Teased(25)

“Hello?” she answered hesitantly, not familiar with the number on display.

“Vida?” a woman’s voice she recognized answered.

“Jazz?”

“Yes, Vida I need a big favor. Cody fell off his bike and broke his arm. We’re in the emergency room. Vida, I can’t leave him.” Vida felt bad for the young mother who worked as a body shot girl to keep a roof over her two young children’s head. They had a deadbeat dad who refused to pay his child support, but Jazz wasn’t deterred her from going to school part-time during the day to get her kids a better life.

“What do you need?” Vida asked.

“I’m scheduled to work a party. It’s a divorce celebration.” Vida could hear the hiccup in her voice where she had been crying. “If I miss it, King will fire me. I had to miss so much work lately with the kids. He warned me if I cancelled again, he would let me go. I can’t lose this job.” Another hiccupping sob and Vida caved.

“What time is it?”

“In an hour. You don’t have to worry about a costume I have an extra one; it’s in my locker. Juliet is working it too, so you won’t have to do it alone.”

“I’ll cover you. Don’t worry, Jazz. Just take care of Cody.”

“Thanks, Vida.” The worried mother hung up the phone.

“Ready?” Colton asked as he came into the lobby with his keys in his hand.

“Yes. Can you give me a ride to Kings?”

“You’re not scheduled for tonight.” Colton stated angered that King was making her work an extra night.

“I’m not, but a friend’s child got hurt and I told her I would work the party for her,” Vida explained.

“Have you worked a party before?” Colton asked sharply.

“No, but if I don’t, King will fire Jazz, and she has two kids, Colton.”

Colton lips tightened as she grabbed her backpack. Closing and locking the doors, he let his silence speak as to what he thought about her working the party. The silence continued even after he dropped her off at the back door. Assuming he would go on to the apartment, she didn’t watch as he drove around the side of the building.

Hurriedly, with not much time left, Vida went to Jazz’s locker, taking a step back when she saw the outfit staring at her. It was a thong with a little black skirt that every time she moved would sway to show her ass. The top was a sheer black lace bikini top that tied closed between the breasts. Anyone barely tugging the string would expose her breasts.

“Hurry up, Vida.” Juliet came into the dressing room, already dressed. Applying her make-up, she gave Vida a cold glare. “I’m not working those horny bastards myself. I already told Jazz when she called you that you better pull your weight.”

Crap. Vida disliked Juliet out of all the staff King had. She used her body and wiles doing anything and everything to score the big tips.

Taking the costume from the locker, Vida went into the restroom to get dressed, not wanting to get changed under Juliet’s scrutiny. Looking in the mirror when she was dressed in the costume, Vida almost changed her mind. Stiffening her shoulders and remembering the two children depending on their mother had Vida stepping back into the dressing room to brush her hair and apply her make-up.

“Hurry up.” Juliet held the door open and Vida followed her up the steps to the VIP room where the party of men were waiting.

When Juliet opened the door, the group of eight men sitting at a table on two couches at the back of the room started calling for them.

Vida and Juliet both grabbed a tray of drinks and walked to the table. Each man grabbed a cup of the foaming champagne, toasting the newly divorced man. He didn’t look heartbroken to Vida as he stared at her breasts and rubbed her ass when she came near to hand him his drink.

Vida moved out of reach, but didn’t say anything, following Juliet’s lead. In the VIP room, the men were allowed to touch more, but they weren’t allowed to touch a woman’s mound or pull his penis out. Other than those rules, the men paid a higher cover charge to be given greater leeway with the women.

Juliet sat down on the couch next to several men at the end of the table. She reluctantly sat down next to the newly divorced man and his friends. For the next hour, Vida sat listening as he complained about his ex-wife while she refilled their drinks.

It was after their third round of drinks that Vida noticed that Colton had come into the room and was talking with the bartender. Ignoring him, she picked up her tray and went back to the table.

“I’ll give you five hundred for a dick shot,” Vida overheard a man tell Juliet. The woman readily agreed, placing a cup of beer between the man legs.