James & Sarah in The Shower

James stood outside the club, as Sarah had requested, and he smiled at the thought of what had just happened. Although technically it hadn’t been his birthday for over an hour he decided this certainly was the best way to end a birthday celebration ever. He’d said his goodbyes to friends inside and explained (with as little detail as possible, he was a gentleman after all) his reasons for leaving. They were jealous, but more than happy for him to celebrate his birthday in true style.

He’d been outside for about ten minutes when he began to worry. He’d noticed the bouncer looking at him, and was starting to think that Sarah had sent him outside in order to have time to collect the bouncer’s so they could kick the crap out of him. Maybe she hadn’t wanted him like she’d said. Maybe it was all part of the act, part of the dance. He was about ready to make a run for it when she emerged from the door and smiled at him. She said goodnight to the bouncer and walked over to where James was waiting.

Her dreadlocks were tied up, making her look a little like a pineapple… But a damn fine pineapple. She was obviously well aware of her beauty; she had removed all her make-up and not re-applied it. James thought she looked all the better for it in fact, naturally beautiful, and she didn’t walk like a girl full of herself. She was stunning, and down to earth with it, a lethal combination. She was wearing a long black coat, that went past her knees and he could see that underneath she was wearing a pair of jeans and some skate trainers, no high heels. She was short and sweet looking and he knew there and then that he was falling for her. In his head he repeated I must not fall in love with a lap dancer over and over, but was well aware it could already be too late.

She was almost a foot shorter than him and when she reached him, she stood on tip-toes to plant a soft kiss on his lips. She smiled, took his hand and they began walking.

“I’ve never done this before,” She said, “Took a client home I mean… Hell, I’ve never done anything but dance for them before. I’ve had offers from guys but never took them up on it. Something about you was different though. I felt like you were actually looking at me, not some fantasy I could never live up to.”

“Don’t sell yourself short,” He replied, “Any man not satisfied by you as you are, is just plain stupid. You out do any fantasy I could come up with.”

She laughed, and they continued to talk as they walked to her apartment in the dark of night. He learned she was twenty, and a student. She was dancing because it was the quickest way to make big money and she could only work weekends. She was studying to become a nurse. James told her about himself also, he was working part-time in a bar to pay his way through university. He was studying to become a teacher, and was in his final year.

They arrived at her apartment block and she opened the door and he followed her to the lift. While they coasted up to the tenth floor they made out in the elevator and his cock began to harden. Her kisses were just the right amount of soft and hard to really turn him on. It was like she wanted him there and then, but knew that she couldn’t so was restraining herself.