SUGAR - Chapter 3: Chapter 3
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"Its Friday bitches so its money everywhere. Don't even look at my regulars unless you can beat me up!" Pearl yelled laughing and high fiving the other dancers. I sat at my makeup station applying my eyeliner when I saw her walking towards me out of the corner of my eye.
"That includes the dreadhead, Ms. Emerald," she said leaning down so only I could hear her.
"Sapphire," I snapped back. We were the only dancers named after gems and she never missed an opportunity to call me anything but the one I picked.
"Sapphire, diamond, ruby, who gives a fuck. You ain't Pearl, ho."
"You right cause Pearl fucks for money in the private rooms and Sapphire damn sure don't."
"Maybe you should start so you wouldn't have them same 3 regulars," she snorted walking back to her station.
"And maybe you should stop so you can close that tab you running up at the clinic," I replied turning around in my chair. Everyone stopped and looked at me.
"That was low, Fire," Kandi said shaking her head.
"I don't give a fuck. She don't say shit to the rest of y'all but she love to try me. It's not my fault we clearing the same bag and I ain't gotta fuck nobody to do it."
"Bitch the only reason these niggas pay attention to you is because you the lightest ho in here," Pearl clapped back.
"Good I ain't gotta do too much. That's really why you mad," I said turning back around to finish my makeup.
"Ima be mad if y'all don't get on the floor and make some fucking money," Paul burst in. "Pearl and Lexus, y'all working a bachelor party in the gold room. Kandi, Cookie, and Yoyo got a divorce party in room 2 and Sapphire you got a private party later on tonight. Oil up cause its Friday and its payday for somebody."
I checked my phone before I left the dressing room and saw a text from Drew.
I wanna finish what we started. Come thru when u done I'll be up
I hearted the message and went to hit the floor wondering who the fuck booked me for a private party.
(two hours later)
"Then I told him, 'You can't fire me. I own 20% of the company!'" Will laughed amongst his business partners. Will was my first regular. He came in during the day shift for a business meeting and took a liking to me and refuses to have anyone else around him. I have no idea what he does for work but he gives me $2000 every time I see him just to sit in his lap while he talks about work and sports. Paul came over to give me the signal that my guests arrived for the private party so I collected my allowance from Will and headed to the private rooms.
"Who booked the party so I know who to give the attention to?" I asked Paul as he escorted me through the club.
"Shouldn't be too hard, it's just one person."
"What you mean 'one person'? It's not Drew is it?"
"Hell no, he woulda jumped on somebody by now if it was his crazy ass. He didn't leave a name, just asked for you specifically and paid a deposit."
"We don't even take deposits."
"I know," Paul said stopping in front of the door. "But he don't need to know that."
I stepped inside of the room closing the door behind me, seeing no one and only hearing the music that was still playing in the main room.
"Hello?" I looked around the room at the empty seats until I turned around and finally saw someone standing in the corner leaning against the wall. He was wearing all black with a black Yankees hat watching me. I instantly froze. It was him.
"You wanted a private dance?" I asked into the air. He said nothing and walked past me, taking a seat on the long booth and pulling out a duffle bag from behind it. He took out stacks of money wrapped in plastic and sat them on the booth beside him, then sat back and looked at me.
"I ain't paying you to stand there," he finally said licking his lips, sending a shiver down my spine. "Finish what you started."
Private guests get to make a playlist of songs they want to hear so there's no need for a DJ in every room. I walked over to the speaker and clicked "Play" on the remote so I could begin my show. The first song that came on - Body by Summer Walker. I quickly looked at him and he was smirking, knowing that would be the first song to play. I took a deep breath and slowly started making my way towards him, rubbing my body to seduce him. I'm embarrassed to say I made up a dance in my head just in case he ever came in the club again and I started showing out.
I dropped down on all fours, swinging my long hair around and arching my back while watching him watch me. I slowly crawled over to him, rising to sit in his lap and grind my body against his to the rhythm of the music.
"What's your name?"
"Slim."
"I've never seen you before last night. Do you usually come here?"
"Nah. Not my scene."
"This club or just in general?"
"In general."
"So what made you come back to get a dance from me?"
"Why not?"
I continued my routine throughout the rest of the song until the next one started and it was Body again so I stopped in confusion.
"Shit, Cash must've accidentally added the song twice. Let me change it." I went to hit skip on the remote and Body played once again. Skip. Body. Skip. Body. I stopped and looked at him, noticing a smirk on his face once again.
"Is this the only song?"
He just sat and licked his lips again, never answering. I went back over to him and started dancing again, trying to remain as close as possible. I started grinding in his lap again and he placed a hand around my waist as I felt him getting hard underneath me.
"You like this, Slim?"
"Its cool," he replied moving his hand up and down my side. I stood and removed my top, straddling him to begin grinding in his lap again. He placed his hand on the small of my back to keep me balanced as I moved my body up and down against him. His gaze was so intense that I couldn't help but lean closer to his face as I heard 3 knocks on the door letting me know it was time to end the dance.
"Fuck," I said under my breath as my grinding and potential kiss all came to a stop. The door opened as security came in to collect the money and I stood up to get my top and prepare for my return the floor.
"Next time, Sapphire," he winked at me as I left the room clutching my top against my chest.
"That includes the dreadhead, Ms. Emerald," she said leaning down so only I could hear her.
"Sapphire," I snapped back. We were the only dancers named after gems and she never missed an opportunity to call me anything but the one I picked.
"Sapphire, diamond, ruby, who gives a fuck. You ain't Pearl, ho."
"You right cause Pearl fucks for money in the private rooms and Sapphire damn sure don't."
"Maybe you should start so you wouldn't have them same 3 regulars," she snorted walking back to her station.
"And maybe you should stop so you can close that tab you running up at the clinic," I replied turning around in my chair. Everyone stopped and looked at me.
"That was low, Fire," Kandi said shaking her head.
"I don't give a fuck. She don't say shit to the rest of y'all but she love to try me. It's not my fault we clearing the same bag and I ain't gotta fuck nobody to do it."
"Bitch the only reason these niggas pay attention to you is because you the lightest ho in here," Pearl clapped back.
"Good I ain't gotta do too much. That's really why you mad," I said turning back around to finish my makeup.
"Ima be mad if y'all don't get on the floor and make some fucking money," Paul burst in. "Pearl and Lexus, y'all working a bachelor party in the gold room. Kandi, Cookie, and Yoyo got a divorce party in room 2 and Sapphire you got a private party later on tonight. Oil up cause its Friday and its payday for somebody."
I checked my phone before I left the dressing room and saw a text from Drew.
I wanna finish what we started. Come thru when u done I'll be up
I hearted the message and went to hit the floor wondering who the fuck booked me for a private party.
(two hours later)
"Then I told him, 'You can't fire me. I own 20% of the company!'" Will laughed amongst his business partners. Will was my first regular. He came in during the day shift for a business meeting and took a liking to me and refuses to have anyone else around him. I have no idea what he does for work but he gives me $2000 every time I see him just to sit in his lap while he talks about work and sports. Paul came over to give me the signal that my guests arrived for the private party so I collected my allowance from Will and headed to the private rooms.
"Who booked the party so I know who to give the attention to?" I asked Paul as he escorted me through the club.
"Shouldn't be too hard, it's just one person."
"What you mean 'one person'? It's not Drew is it?"
"Hell no, he woulda jumped on somebody by now if it was his crazy ass. He didn't leave a name, just asked for you specifically and paid a deposit."
"We don't even take deposits."
"I know," Paul said stopping in front of the door. "But he don't need to know that."
I stepped inside of the room closing the door behind me, seeing no one and only hearing the music that was still playing in the main room.
"Hello?" I looked around the room at the empty seats until I turned around and finally saw someone standing in the corner leaning against the wall. He was wearing all black with a black Yankees hat watching me. I instantly froze. It was him.
"You wanted a private dance?" I asked into the air. He said nothing and walked past me, taking a seat on the long booth and pulling out a duffle bag from behind it. He took out stacks of money wrapped in plastic and sat them on the booth beside him, then sat back and looked at me.
"I ain't paying you to stand there," he finally said licking his lips, sending a shiver down my spine. "Finish what you started."
Private guests get to make a playlist of songs they want to hear so there's no need for a DJ in every room. I walked over to the speaker and clicked "Play" on the remote so I could begin my show. The first song that came on - Body by Summer Walker. I quickly looked at him and he was smirking, knowing that would be the first song to play. I took a deep breath and slowly started making my way towards him, rubbing my body to seduce him. I'm embarrassed to say I made up a dance in my head just in case he ever came in the club again and I started showing out.
I dropped down on all fours, swinging my long hair around and arching my back while watching him watch me. I slowly crawled over to him, rising to sit in his lap and grind my body against his to the rhythm of the music.
"What's your name?"
"Slim."
"I've never seen you before last night. Do you usually come here?"
"Nah. Not my scene."
"This club or just in general?"
"In general."
"So what made you come back to get a dance from me?"
"Why not?"
I continued my routine throughout the rest of the song until the next one started and it was Body again so I stopped in confusion.
"Shit, Cash must've accidentally added the song twice. Let me change it." I went to hit skip on the remote and Body played once again. Skip. Body. Skip. Body. I stopped and looked at him, noticing a smirk on his face once again.
"Is this the only song?"
He just sat and licked his lips again, never answering. I went back over to him and started dancing again, trying to remain as close as possible. I started grinding in his lap again and he placed a hand around my waist as I felt him getting hard underneath me.
"You like this, Slim?"
"Its cool," he replied moving his hand up and down my side. I stood and removed my top, straddling him to begin grinding in his lap again. He placed his hand on the small of my back to keep me balanced as I moved my body up and down against him. His gaze was so intense that I couldn't help but lean closer to his face as I heard 3 knocks on the door letting me know it was time to end the dance.
"Fuck," I said under my breath as my grinding and potential kiss all came to a stop. The door opened as security came in to collect the money and I stood up to get my top and prepare for my return the floor.
"Next time, Sapphire," he winked at me as I left the room clutching my top against my chest.
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