A Private Dance For The Professor

Gabriella could tell she's in trouble. That night at the club Inferno where she worked as an exotic dancer was kind of chaotic. Their manager or rather the lady who was in charge of the dancers at the club was being unnecessarily rude and made them rehearse for over two hours.

She claims there are men of important caliber and high social status who would come to the club for business tonight. Gabriella was specially picked on because she had the nicest body and was the best in the group, she fetched them a whole lot of money but her pay was still little just like the rest.

It was midnight at the dot and the time for the girls to perform, Gabriella was dressed in a Stripper Slingshot Outfit Fishnet See-through One-Piece with adjustable String Straps embellished with Rhinestones while the other girls were wearing bodysuits with strings sides, thong and a closed back.

Gabriella got to the stage and swayed her hips from right to left in rhythm with the music and her hands on the pole firmly. She stretched one leg out and bent down with a hand in line with the legs to give the men a good view of her ass. "Whao !! So sexy!" They yelled and sprayed more dollar bills on her.

Then she climbed the pole slowly and in a very sexy manner with her legs wrapped around it she threw her head backward and used one hand to fumble with her breasts a little, while the other hand held the pole firmly.

After the show on the pole, she came down in front of the men, opened her legs widely, and sucked her thumb in a seductive manner while touching her breasts in a circular motion. One of the men couldn't resist it, he stood up and fixed as many dollar bills as could in her outfit close to her breasts.

The men were tempted to touch her because of the seductive moves she pulled but that's why she was the best... she was so good at what she did but the club had a rule, you can't touch anyone without permission, and if you must then request for a private session which costs extra cash.

So, they kept spraying her the money and fixing it in her clothes but they couldn't touch her. After the round, she was done for the night and went back into the changing room. Some of the men sent their boys to ask her for a private session but she never did that.

Gabriella has never agreed to a private session because most of the time, the men lace the girl's drink with drugs and end up sleeping with them against their wishes. Someone walked up to her again. "My boss wants to speak to you." He said. "Don't you get it? I'm not interested." She yelled, already frustrated, she had to deal with this almost every night but this night was different because regular customers knew better than to ask her for a private dance.

After a while, she was about to leave but the manager stopped her. "Everyone, please keep still. This man just complained that his boss's ring is missing and it could be one of you girls." She said pointing at the last guy Gabriella told off and the girls murmured, "No need for that, I told him that my girls don't steal and that's against our policy, whoever steals leaves but we would like to search y'all."

That raised another side-talk from the ladies in the room. "I would be the one to search you girls." The guy said in his very deep voice. He searched all the girls in the room and once it got to Gabriella's turn another man walked in, dressed in a more expensive suit, and said. "I'd search her myself."

A remarkably tall and undeniably handsome young man, standing at an impressive 6 feet 4 inches. His commanding height accentuated his confident demeanor, making him a noticeable presence in any room he enters.

His entrance was nothing short of magnetic; his towering height and striking looks effortlessly drew everyone's attention. As he moved through the room with an air of easy confidence, heads turned instinctively, capturing the gaze of those captivated by his commanding presence.

A collective hush fell, and subtle whispers followed as the girls couldn't help but gawk at his tall, handsome figure. Their eyes lingered, subtly tracing the lines of his stature, and smiles exchanged between them betrayed the shared admiration for this captivating presence.

In the dimly lit room, his black hair glistened, accentuating the honey-brown eyes that, under the right light, revealed a hazel depth. His lips, a full and inviting pink, carried a subtle charm that drew attention in every conversation. Gabriella rolled her eyes because she was sure he wasn't gonna find anything on me.

She might be anything but she's not a thief, never been, and never would be. He started with her upper body, he touched her breast lightly, down to her stomach, and bent down to her legs, he ran his hands in between her thighs smoothly then down to her high boots.

"I told you I'm not a thief - -" she was cut short because he pulled out a ring and held it up in her face. "Then explain this." To say Gabriella was dumbfounded was an understatement. "How could this have happened?"

She asked herself. Gabriella was so embarrassed and she tried to defend herself but no one believed. How could they? The ring was brought out from her boot. "You're fired, Gabriella. How could you?" The manager said and shook her head in disappointment. "You have to trust me, I didn't do it." Gabriella tried to explain but no one was having it.

The other girls were side-talking, they were in support of her being fired because she was always the center of attraction and they were jealous of her, she had no friends among them. "I don't think there would be a need for that. On one condition though, I get a private session every day I come here else I'll also sue her for theft." The hot man said. "It's your choice Gabriella, either you do this or you're fired."The manager said.

Gabriella was confused, she despised the private dances with everything she believed in but at the same time, she had school bills and siblings to take care of with her job.

She didn't want to do it, she thought about getting another job but it wasn't easy these days and most clubs don't pay strippers enough even though the money she's been paid here isn't enough that she had to take a day job after school, this club still paid more than most clubs in the city. "Alright, I'll do it."

Unfortunately, I had removed the outfit I had earlier so I had to put it on again. I followed him into one of the red rooms, there were so many red rooms in the club for private sessions. He sat and laid back on the chair with his cigar in his mouth.

I straightened myself and took a deep breath ready to finish up and go home. I walked towards him slowly, making sure I swayed my hips in different directions seductively. The music that was playing was one of my favorites so I danced exactly like I did a few moments ago, only even better.

I forgot he was there and my body moved on auto-pilot. He gestured with his finger that I move closer, I took a deep breath and I did. In front of him, I moved my hips and he placed his hands on my waist, following the movement of my hips.

His hands were so masculine and soft too. He put his face in between my ass and shook his head, I enjoyed it. I turned around and sat on his lap so that I could straddle him when I was comfortable I started grinding against him like I was riding him.

He held my butt firmly and squeezed it, I put his head in between my breasts and he let out a grunt. He was obviously enjoying himself and so was I, I was lost in the moment. So comfortable around him, and the scent of his cologne was subtle yet alluring, I wanted to sniff him all night.

He poured a little whisky on my cleavage and drank from it, that action sent waves through my body and down to my pussy. I stood up and did one more round of dance in between his legs before I leaned and whispered. "My time is up." He brought out cash to give me and I rejected it. "I can't take it, I thought I was owing you." "Yes, but you can keep it."

I collected it from him not wanting to make small talk with him and gave it to the manager when I got there. It was $600 she took $400 and gave me $200. I took it, changed into a casual dress, and headed home. I got home, my apartment was tiny and shitty.

There were holes in the ceiling where water leaked from during the rainy season, I always dropped buckets underneath the holes to prevent the water from soaking my properties. Like I said the space was too small and I didn't divide it because it would look more horrible than it already does.

So, my bedroom is my kitchen, my bathroom, my dining and everything but since I work and school, I only need a place to rest my head at the end of the day it would do. Money was tight and jobs were hard to find, it wasn't easy as a college student with bills to pay and a family to support.

That's why I kept working at the strip club because the tips were good and the bills won't pay themselves. I'd use the $200 I got from the private session to sort some bills too. After a long shower, I jumped on my bed naked because that's the only way I get a good night's rest plus I had classes the next day and a job after school too. ***********************************************

The next morning, I woke up 30 minutes late to the usual time, I snoozed my alarm thrice before when it rang because one thing is... I'm a sleepy head, a deep sleeper. I quickly brushed my teeth and got dressed, I already imagined what to wear in my head the previous day so it made it easier.

I got to class and luckily for me, the lecturer was also running late. I settled down and brought out my laptop and books just to get ready before the professor came in. After a while, he came in with someone else who looked familiar.

I tried to recall where I knew him from and then it clicked the guy from the club. Is he a new student here? My heart skipped a beat and the guy from the club suddenly had a new context, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of surprise and a tinge of excitement, all while trying to maintain my composure.

"This is your new lecturer for six months, he will be taking you guys on this class till his teaching practice is over. Please welcome Vito." the professor introduced and everyone applauded while the girls gawked and ogled him with whispers and giggles flying around.

I didn't care, it was none of my business I just paid attention in class. The class came to an end, and I was on my way out, in front of the class he stopped me and whispered. "I'll see you this tonight." Then smirked. Urgh! Asshole!

I headed to my first job which was at a drive-thru fast food I worked for 4hours there and then started my job at the club by 10 pm every day except on Sundays. No matter how broke I am, I always keep the sabbath day holy and that's because I come from a good Christian home. I called my friend Cassie because I didn't see her in school today, we worked at the drive-thru together and she wasn't there either.

"Hey, babes. How are you doing? You missed class today and you're not at work either." I was genuinely worried about her. "Yes. I'm down with a cold." Her voice was so hoarse and strained. "Oh! I'm so sorry baby. I'll bring you soup after I'm done with my shift okay?" "Okay, thank you, granny."

I could sense she was smiling at the other end of the phone. I ended the call and quickly attended to my customers, I had just 15 minutes left before my shift ended. Now, I was done with my shift and dropping the apron in the dressing room, my manager Tony came in.

"Hey, Gab. Is your shift over?" He asked knowing fully well it was over I even stayed an extra 5 minutes to help out. "Yeah," I replied curtly. "You don't want to give us a chance, I just want to take you to dinner. That's all." He said. Tony has been on my neck ever since I started working here, I already told him I wasn't interested.

He seemed like a good guy and all but he just wasn't my type. Sometimes I felt really uncomfortable with the way he was persistent but he lets some of my bullshits slide so I'll keep the job it's just 4 hours, nothing I can't handle.

"No. Thank you. See I have to go, I'm running late for my second job." It was just two hours and thirty minutes before I started my work at the club. I quickly rushed to a Chinese food restaurant on the corner and grabbed a plate of soup for Cassie.

Luckily, her house wasn't far from the place we worked. It was just a 10-minute walk. "Oh, God! This place is such a mess." I said as I entered Cassie's room and there were tissue papers everywhere filled with mucus. I handed the soup over to her and decided to help her clean while we talked.

"So what's up with you?" Cassie asked as she ate the soup little by little because it was hot. "Nothing much. Just school and work. Now I dread going to the club. Do you know I gave a private dance?" The shock on Cassie's face was something else, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped with her eyebrows raised.

It was like she had frozen. "Wow. Give me a moment to take this in." I was quiet, still picking up the tissue paper from the floor into the bin. "What happened?" She finally spoke up "Gabriella Avianna Lambardo. Private dance? We all know how much you hate it, I mean... you swore never to do it."

She was damn right, even when a lot of men were willing to pay extra just to get me for a private dance I never agreed. So I get how this was a huge shock to her. Cassie is the only one in my life who knows I'm a stripper and she gets it. When my ex-boyfriend found out about it, he broke up with me but Cassie has been supportive of anything I choose to do.

"Well... it's this man he- -" I told her the whole story of how the private dance happened and what brought about it. She was more shocked. "I'm not even done." I chuckled. "Now can you believe, today in class I saw him? Apparently, he has this teaching practice or stuff like that but a six-month course he is going to be teaching in our college.

That is... he will be our lecturer for six months." "Damn! Finally some juice and spice in your life Gabriella. You're the most boring person I've ever met." She mocked me but that was true, nothing was ever happening in my life, I was so dry. I rolled my eyes at her. "Hope he is hot?" She asked.

I've been waiting for that question from her since. I smiled with a yes way and nodded. Her eyes lit up in curiosity, "how hot?" "Jason Momoa/ Chris Evans hot. Take your pick. Besides you'd see him in school when you get better." She seemed really excited about the whole situation. I don't know why. "I have to leave now, I need to go home and shower okay?" "Alright. Kisses and hugs." She blew a kiss to me. ***********************************************

After the usual hectic night of dance and entertainment, we were lined up to submit our money to the manager, and one of the bouncers came in and whispered to the manager. "Gabriella, you're needed for a private dance." She said.

"Again? You know I don't do private dances." I protested. "You should have thought about that before stealing from him. Go up, now, and don't keep him waiting. You know what's at stake!!" She yelled and the other girls laughed.

I stumped out of the room and got into the red room we used the last time. There he was seated sexy like the devil himself. I was about to start when he stopped me. "Wait, I don't want you to strip for me. I want to get to know you."

"You want to get to know me?" That was weird. I didn't see that coming. "Sit." The command in his voice conveyed power and control which turned me on. I sat just like he said... like my body was working on its own.

"I thought the whole point of framing me for something I didn't do was to get me into a private session with you." I was confused, genuinely. "But now I want to get to know you." He insisted.

"Then why frame me up?" "I never said I did. My ring was found on you and you're paying for it." "Nice." I stood up. "Well, I can't get to know someone who made a fool out of me and ruined my reputation for no reason." I was so pissed at him.

"So, if I agree that I framed you just so I can get a private session with you, you'd be okay?" He said with a smug look on his face. "Asshole," I muttered under my breath. "I heard you." "Whatever." I couldn't stand him even though I wasn't sure why.

If it was the fact that he is an actual asshole or that he is so hot and I'm burning for him. "Sit with me." I did as he asked. "I could have asked your name but I already know. Gabriella." The way my name rolled out his tongue was subtle yet intense, seemed intimate but casual.

It sounded sexy when he said my name. "On second thought, I want you to dance for me." I knew it... he was just pretending, they are all the same. Regardless, I stood up to dance, it was my job. I sat down on his lap facing him, grinding and bumping slowly so my breasts were in his face.

I ran my fingers through his hair and bit my lip, trying to get back the mood, the energy in the room was off already. I slowly tried to stand from his legs to give him a show but he held me back with his hands on my waist pulling me down to him.

"Stay. This. Way." He whispered and then leaned forward in a way that our noses touched each other. "I want to know what drives you, your desire, and your passion. There is something about you I can't shake off." As he spoke, each word sent chills down my spine, and his breath, so pleasant and fresh, mixed with whisky and mint blended so well, evoked a desire to push my tongue down his throat.

Again, his cologne filled my nose, his scent was so heavenly and rich. Just then, I stood up. "Our time is up." He didn't say anything, just stared at me. I felt awkward I didn't know what to do, if I should wave or... I walked away instead. Back in the dressing room, I needed to finish up my homework before I got some sleep.

"Here is your share." The manager handed me $500. "Why?" I looked up at her. "The private dance? He said you did well." I hesitantly collected the money and put it in my purse. On reaching home, I did my homework first which took about thirty minutes.

Then I went into the shower, I recalled what transpired between him and me. I remembered how it felt, the sense of longing and warmth, at the same time there was this feeling of intensity and passion that caused my heart to race throughout.

I distracted myself from that thought and stepped out. Dried my body and boom on the bed. Asleep. *********************************************** The next day, I was already in the class earlier than the usual time. After a while, Cassie walked in... I was so happy to see her. It felt really weird staying in school without her, she completed me.

"Ouuu! Look who is here! You look better." I stated cheerfully. "Yeah. I guess your soup worked well, granny!" She said back cheerfully. "Stop with the granny." I pretended to be angry but I wasn't. I was used to the name 'granny' by my friends from high school, everyone called me that because they said I was too caring and I loved taking soups to sick people.

I guess that's what staying with a sick father at an early age would do to you. May his soul rest in peace anyway. That reminded me, that I was supposed to travel home for the weekend and that was tomorrow. I was pulled out of my thoughts when Vito walked in.

As charming as ever, he even looked better in the morning. "Don't tell me this is him," Cassie nudged me with her elbow. "Okay, I won't tell you." Her mouth was opened in a gape and she squeezed my thighs tight. "Fuck! No offense but he is hotter than the two you said I should pick from.

He is literally a God walking the earth." I rolled my eyes, Cassie loved exaggerating but to be honest, I don't think she is in this case. He is mouthwateringly hot. "How could you lap dance him and not orgasm at the instant?" Gosh! How is this girl so vulgar? In the process of trying to shush her, I was caught.

"Hey, you are the back. Gabriella right?" Vito called out and I hesitantly nodded. "Seems you would like to share something with the class. Why not present your homework to us." He said. Wow! I was so nervous and my hands were clammy.

Not because I didn't do my homework but because I didn't like to talk in front of a crowd. However, I stood up to do as he said. I can't disobey he was my lecturer. I got to the stage and brought out my homework to read from what I had written last night which was 'why I chose business management."

Yeah, that was the assignment and it wasn't hard to do because I chose the discipline and I love business. I'd love to own multiple businesses later in the future and also manage ones that aren't mine.

Luckily, I did well and I was applauded. After the class, I was on my way out with Cassie and he dragged me back and said in a low tone, "Hai fatto bene, Bella." Which means you did well. I smiled and walked away.