THE VIP ROOM
1367 Words
Tonight will be the first night of three on the VIP Room and to say the least Tiana was shiting bricks, they’d both learn their steps very, very sexy steps giving Benji a hard on she’d got some moves he had to straighten his problem out several times if this continued. He’d have to take a very long cold shower before and after tonight for many nights to come god he wished she could be his he’d treat her like a queen.
They’d practiced for the last week as well as serving behind the bar; they also had to dance too. He couldn’t’ve had a better partner they weren’t chalk and cheee or fire and ice more like a f*****g volcano. They were that hot.
When Stacey and Tiana went home the following morning she had to explain why her and Benji had been asked to go to Big Bob’s office and she told her every little detail.
She screamed and jumped up and down in joy congratulating her for getting the chance to wok in the VIP Room it was where all the rich folk spent their hard earned money and not many of the staff had got the opportunity to work in there, everyone would be jealous of both of them, but who gave a s**t about them right? As long as the punters were happy you were happy.
She’d said goodbye to Stacy as they arrived at the flamingo, Benji was there waiting for her smiling.
“Ready, gorgeous?”
“No really, no.”
“It’ll be fine babe let’s go up stairs. We have to get ready for the performance of our lives.” He smiled.
She returned his smile nervously.
He dropped his arm over her shoulder pulling her towards him. “Chill babe you know every step and I know for one you won’t mess it up. I have faith in you babe so let’s go and get changed.”
“I hope our outfits aren’t ridiculous.”
“Me to babe.”
They made their way up the stairs to the rooms where they had to change. Benji had a white shirt and black trousers with pointed shoes.
He shrugged, “Not bad, could be worse.”
He began to strip to change.
Tiara walked into the room and spotted the dark purple and black basked dress with thrills that was cut short at the front and flowed at the back.
“You’ve got to be kidding me?!” She sighed, stripping before putting the dress on.
She looked in the mirror. She wasn’t a goth but she had to admit it showed every curve of her body and looked good on her.
“Well it’s now or never.” She sighed before stepping out of the door.
A low whistle came from Benji. “Well hello sexy.”
“Get a grip Benji and keep your d**k in.”
“It’s hard to be around you. When you’re looking like a sexy piece of ass.” He grinned.
“Let’s get this over with.”
“Let’s get the show on the road.” He said, slapping her on the ass growling as they walked into the VIP Room greeted by Big Bob.
“Excellent you’re both here. You look good, the both of you. I’m glad I went with this theme.”
“Are we doing the same theme every night?”
“No honey. We’re going to add a little sugar and spice and maybe sass it up a little bit. From eight till eleven you’ll be behind the bar serving and doing your thing after that you’ll be doing that sexy thing you do, so I hope you’ve both learnt your routine.”
“We have.” They both chimed.
“Good I’ll have feedback every night you’re up here to let me know how well you’ve both been doing. Have a good and fruitful night you too.”
“We will.”
He smirked leaving the VIP Room.
“Let’s get the show on the road.” He grinned.
They both went behind the bar ready to serve drinks and dance erotically.
As the night grew both Benji and got into their new role. As they slid from behind the bar and began their errotic dance.
He held her tightly, they swayed to the music, he twirled her out and she slid down his body and up again, wrapping her leg around him, he lowered her down so her head almost hit the table her back leaned down.
The male at the table grinned, winking, their show was being watched by many of the males in the room, many mouths agape others grinning.
“May I?”
They both looked at the middle aged well dressed dark dark-haired male. “Sure.”
He nodded at Tiara to tell her just to go with it. Losing her hands the male took hers twirling her into him as one of the ladies that was there took over from Tiana. “I’m Domenic. And I must say I’m impressed.”
“Tiara, and thanks.”
He grinned, lowering her from the base of her back. “You should come work for me, princess.”
“Thanks for the offer, but I like it here.”
“No other place better than here to run away.”
“What do you mean?”
“You’re either running away from your past or a guy, so which is it?”
“Both.”
“I see.” He pulled her back up, twirling her around grabbing her thigh pulling her leg to his thigh. “I know Bob Bob well. If ever you’re in any trouble and need to run I can take you somewhere they will never find you.”
“There’s no need, but thanks for the offer.”
“It will always stand Tiara, guys in the Mafia don’t like to take no for an answer, believe me, they will travel the whole of the world if they think someone has taken what is theirs.”
“He’s not Mafia.”
“Then why are you running?”
“You wouldn’t understand.”
“All you have to do is trust me and tell me .”
“I don’t know you.”
“But you’d like to.”
“Don’t twist my words, Domenic.”
He grinned. “On contrary I’m not. Many women want to get to know me cause I’m a mysterious kind of guy.’
“I like straight forward guys.”
He grinned again. “But aren’t the mysterious ones more interesting, more entertaining.”
“Not really. I don’t like mystery or the inevitable.”
He grinned, spinning her again. Pulling her close to him, her heart beating rapidly. “Your heart is racing flower. Are you afraid of me?”
“Not at all.”
“Glad to hear it.”
“Domenic we have a meeting to attend.”
He grinned, kissing her cheek. “Until next time, my flower.”
She smiled as he took his arms from around her. “I’m here for you Tiara, anytime. I just hope one day you’ll trust me enough to tell me who you are running from.”
She nodded.
“Goodnight flower, sleep tight.”
“Goodnight Domenic, it was good to meet you.”
“You too.” He smirked while walking out.
“Holy s**t Tiara, you sure know who to attract.”
“What are you talking about Benji?”
“He is the richest guy here in Australia, Domenic Luppino. He owns half of Sydney. He is the owner and big boss of Corporate Industries. They supply every club, bar, shop and business enterprise here and all over Australia. You sure made an impression on him.”
“I didn’t mean to.”
“What he sees and likes he always has Tiana and if he’s shown any interest in you you won’t be here long.”
She looked at him nervously and she’d already turned his offer down. Would he make her regret it and do everything to make sure she agreed to his offer?
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