“Hurry up, Vida.” Juliet came into the dressing room, already dressed. Applying her make-up, she gave Vida a cold glare. “I’m not working those horny bastards myself. I already told Jazz when she called you that you better pull your weight.”
Crap. Vida disliked Juliet out of all the staff King had. She used her body and wiles doing anything and everything to score the big tips.
Taking the costume from the locker, Vida went into the restroom to get dressed, not wanting to get changed under Juliet’s scrutiny. Looking in the mirror when she was dressed in the costume, Vida almost changed her mind. Stiffening her shoulders and remembering the two children depending on their mother had Vida stepping back into the dressing room to brush her hair and apply her make-up.
“Hurry up.” Juliet held the door open and Vida followed her up the steps to the VIP room where the party of men were waiting.
When Juliet opened the door, the group of eight men sitting at a table on two couches at the back of the room started calling for them.
Vida and Juliet both grabbed a tray of drinks and walked to the table. Each man grabbed a cup of the foaming champagne, toasting the newly divorced man. He didn’t look heartbroken to Vida as he stared at her breasts and rubbed her ass when she came near to hand him his drink.
Vida moved out of reach, but didn’t say anything, following Juliet’s lead. In the VIP room, the men were allowed to touch more, but they weren’t allowed to touch a woman’s mound or pull his penis out. Other than those rules, the men paid a higher cover charge to be given greater leeway with the women.
Juliet sat down on the couch next to several men at the end of the table. She reluctantly sat down next to the newly divorced man and his friends. For the next hour, Vida sat listening as he complained about his ex-wife while she refilled their drinks.
It was after their third round of drinks that Vida noticed that Colton had come into the room and was talking with the bartender. Ignoring him, she picked up her tray and went back to the table.
“I’ll give you five hundred for a dick shot,” Vida overheard a man tell Juliet. The woman readily agreed, placing a cup of beer between the man legs.
Juliet squatted between his legs, going down with her mouth to the cup. Vida had to give the woman credit; she acted like she was giving him a blowjob using the cup instead of his cock. Grasping the cup between her lips, she took a sip, placing it back between his legs before going back for more. It was highly suggestive. The men got excited watching the woman perform.
“I’ll give you five hundred for a dick shot.” The divorced man, Vida had learned was named Copper, offered with a drunken smile.
“No thanks,” Vida refused. Juliet threw her a disgusted look. The men went back to drinking and Juliet gave a couple more dick shots to the customers.
Vida escaped to the restroom when Copper began tugging on the string to her top. Juliet followed her, slamming the door closed behind them.
“I told you that you needed to pull your own weight. The next time someone wants an extra, you better jump to it. If you’re such a good friend of Jazz’s, give her the fucking money. How much do you think she could use the money you’re throwing away? She’s going to be taking a big hit, losing tonight’s money. We usually score at least three grand.” Vida’s stricken expression didn’t stop her from turning on her heel and leaving Vida in stunned silence.
Vida used the restroom quickly before going back outside. The men were now playing high card. Vida had seen the game before; whoever at the table picked the highest card, the other men at the table would chip in for a lap dance, dick shot or a body shot. Winner called which one he wanted.
The men each took turns picking cards. The one who won the first round chose Juliet to take a body shot off her body.
They cleared their table and Juliet laid down on it with her hands above her head. The men had each put in a hundred. Vida could see the gleam in her eyes at earning the eight hundred dollars. Vida watched one of the men pour a drink on Juliet’s stomach. Going on his knees beside the table, he licked the drink from her wherever the liquid went on her body. Juliet cringed when he used his tongue to lick away the liquid from between her breasts.
Finally, he moved away with cheers from the onlookers. The cards were drawn two more times with the pot getting bigger each time. Conner finally won, his eyes immediately went to Vida.
“Body shot.” The pot was at twelve hundred. Vida saw the threat in Juliet’s eyes if she refused. Standing up, she laid down on the table, raising her hands above her head. Feeling the men’s eyes on her, she heard Colton’s voice at the back of the crowd.
“I’ll take a piece of that action.” Everyone turned to face Colton.
“You’re not part of this party. Get lost.” Laughing, they turned back to Vida.
“Let me take a turn drawing a card, and I’ll double the pot. If I lose,” Colton nodded to Connor, “he can keep the money or decide to take the shot. What have you got to lose?”
Vida could see Copper was undecided, the money and Vida both a temptation.
“You got a deal.” The cards where shuffled and Colton pulled a card. He looked at the card in Connor’s hand, reaching out he then pulled one from the center of the deck, turning it over he exposed a King beating the high card of Copper’s eight of spades.
“You fucking cheated,” one of the men yelled.
“How did I cheat when I didn’t touch the cards?” Colton said calmly. The men backed away from Vida, leaving a space for Colton to stand beside the table where she laid waiting.
Vida thought at first he would let her out of it, but she could see from his angry glare he was determined to teach her a lesson.
Cooper handed him the shot of liquor pouring it onto Vida’s taut stomach, the liquor slid across her flesh. Goosebumps rose and Vida shivered as Colton gazed down on her sprawled on the table. He sank to his knees beside the low table. Any second Vida expected him to call it off, it was only when his tongue began grazing her flesh did she realize he wasn’t going to stop.
His sensuous tongue rose feelings in Vida that she had never felt before, warmth pooled between her legs. Vida flushed in embarrassment as she tried to tear her gaze away from his, but Colton held her gaze with an iron will, daring her to turn away. His tongue lapped at the liquor at the band of her skirt that hung low on her hips, delving slightly beneath the band. Vida’s fingers grasped the edge of the table at her head.
She tried to wiggle her hips away from his enticing touch.
“Lie still,” Colton ordered. Vida stopped moving her stomach, clenching tighter.
He moved upward, tracing the path of the liquor, swallowing every drop as he moved between her breasts. Unable to help herself, Vida arched at the first touch of his tongue on the side of her breast.
“I told you to lie still.” His eyes held hers. His tongue made sure every drop of liquid was found before he moved his tongue to the other breast where droplets glistened. His tongue delved underneath the skimpy top. Vida felt the tip lick her hardened nipple in a brief touch.
Before she could jump away, Colton stood up, lifting Vida back to her feet with his hands on her waist. She almost lost her balance on her high heeled shoes, it didn’t help that her knees felt like jelly.
“Hell yeah, let’s do that again,” Conner yelled. The men sat back down as Conner pulled Vida down to sit on his lap.
“Have a seat,” one of the drunken party goers’ offered Colton.
The cards came back out. Colton won the next hand and with a pot of a grand he chose Juliet to give him a dick shot. Vida turned her eyes away as the woman knelt between Colton’s thighs and took a shot of beer from the cup held against his cock. Vida couldn’t bring herself to watch the erotic woman’s display as she became even bolder, grazing her teeth over Colton jean covered cock.
When she finished, the cards were drawn again. Vida became suspicious when he won for the third time in a row, but the drunken men had long sense lost what rationale they had.
Vida tensed, expecting him to take a body shot off Juliet, but he chose a lap dance from Vida instead. Colton’s challenging stare and Juliet’s jealous one had Vida rising from Copper’s lap.
Moving to Colton, she watched as he leaned back sprawled in his chair waiting for her. Vida began dancing self-consciously in front of him, feeling stiff. His mocking gaze had her trying to listen more closely to the music, forcing her body to relax. The thought of Jazz getting another grand made her feel slighter better as her hips began to sway and she straddled Colton’s thighs. Sitting down on his lap she moved her breasts seductively towards his chest before teasingly moving backwards. She did this several times before she finally allowed her breasts to press flat against his chest, rubbing them provocatively against him. Rising her hips and sinking back down, a bare inch separated her from his covered cock as she ground down on him, the music reaching its climax. Rising swiftly, she moved away, but Colton grabbed her hand, rising to his own feet.
Motioning to the bouncer Colton turned back to the party of men. As much money as they had wasted tonight, Vida was sure this wouldn’t be the last divorce party they attended.
“Party’s over,” Lou, another bouncer of King’s, brought everyone’s attention to him. “Your driver is downstairs waiting.” The grumbling started, but was quickly cut off by Lou as he moved the men towards the doorway.
“Go get changed. I’ll bring my bike to the front,” Colton said, leaving her in front of the dressing room.