Hit The Club

Justin didn’t have anything to do on this off night so when his friend John Doe asked if he wanted to go to a club he had no reason to say no. They made there way to over to Dekalb county to this place just off of Ponce De Leon in Decatur. The club is called Club Infamous and it is located in the middle of an industrial park.

   Outside all of the ATL wannabe players had shown up in their restored classic rides sitting high on lifts and big ass rims. Justin wasn’t sure if [First] had dragged him to some hoody club. Fortunately for him he had driven so if he didn’t like what he saw he could easily go back home.

   Inside things were about what he expected, a average strip club were the music was loud, the drinks flowed, and the women were thick as hell. A lot of the girls weren’t that cute but their asses and tits were mesmerizing.

  It was actually more fun to watch the patrons than watching the girls on stage. From the nervous husband out on the town trying to avoid his wife, to the loud mouth wanna be playa that is carrying on as if he owns the club and every girl in there is going to go home with him. There is the guy that is so mesmerized that he looks like a zombie he is staring so hard. Then there is the guy that sits all the way in the back just out of view of any lights, a true shadow figure if he’s ever seen one. He watched for a minute and then the thrill was done for him. After a while, ass is ass, and tits are tits, but reality hits when you’ve exhausted all of your singles. He was just about to get up and leave but then things got interesting. 

   “Give it up for the beautiful Dejah!” The DJ announced as the slow seductive music came on. A lone silhouette stood at the rear of the stage and slowly walked out into the light. She emerged wearing a tight black skirt that showed off her shapely legs and one of the most flawless asses they had seen, a light blue pin stripped, wide collar top that fit her so snugly that the buttons were straining to contain her lush 34DD’s. Her dark hair was pinned back into a bun and her beautiful face was covered by a pair of large thick framed black glasses that gave her a nerdy look. She wore a pair of killer black pumps with added a couple of inches to her already long 5’5” 140lb frame.

 “God damn!” A guy at the next table exclaimed as he viewed the girl dressed up like a naughty school teacher. 

  Normally a stripper wouldn’t garner this much attention. While most guys got off on the idea, he was stuck on the stereotypes that are always present. He couldn’t help but wonder how many of these girls use this job as a means for prostitution. How many of these girls are on ****, had an abusive childhood, or will eventually end up as old ass street walkers? This girl is different though. This girl had the looks that let you know that there is a God. Her body, her face, it is all too much for a red blooded male to handle. Yes he’s seen prettier girls but this girl is just bad. She is oh so different than the other girls he’s seen tonight in one special way. He knew this girls story. He knew this girl.

  Justin watched in awe and shock as Kendall Evans did her routine. She danced with flawless grace as she moved her hips and body in a slow seductive manner that had every eye in the place on her. She slowly undressed revealing more of her cocoa colored flesh but continuing to remain enticing and alluring. 

  For a second he wondered if this is an amateur night or something. Maybe this was some kind of dare or something. Why else would one of the baddest girls from school be up there? She graduated right? Got a degree and everything. She should be set right? Down here in Atlanta and living the good life.

  Justin immediately thought about the people he knew from school, the folks that would never believe that Kendall Evans would be up here on a stripper pole. Hell even he had to laugh considering the fact that back in college Kendall never gave him the time of day. She wanted to act like she was too good for him as if dating a guy in college is beneath her.

    He wanted to leave but he continued to watch and do his best spy job by recording all of this with his camera phone. He remembered how bad she put him down and this was just going to be the sweetest ****.  Seeing her statuesque body, her super large breasts, slender athletic midsection, and long shapely legs were just too much to turn away form. She is working the hell out of the pole as guys eagerly put their last dollars in her G-string. She was eager to take it too as she gave out lap dances and worked hard for every dime. She was enjoying this job that much was for sure. 

   Then all of a sudden another girl came out, a tall slender Asian chick dressed in a school girl uniform. Shorter than Kendall and much thinner she still had the curves and shapes the turn some heads. The two of them put on a show and surprised the hell out of Justin as they just started making out on stage. They were kissing each other, sucking each others breasts and feeling all over one another like they were in heat. This really turned the guys on and the money came flying in. Kendall seemed more interested in making out with her friend than she did with the money.

  He just continued to watch as she began to wrap up her show. She made her way in their direction when their locked eyes. A look of pure shock and fear ran over her face. The once joyous and seductive gaze became a distant memory as Kendall realized that she was busted.