Follow him

She follows the guy inside what looks like a luxurious living room in the back of the strip club. He sits on ostentatious red sofa in a carefree way leaving her standing in front of him. To her right was a private war bartended by a woman in a black tight dress that hardly covered anything worth covering . The woman looked on with interest.

“We’ll go on. Let’s see what you got”, said the man impatiently.

Here it is. This is her interview. She has got to impress him. She starts by slowly moving her body with the music and just vibing with it.

She slowly and as seductively as she can, removes her jacket letting it drop to the floor. She takes a moment to enjoy and music and let herself immerse in it. She then slowly traces her fingers along her butt and up to her waist. Slowly so as to make the man sit up straight, she lifts her tight t shirt over her head and throws it lightly to the side.

She unbuttons her skirt and while looking the man straight in his eyes let them drop. Her previous shy self now evaporated as if it never existed. She grew more confident by the second. The man seeing this smiled knowingly.

Emilia was standing in her underwear while slowly moving to the music. By the look on the man’s face it was clear she had to continue.

Emilia not being the one to step back from a challenge, smiled seductively and slowly moves her hands back and unhooked her bra. Wasting no time she went down to her panties. Driving her panties past her juicy thighs she let it drop. Stepping out of it seductively. Now completely naked she stood in front of the man, undaunted and confident.

The took his sweet time taking in the view in front of him. “Well … colour me impressed. “, said the man unhurriedly.

“But you see, this being a top of the line institute, we expect our employees to go above and beyond our expectations to make their clientele happy. If you know what I mean.”

Emilia was flustered. Did she really have to do that.