Don's Secret Undercover Mistress

~~Khloe~~ I was doing quite a great job as a stripper, I thought to myself. As I danced rhythmically to the soul music that was jamming from the speakers. Each sway of my hips, enticing, as it caught the attention of all seated. I bit my lower lips, running my hands over my accentuated figure, calling every guest seductively with the finger after the thumb. All my life I had been trained to become a detective. Solving crimes and catching the bad guys. But really??? What the hell was I doing now? I had worked so hard and what? This f*****g agency actually threw me into this godforsaken city. They thought I was the best secret agent that they had and deploying me out here was the best and only option they had. To crown it, it was the string I needed to pull to gain a promotion. I had waited, waited just too long for a promotion. I had to give this my best shot. It was all I had. As I swoon round the pole, I stole glances at every member seated on each table. My prey wasn't there yet! He was the one I wanted and nobody else. As I continued to entertain the guests, the slide doors swung open. The air was instantly filled with tension. Even the Dj stopped the music, every person seated in the room stopped chattering. it was dead silent with only the soft hums of their voices. Yes! He was here. The thought made me feel excited and charged with uncertainties. He flung his hand leisurely in the air, beckoning that the music continues. So did it! But this time a different jam was being played contrasting to the soul music. Now is the time Khloe! Do some magic with that goddamn body of yours!. I was wearing a red G-string panties and a bikini bra that showed my flawless thighs and milky skin. My makeup was highlighted by the different lights illuminating in the room giving a seductive look and a 6 inches silhouettes that graced my height. Yes! I was sexy enough, that son of a b***h wouldn't be resisted . I let a smile slide by the sides of my lips as I pierced my gaze over him. He was seated at the VIP area, with other 3 men. It was probably business. I heard he visited the club mostly on business and to clear his head picking any of the wild seductress that could speak to his desires. I was just about to become one! I could have sworn that I caught him staring at me as I swirled round the pole, dropping one feet on the ground in majestic aura. Oh my! Maybe my mind was feeding on my thoughts, I told myself. I knew that it was going to be difficult to bait him but I wanted to try my best. Really, I had no choice. He had to notice me. From the corners of my eyes I could see one of his men head towards me. Yes! Jackpot!!! He wanted me! I was definitely sure. A flush of excitement bubbled up inside me as I swirled once more around the pole hanging my legs in the air for my t**s to visibly show. “Hey ma'am, Don wants you.” He said as he pointed towards his seat. Retreating without wanting to hear my replies. I slowly stepped down from the pole and beckoned on another stripper to continue. As I took each stride that seemed theatrical towards him. His men stood up as I approached the table. He had relieved them. I sat on the edge of the table and not the chair centred behind it. I wanted him to have a look at my body from head to toes. I was certainly good at trapping the prey! His eyes moved from mine and down towards my blossoms that were exposed through the bikini bra. It went down to my thighs and stopped there. I smiled at his sheer wallow in lust. He displayed it without holding back. He raised his head and met my gaze saying the words “YOU ARE MINE.” The words echoing a hundred different times in my mind. He was even more seductive that I was. Only that he wasn't an actor. “Yeah??? Then make me yours.” I tapped my thumb on his nose. Moving closer and bridging the space between us. We were so close that I could steal a kiss from his lips if I wanted to. “Not here, up there.” He pointed his hand to the direction that had the reserved rooms. “I'm right in front of you mister.” I stood up, grabbing his wrist, heading towards the reserved room. He followed me like I was his master. Not uttering a word. He pulled the keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door. Stepping by the side to allow me in. As I entered he shut the door behind him. Some minutes ago I was feeling energetic plotting my seductive move. But at that moment I felt tensed. I felt my movement were staggered in unison with my thoughts. But I tried to brace myself up. Just take him to the planets and that's it Khloe, I said to myself. “Hey barbie, let's see what you've got.” He was already on the bed, His legs spread wide apart. A grin plastered on his face as he placed his head in between the pillows, his hands under them. I stood transfixed to the spot uncertain of where and how to begin. It was as though my brain went dead. I was begging it for signals but it didn't give. I took three steps towards the bed and climbed over it kneeling as I crawled towards him in between his spread apart legs. He raised his head up to meet mine as gave a loud heave. “Come on barbie! Don't make me wait!” His voice sounded like a lion's growl as he slowly laid his head back on the pillows shifting slightly. I reached for his shirt, unbuttoning every hole. Leaving his chest exposed. I could see his muscular fit as every line of his 6 packs showed visibly. A tattoo on the side of chest that looked like an hibiscus flower. I took a quick glance at his face. His eyes were closed. I couldn't help but appreciate his godly looks. Oh! Come on Khloe, that's not what you're here for, get done with it already! I heard my twin in my thoughts whisper to me. I went crawling forward, closing his legs as I sat on his waist just above his d**k. I heard a faint moan hiss from his mouth. Still working my way through every outline of his chest. I reach for his belt, unbuckling it with swiftness and then from the button down to the zip. Even without touching his d**k I could feel it's massiveness beneath his underwear. I swallowed hard the lumps of saliva that had formed in my throat. I work my hands up and down his area, He couldn't help but moan softly repeating the words YES!!!. “Barbie, don't f*****g stop! Amma kill you if you do!!!” The asshole was already on his way to cloud 9 I could tell. I slid my hands down into his underwear, pulled his d**k, looking at it's amazing size. It was a weapon. A massive f*****g weapon! I poured my wet saliva over his d**k, stroking it fully erect. His moans increased, every volume sounding like speakers through the room. I loved the fact that he was enjoying every single bit of it. I looked at him and smiled. His eyes still closed, hands grabbing the pillows tightly. I tightened my grip against his d**k, stroking it from the button to the top most part of the ring of his d**k. He felt my grip. He did feel it. He smiled in between moans that ensued from his mouth. “You're driving me nuts bar…” I left the last words hanging taking his d**k into my mouth. I hadn't even started and he was nuts? Oh wow! In the same manner my hand went, I sucked his d**k while stroking his balls. By now he had sat up, I was kneeling over him, taking him in as much as I could with such massiveness. He grabbed my hair backwards, beckoning on me to go in deeper, which I did, this time faster and much deeper. “f**k!!!!!!!!!!” I felt a wet salty liquid in my mouth. So much that I almost choked on it. He had c*m!!! “Swallow it in Barbie.” He raised my head to meet his gaze as he licked his lower lips. What??? I could have sworn that I didn't hear him. “f*****g swallow it!!!.” He roared. I shut my eyes tightly as I forced the liquid down my throat, making me to cough. “What a good girl!” He smiled as he let go off my hair. I had my hands over my mouth, trying to break free from the feeling of throwing up. No!!! He was going to know that I was an amateur. “Pull your clothes off!” What??? I asked, feeling flustered. “I hate to repeat myself!!!” “Strip naked now!!!” Oh no!!! He wanted to have s*x with me. My thoughts paced between begging and running. But running out the door wasn't an option, I could be stopped dead. “Ple… I can't!” I stammered the words as I placed my hands over my face trying not to meet the stings of his gaze. “You'll!!! Or I'll rip your clothes off.” He smirked as pulled my hands off my face. Pulling my chin up to meet his gaze once more. I could see the sparkles of fury in his eyes. Slowly I climbed down from the bed, setting both feet on the ground. This wasn't what I had bargained. While I contemplated the next move, I felt a strong grip over my shoulders, His hands worked through every clasps of my outfit. In less than 10 seconds, I stood naked right in front of him. He smiled tentatively as he ran his hands through the outline of my body. I stood transfixed to the spot wishing that I could disappear into the thin air. “Barbie… on the bed!” Every thrust inside me felt like my insides were being hammered….