Deborah tells the cabbie they are going to the Highball Lounge. The cabbie nods and pulls out, giving you a sideways glance as if to say, “You poor bastard…”
The four of you soon arrive at what appears to be a dance club and bar. The three ladies sit down at a table near a raised platform as it suddenly dawns on you…this is a strip club…and given the amount of ladies and gay men here, it’s probably not the type you’d have a bachelor party at.
Deborah orders a chocolate martini and a club sandwich, while orders a deluxe burger, medium-rare, and a cosmopolitan. Melissa opts for the chef salad and a mint mojito. Thinking you really need a beer and a burger sounds good when orders for you. “He’ll have a water and a chef salad without the meat. He’s a vegetarian. And if you could get him a small cup of Italian dressing on the side, please?” The waiter walks off and you just hang your head and sigh. Melissa smiles at you. “Cheer up. We’re here on very important business.”
As the music starts and one of the dancers take the stage, leans to whisper in your ear. “Pay attention because you’ll be doing this tonight. Your life will depend on it.” You give her a strange sideways look, but all she does is motion you to watch the stage. At that moment you feel your pants being unzipped and three soft female hands pulling out your shaft to stroke it. Despite where you are, the attention is soon more than you can handle. Suddenly they tuck you back in, leaving you hard as a rock as Deborah hands you a twenty. “Go give that to the dancer for us.”
Knowing you have no choice you walk sheepishly to the stage. The dancer leans forward so you can slip the money in his pouch. You shiver a bit as he notices the bulge in your pants and blows you a kiss. The three ladies laugh loudly as you race back to the table with all the decorum you can muster. Once everyone finishes their food, they hail another cab back to the office. turns to you. “Did you watch the dancer?”
“Look, you know this isn’t my thing…” you start.
snaps at you. “You are my toy for the week. I am having a party tonight and you will dance at it for me and my guests. That is why we brought you here…to learn. Deborah has given you the afternoon off, so I suggest you rest and prepare. Be at this address at 6:30pm exactly.” hands you a card with an address on it. “If you don’t, not only will you lose the bet, you will be publicly disgraced and you will lose the Stanley account.” One look at the expressions on the three ladies’ faces lets you know they are not bluffing. With that they take a cab back to the office and leave you at the club to find your own way home. |