Undercover Stripper

Max couldn't believe she had agreed to do this.

"Stupid fucking skirt" she muttered to herself as she shifted her hips, trying to get comfortable. She sat alone in a large upscale office, patiently waiting for her 'interview'. She was dressed in a small slightly transparent halter top that followed the curve of her breasts, while showing plenty of cleavage and her taut stomach. A Black lace bra that accentuated her cleavage even more and a loose fitting skirt that dropped an inch above her ass. A misstep and the black thong she wore underneath would be exposed to the world.

It was all because of Logan's important Eyes Only mission. A few days ago he received information that a local sex **** dealer, Nathan Richards, was stepping up his operation. Nathan Richards had his hand in almost every illegal crime that involved sex in Seattle. He owned a few legit strip clubs which he used to launder his money and recruit new people into his ring. Logan had gained word that Richards was holding an auction in a week for a number of sex slaves he had recently acquired. An auction that would attract some of biggest and worst names in the Seattle crime world.

Thats where Max came in, posing as a stripper who was new to town, she would be hired in one of Richard's clubs, from there she would use her charm and talents to insure that Richards felt she would receive a high price at the auction. He would then sell her off to the highest bidder like he had done with so many other girls who had worked at his clubs. Max working from the inside would obtain proof that linked all the men to the sex **** ring, and in one fell swoop Eyes Only could take out half of Seattle's criminal underground. Well, that was the plan atleast. And while Max found the thought of stripping for these lowlifes disgusting and degrading stopping them for good would make it all worth it.

Max was torn from her thoughts as she heard the office doors open. She looked back to see well dressed, well groomed man walk into the office. She recognized his face from the pictures Logan had showed her, Nathan Richards. Mid 40's, white, sharp facial features, his dark hair greased back.

"Maxine, is it?" he asked as he walked up to her chair and offered her his hand, smiling. "My name is Nathan Richards, I am the owner of this club. I know you've already gone through an initial interview but I like to make sure I meet every potential employee before I make any final decisions."

"Of course Mr. Richards." Max replied politely.

"Please, call me Nathan." his smile grew as he shook her hand.

"Nathan.." Max said slightly lowering her eyes, keeping her tone docile. She read his file, she knew his type. He enjoyed dominating people, always being in control, and she was more than happy to play the role. He stood back and sat onto the corner of his desk, towering over Max who sat in the much lower chair. He studied her for a moment, pausing before continuing.

"So Maxine, I'm told you want to be a dancer at this club. You're very highly recommended and you certainly are a stunning young women, but I need to make sure my customers get the very best. So would you please stand and take off your clothes."

Max was holding her breath. She knew this moment was going to come, and had been preparing herself mentally but she still was nervous. 'Just another mission, just another mission' she repeated in her head as she slowly stood. Keeping eye contact with Richards she slowly slide on strap of her top of her shoulder, then the other. She help the strap between her fingers for a moment before letting go, her top sliding down her body. She slowly trailed her hand down her chest, between her breasts, slowly over her stomach before stopping at the waste band of her skirt. A slight pull of a zipper and the skirt joined her top on the floor.

"Very nice" Richards said as he took in her body, standing their in a black lace bra and matching panties, her nipples standing erect, easily visable through the sheer fabric of her bra.

Max smiled back at him, before reaching behind her back to freeing her bra. She let it gently fall to the ground leaving her breasts exposed to him. Richards couldn't help but stare at her perfectly formed perky tits. Her hands moved back to her waste, her fingertips running along the line of her panties before she hooked her thumbs around tthem and pulled them down.

"God damn, you're perfect." Richards said amazed. He had seen a lot of naked women in his lifetime, but none compared. Her firm tits, tight ass, shaved pussy and perfectly tanned skin. He though he was going to blow his load in his pants from just looking at her.

"As well as stage dances, you'll be required to give private dancers to men in the club" he told her, his eyes drifting to his lap as he sat in his chair.

Knowing what he wanted Max smiled at him "Of course" she said. Her eyes locked with his as she slowly walked towards him, he ass swaying as she made slow steps, her eyes never leaving his like a lioness stalking her pray. She grabbed his tie and gently pulled on it bringing his face closeer to her chest. Her hard nipple barely rubbing against his lips.

"MmmmMM" she whispered into his ear as she sat on his lap, she could feel his rock hard erection against her wet core. Slowly she ground her hips against his, cause him to moan out. "You like that, baby" she asked seductivly, getting lost in her role. Rubbing her breasts up and down his chest as she soflty moaned into his ear.

Abruptly she stopped and stood, turning around she bent over, giving him a prefect view of her ass as she gently wiggled it for him. Slowly she sat down on his lap again, his cock straining against his pants, she leaned back into him. Her back arching, pushing her breasts further out. One hand snaking up behind his head, pulling it to rest on her shoulder. Her other hand grabbed his and trailed it along her stomach, slowly brushing her fingers along the undersides of the breasts as she started to ride his cock through his pants. Her crotch rubbing against his pants covered cock. This wasn't a lap dance, she was fucking him with his clothes on. Not able to control himself anymore he was about to reach up to cup her breasts when she jumped off him.

"uhh" he said confused. Staring at her, wanting her badly.

"So, did I get the job?" she asked, acting ignorant to the effect she had on him

"Oh yeah" he replied as he pushed a button on his desk. "Talk to my assistant to find out when your first shift is."

"Thanks Mr. Richards" she beamed at him, a slight ditzy tone to her voice as she dressed her self. She was leaving when another girl walked into the room, a striking blond in a business suit, her hair pulled tightly back. Max watched as she walked up to Mr. Richards, he mumbled something to her, she gave a curt nod and bent over the desk. Richards pulled out his cock and walked behind her, pushing her skirt up above her waste exposing her pussy.

"Ohhhh" the blond lady moaned as Richards swiftly thrust into her. Max couldn't help to stare as he fucked her, his long hard cock sliding in and out of the womens pussy. Richards looked up to see Max staring at him, he smiled at her, giving her a small nod as she left his office. Max couldn't help but smile back, knowing that she could so eaisly effect one of the most powerful men in Seattle.

"You'll start tomorrow at 11pm." the assistant told her as she walked by. Thanking her Max left the building, all she had to do is act the part of a the stripper for a few days until the auction started and then she could get back to her normal life.