A DIRTY AFFAIR

GEMMA

    I opened the dressing room door and walked wobbling to the stage amidst loud and cheering noises. I got to the stage, climbed it and stood at the center of the stage. I closed my eyes nervously, exhaling and inhaling. I opened my eyes and stared at the large crowd cheering at me and waiting for me to start performing.

I knew how weird and irritating it felt dancing in front of men old enough to be your father because I've been working in this club as a waitress for a long time and had seen everything that's going on, but here I am, on this stage, about to dance almost naked.

This is my first time dancing almost half naked in front of everyone.

"Just do it. Just one night, if you dance well, you would get enough money to settle your debts once and for all" my best friend's words replayed in my mind.

It was hard for her to bring up this suggestion but she had seen how I've been living a miserable life and living from hand to mouth while trying to pay back the debts my father owed before dying with my little waitress salary.

I was shocked when I found out that my father was owing a certain person a huge sum of money and since I was the only family he had left, I had to pay him back. Since then I haven't stopped receiving notes on my door asking me to pay back and pay fast. But then how would one person own that amount of money?

I felt knots tie in my stomach and I wanted to puke. I wished I could be anywhere but here but I just couldn't make my wish a reality.

"What are you waiting for? Start" my manager, Stacy said as she entered the stage.

I shook my head slightly, forcing back the tears that threatened to fall. I just couldn't do this.

"The men are eagerly waiting for your performance. If you can't do it, then leave the stage and go home" she yelled at me. Thank goodness the crowd couldn't hear her due to the loud music playing.

Leaving the stage right now was something I couldn't afford to do. I needed the money badly.

"I will do it," I muttered.

"Good. Boss is here today and there should be no mistakes and floppy performances" she said and eyed me from head to toe like with disdain and walked off the stage. She had every right to be mad at me. I was the one who told her I wanted to strip dance.

The boss is here? For a strip club, I had to admit this place was oozing pure luxury and had always wondered who owned this magnificent place.

I took deep breaths and tried relaxing myself. The men were screaming at me to strip myself naked, as they were already impatient. Their hungry eyes were feeding on my body. The music changed and I closed my eyes.

I immediately began moving my hips tentatively and ran my hands down my body in a seductively and erotic way. I grasped a long pole as I swirled my body round it.

I didn't realize I had mastered how to strip dance in my head just by watching others do it these past months. I was dancing freely, putting practice to everything I had seen earlier.

The man were howling as they fed their eyes hungrily.