Big Men of the House: 55 Book Story Bundle Box Set(191)

"Oh I want to look so badly. It takes all the willpower in the world to not stare at your body all day."



Kevin took me in his arms and laid my head on his chest. I could hear his heart beating against my ear.



"What do we do now?" I asked.



"I don't know," he replied, brushing the hair out of my face.





 –



Kevin and I decided that it was better if we took it slow. We didn't want to upset my mom if this fling only lasted for a few weeks. I wanted him to fuck me every night but I had to be patient. I left him a fresh pair of dirty panties every other day in his nightstand drawer.



Him in return, would leave a stained pair of his boxers under my pillow to show how much he thought about me.



When I found out I was pregnant, it solved all our problems. The decision we couldn't make ourselves was made for us.



Kevin and my mom decided to stay together and help take care of my baby. But my mom had to share Kevin with me. That meant I got to have him every other night. It wasn't enough but it was better than nothing.



We were still one big happy family.





Way Too Deep




"Ladies and gentlemen, the Blue Iguana presents, the insatiable, the exotic, the voluptuous... Kayla!"



The beats of the music thumped through the club. The spotlight flicked on, showering my body with light. I slowly walked down the stage, eying the audience as I went. When I reached the end of the runway, I grabbed the steel pole and did a couple of spins. My hair whipped around and the men's eyes were glued to me.



The crowd roared and cheered, "Take it off, baby!"



I gave them all a cute smile and continued with my routine. I climbed up the pole and spun around slowly, poking my ass out. I got back down on the stage and seductively pulled down my bra straps. The roar of the men was deafening and I had them right where I wanted. I pulled the bra away quickly and then covered my massive tits with my hands.



The boys were in a frenzy and they couldn't wait to see me reveal my breasts. "Come on baby! Let me see those knockers!"



I shook my head and kept dancing with my hands covering my boobs. I strolled around the stage, bending down so the guys could put cash in my g-string. Then I faced everyone and spread my arms like an eagle. My huge tits were released and the men all screamed at the top of their lungs.



       
         
       
        



"GOD DAMN! I want to milk those!" someone cheered.



"Come on over and let me motorboat those melons!" another yelled.



Working at a strip club wasn't the most respectable profession but it paid the bills. I actually enjoyed dancing and getting all the attention from men wasn't too bad either. Being topless didn't bother me too much since I was satisfied with my body. My breasts had always been bigger than average, so I'd gotten used to men just staring at them.



After my song was over, the spotlight went out and I bent down to collect any money that was thrown on stage. Then I exited and I could hear the crowd chanting for more.



Backstage, my manager came up to me. "Good work as usual, Kayla. You have five guys requesting for a lap dance so take your pick.



"Thanks Mike!" I said, putting my bra back on. I passed by a few fellow strippers doing their makeup in the mirror and then I entered the main floor. The bouncer by the door pointed to the men that had requested me and I looked over at each one.



The best part about this club was that I got to pick the men. Sometimes I would choose by who looked like they had the most money and other times it would be by how good they looked. This job isn't always about the money. A girl's got to have her fun.



I saw this one really attractive guy in an expensive suit sitting in a dark booth all alone. He had longer hair and dark stubble covering his face. He was nursing what looked like a small glass of whiskey. That was the kind of guy I wanted; good looks and money.



I walked over and introduced myself, "Hey I'm Kayla, what's yours?" I said in a sexy voice. The shadows of the club covered his face so it was hard to see his features.



"Stephen," he said with a deep and mysterious voice.



I could recognize that voice anywhere. It was my stepdad. "What are you doing here?"





"Calm down, Kayla," he said softly. You





"How did you know I worked here?"



"We live in a small town. It didn't take long for word to get around."



"Does Mom know?" I gulped.



"Not yet," he said, grinning.



"Oh Stephen, you can't tell her. It would break her heart."