Chapter 1
Working the stage like I do every night, I love my job. I always wanted to be a dancer. I feel the music and most of the time, I don't pay attention to the people in the audience. This is my chance to do what I love. I float around the pole, dipping and swaying to the music and I can feel all eyes on me. Including his. He's here every night like clockwork. I know who he is. Everyone does. I know he's married but he's here every night and every night after my set, he requests a private dance...with me.
Walking off the stage, his right hand, Nestor, is there to meet me. "Mr Galindo is waiting for you in your normal room." he tells me. "Thank you Nestor. I'll be there in just a minute." I tell him and like every night, he waits outside my dressing room to escort me to our private room. Our room, as he dubbed it. This is the room we meet in every night...just us.
I change into a red panty and bra set knowing that is his favorite color. I put on the black robe and walk out of the dressing room. Nestor puts his hand on the small of my back and leads me to the room. Walking in the door I hear his voice. "Hola mi querida." he says. "Hola mi dulce." I purr back. I walk over to him and the music is already playing. I turn with my back to him and untie my robe, dropping it to the floor. "I always love seeing you in red." he rasps softly. I place my hands on his thighs and start to sway my hips in front of him as I lower myself onto his lap, softly grinding against his hard member. The customers aren't allowed to touch but you don't say no to Miguel Galindo. His hands make their way to my hips but he doesn't control my pace. He lets me do what I do. I stand up and turn around and move to straddle him. His hands on my hips, I start to grind and hear him growl softly at the sensation. I put my hands on his shoulders and move next to his ear and ask "What do you want mi amor?" He reaches up and unclasps my bra before taking it off of me and tossing it to the floor. He puts one hand on the back of my neck and the other hand on my back to pull me close and his lips softly touch mine before he deepens the kiss. I grind on his hard member and feel him reach down and rip my panties off of me. I move my hands down and start to unfasten his pants. Pulling them down with his boxer briefs, I slower myself onto his hard member and we both moan at the sensation. I start to move up and down on his hard cock as he attaches his lips to my neck and chest, marking me as his. "Miguel, don't stop. Please baby." I moan softly. "Cum for me mi amor. Let me feel you." he rasps and it causes me to fall over the edge with him following right behind me.
After catching our breaths, I move off his lap and start gathering my clothes while he redresses himself. "When are you going to let me take care of you?" he asks. "Miguel, you know I take care of things myself. I appreciate the offer mi amor but I don't think you're wife would like the idea of you taking care of the woman you're already fucking behind her back." I tell him. "I want you." he tells me. I turn to look at him and say "I love dancing." I tell him. "Then I'll help you open up your own studio." he tells me. I look at him and he walks over and kisses me softly. "I love you. You're the one I want to be with." he tells me. "What about your wife? Your son?" I ask. "I will always be in my son's life but I can file for divorce." he tells me. "And what? Move me in?" I ask laughing. "Yes. You can have your own studio and you can help me run my empire." he tells me completely serious. "Miguel…" I start. He cups my face and kisses me softly and says "Please think about it?" he asks. I just nod. Kissing me one more time, we exit the room and he her Nestor walk me back to the dressing room for me to get dressed. Walking out, Nestor leads me to a car. "Hector will take you home. From here out, he will be your driver." he tells me. "Tell Miguel thank you." I tell him and he nods before closing the door and Hector drives me home.