Film at Eleven
Chapter 11 — A New Profession
A girls night out. That was all it was supposed to be but for Chloe, it had suddenly turned into so much more.
It was all Kelly’s idea.
Well, maybe that wasn’t entirely fair. It wasn’t like she hadn’t wanted to go along with it, and Gabby was definitely game for it, too, especially when Kelly had said she was going to pay for the drinks, but really, it had been Kelly’s idea.
It was Kelly who had picked the club where they were going to go and she hadn’t told either Chloe or Gabby where it was they were going. It wasn’t until the trio was sitting outside the club that Chloe finally knew where she wanted them to go.
“What the hell are we doing here,” Gabby exploded.
“Yeah,” Chloe agreed. “What are we doing here?”
“I promised you a place where you’d be the center of attention,” Kelly told them.
“Yeah, but we’re not—”
“I’m not saying you have to get up on stage,” Kelly quickly amended. “No way to that, but think about it. Haven’t you ever wondered what went on in a place like this? And think about it. Aside from the girls on stage, we’re going to be the only girls in the room.”
“Yeah,” Chloe said. A room full of guys already fully turned on. Yeah, that was ... no wait, she wasn’t supposed to agree to something like that.
Kelly was trying to explain it to Gabby but Chloe was intrigued.
“You really think we should go in there,” Chloe said.
“Just for kicks,” Kelly said. “If you don’t like it, we can go somewhere else, but I want to go see. At the very least, at least we’ll know, and if we ever have boyfriends who want to go to a strip club, at least we’ll know what they want to go see.”
“There is that,” Chloe admitted.
“Come on. It’ll be fun. How about this. I’ll even buy the second round.”
“You must really want to go see this place,” Gabby said. “I wonder why.”
Chloe was still hesitant but when Kelly offered to buy the second round, suddenly, Gabby was with her and suddenly, it was two against one so against her better judgement ...
The three girls walked to the entrance but when she saw the cover charge, Chloe was ready to turn around and go. There was no way she was going to pay money to get into a strip club, no matter how curious she might be but before she could even tell anyone that, Kelly was making sure they got let in and then she almost felt she had to do it so with a sigh, she entered.
Kelly had been right about a couple of things. Some of the guys in here weren’t all that great, but there were some that were pretty good. In fact, there were some in here that she wouldn’t mind getting to know better so what the hell was wrong with them. Why the hell were they in here instead of being out with their girlfriends.
The other thing Kelly was right about was that every testosterone-enhanced eye was on the three of them almost from the moment they’d entered the place. It was almost as if every guy was wondering if she was going to get up on stage and dance and while of course, she knew she wasn’t going to do that, having the guys all look at her that way, that was kind of hot.
She’d almost finished her drink when the man come up behind them. “Ladies,” the man said. “I’m Mr. Avery and I’m the manager here. I was wondering if you three young ladies would take a moment to join me in my office.”
None of the women saw anything wrong with that.
“Why don’t the three of you tell me your names.”
“I’m Kelly,” Kelly said.
“Chloe,” replied her friend.
“Gabby.”
Kelly and Gabby had to go to the bathroom. Normally, she would have gone with them, Chloe thought, only this time, this time, she didn’t.
“So,” the man said after the other two were gone, “your name is Chloe.”
Chloe nodded woodenly. She wasn’t sure what she was supposed to say or if she was supposed to say anything.
“Do you like it in here,” the man asked.
“It’s making me kind of hot,” Chloe said and then almost immediately, she wondered why she’d said that.
“Really,” the man’d said.
Chloe nodded. She’d already admitted the truth. What did it hurt to confirm it now.
“That’s hardly surprising,” the man had told her. “A good looking girl such as yourself, you must be used to having guys stare at you.”
She was used to ... wait a minute, was she used to that.
“It’s only natural that guys would want to be with you.”
It was only natural that they were going to want that, Chloe told herself. Of course, it wasn’t like they were going to get it, but it was certainly natural.
“It makes you so hot, doesn’t it, to have guys stare at you, and the more they stare, the hotter you get.”
He was right about that, too. She loved it when guys stared at her and it just made her so hot when they did. Wait a minute, she told herself. Was that really right? It must be, she told herself. She was hot now.
“I’ll bet that’s why you came here, isn’t it? You’ve always wanted to be a stripper. You’ve always wanted to be up on stage, having guys stare at you, having them want you, having them make your pussy hotter and wetter with every move you make.”
It was amazing Chloe thought. She’d only just met this man and somehow, it seemed as if he knew everything about her.
“I’ll bet there’s something you want to ask me. I’ll bet you’re wondering if maybe you could go up on stage. I’ll bet you’re wondering if you could be a dancer for me.”
That was exactly what she wanted to do. She wanted to go up on stage and she wanted to strip for these guys. She was sure she could do a really good job of it and she knew it would make her so hot.
“You don’t have to be shy,” the man said. “It’s okay to ask.”
“I’ve got a question,” Chloe said.
“Yes?”
“I was wondering ... I mean, I know you’ve got a full slate of dancers, but I was wondering—”
“You need to be more forceful,” the man said. “If you know what you want, you need to come right out and say it.”
“I want to dance for you.”
“What’s that?”
“I want to dance for you ... here in the club. I want to dance for you. I want to be a stripper.”
“You’re sure about that.”
Was she sure? Of course, she was. She’d never been surer about anything else in her life. “I want to be a stripper,” she said.
“Well all right then. I suppose we could arrange an audition for you if you’re ready now.”
“What? You mean tonight?”
“There’s no time like the present to do what you really want to do.”
He was right about that, Chloe realized. There really was no time like the present to do what you really wanted to do.
His name was Zeke and he was the DJ in the club and he was so tatally helping her out.
Chloe couldn’t help but be disgusted with herself. Had she known where they were going, perhaps she might have been more ready. Still, this was her big chance and she’d almost blown it. She didn’t have any stripper clothes and her heels were just barely tall enough. She felt unprepared and yet Zeke had helped her.
“Just relax,” he’d said. “The guys aren’t even going to remember what you were wearing when you’re done.”
“You’re sure about that?”
“Take my word for it,” the DJ had told her, unless there’s something hideously wrong with you, and from where I’m standing, I’d find that seriously hard to believe, but unless that’s the case, guys are only going to remember a few things. It’ll be face or tits or pussy or ass and not much else but there’s one thing every guy is going to remember.”
“What’s that?”
“They’re going to remember how approachable you are.”
“How approachable I am?”
“Guys are going to want to fuck you. That’s what guys do, but the easier you make it for them to think they’re going to get what they want, the easier it is for them to buy in to the fantasy.”
“I see.”
“Okay, you ready to go?”
“I’m ready,” Chloe said.
“All right then. Let’s do this.” Zeke keyed the mike and his voice boomed out over the speakers. “Gentlemen, in its continuing search to bring you new, high quality entertainment, the Excelsior club is pleased to welcome its newest dancer. Please put your hands together for Skyler.”
Chloe took a deep breath and then she strode out on stage. Please, she prayed to herself. Please make them like me.
She needn’t have worried about that because from the moment she came out on stage, every eye was on her and that was all it took to get her as hot as she’d ever been before. She wasn’t sure how she managed to keep on going, but it almost seemed as if she could cum just from having all those guys looking just at her. It was so fucking hot.
She’d even seen her friends at the rail watching her dance and that was so weird because she wanted to dance for guys but in a way, she wanted to dance for them, too.
And what was really cool was when she was finished dancing, when she got off stage, everyone had given her a nice round of applause, and that meant they liked her and right then and there, Chloe knew she was going to have to find Mr. Avery and see if she could do it again.
“So you liked it, did you?”
Chloe nodded enthusiastically. “I never knew it could be like that,” she said. “I want to do it again.”
“You do, do ya?”
Chloe nodded again. “I want to,” she said again. “I really want to.”
“Well all right then, if you really want to, go talk to Zeke and tell him I said it was okay.”
“Gee thanks, Mr. Avery. I really appreciate it.”
The manager nodded. “I’ll bet you do,” was all he would say. “I’ll bet you do.”
The next dance was even better than the first because this time, Chloe knew what to expect and because this time, there was a guy at the tip rail who was so obviously in to her that Chloe couldn’t help but sit there in front of him and finger her pussy as the man put up more and more money.
“Do you like this,” she asked the man.
The man never took his eyes off of what her fingers were doing between her legs. “Yeah,” he said. “Yeah, I like it.”
“I like it, too,” Chloe said and then something else occurred to her. “I’d like to show you what it looks like when my pussy is getting fucked. Would you like that, too?”
“Yeah,” the man had groaned. “Yeah. I’d like that.”
“Me, too,” Chloe pouted, “but I have to see some other guys.”
“But—”
“I have to go see other guys but maybe Mr. Avery will let me dance for you again.”
It was clear that this was not the outcome the man had been hoping for but Chloe was already getting up and walking away. There were other guys in the club and she had the feeling that she had to do more than service just one.
Regrettably, her set came to an end all too soon and Chloe had to relinquish her place on the stage. She found her friends quickly enough when she came down off the stage. “Did you see that,” she said enthusiastically. “Did you see that? That guy was so totally in to me.”
“Yeah, so what?” Gabby muttered.
Chloe shot her friend a dark look and Kelly couldn’t help but laugh. “Don’t pay any attention to her. I think she’s just mad that you didn’t come over here and show us your pussy.”
“But there were so many guys,” Chloe countered. “I couldn’t even get to all of them.”
“I know, but I think she just wanted to see your pussy.”
“I did not,” Gabby pouted.
Kelly looked at Chloe and Chloe looked at Kelly and that’s when both girls laughed. “Whatever you say,” Kelly told her friend. “Whatever you say.”
“This is so hot,” Chloe gushed. “I’m so glad you brought us here. To be honest, I didn’t want to be here when we came in but now, I don’t want to leave.”
“Are you going to ask Mr. Avery if you can do another dance?”
“Do you think I should?”
“Why not? What can it hurt?”
Chloe got a sly grin on her face. “Okay. Maybe I will,” and with that, she went off to find the club manager.
“She’s really enjoying herself,” Gabby said.
“I know. She’s really getting into it.”
“When can we go?” Gabby asked.
“Why don’t we see what Chloe thinks after she does her next dance.”
It was her third time up on stage and this time was the hottest one yet. She knew what to expect and she knew the guys did, too. She could see her favorite. He already had his bills out but she avoided him at first, choosing instead to dance for other men instead.
She could see him out of the corner of her eye. God, he was so into her, and he just couldn’t understand why she wasn’t coming to him. That made her so hot.
But in time, she sauntered back his way. “Did you miss me,” she purred even as she set herself down in front of him.
“Why’d you go to the other guys first,” the man pouted.
“Because if I’d come to you first, then I would have had to go away, but since I saved the best for last, now I can stay with you. Do you like my pussy?” she asked as she fingered her lips.
“Really? You did that for me?”
“Uh huh, but you haven’t answered my question. Do you like my pussy?”
“Y-y-yeah,” the man stammered. “Yeah, I like your pussy.”
“Good. I’m glad because my pussy really likes you. Can you see how wet I am?”
“Yeah, I can see how wet you are.”
“Oh man. I really wish I could feel you up inside me.”
“But we could go in the back.”
“Go in the back?”
“They have rooms where you can ... you know.”
Chloe’s fingers patted the lips of her pussy. “But I don’t actually work here. Mr. Avery’s letting me dance on stage for just a little.”
“But—”
“I’m sorry.”
Chloe almost burst out laughing. The way the man was pouting was so cute. He was so totally into her and she loved that but there was a part of her that really did want him to take her in the back and let him do whatever he wanted with her.
“You did great,” Kelly gushed when Chloe finally rejoined her friends. “You looked so totally hot up there.”
“You think so?”
“I know so. Why? Didn’t you feel hot?”
“I did. There was this one guy. He was totally into me—”
“You mean the one in the blue shirt?”
“Oh my God. You saw him, too.”
“It was kind of hard to miss him. He was pretty much eating you up with his eyes.”
Chloe nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah, he was. He even wanted to do a dance with me in the back—”
“Really? Are you going to do it?”
“I can’t.”
“Why the hell not?”
“Because I don’t work here.”
“You should talk to the manager. Maybe he can let you dance.”
“You think so?”
“It can’t hurt.”
“Okay, I’ll do it.”
“Great,” Gabby said when Chloe had left.
“What’s the matter with you?” Kelly asked.
“Now we’re going to be stuck here even later.”
“Give it a rest, will ya. She’s having fun.”
Gabby seemed on the verge of saying something but at the last moment, she backed down.
The club manager wasn’t all that hard to find. He listened to Chloe’s story and then he shook his head. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I just can’t do it. I mean, I’d like to, but you know, insurance rules and the like ...”
Chloe nodded. She understood.
“There is a way though.”
“A way?”
“Well, sure. If you were to come to work for me—”
“Then I could go in the back.”
“That’s right. How about it? You want a job? I have a spot open on tomorrow night’s schedule. What about it? You interested?”
He was offering her a job. Oh my God. He was offering her a job and it was making her so fucking hot. Was she interested? Was she interested in being a stripper? Of course, she was.
“What about it?” the man asked again.
“Sure,” Chloe said. “I mean yeah, definitely. Yeah, I want the job.”
“Well then, you got it, and now, I think you said you had a customer you wanted to take care of.”
Chloe nodded. “You’re right,” she said. “You’re right and thank you, Mr. Avery. Thank you for giving me this job and you won’t be disappointed. I’ll do a really good job for you.”
The manager smiled as he watched his newest dancer hurry away. “I’ll bet I won’t, the man said to himself. In fact, I’m sure of it.
Chloe hurried back to where she’d last seen her customer. He was still there, watching another of the dancers on stage. She came up behind him and she tapped him on the shoulder. “Hiya,” she said.
The man turned and then his eyes opened a little wider as he saw who it was. “Hi yourself,” he said.
“I was wondering,” Chloe said, “I mean, if you’re still interested, I was wondering if you wanted to go do a private show in the back.”
“But I thought—”
“I went and talked to the manager and he gave me a job. I start work tomorrow night and I hope to see you there, but now that I’m an employee, now, I can take you in the back, so do you want to do it?”
The man looked at her and then he started to grin. “Sure,” he said. “Sure, I want to go.”
The club had rules. Chloe wasn’t sure how she knew this. She was sure she couldn’t recall anyone telling her that but she was sure she knew what those rules were.
Out front, she wasn’t supposed to touch the customers and they weren’t suppose to touch her. Of course, accidental touches were allowed, as long as they weren’t too blatant.
Here in the back, there was a whole lot more they could do. Here in the back, she could touch them, but they couldn’t touch her.
That was what the rules were, but Chloe had already decided she wasn’t going to follow the rules.
She let her still-clothed body sway in front of the man. “Oh wow,” she cooed to the man. “Oh wow. You make me so horny. Can you take your cock out?”
“What?”
“I want you to take your cock out. I want to see you play with yourself while I take my clothes off. Can you do that for me?”
“Yeah,” the man groaned.
Chloe’s hands were playing with her tits through her dress. “Yeah? You can do that? So let’s see you do it.”
The man unzipped his pants and he took his cock out.
“Come on,” Chloe cooed. “You can do better than that. I want you to really take your cock out.”
“What do you mean?”
“I want to see it all. I want full exposure.”
“I still don’t—”
“I want to see you take your pants down.”
The man seemed to hesitate for a moment but then he shrugged and he lifted himself off the couch he was sitting on and in moments, he’d pushed his jeans down around his ankles. “How’s this?”
“Much better,” Chloe replied, “and now watch this.”
Off came her dress and then she was just her bra and panties. Her body swayed for him and then she was straddling his lap.
“Keep playing with yourself,” the girl told him even as she took off her bra. “I want to know you’re keeping your cock nice and ready for me.”
“You do?”
Chloe nodded. “I know you like my tits. I could see you staring at them when I was on stage, but how do you like them now?”
The man moaned as he felt those tits being shoved up against his face.
“I think we can assume that means you like them,” Chloe said with a laugh. “I like them, too, but I especially like them when I’ve got them shoved up against your face.
The man groaned at that.
“But you know what I’m going to like even more.”
“What?”
“I’m going to like it when you take my panties off.”
Even as she said it, she was pulling back and then she was standing in front of the man, letting her body sway in front of him, and then she was turning herself around and she was showing the man her butt.
“Do you like this,” she asked as her butt swayed to and fro. “I know you do. I know you like my ass.”
The man groaned. “Yeah,” he said.
“I want you to do it then.”
“Huh?”
“I want you to take my panties off.”
“But isn’t that against the rules?”
“I don’t care about the rules.”
“Well if you’re sure it’s okay.”
“I just want you to take off my panties.”
The man took one last look at that panty-clad bottom swaying in front of him and then he was reaching up and he was taking down her panties.
“There now. Isn’t that good?”
“Yeah,” the man groaned.
“You can touch it,” the girl said. “You can touch my ass.”
“Really?”
“Yeah really. I want you to do it. I want you to touch my ass.”
The man was tentative at first but as soon as it became clear that he wasn’t going to get into trouble for this, his attention became more and more aggressive.
“Oh yeah,” Chloe purred. “Oh yeah. That’s it. I love it when you play with my ass but I want you to tell me what you really want to do.”
“I want to fuck you,” the man said.
“Well, if that’s what you want, then I want it, too. Why don’t you pull me down onto your cock.”
The man was hesitant anymore. His hands gripped her about the hips and then he was pulling her pussy down onto his cock.
“Oh fuck,” she moaned. “Oh fuck. I can’t believe how good it feels. I can’t believe how good it feels to have you inside me.”
The man’s hands held her by the hips as she bounced up and down on his cock.
“Oh fuck,” the girl groaned. “Oh fuck. I love this. I love getting fucked.”
The man groaned.
“Oh fuck,” the girl groaned even as she leaned herself back against the man’s body. “I want you to reach around and grab my tits.”
The man reached around and grabbed her tits.
“Oh yeah,” the girl moaned. “Oh yeah. You like this, don’t you? You like making all the little strippers cum, don’t you?”
“Y-y-you’re my first one,” the man stammered.
“Really? I find that hard to believe.”
The man said nothing.
“Are you going to cum for me?”
“What?”
“Are you going to cum for me? I want you to do it. I want to feel your cum in my pussy.”
The man groaned.
“I want you to do it,” the girl said again. “I want you to cum for me.”
The man groaned again only this time, his groan was accompanied by something else, the swelling of his cock inside Chloe’s tight, little cunt, and the surge of his cock as he started to cum.
“Oh yeah,” the girl purred. “Oh yeah. That’s it. Cum for me. Cum for me. Oh yeah. I want you to do it. Cum for me.”
There was no stopping it now. The man’s cock continued to shoot his cum into Chloe’s tight, little pussy.
“That was fun,” she told the man when they were all done. “Now remember, I said I was working tomorrow. I hope you can come in and see me tomorrow.”
“Can we do this if I do?” the man asked.
“Of course.”
“I’ll be there.”