Reinventing herself...

Kira took to working at The Pearl. Despite their unfortunate circumstances for meeting her and Chloe got along pretty well and she did her new job well. She wasn't the most talented or the most passionate, but she was a fairly popular dancer. The money was alright and her coworkers were nice enough, but well... it was just a job. The only time she got really into it was teasing customers in the private dance rooms. Getting them really heated and occasionally literally begging to go further. It was good fun and she knew it was harmless, as that was one of the only solid rules of performances at The Pearl, no intimacy with clients. It was a by the book place, everything above the record. There had been a reason Chloe had found clients for her other proclivities online.

Again, it was fine. It was steady work and she was able to give Ruby the rent she deserved, but overall even after several weeks. It still felt... transitional, like she wasn't really ready to commit to this long term.

And so Kira, lived... peacefully for awhile. Until a night like almost every other. Almost, except for an unusual client.

She was on the main stage, performing in her near lingerie for a party of guys alongside the usual folks. When a guy waved $200 her way and she climbed down to meet him. Carefully strutting over.

"Private show?" She asked.

"Yeah, but not for me? For Tom over here."

"His birthday?"

"No he uhhh just had a rough breakup and we're trying to get him past it."

That struck an unexpected chord. Not because there weren't frequently fresh out of a relationship guests, but because in taking a look at 'Tom,' Kira realized he didn't look very thrilled to be here.

Kira just nodded. "Tell him I'll meet him in the Green Room."

When clients paid enough it was company policy to grab an included beverage for the private show. It had looked like Tom had been sipping a beer and Kira picked him up another on her way over. She balanced it like a trophy on the silver plate the servers used as she walked confidently to the Green Room and set it on the table. Tom barely even glanced her way.

She drew the curtain on the room and before she turned around she heard him yell softly over the music. "You're very attractive, but I'm not really in the mood for a dance."

Kira tilted her head at him questioningly. "Then why come? Why let your friends blow the money on you?"

Tom shrugged, he had nice shoulder she noted. "I told them as much about a half dozen times. They want to feel like they're helping and at this point I'm inclined to let them."

Kira took the seat next to him on the rounded cushion, angling herself slightly to face him.

"Your buddy said you just went through a break up."

He chuckled humorlessly. "Went through isn't very accurate, actively beginning is more like it."

"You doing ok?" She said, genuinely concerned. She'd been there, obviously, and knew first hand bad breakups can lead to stupid choices.

He took a swig of the beer in front of him. "No" he responded a little more quietly, almost too quiet to hear over the thrum of the bass filled music echoing throughout the building.

Kira just nodded. "Want me to leave? I get if you need some alone time."

He shook his head around another swig. "I'd prefer if you stay if you don't mind. They'll worry if they see you back out early. The last thing I need right now is more pity."

She nodded again. "Hey, it's your time. I don't mind taking a little break."

Then she leaned back against the cushions of the room appreciatively, closing her eyes and adjusting to deal with a twinge in her back. When she opened them she noticed Tom trying to stealthily look at her cleavage, as her breasts had been pushed up further against the fabric of her outfit by her new seated position. She laughed "Well, at least your not entirely broken then."

He just drank his beer, flushing a little in embarrassment as he looked away from her.

"Can I ask who dumped whom?" said Kira.

He grunted "I left her." Then after a long moment "Though I don't really feel like I'm the one who ended it. Caught her in our bed with another man. Engagement ring right fucking next to her on the bedside table."

He took another deep gulp of the beer, which was beginning to get low already.

She winced. "That's... fucking rough."

A silent nod was his initial response. "I'm just lucky I hoofed it immediately, I think if I'd stayed in the room another 30 seconds I woulda killed the dumbass."

Her turn to nod. "I went through something similar a few months ago."

His eyebrows rose at that. "As beautiful as you are? Whoever it was was a moron."

"Agreed."

"Need a sip?" he asked proffering the bottle opening in her direction.

She just laughed. "No I'm ok, like I said I've had some time to get over it."

He gave her a long look then. "Does it help? Time?"

She nodded and then shook her head. "Yes and no, I've felt a little stuck since, ya know?"

"Imagine I will soon."

She nodded again "Maybe, I'm sure it's different for everybody."

He drank his beer silently for a minute. They both sat as the base reverberated throughout the room.

"Can I have your number? Maybe we talk again sometime?"

She laughed "You're not into me, you just don't want to feel alone right now and you need a win."

He thought on that. "You might be right, but if you'll give me the chance I'd like to figure that out for myself."

She gave him a long look. He is attractive, she admitted internally. And Jane had been bugging her to get back out there. At least go have some fun! I hate seeing you sit in this apartment when you aren't working. That may be for some girls but not for you and me.

"What the hell?" She said, relenting to both Tom and Ruby. "Why, not?"

She wrote her contact in his phone as Eme<3, the stage name she'd picked up here after deciding not to stay at the Red Stiletto.

The song had ended after that and they went their separate ways.

She'd heard his friend, the one who paid for the dance pipe up as he approached with a fresh beer. "Heyyyy, look at you. You look a little better, told you that would help huh? Get your blood pumping again, right?"

"Yeah," she heard Tom reply "Yeah I feel a little better."

She smiled. She didn't really expect him to call her, He just needed a little victory. Hope it helps, I don't miss when the wound was that fresh.

...

That assumption was why it was terribly unexpected when she got a text after her shift, just as she was crawling into bed.

Hey, it's Tom... from earlier.

It took her a minute to decide whether or not to reply.

Hey Tom, I gotta admit I wasn't expecting to hear from you so soon.

She watched the dots ripple on her phone as he typed out his reply.

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Well, meeting you was the only good part of the day... so yeah.

Kira [smiled.

As](http://smiled.As) nice as it is to hear from you... I do want to get to bed. Is there a reason you were reaching out?

...

His reply didn't take long. Is there more than one reason somehow reaches out at this time of night?

A scoff escaped her mouth.

Really? She asked incredulously, We barely know each other!

...

I know, I just got the feeling you needed it as much as I feel like I do.

...

As tempting as you may that believe that to be. Sleep sounds pretty awesome right now.

...

What if...

...well I hope this doesn't offend, but what if I pay you for the trouble?

...

EXCUSE ME? She immediately replied, feeling her blood pressure reach near boiling.

...

Hear me out! I just... I know neither is really in the mood to be in a relationship and I thought well maybe it would be fun.

...

I should come over there and slap you right in the face!

...

Would that cost extra? :devil-grin:

She laughed at that, she couldn't help it. The whole situation was ridiculous, but she found herself considering it. Even if she wasn't hurting for rent she could always use more money. And he was cute.

How much? She asked. She was not ready for the number that followed. It was astronomical, way more than reasonable. Cute and loaded. She thought to herself before replying.

You know you can find sex cheaper elsewhere right?

...

Not with you...

Dammit... Dammit Dammit Dammit. Lines like this should not be working this near dawn, via text.

Fine.

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It took another half hour before she found herself in his hotel room, where he was staying until he found a new place to move to that his ex didn't currently occupy.

"Hi" was all he said when she came in.

"My guy, you better be one fantastic fuck to make me come over here at this time of day."

He took off his shirt, revealing the most ridiculous attractive set of abs she'd ever seen.

I want to lick them. Is what her thoughts immediately shouted. Chill brain, what the fuck!?! She thought back.

She set her purse down and kicked off her shoes.

"You ever do this before?" He asked.

"Kind of. Once." Was all she replied.

They pounced on each other. Just like that, no more preamble, no more setup. Each frantically trying to release some pent up tension. Some deep angry frustration and need that was practically exploding out. I didn't know that was there. She found herself thinking as she bit his lip and pulled it away from his face with a predatory growl. Running her hips over his manhood still trapped in a set of denim jeans.

He practically ripped the dress she had worn over off of her. Pulling it up and off of her and grabbing her hips and pulling her up to expose her vagina to him. He didn't bother taking off her underwear. Instead just pulling it to the side as he dove lips and tongue into her wetness.

She moaned excitedly. Grabbing his hair in a fistful he played with all the right spots. Spots that had not well attended to in recent months. Kira felt herself racing towards climax as he sucked deeply on her clit, a finger rubbing her from within.

He pulled away and she moaned in outrage. Only for that moan to turn in a different direction as she came immediately around his hard cock pressing into her. She spasmed, arching her back in ecstasy. He smiled and chuckled his delight. Jeans still partially on as he was so frantic to get inside her.

He was definitely worth the trip at the time of night. Neither of them lasted long. He fucked her with a frantic need and she matched his energy. Soon he roared and unloaded into her. Causing her to spasm and cum again, raking painted nails across his back. He bucked again and again, seeming to geyser his hot semen within her, before collapsing on top of her. They both breathed heavy. Swimming in the bliss of climax.

After several long minutes, their bodies and minds far more relaxed than hours before, Kira rolled him off of her with a gentle nudge and made her way to the edge of the bed. Kneeling at his now flaccid and sticky member.

"What are yo- Unggggh" He cut off immediately her lips wrapped around his tip. Sucking softly.

Slowly, as she worked back and forth with her mouth and tongue. His dick rose again to face her. She attacked this time. Sucking him into her and playing with him.

She worked him back and forth for several minutes. He kept praising her and gripping the bedsheets until eventually...

"Eme... I'm gonnnnaaaa..."

She sucked him deep then, getting her lips all the way to his pelvis. He came immediately, spasming into her throat as he moaned near yelling in pleasure.

She swallowed every drop. Then kissed him on his penis, then pelvis, then abs. Ending in a lick.

Then she threw on her dress and walked out. Winking at his stunned face as she left. She already had her money electronically. Her work was done.

Unlike earlier in the day however, she was certain he'd be reaching out later.