“Would you like a dance?”

Cliff sucked on his beer bottle as he looked up at the blonde.

She was not tall. Blue eyes under hair that was done in pigtails. She wore a black leather skirt short enough to show off her panties, a black leather bra, and black boots that came half way up her thighs. Over top of all this she wore a three quarter black pvc jacket.

Glancing at his shrinking belly, Cliff did a mental shrug before answering. “Okay.”

She grinned and yelled back over the music, “Follow me and I’ll make it worth your while.”

He stood and picked up his beer. Cliff was surprised that he was taller than she was. He followed behind her, watching her blonde pigtails swaying like pendulums from side to side.

She took him out of the booming music of the large seating area into a darker, quieter area. The chairs were old overstuffed leather, in some cases ripped. With no one else in the room, she chose the very back corner.

Pushing Cliff down into the chair, she sat on his lap. “I’m Lana.” Her accent was slight Eastern European. She offered her hand.

Cliff shook it. “I’m Charlie.”

“We’ll start the next song. So, Charlie, are you done work for the day?”

Cliff nodded.

“Are you from around here?”

“No. Just here on business.”

“What do you do?” Her hand slipped between his legs.

“I’m a lawyer.”

Her hand stopped and she glared at him.

“Family law mostly.”

Her face looked relieved. “So you won’t get me into trouble?”

“Why would I do that?”

She batted her lashes. “Oh, I don’t know.” Her hand tugged at the zipper of his black slacks.

“I love Toronto.” He whispered as he watched her hand slip inside.

“You want to get it out for me?” She stood just as the song ended. It was replaced by the pounding beat of a dance tune as the DJ announced the new dancer taking the stage.

Cliff shifted around and slipped his cock out of his shorts.

“So, Charlie,” she spoke as she knelt between his legs and grabbed his shaft. “What can I do to make you less tense?” She ran her tongue up the length of his shaft.

Cliff groaned and watched.

She reached into the top of her boot and produced a condom package. The package was gone with a quick rip. She took the canal of the condom into her mouth and lowered onto his cock, unrolling the rubber with her teeth.

Cliff repeated his groan as his hand stroked the back of her head.

She pulled off him and lifted his erection. Her mouth dropped and suckled his balls. “You like this?”

Cliff nodded.

“Can I play?”

Cliff finally found breath to answer, “Whatever you want.”

She sucked him back into her mouth and sucked him through the remainder of the song. At the end, she stood and glanced around as she stripped off her bra and panties.

The next song was David Lee Roth screaming: “Might as well jump!”

She straddled the chair cliff sat in and pushed his cock against her pussy lips. She held the tip in her hand as she rubbed along his length. He could feel her dampness dripping onto his balls.

She grinned and leaned forward. Nibbling on his left ear, she sighed and whispered, “Should I fuck this?”

Cliff gasped, which she obviously took to mean yes. She raised her ass up off of him, positioned his cock and pushed down on top of him. Her hands rested on his chest as she bucked on top of him.

“Oh, Charlie, you feel fucking fantastic.”

As the song ended, another dancer led a client into the room. she leaned in close and said, “She’s a friend, it’s okay. Now, where would you like to cum?”

Cliff’s mind flashed Heather’s face. He wished he was with her. He looked up at the stripper named Lana. She was too skinny and too small, but he could not resist. His words surprised him as he answered, “My hotel?”

Four hours later

Cliff handed her three $100 dollar bills.

Lana tiptoed, kissed his cheek, and slipped out the door.

He felt regret wash over him. As enjoyable as it was pulling on Lana’s pigtails, it was not Heather.

He whispered to the empty room, “Why can’t I wake up from this one?

“Would you like a dance?”

Cliff sucked on his beer bottle as he looked up at the blonde.

She was not tall. Blue eyes under hair that was done in pigtails. She wore a black leather skirt short enough to show off her panties, a black leather bra, and black boots that came half way up her thighs. Over top of all this she wore a three quarter black pvc jacket.

Glancing at his shrinking belly, Cliff did a mental shrug before answering. “No thanks, just here to watch today.”

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