Who: Baby and York What: Random Encounter When: August [Backdated] Where: Need/Want Rating/Warnings: Teenish/Strip club stuff, and a few mentioned things that are adult in nature. Status: Complete
This wasn’t the kind of place where York would normally go. But he was willing to try new things, and when he found the place, he decided to poke his head in and see what it was all about. It was dark in there. York took off his sunglasses, feeling just slightly self-conscious about his face. His eye. He didn’t want to creep people out, but the dark would help. Sometimes he took a little getting used to. His face, anyway. But his winning smile was currently plastered on. He came inside and glanced around, ordered a drink, then found a table. It seemed like an okay place, and it wasn’t too busy. That was nice.
It was easy enough to become anyone you wanted to be inside of the Need/Want. Baby knew that all too well, and she knew exactly what she needed to do in order to make some cash. Still, she didn't sleep with the customers, not any more anyway, but she did have a good time doing something that she was good at. Her set would start within the next thirty minutes, but for now, she was out and about mingling with the crowd. She flirted with the patrons, never taking any offers of drinks but instead she kept moving through the crowd if they didn't want a piece of her time. She spotted a guy she'd never seen before in the club off at a table by himself, and made her way over to him. "Well hey there handsome, ain't seen you in here before. I'm Baby."
“Hi, Baby.” York sat up a little. “They call me York. I’m new.” The woman obviously worked here. She was beautiful and fit in perfectly with the establishment. York wasn’t sure how much he wanted to spend here, and he didn’t want to waste her time--but there weren’t a whole lot of customers in the place at the time, so he figured maybe they could talk for a minute. And it would be really nice to watch her dance.
"Nice to meet you, York." She gave a small nod of her head in his direction, a light smile tugging up one corner of her mouth. "New huh?" She moved around the table, closer to him as she placed a hand on his shoulder. "Well, welcome around handsome. This place ain't too bad." Baby had moved from Texas to here after her family had well, she couldn't stay around them without falling under their influence. "I tell you what, since you're new here let me give you a proper welcome hm? Discount lap dance, and believe you me, I'm the best dancer that the place has to offer." Okay, she might not have been the best but confidence could sell it.
Confidence was really selling it. York gave a little chuckle, going a little pink around his ears. “...I’m not really… I don’t do a whole lot of these things,” he admitted. This was one of those times where bravado probably would have been best, but York wasn’t lying. He really didn’t do a lot of strip clubs and whatnot. There were a couple of times when he’d gone with his squad, but for the most part this was all new to him. “You might have to… tell me how all this works?”
Baby had heard a lot of things during her time as a stripper. She could tell if a person really didn't do this a lot, and this guy? Oh yeah, he wasn't lying to her. "Don't worry, sugar. I promise to be real gentle." She flashed him a wicked grin, and then held out her hand. "Come with me. I'll take you to one of the booths, you're allowed to touch within reason but if I move your hands don't put 'em back there, okay?" The booths were off to the side, private but not as private as the rooms in the back where things could get a little more risque. Not that Baby fucked any of her clients, not any longer, after she and Wade had begun dating she didn't do that sort of thing any longer.
“Okay.” How could he say no to that? York slipped his hand into the woman’s, and let her lead him off to one of the private booths along the side of the club. The place wasn’t as shady as he’d prepared himself for. Things looked clean, and the girls were all done up nicely. Not that the place was busy, or anything.
Once they were inside, he stood awkwardly. This was something that a lot of guys had done, but York didn’t do all the things that normal guys did. He’d never needed to go to a strip club to get a girl to dance for him before. And he didn’t have a lot of friends who got married and had bachelor parties. His brothers both had, but he’d been overseas for a lot of the pre-wedding activities. He wasn’t sure what to do next.
Baby led him over to the roomy chair that set pressed up against the wall, her body pressing up close against his as she looked up at him with a smile. "I promise, I don't bite." Her body moved with the music once he was seated, swaying in a way that showed off all her best assets. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she dragged her hands down as she lowered herself down until her ass touched the back of her heels. She raised herself back up, still smiling at him, "Take a seat handsome."
York did as he was bid, and slipped into the chair she offered him. He felt his knee bouncing with excitement and nerves, and forced himself to slow it. And then the show started. She was absolutely beautiful. No wonder she was good at this job. He watched, keeping his hands on the arms of the chair.
It was easier when they listened, and it made the experience that much better. The guy didn't appear to be drunk which also made Baby's job a lot easier. Her body moved to the music, swaying seductively to the music. Her hands ran down over her body, and Baby backed up a few steps. She dropped down to her hands and knees, crawling towards him a few steps. She twisted her body, lying down on her back, and then she did an outward split. Her legs came back together, and she pulled herself forward just enough for her next trick. Using her upper body, she did a headstand, legs once again going out into a spread eagle but this time instead of tucking them back down she let her lower half fall, legs wrapping around him and used her core to pull herself up as the beat from the music outside picked up. Her feet were firmly planted now on either side of the chair, her hips rolling, grinding down against York.
Oh Jesus. Her moves were pretty amazing. And, of course, being a guy with a healthy appetite for such things, his mind went to all the places where her body moved like that in a much less controlled way. Where there were far fewer clothes between them. He’d never been with a girl who could headstand-walkover into his lap before, and if that wasn’t a turn-on? Her grinding down against him gave him a half-chub. He was biting down on his lip as he watched her, his hands still on the arms of the chair. Though, his knuckles were turning white. “You’re absolutely gorgeous.” He spoke with an easy, flirtatious tone that was only slightly tense. The blood was rushing away from his head, he couldn’t help the crack in his voice.
Baby rolled her hips still, grinding down on him as she felt him starting to harden. A devilish smile formed on her lips, and she reached for his hands, placing them on her hips. If she'd been a single woman she would've told him to meet her after her shift, and she'd show him a thing or two. "Well thank you, Darlin. You're easy on the eyes yourself." She teased him with a wink, carefully removing herself from him so she could turn around in his lap. "Feel free to touch now, just not anywhere too south of the border if you know what I mean."
“I’m not really sure I do, Ma’am,” York was only kinda kidding. He brought his hands over to rest on her hips, feeling her grinding down against her and growing more and more excited over it. Watching her body move was incredibly erotic, and as the moments passed, he started to feel a little less embarrassed about the whole thing. This was fun for both of them, right? And she was getting paid all the while. So it was okay to enjoy it. Slowly, his big, strong hands moved up over her sides and to her back, hot and rough against her skin. They traveled around her rib cage, coming to rest against her stomach.
"Mhm, I'm sure you don't." Baby replied with a wicked grin, body still moving even as she spoke. The feeling of his hands against her body brought another smile to her face. Some guys had sweaty, grabby hands that she had to push back into place. York's hands, however, felt dry, warm and nice against her skin and besides, he kept them where he was supposed to. She kept moving, dancing in their little private show until the next song started. She settled in his lap, "Well, sweetcheeks, that's it." She leaned in pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek before she moved off his lap. "You're going to come back and see me again, right?"
A little whimper escaped him when she stopped moving. York’s fingertips twitched against the smooth, soft skin of her stomach, and trailed along her sides as she slid off his lap and away from him. He nodded. “Absolutely.” That was such a good time. But now he had to go find… someone… to be with. Maybe Heather knew how to lap dance. He’d have to ask. He could absolutely understand why guys would come to a place like this. It was addicting.
"Good," Baby replied with a wicked grin, "you just ask for me and I'll make sure to treat you right." She adjusted her top, and then cast a glance down before looking back up at him. "You take the time you need, and go find yourself a good girl to take care of right." Baby tossed a wink his way, and then stepped out of the room to give him a little breathing room. That had been fun, and she did hope that one day he'd come back to see her again.