“I guess you could say that. I run this place. My dad started it a long time ago, when I was a teenager. He’s retired now, so I took over.”
“Lucky, there are definitely worse jobs. My name is Kate by the way.”
“John,” the man said, then took Kate by the hand, “let me show you the VIP room.” He instructed the bartender to have a bottle of wine sent to their table and stood from his bar stool. Suddenly Kate was a little nervous, but she followed anyway. She took a deep breath and she followed the strange man across the room, despite her hesitance.
John led her through a maze of men and cigar smoke. Briefly, Kate made eye contact with a young girl giving an older man a lap dance. She didn’t even look old enough to order a drink from the bar, but moved her hips like a seasoned veteran. She smiled deviously at Kate as she passed, as though to tell her, you have no idea what you’re getting into.
The VIP room was either blue or purple — Kate couldn’t tell because of the dark lighting. There were no chairs, only couches and a bed on the other side of the room. A group of men gathered around the bed and watched two women have sex with each other. Some of them put money on the bed and made requests to the women. The others just stood and watched quietly and drank from their glasses. A blonde was on top of a red head and kissed gently at her breasts, until the red head pulled her panties down. One of the men sitting around the bed handed the blonde a vibrator and she licked the end of it before sticking it in the red head’s bare pussy. She twisted it in circles and rubbed the red head’s tits. Some of the men clapped at this.
John led Kate to a private couch in the corner of the room. There was a “reserved,” sign on the table along with two wine glasses. A woman wearing a short gold teddy came to them with their bottle of wine. “My name is Amy, I’ll be your servant,” she said, and bent over slightly in front of them to pour a glass of wine. She wore no panties and Kate caught a glimpse of her perky ass as she did this. Kate reached out and felt the roundness of her smooth ass cheek.
“Oh!” the woman exclaimed, startled.
Kate pulled her hand away immediately. “Oh I’m sorry,” she said, “I don’t know what I was thinking.”
“That’s okay,” she said, “I just wasn’t expecting it. I mean, you’re a woman, I didn’t think you’d be interested.”
“I’m just now becoming interested,” Kate said.
“Well then maybe you’d be interested in one of our girls,” Amy said and pointed to the far wall. There was a line-up of girls on stools with numbers above their heads. Kate looked at John confused.
“You see someone you like? Just let Amy know the number and she’ll have her come over and keep you company,” John said.
Kate reviewed the line of girls for a moment. All of them were young and gorgeous and vulnerable, but none of them primed Kate’s appetite. They weren’t like full grown women, they were youthful and naive. To her, they weren’t sexy, they were just scared little girls. “Maybe number ten, no wait,” Kate said, unsure of her choice.
As she continued looking, one of the girls returned to her stool. Number six. It was the young girl that gave an older man a lap dance. The one that spoke to Kate with her eyes. She had short, dark hair and bright green eyes that radiated light. She had small tits but her skin was smooth and flawless, so was her pussy. Kate wanted her bad.
“Number six, definitely,” Kate said.
“Okay. I’ll be right back,” Amy said.
A loud moan came from across the room. The red head began to squirm with pleasure as the blonde used both the vibrator and her mouth on the red head’s pussy. The men watched intently, waiting for her climax. One of them stood up next to the bed and laid a wad of cash on the pillow. He said something to the red head but Kate was unable to hear. The red head nodded at him and the man unzipped his pants and put his erect cock next to her. She tugged on it as the blonde continued to work on her.
“Isn’t that prostitution?” Kate asked John.
He smirked and Kate blushed with embarrassment, quickly realizing how prudish of a question it was.
“No, the girls do it voluntarily. The money is just a tip for being able to see them nude,” John said, and smiled.
Number six approached the table. She ran her blue fingernails through her short dark hair and chewed gum with an open mouth. She placed her hands on her hip and leaned to one side. “I charge fifty per song, seventy-five if you want to touch me, other than that, it’s hands off,” she said. She wore a purple tank top with spaghetti straps and material thin enough that you could see the red bra she wore underneath. Her skirt was black and so short that her white panties were visible even when she stood straight up. There was an attitude about her that Kate liked. She was a little spitfire that would make her dad proud as a little girl, but infuriate him once she was old enough to strip.
“Don’t worry about it honey, I’ll take care of you. Just be sure Kate here has a good time,” John said to number six.
“Okay,” she said, and flashed a bright smile. She put her hand on Kate’s shoulder and sat on her lap. Glitter blinked on her chest in the pale blue light above them. She was light as a feather and perky everywhere with long thin legs that were like silk.
“I know why men like the younger ones now,” Kate said to John.
“She’s new here,” John said, “but the customers love her. What’s your name honey?” he asked her.
Number six opened her mouth to speak, but Kate put a single finger over her lips before she could say anything. “I don’t want to know. I’d rather it be a mystery,” she said.
The same devious smile from earlier appeared on her face once again. She leaned in close to Kate’s ear, and Kate looked directly down her shirt, “Whatever you want baby,” she whispered, and Kate giggled at how much those words turned her on. Number six had switched into pleasure mode, and Kate was nervous as to whether or not she would be able to handle it.
Number six turned in Kate’s lap, using her surprisingly plump ass as a top, and put her legs over Kate’s shoulder. She leaned back until the palms of her hands touched the floor and let Kate take a good look down her skirt. Kate sat there stiff with her arms at her side, like the soon-to-be groom at a bachelor party that was forced into a lap dance he didn’t want.
“She’s got cute feet doesn’t she?” John asked.
“Excuse me?” Kate said.
“Her feet. Don’t you just want to put them in your mouth?”
It was then that Kate realized Number six was barefoot. “Yes, they’re nice,” she said.
“She’s smart. Lots of guys have foot fetishes. She’s the only one that walks around barefoot. That’s why she gets so much business.”
Number six stood in front of Kate and slowly removed her tank top, revealing her narrow waist, then her cute belly button and tight stomach. Then the red lace bra that hid her small perky tits. She let it fall to the floor then lifted her skirt before sitting on Kate’s lap again. She used her plump ass to grind on Kate’s pussy. Once again, Kate wondered what it would be like to have a dick. She wanted to know how it would feel to have a dick to put between Number six’s ass cheeks. Number six’s dainty hands softly touched Kate’s and their fingers intertwined. She lifted Kate’s hands to her breasts. Kate instinctively began to massage them. They were different from Ashley’s. There wasn’t as much to hold on to, but they were fun to handle, like fun size candy. She felt her nipples harden and Kate’s responded the same way. “Am I hot enough for you?” Number six asked.
“My nipples are as hard as yours,” Kate said.
“Really,” she said and turned to feel Kate’s breasts. She massaged them until they could cut glass. “Oh geeze,” Kate said.
Kate started to feel vulnerable. The only girl that had ever turned Kate on was Ashley, but this tiny girl was something different. She wasn’t sexy in the same way as Ashley. She was sexy because she was dirty and loved to please everyone. Her small body laid across Kate’s lap and she lifted her legs straight up into the air as she removed her skirt to reveal her white cotton panties, similar to the kind a little girl wears. She stood over Kate and bent over in front of her. She turned her head to make eye contact with Kate, and Kate fell under her spell. “Can you take my panties off for me?” she said with a single finger in her mouth. Her ass was nice and round like natural cushions. Kate touched the curves on her hips and felt her velvet skin. She slowly pulled the panties down the girl’s legs. First she saw the crown of her ass. Then her full crack. Then she saw the girl’s bare clit. “Thank you,” Number
