“Alright,” Logan winked at her, taking a sip of his drink as she walked away to go over to speak with the DJ. After a few minutes, she was on her way back and told him she’d worked it out so he could have his dance now. “Great. I’ll see you back there, gorgeous,” He grinned, standing up as her hand brush along his thigh, watching her walk away to go into the back. Picking up his drink, he carried it with him, after leaving a twenty on the bar and head back to the private room he typically got for his private dances with Simone. Inside, he sat down on the couch and leaned back, sipping his drink as he waited for her to join him.
Simone never really nervous before she danced. After awhile, it was no big deal to strip down to nearly nothing and twirl around a pole. When she danced for Logan though, Simone was nervous. He watched her so intently when she moved. It was almost enough to make her blush. Simone slipped out of her robe and put on the red lace number she had for tonight. A snug bra, lace boyshorts that rode up high enough to expose her round cheeks, knee high stockings and black heels. She fussed with her long locks before heading towards Logan’s private room. Simone took a few deep breaths and opened the door, greeting Logan with a sultry grin. She confidently walked over to the blonde and straddled his lap, tossing her dark hair to the side. “Do you like it?”
