. I laugh along with Charlotte and Doug while Gracie has direct attention on her phone. "Good morning, baby." Mom greets.

"Good morning, mom," I stroll to the kitchen to get some sausage links from the plate that is on top of the stove before I make my way to the kids' bedroom. My knuckles thump against the door. "Kids, breakfast is ready!" I mention and for a second, the door opens for me to notice the kids are already fully clad with their backpacks.

"Did the both of you change without my assistance?" The two of them turn to glance at one another before they stare up at me.

"Yeah," they nod. "Did you guys brush your teeth?" Kelly and Theodore flash their teeth and nod. I enter their room to get a water spray and comb, so I can tame Theo Bear's bed-head curls while Kelly is opted for a side ponytail with her edges slicked down.

"Kelly, did you put gel on your edges? I question.

"Yeah," she nods.

"And who taught you to do that?"

"JeweJeweBee?" Kelly's voice trails as she shrugs her shoulders. "And how do I know that it's not Kehlani?" I inquiry.

"Because she never posted a video about laying our edges." Kelly reasons. I find that reasonable because Key's not the kind of woman to lay her edges; she's more of a lip balm person as well as leaving her edges alone with coils.

I have Theo sit on the pillow in front of me while I spray some water on his hair, easing the comb through his curls. After that, we begin eating our breakfast when Charlotte comments, "It's such a fantastic moment to eat as a family." Most of my family members hum in agreement.

In the corner of my eyes, fingers wave and I turn to Gracie, who is beaming. "So, Blake. How was my niece's first date", Gracie signs.

As my fingers are about to fiddle, I notice her significant accessory is missing. "Gracie, where is your hearing aid?"

"It didn't work anymore. Besides that, tell me about the date!" Gracie excitingly claps her hands together and pounces in her seat. "Easy, Cheery Doodle," I gesticulate with my palms facing her before a force blow targets on my shoulder.

"Shut up!" She giggles. Although she is unable to hear her own voice, she can definitely speak while she's communicating with her fingers. "Her date made a couple of moves on my baby girl, but other than that; it was great and he was respectful," I indicate.

"Blake, why don't you invite Kehlani and Tessa here if they're hungry?" Charlotte suggests as she takes a bite of her French toast.

"That's a good idea, Auntie Char-Char!" Kelly concurs.

"Daddy, can KeKe Lani and Big Sis come over?" Theodore asks with his fingers interlocking.

"We saw them yesterday. Besides, your mother is not such a fan of guests." I say.

"Where is she?" Charlotte questions. I shrug my shoulders, not knowing the answer. "Exactly, so who cares?"

"That's what brothers and sisters do; see each other everyday just like parents." Kelly replies with a duh tone.

"Please, daddy?" Theodore gives me the puppy look that is too hard to deny.

"Fine." I sigh in defeat. The kids cheer along with my family. "I'm coming with!" Charlotte exclaims. I eat a piece of French toast as well as the eggs before holding each hand of the kids as they four of us exit the apartment to next door. Kelly knocks on the door and a womanly voice muffles, "Who is it?"

"It's us!" I call. The door instantly spreads open to display Key in her work uniform while Tessa is in her casual school clothes.

"Good morning, guys," she and Tessa grin at us.

"KeKe Lani!" The kids exclaim, stepping closer to Kehlani and their big sister as they wrap their arms around them.

"Good morning, girls." I greet as I inch forward to Tessa, swathing my arms around her while her arms wrap around me. After seconds, she pulls away from my embrace. "Morning, dad."

"My mom and Aunt Lauren are cooking breakfast. Are you guys hungry?" I query.

"Oh, um," Key hesitates as she begins cracking her knuckles. "I had oatmeal and pop tarts--"

"What food do you have ?" Tessa cuts off her mother's sentence. "We have French toast, scrambled eggs, and sausage links." I smile. I watch Tessa widen her eyes. "Yes!" She cheers as she raises her arms up.

"Okay." Key responds. She and Tessa exit their apartment after she close the door behind her and the six of us walk back to my mom's apartment when my mom hollers, "Kehlani, dear!" She hurries towards her with her arms spreading wide, embracing her in a hug. My mom then pulls away and walks to give Tessa a hug, too.

"Mom, they're here to get some breakfast!" I remind.

"Oh, hush, Blake!" Mom hushes as Aunt Lauren gives the both of them a bear hug before she gives Key and Tessa their plates.

Ten minutes later, it is time for me to take Kelly and Theo to their bus. The kids that live around the area form a line to get in the bus and I become aware of Tessa entering the bus. I turn to Kehlani ask her, "Tessa's going to the same school as them?" She nods.