There lived a really awesome girl, I’ll call her A. She came across an interesting enough job offer so she sent her resume. She was invited to an interview for a possible waitress opening at what she thought would be a restaurant, but was actually an underground strip club just outside the city center. The guy who called to inform her of the interview seemed really nice, too nice perhaps that she didn’t even assume anything fishy. On the day of the interview, her father said he was going to accompany her, just in case it was a scam. They left home in the late afternoon to a rather isolated location. Just as they arrived at the address, her father got a phone call, an urgent one. An important meeting is what he had to attend to, so A had to go for the interview alone.
The moment she got in, she noticed there wasn’t any trace of a 4 star restaurant as they had claimed. She was taken by a ginger head hunk to the “office” at the back. I put that in quotes because it looked too comfortable, cozy and sultry to be one.The ginger dude was the bouncer, and he intimidatingly stood on guard at the door. The interviewer was a chunky looking guy.Very muscular chap who looked Italian and smelled like baby oil.He put out his cigar on his tongue, looked A right in the eye and asked his first question, “You know why you’re here, right?”
“Yes,” she answered, even though she wasn’t sure anymore.
He asked for her bra size which she found a bit awkward for a second question. He reassured her by saying it was so that he would know what uniform size she would get. The ginger bloke then ushered her to yet another room, a changing room. He handed over her uniform. As she put on the little body hugging dress, she realized it barely covered half her thighs, let alone did it do justice to her ample bosom. The outfit also came with a scarlet lipstick and pearls. When she was done, she could not believe her eyes as she entered the “office”.
The lights were dim, allowing the last rays of the sun to spill through the blinds on the windows. Sensual music played in the background.
“What the eff is this?” she thought to herself.
The delicious Italian looking man sat on a chair in the middle of the room.
“Show me what you can do, Angel,” he said in a very suggestive tone.
For a split second, A stood there having a panic attack. She began to think that she had bargained for more then she could handle. But wait, her inner goddess was coming out. She could do this. She wanted this. She needed to relieve all the tension that had been building up ever since she came to this foreign land.
“I’m ready for you,” he said this in his ow so enthralling accent.
She walked towards him only stopping a few feet away, just enough for him to catch the scent of the spicy yet sweet, provocative essence of her perfume as she swayed her hips from side to side in tune to the music.She advanced towards him and giving her backside to him, she gently eased herself in his lap. She started moving rhythmically, grinding on him like her life depended on it. As she stood to face him, she noticed the passion burning in his eyes.
Seductively, she started unzipping the little dress, revealing the lacy red bra that complimented the fullness of her breasts. The dress slipped off her body into a pile at her feet that were adorned in sexy heels. In a swift movement, the guy stood right in front of her, so close that she could feel his hot breath on her skin that was wallowing to be touched, kissed and caressed.
As if he could read her mind, he expertly placed his hands on her waist and pulled A towards himself, such that she could feel the fullness he had gotten too. She was a ticking time bomb, and this was more than enough to make her wet. She wanted to explode. She couldn’t wait any longer, his eyes had already consumed her so she pranced onto his luscious lips. She took them with such hunger that he just could not resist kissing her back, falling under her spell. She could feel her insides beginning to clench. She wanted him. Now. She HAD to have him. She had been starved for so long she wasn’t going to waste the opportunity with such a delectable looking man. As soon as she unbuckled the belt that hid the treasure she was hunting for, the ginger man opened the door to the office and ….
“Ow shit!!” was all she could say as her father stood there.
This was the end of Fungai’s bedtime story. I kind of failed there for dawn caught us wide awake.