Just a drive to begin with...

I led Megan to my car, and once she sat down in the passenger seat, I ask "So how much did you make?"

As I started the engine, Megan counted her earnings. "About three hundred."

Part of me thought that she would've made more, but then again, I have no clue what notes were thrown at her. They could've just thrown small notes at her, plus, I don't know how much Seth takes as his cut.

Flashing a smile, I said "Nice. Not bad for your first day?"

"Yeah, not at all. Think most the guys threw one's at me, but I guess that's to be expected."

"Still, 300 ain't bad."

"Not at all." I looked to the mirror to see a smile on Megan's face.

"I'm sure you'll be making more soon enough."

"Oh totally. One of the girls made over a grand tonight."

"Which one was that?"

"Oh don't pretend you weren't watching?"

"Well, I mean if I had to guess, it was Anastasia."

Megan chuckles. "Yep."

"Yeah she was pretty hot."

"Miiiike." Megan said, her tone ever mocking.

"What? I'm just telling the truth. I mean I'm sure you'll be able to move like she does in no time. Hell, maybe she'll show you some tricks."

"Yeah, but..." Megan's gaze turned to the passenger window as her voice deflated.

"But what?"

"I don't have boobs like she does." She mutters.

"Well, I mean you could always get that done, right?"

"I guess... But it's a pretty expensive procedure."

"Well, maybe we'll figure out a way. I mean, you've just gotten a new job."

"Yeah, but I still gotta get my laptop too."

"Don't be like that Megan. You just gotta think long-term. I mean, you only need to work what? Two more nights? That'll go by in no time."

"Well, Seth did say that the weekdays are quieter."

"I guess that's true, but he's gonna let you do lapdances soon, right?"

"After a week he said."

"Right, but then you'll be racking in cash, especially if you're providing extra services."

"You'd like that, wouldn't you Mike?"

A grin filled my face. "I sure would."

Her hand then rubbed my erection, which was straining against my pants. "Mhmm, you're already nice and hard."

"Get it out."

"Yes Sir."

Without further ado, Megan unbuckles my belt like an eager and obedient slut. She doesn't ask me to pull over or to wait. She just pulled my cock out like a good little slut. Next, Megan leaned over and wrapped her mouth around the tip of my shaft. Suddenly, she plunged down my length, her head bobbing up and down at a manic pace.

"That's it slut. Suck that big dick." I groaned.

Megan continued to do so as I put the pedal to the metal, eager to get home before I blow my load. Whilst I loved some road head, I knew Megan was absolutely dripping after dancing all over that stage. Then again, it's not easy to keep my load when her head is pumping up and down my shaft like a porno slut. Her gurgles and gargles fill my ears as her tongue dances around my shaft like Anastasia dances around the pole.

This was gonna be the longest few minutes of my life.