Chapter 5

• I walk down the street, annoyed that I won't see him again. I don't know why but I liked him, and part of me was hoping he would have agreed.
• I begin walking home, stopping halfway. Elaine's words in my head - I could always work? She said he is there most nights, just not in view? I smile slightly as I walk to the club. Walking in, Elaine glances up at me, confused.
• "Not your night Daniella."
• "I changed my mind. I will work most night." I walk towards the changing rooms, watching as she follows me.
• "You got me in shit, by the way. Showing up at Marcello's today early, asking about his personal life. Whatever this is, I am not having any part of it, Daniella. You can work, but don't drag me into this."
• I laugh and nod. "I won't. I realised that this won't be such a bad place to find a guy." I smile, turning away from her.
• "What does that mean?" I move to pick up the clothes.
• "I mean, he told me to find a guy, so I plan to. Here. I will dance, then afterwards sit and see how things go." She doesn't answer, just walks out. Getting ready, I walk out too, watching as she writes my name on the list of tonight’s dancers. Glancing at it, I look at the time. I have 45 minutes. Smiling, I walk back out to the bar. Sitting down, I get handed a drink, then see Elaine walking over to me.
• "Whatever you think will happen, it won't, careful Daniella. While most guys here are fine, some are pigs and will wait outside for you to leave." I nod. I know some guys will see me sat here and assume. I shrug my shoulders. Even if I all do is have sex with the guys, maybe eventually it will push Marcello to agree? I watch the time pass by, then walk backstage and finish getting ready.
• The music begins as I walk out onto the stage, my hips moving as I dance, my eyes glancing to the chairs. They change each time, so then people don't notice. Walking over to them, I dance around the men. The song finishes as I head backstage. Getting changed, I walk back out to the bar and sit down. My eyes watching the next dancer.
• "Can I grab you a drink?" Turning, I glance at the guy. "Nothing intended, just a drink to say thanks." Nodding, I smile at him as he sits next to me.
• "I'm Alesandro." He holds out his hand, moving. I shake it as before taking a drink.
• "Daniella, as you can tell, I work here. How about you?" I smile at him.
• "Run a business, nothing as exciting as this though. Do you live local?" He looks at me.
• "Yes, how about you?" I watch as he nods.
• "Could say I do, you worked here long or just starting?" I laugh at his question.
• "Did I look like someone who is just starting out?" I watch as his smile grows.
• "No, you looked like someone who knows her thing." His arm nudges me slightly as he laughs.
• "Yeah, worked here for a while, shouldn't you be with your friends? I am sure they’re missing you." He should be.
• "They won't care. I doubt they will have even noticed. We're on a stag do, so they are drunk past the point of realising when someone goes missing." He winks at me as I nod. Sitting, I spend an hour talking to him. I glance towards the table he had been sitting at. They are all drunk, yet he isn't?
• "So, weird question. Why are they all wasted, and you're sober? Do you not drink?" Seems weird it is a stag do, and he is sober.
• "I drove here. That was my excuse not to drink. I have a meeting early, so yeah, I drove so they wouldn't pour liquor down my throat." Nodding, I laugh.
• "Good excuse, and way out of drinking, I guess. I should be going anyway. It was nice meeting you, Alesandro." I stand up and watch as he does.
• "I will walk you out. Make sure there is no crazy axe man outside waiting." He winks at me. Nodding, I walk out with him. Getting outside, I stop to say bye. "You want me to walk you to your car?"
• Laughing, I shake my head. "I didn't come in one, thanks though. I may see you again, Alesandro." He nods. I turn to walk away, his hand stopping me. I feel my body being pulled into his as his lips press against mine. Moans escaping my mouth as I pull him closer. I watch, confused as he steps back.
• "Sorry, that was wrong of me. Especially doing it here, in the street." His head shakes, and he looks at me apologetically.
• "Could always go back to yours." I smile at him, his head shaking as he laughs.
• "I am sure they would realise I was missing when it comes to them getting kicked out, and they have no driver to take them home. Maybe next time?" He smiles at me, my head shaking.
• "Your car’s parked around the back, right?"
• He nods, looking at my smile, confused. I wink.
• "Could always show me the inside of it?" He looks at me like I am joking. I begin turning and walk around the building towards the carpark; soon afterwards, I hear him follow me. Sure it isn't isolated, but typically guys here don't leave until everything ends. So there is minimal risk of anyone seeing us.
• "So which is yours?" I watch as his hand raises, his finger clicking the button. I watch as the lights flash and the car unlocks. I walk towards it and he follows me.
• "I'm not sure about this."
• I smile at him. "I am." My hands pull him to me, my back against the car as he kisses me.
• "Okay, but let me drive you home." I nod; I guess I can agree to that. I watch as he gets in. Moving, I climb into the passenger seat, his hand about to put the key in, my hand reaching out to stop him. I can't take him to my place. Clyde will be there. Moving, I climb over onto him, my mouth pressing against his, as his hands pull me closer. My hands moving to lift the dress off me as his hands slide up my back.
• Moving, I unfasten his trousers, pulling his cock free. His mouth kissing along my neck, my hands running along his chest. "Are you sure?" I nod, smiling at him. He clearly doesn't do this often; I laugh slightly at the thought. Most guys wouldn't even ask; they would just agree. I watch as he slides the condom on, moving I straddle him more, feeling his cock slide into my sex.
• My hips moving instantly as his hand grips into my hair, pulling my head back. His other hand sliding along my body, causing me to moan, his hips moving with mine. I hear a car speeding out of the carpark and I ignore it as he pulls me closer, my moans getting louder, his hand wrapping around my neck as his hips thrust deeper.
• My body shakes as I scream and I orgasm hearing him groan. Our hips slow down slightly. "You should get back inside. I am fine walking. Plus, it closes soon, so your friends will need you." I smile, moving over, sorting myself out as I put the dress on.
• "You sure?" He looks at me as I nod, smiling. "At least take my number." He holds out his hand waiting. Grabbing my phone, I hand it to him, watching as he puts his number in. Taking it back, I open the door. "No doubt see you again soon?" I nod and smile at him before walking off. My head shaking. I just did that? He was nice; the issue is I did that, which I never do these days.