A/N: Don't hurt me. I think I am going to be giving up on Dance With Me and Matchmaker. Dance With Me just got a little stuck... I am still considering whether or not to continue Matchmaker, but please leave me feedback about what you think I should do. I know this idea isn't very creative, but I have a feeling this story could evolve into something great.
-XOXO
"C'mon man!" Puck insists, "It's my pre-bachlor party! You can't miss out!"
Finn gives him a demeaning look."Why can't I just come to your real bachelor party?"
"Dude!" Puck punches Finn's shoulder with emphasis. "I need my best friend by my side to help me scope out the right place for the real thing. This is my bachelor–"
"Hold on," Finn interjects angrily, "Didn't you just say a few minutes ago that Mike, Sam, and Artie are going with you? If they are going, then why do I need to go?"
"It's not like you have any girls waiting for you in your bed, dude. I just want things to feel better between us. I know our friendship has been rough since I knocked Quinn up in high school… And now I'm marrying her…"
"I don't have any more feelings for Quinn, ok? Our friendship may still be awkward," Finn scratches his head sheepishly as he says this. "But if you really want me to come along I guess I can make time for it between my busy schedule tonight."
Puck guffaws, "Busy schedule? You mean jerking off to any half naked girls you can find on your flat screen?" I'll give you something to jerk off to tonight. Scratch that. I'll give you someone to jerk off with."
Finn knew that Puck wasn't the best influence in his life, but hey, without sex where would anybody be? Nowhere. Why? Because sex makes babies.
Finn had tried his best not to overdress, but at the same time not look like white trash. As he stands in front of his bathroom mirror, he tousles up his hair a bit and spritzes some cologne onto his neck and the part of his chest that is exposed. Hearing the doorbell ring, he opens it and finds Puck standing outside. Finn could see Mike, Sam, and Artie already loaded up into the car. Puck scratches his neck and scansFinn over. "I suppose this get up might be able to get you a chick tonight."
After they drove for what felt like an hour, they stopped in front of a club called Lotuses in the Light. Finn was not sure what kind of club this was, but had a feeling he knew. Puck drags Finn tothe door, where they are all forced to show their I.D.'s. After entering, Finn's eyes were hooked to the stage in front of him. A pole stood in the center of the stage, the stage extended into a sort of walkway/aisle that allowed the performer to get closer and more interactive with the audience.
Finn looks at Puck with incredulous eyes. "You brought me to a strip club?"
Puck chuckled to himself. "Isn't this great. I knew you would enjoy it."
"I need to get out of here." Finn mutters to himself. He stands up, but Puck puts his arm in front of Finn to prevent his escape.
"You're not going anywhere. We just got here. Let loose a little."
Finn mumbles to himself grumpily, but finally settles down into his chair.
"Tonight," a voice announces over the speakers spread throughout the room, "Lotuses in the Light is proud to present our very own Rachel. We know that she has won very many fans from her first performance, so we decided to put her on for a second one tonight. Rachel will also be offering private dances tonight for a small fee, so keep that in mind. Without further ado, here is Rachel!"
All of the men in the room turned their attention to the dimly lit stage. A petite form came out from behind the curtains, wearing less than should be considered as clothes.
"Holy shit," Finn whimpers to himself, his blood rushing south faster than it should have, and Puck smirks at him.
Rachel begins to glide slowly across the stage. Her creamy tan legs were exposed from her lack of clothing, as she was just wearing a lace bra and a matching pair of panties. Her eyes shift over the crowd, as though looking over her prey. Finn's eyes lock with hers briefly, and Rachel's eyes darken.
She takes her gaze away from Finn's mesmerizing eyes, and continues her dance. Her hands caress her own body, moving up and down over the curves. Rachel feels the gaze of the audience watching her. All eyes are trained on her flawless body as she approaches the pole. She teasingly wraps her legs around the pole, pressing her pussy against the cool metal. Her mouth releases a soft whine of pleasure, and Finn resists the urge to palm himself. Finn isn't sure how Puck, Mike, Sam, and Arite are holding up, but he is too focused on Rachel to care.
Rachel rubs her panty-covered sex on the pole, listening to the reactions of the men in the room. The feedback helps her to decide what to do next. She stops humping the pole,and rubs her bra-clad breasts instead, feeling her nipples perk up against the material. The libido in the room could be measured at the moment. Rachel continues to rub her breasts, but moves her hand under her bra to pleasure herself and the men further. Looking into the audience, she sees some men, probably married, discreetly trying to stick their hand in their pants.
Someone yells drunkenly, "Take it off, baby! Take it all off!"
Rachel decides to comply before a lot of people start to complain. Reaching behind her, she unclasps her bra, letting it fall to the ground. However, she quickly covers her boobs with her hands before anybody could see them. The audience groans frustratedly. Finn groans the loudest of all. He feels the pressure in his pants, pressing persistently against the front of his jeans.
Rachel sends a shy glance his way, she struts carefully down the stage walkway, stopping in front of Finn's flustered face and releases her hands from her breasts, allowing them to jiggle directly in front of his eyes. The crowd cheers enthusiastically, and Finn resists the urge to take one of the perky nipples into his mouth. He feels like he is about to blow any minute, but he has to make it through the whole dance.
She knows what she is doing to him. And she loves it. The lust that fills his eyes makes everything that's wrong in other life feel all right again. To keep the audience happy, she shimmies her chest a bit for good measure. Rachel teasingly begins to pull on the sides of her panties; the room goes quiet as though that is encouragement to Rachel.
It has been a long day for Rachel. She only works the night shift here, but during the day, she actually has other things to do that don't involve stripping and lap dances, but something worse. At least here, men enjoyed seeing her naked body, which, even though Rachel was ashamed to admit, boosted her self-confidence.
Rachel continued to tease the men a little while longer, but finally she stood on the stage completely nude. Flirtatiously, she sent a few air kisses and lustful gazes, and sashayed off the stage into the dressing rooms. Outside of her room, she could hear the cheers and also jeers of the audience. She hastily reapplied her makeup and mentally and physically prepared herself for the lap dances she would have to give tonight. Most of the men who requested her were slobs or cheaters, but what choice did she have? Most of all, she wondered if the handsome man in the audience would be requesting a lap dance.
Crossing and uncrossing her legs, Rachel sat in the private room where the lap dances were given. The chair was roomy and large, and she was waiting for her first customer.
"Don't be a pussy!" Puck exclaims. "That girl was smokin', and I know you enjoyed her dance, so I signed you up for a lap dance while you were in the bathroom after her dance. Do 't worry about the cost, man. It's on me."
"What the hell?" Finn questions angrily. "I didn't come here for a fucking lap dance."
"Who knows, she might go home with you tonight," Puck says with a wink.
Finn's body shudders in pleasure at the thought of Rachel writhing under him in his bed.
"Fine," Finn growls, "I'll do it for the girl, not for you."
Puck smirks and pushes him towards the private room in the back, which was where the employee had told him the lap dances were held.
Finn walks up to the door, hearing his heartbeat in his ears. Hesitantly, he knocks, hoping that he wouldn't make a complete fool of himself.
"Fuck," Finn murmurs when he saw what was waiting for him behind the door. In front of him was Rachel. But this time, she was wearing much more revealing and sexier lingerie.
Rachel giggles quietly at Finn's reaction to her lingerie, and tries her best to hide her happiness and surprise at the sight of seeing him.
He sits down in the chair, gulping heavily as his eyes roam Rachel's body excitedly.
"Here's the rules," Rachel speaks, and her voice was like music to Finn's ears, "I can't touch you and you can't touch me. The dance will be a total of five minutes long." Rachel brings her mouth closer to his ear, and breathing heavily, says, "Get ready to have your mind blown."
Finn shivers at Rachel's words, already summoning the mailman and any other depressing thoughts he could. The next five minutes felt like he had died and gone to heaven. Although Rachel had said no touching, she had basically grinned her lower half against his the whole time, while teasingly rubbing her boobs right in front of his face. Finally, when the dance was over, she was looking at Finn with a look of longing.
He couldn't hold in the words. "Wanna come home with me?"
Rachel smirks. "I was hoping you would ask me that."
Finn smiles at her response to his lame outburst.
"I will just get one of my coworkers to finishe tonight's lap dances. I haven't had a night off in awhile."
Finn could hardly believe what was happening. He was going to have sex with a hot stripper.
A/N: What do you guys think? First story that I have written in present tense in fanfic form, and for some reason I have problems with it sometimes.. Let me know how you feel about this story in the comments! Please follow and favorite. It would mean so much to me 3