Emma
Ihave to work tonight but that doesn’t stop me from getting into a tub full of bubbles to relax and daydream. Things are going so well for me. I’ve never gotten so many tips before. Night after night, I give my all and I am rewarded for it.
Maybe I will have to quit soon and that’s all right. I can understand how Luke and Isaac might feel about me stripping. I really am falling in love if I am thinking about quitting a job that I am successful at.
Both Isaac and Luke are amazing. I could never choose between them. I want them both. We have an amazing threesome. Talk about fulfilling; these two have become my world.
At first, they were so awkward with each other. Yet I knew that they had a deep friendship that could lead to something even deeper. I was right, they are perfect together.
Each time we are together, they grow more and more accepting of each other. And they seem to like being together in front of me. I can really tell they are enjoying themselves.
I don’t know how we do it but the three of us manage to give all our attention to each other equally. Isaac and Luke don’t just pay attention to me.
Ever since I learned about threesomes, I wanted to be part of one. I had pretty intense and detailed daydreams about being with two men. It’s been such a desire of mine over the years. I can’t believe that I finally have the hot relationship of my dreams!
My fantasies were always very hot and steamy. Now my fantasies are coming true and hotter than I ever imagined. I can’t believe my fantasies have become real. It’s amazing to be with two very hot men.
I spent a happy hour in my bubble bath thinking of everything that has come true in my life. Luke and Isaac have made my dreams come true. I can’t wait to be with them again.
I get out of the tub and prepare to go to work. I gather my things, get dressed and I’m out the door. I’m so happy that I’m in a wonderful relationship and have such a great job.
Sure, nobody likes that I strip but to me it is more about the dance and the entertainment. Lord knows I have a captive audience. It’s always fun to hear the applause and to get those big tips.
When I get to work, the dressing room is abuzz with gossip and comradery. I say hello to all my pals, and I sit down at my dressing table and start the process of turning myself from Emma and into Ember.
There is a big difference between my real self and my stripping persona. My real self doesn’t wear a lot of make-up and most of the time I just have my hair in a no-nonsense ponytail. But when I am Ember, I tease my hair and make it look wild; plus, I pile on the makeup so that it shows up when I’m on stage.
Arriving in a huff, Ginger takes a seat at the dressing table behind mine. I swivel my chair to face her. She’s been pretty stand-offish, and I hate for there to be bad blood between us.
“Hi Ginger, how did your firefighter test go?”
Ginger swivels her chair to face me. She’s got a weird look on her face. In fact, her expression gives me a chill.
“I aced the test, but they still gave the job to someone else.”
Ginger is now looking at me with those fierce brown eyes of hers. I can tell she is about to blow. I can feel the heat of her anger radiating towards me.
“All you had to do was give me an “in” with your father. How easy that would have been for you. I asked you for this one thing and you couldn’t deliver.”
Ginger’s fierce brown eyes start filling with tears, but she still manages to look very angry. How does she do that?
“Not everyone likes working that damn pole like you do.”
I feel really bad for Ginger. I want to explain again about my father, but something tells me, I ought to keep my mouth shut.
“If you had just helped me, I could have quit the damn pole and start living my dream.”
“Oh Ginger, I am so sorry.”
Ginger laughs a crazy laugh. This sends shivers down my spine.
“My dad always said that dreams can come true with a little help from your friends. What a friend you are. With your help, my dreams could have come true. Now I’ve got to tell my family I’m not going to be a firefighter.”
“You can always try again Ginger. They always have open positions. Just wait a little bit.”
“Whatever Emma. I had my shot, and it didn’t happen for me. All I want to say is thanks Emma for crushing my dreams.”
Ginger swivels her chair so that she is facing her mirror. She is still glaring at me.
“Ginger, just because my father is the fire chief, doesn’t mean that I have any pull over at the firehouse. I can’t think of any way that I could have helped you. I really wish I could have helped; I really do. I’m so very sorry.”
Ginger swivels her chair to face me. She is seething with anger.
“I don’t need your pity. Just fuck off.”
Ginger gets up out of her chair and walks out of the dressing room. I turn to face my mirror and try to shake the bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Fucking off is not a bad idea. In fact, this makes me think of the last time I was together with Luke and Isaac. Fucking off is a great idea but I don’t think that’s the way Ginger really meant it.