A/N: co-written by Precious Angel 204. Here it is people chapter 2 only 3 more chapters to go!

"Now, you turn your ass a little toward the guy's pants, if you see his cock twitch, it means they are getting turned on. Got it?" Leah was teaching me to dance and she turned to me.

I gaped at her with my mouth open. I can't believe she just said "ass" and "cock" like they were every day words that you used regularly.

"What? Do you want me to repeat it?" she asked. She really looked at me like I didn't understand what she said. I shook my head no. "Okay let me show you how to dance around a pole."

I gasped, "W- wh- what? A p-p-pole?"

"Listen up first." She walked to a counter not too far away and grabbed something from behind it. "Okay, here are two keys. This one," Leah raises a silver key with a white tag, "is for table twenty. And this one," she raises another silver key, but this one has a red tag, "is for table fifteen."

I look at Alice and Rose in confusion. They weren't even paying attention to me. Their necks were craned trying to figure out which tables were fifteen and twenty.

Leah carried on as if nothing was happening around her. "Table twenty is for a new guy. His brother arranged it. Once you take him to the room, call one of the other girls. It's his first night. Table fifteen key is for the room by the laundry. Don't say a word to him. Old Tyler is one of our perverted customers. Rose told me you're specifically here only for dancing, so the only thing you have to do is give the guy the key after your dance and show him where the room is. Then, when they're inside, call our top waitress Tanya. She will take care of them after that."

I moved my head to the side, "What will Tanya do?"

Leah looked at me like I had grown three heads. "Use them of course!" she laughed. "Come on chicka! Think about it. What do you think men need to get a room for in this place?"

My eyes bulged as I realized what it was she was talking about. Rose and Alice silently giggled beside me. I could have choked the both of them. But then I remembered that Leah said I was "only for dancing."

Leah's voice interrupted my thoughts again. "Just show them the room and come back okay?"

I nodded shuddering at her words.

Edward POV

I clenched my fists on the table. I cursed Emmett and Jasper for forcing me to come to a strip club. They had dragged me inside claiming they just needed to use the bathroom. Instead of coming out they made me order drinks and then they decided to whistle at the practically naked dancing girls. I just kept my eyes on the table.

"Hey man, look at the blushing girl. She looks embarrassed. It's kinda cute!" Emmett laughed.

"Must be new!" Jasper joined in Emmett's laughter.

I looked up to see a flushed girl on stage. She had long brown hair that cascaded down her back and framed her face nicely. She had just removed the short black skirt she had on. I felt my dick twitch in my pants, when I saw her maneuver her long legs around the pole. She continued dancing. She put her back and ass against the pole, facing the side opposite where we were sitting, and bent over. My eyes widened. We all had a clear, and pleasurable, view of her firm butt. I caught my breath when she looked right at me from her bent over position, between her legs. I could see her chocolate colored eyes. Her face was caked with makeup. More than my liking anyway, but her brown eyes were captivating.

She danced some more, bumping and grinding on the pole, never taking her eyes off me. She did a split and I just about jizzed in my pants. Holy crap! She was flexible. I vaguely remember Emmett and Jasper saying that flexible girls were great to have sex with. At the moment though, I couldn't remember why.

The blushing dancer swayed her hips in time with the music, turning around and making sure I checked out her ass again and again. She would booty pop, shimmy her breasts and swing her hair this way and that. Before I knew it she was on her hands and knees, doing some really sexy bouncing.

Oh God! I think that I jizzed myself.

"I think that she likes you." Jasper smiled and turned in my direction, slapping me on the back.

Blushing dancer was rubbing her body and her breasts as she sat in on the stage facing me. She was doing that bouncing thing again. My pants were suddenly very tight around the crotch. She leaned forward and crawled on her hands and knees toward me.

I gulped.

I could see down the front of her blue costume. The valley of cleavage was the only thing that I was looking at. I stared at her lips; plump and kissable. Her eyes were staring at me so intently, I thought that she would be able to tell that I jizzed in my pants by looking at me.

Her skin looked so smooth and silky up close. She had traces of sweat spread out across her brow. Her hair looked so soft and I suddenly wondered how it would feel to run my hands through it. I just wanted to reach out and touch her. Again, I looked at her lips. She was right in front of me. Her deep brown eyes level with mine.

I thought I heard Jasper and Emmett talking in the background. I was too mesmerized by Blushing Dancer that I couldn't have told you what they were saying if my life depended on it.

She moved so that she was sitting up on her heels. Her breasts were now level with my eyes. I could see the valley between her boobs. I found myself wanting to stick my tongue there, and licking up her chest and neck to her mouth. I wanted to run my thumb across her nipples as I kissed her over-glossed lips. Suddenly I really wanted to see what was underneath the blue fabric.

She came right up to our table next to the stage and swung her legs so that they were on the left side of the table, right by where I was sitting. They were much longer up close. Much, much longer. I think that I leaked in my pants again.

I shook my head and scolded myself. You're better than this Edward, I told myself. You want your first time to be special.

She sat and leaned forward slightly and supported herself with her hands on either side of her. Then she jumped down and started walking.

She went to a table that was a few away from us first, talked to the old man that was sitting there for a second and then gave him a key. She pointed him towards a door that was at the other end of the club. Then she turned around and started walking towards me.

My breathing increased when I realized that the music stopped, and she wasn't dancing anymore. When had that happened? She's walking towards me. Oh shit!

I had the funniest feeling that someone was calling me.

Emmett roughly threw his arm around my shoulders, shaking me out of my thoughts. I blinked and looked up at him standing on my right. He had a shit-eating grin on his face. I looked at Jasper. He gave me the thumbs up.

I moved my eyes to Blushing Dancer walking closer and closer to us. I didn't register the silence at the table until I heard a girl's shaky voice.

"Umm…this is the key you wanted." She placed a silver key with a white tag on top of the table.

"Oh," Emmett smiled, "it's for him." He pointed toward me with the beer that he held in his hand. I furrowed my brow and frowned at him. He was smirking back at me, and nodding at Blushing Dancer. You could tell that Emmett was utterly pleased with himself.

"Oh, umm okay." She averted her eyes and looked at her twirling fingers. Was it just me, or did Blushing Dancer look uneasy?

"Please come with me." She turned away before I could stop her. I admired her body. She definitely was sexy, but I could not have sex with some random girl that I don't know. I gave Emmett and Jasper a deadly glare. They both just laughed.

"Enjoy yourself, Eddie-boy!" laughed Emmett.

"Yeah," Jasper was wiping his eyes he was laughing so much. "It'll be great!"

I followed Blushing Dancer as she walked around various tables, through the club, around to the other side of the stage.

"Where are we going?" I asked her as I looked around, avoiding eye contact with everyone who decided to look my way. I did notice that there were many guys that were checking her out though. I didn't blame them though. I was doing the same thing.

"To a room," she said matter-of-factly.

I breathed out shakily. My heart was racing. I was going to a room…alone…with a girl I just met. No, not even met! I only saw her. I don't even know her name! The way she danced made me come right there at the table.

While she walked ahead of me further, I took my chance to look at her body again. Her ass was firm and small. I wonder how it would feel if I squeezed it. I shook my head clear. I really should stop that.

Her face kept changing to different shades of red. I bit back my smile. Maybe this was her first time too. She looked younger than the other girls. That thought made me relax a little.

My mind went blank. I actually hoped it wasn't her first time. I didn't know what to do myself. I was scared out of my mind. One of us had to know what we were doing!

Fuck! I cursed Emmett under my breath. He was the one who put me here. What's the big deal anyway? Why is it a problem if I stayed a virgin? Damn it! I bet both he and Jasper are making fun of me right now.

"Um, this is the room..." I focused when I heard Blushing Dancer's shy voice. I stared at her and finally drank in her appearance. This was the first time I really listened to her voice and could look at her clearly. Her voice was shaky and worried. Her eyes never left hands. She looked completely engrossed with her nails, as if they held the world's problems. She moved more slowly when I moved closer to the bed. The room was filled with lit candles, strategically placed about the room, illuminating it with a warm glow. There were vases of red and pink roses on the main table and the bedside tables, as well as rose petals scattered about the bed and the floor. This picture confused me.

Shouldn't the room should look run down and smell of smoke and sex? I asked myself.

This room was more elegant and intimate looking. I shook my head. This must be Emmett's creation. But why would he think of all this?

My questions were left floating in my head when I heard Blushing Dancer take in a sharp breath. I turned toward her. She was crimson colored and looking down at the ground.

I frowned. This was not a good sign.

I asked the question I was dreading hearing the answer to.

"Are you...is this...your …first time?" I whispered.

She didn't answer. She didn't need to. I got the answer when her already red cheeks turned five shades deeper. That was proof enough.

I shook my head in refusal. "I am sorry." She continued to look at the floor. She looked so gorgeous, uncomfortable and vulnerable all at the same time. I had the urge to hug her and never let her go.

"Look I will give you as much money as I have, but I… can't… do this with you..." I stopped speaking. I sounded like an idiot. This was more embarrassing then telling Emmett.

Why am I here again? I sighed.

There was an awkward silence. She looked up at me, and I looked at her. As soon as our eyes met, we both looked at the floor. This is going swimmingly. I am such an idiot.

"I don't know what I am doing… and…" I really had no idea what I was saying.

"…I just don't want to do something…" I was at a loss for words.

I thought for a minute what would be a good way to try and end this thing. Dumb? Hurtful? Regretful?

"….stupid." I finished lamely. I hung my head. That was down-right the stupidest thing that I have possibly ever said.

I was going to say hurt her but it just didn't seem right, considering I didn't even know Blushing Dancer's name.

Blushing Dancer first looked hurt when I started talking but toward the end she gave me a sly smile.

"What if I told you, I know what I am doing?" she asked. I was suddenly confused and I'm sure that my face showed it.

Her deep brown eyes quickly changed from unease to an intense determination. Her confidence piqued and it showed. She walked toward me slowly, seductively. She had a hip sway that mimicked a model down the runway, but with an edge that was sultry. Her hips swayed left to right in slow motion…or maybe that was just how it felt to me. Because next thing I knew, I had to hold back the moan that wanted to escape my lips.

What is wrong with me? I thought to myself. This girl is a virgin.

Don't girls usually worry about pregnancy and stuff like that when they have sex? I know that Emmett always said girls worry about stuff like that. Carlisle gave me a box of condoms for Christ's sake!

But then all I could think about was Blushing Dancer Girl. She stepped into me and I could suddenly smell her. She smelled good; of strawberries and freesias. I wondered briefly if that was a lotion that she wore or if it was shampoo or perfume. Then I felt her hands on me. She rubbed my chest. Her fingers were moving slowly up and down on my shirt.

Shit!

She gingerly placed my hands on either side of her slim waist and stepped closer towards me. I could feel the skin just underneath the blue corset she wore. My hand grazed over the matching lace thong that she wore, when I felt-

What was it? Plastic? I briefly glanced down to my right hand. Underneath my middle finger was a clasp. Oh God! Easy access underwear…

Double shit!

Bella's POV

I had no idea how the hell I got here, but I knew that I didn't want to leave.

About thirty minutes after my brief review with Rose's friend, Leah, I found myself backstage with all the other strippers and some guy named Jacob telling me that I would be on in 10 minutes. I was ready to kill Rose and Alice. How the hell was I going to pull this off?

I was thrust out from backstage to the song Buttons by the Pussycat Dolls. I turned in my boots ready to run back to the safety of the backstage walls, when Alice and Rose glared at me to continue.

"You can do this Bella," Alice shouted above the music.

"Just be confident," Rose stated simply.

I took a deep breath and turned back to the audience of perverted men.

Everything else after that deep intake of oxygen seemed to fuel all the events leading to where I am now. I barely remember strutting my stuff onstage in time to the music. I barely remember practically having sex with the pole on stage. I barely remember gyrating against the floor and the looking at the really cute guy at table twenty. But here I was ready to seduce him, because virgin or not, he was HOT!

Bronze Haired Boy isn't going to know what hit him. I have no idea what it is that came over me, but I suddenly felt powerful.

I continued dancing through the next song, Toxic by Britney Spears, and worked my way closer to Bronze Haired Boy. I noticed that he had two equally good looking guys with him. They looked a little bit older than him, but not by much. I wondered if I knew either of them.

I finished the song and jumped off the staged and sauntered my way over to Old Tyler at Table 15 first. I showed him the key and pointed him towards the door that he, I'm sure, already knew the way to. I made some nasty remark about wanting to meet me there, but I ignored him and walked away quickly.

Eeeeeeeeeeeewwwww! He was just gross!

I walked toward the Bronze Haired Boy's table. At that time I was nervous, because I actually had to interact with him. We made our way to the room, and when I walked in, I saw how nicely made up the room was.

He was nervous as hell! I almost laughed out loud, but I realized that probably would have made him more nervous. Listening to him stutter and try to work his way out of the situation was both funny and adorable.

I suddenly became aware of how hot he really was and how badly I wanted to kiss him. Just that thought gave me the confidence to not call Tanya to have her way with him. I wanted to be the one to have my way with him. So I made the first move…I made him touch my easy access underwear. I was pleased with myself when I saw him glance down at his hand to see what he was touching. His eyes held a little bit of terror in them. This was going to be fun!

I moved my fingers up and down slowly on his shirt. He closed his eyes and his breath hitched.

"What if I told you I knew exactly what to do? That I know how to make you feel like you've never felt before…" I whispered softly in his ear. I saw his cock twitch inside his pants. There was an obvious bulge that wasn't there earlier. What I wouldn't give to take that baby out. I smiled at him.

"I have been wondering about this shirt of yours." He shook his head and looked at my hands pulling on his shirt. "It looks too tight on you. I wonder…are you having difficulty breathing?" I put my hands on the center of his chest.

His breathing deepened and he looked down at me. I hope that I didn't stink because of the performance I had on stage earlier. I was sweating…God that would be embarrassing!

I kept my hands on his chest. I could feel his heart beating quickly. I paused. He wasn't answering me.

Preview for the next chapter-

I took a step back from him and brought my arms to the front of his shirt again. "That's not good." I looked up at him from beneath my eyelashes. "How about I relieve your pain and help you take off your shirt? It'll make you feel a lot better."

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