Between Lust and Love (Erotic)

She was wearing a red bra trying to cover the entirety of her healthy breasts. Only about half of her breasts were able to be covered by her bra. A sexy red lace panty was also the only thing she was wearing below. Her hips swayed following the slow and sexy beat of the music. She practiced that dance moves many times. She was flirting while dancing.

In front of her was a man sitting while watching her dance. She couldn't see what he looks like because he was wearing a masquerade mask. He always wears a sweatshirt with a large Bunny print in the middle.

In terms of his physique, she estimates that the man is in his early thirties. As usual, he was motionless while watching her.

She turned her back on him. Her hands went to her back so she can unhook her bra. When it was removed she raised one hand holding her bra and then waved it in the air then threw it on the floor near her client.

She slowly faced the man while covering both her breasts with both arms. She saw his reaction. He seemed to swallow a large lump in his throat. One hand went to his chin while not taking his gaze away from her. The only thing she could see were his eyes.

Her only job is to seduce him and tease him by just dancing. She is not obliged to show her naked body but she just needs to tickle the imagination of her only client. She bit her lower lip and lay down on her apparent stage while not removing her arms from her chest. She opened her thighs as she lies down, enough for him to peek a little at the gem hidden there.

The music stopped and it only means one thing. She's done for the night.

She immediately took the large piece of cloth she had prepared to cover her body after the show that was on the stage floor. She covered herself, especially her bare chest. She stopped looking at the man and went straight to the restroom inside that room. She feels very dirty every time she finishes dancing. She has been doing that for five months. She also has only one customer.

She is Samantha Custodio, twenty-four years old. She was eighteen when she worked as a waitress in a bar owned by her gay boss Bryce, better known as Diva. He gave her a job when she and her mother left her stepfather. Her mother's partner tried to rape her so her mother stabbed him. She doesn't know what happened to her stepfather after that night. They traveled to Manila from Olongapo. They fled their home before her mother got arrested.

Her mother used to sell comfort in Olongapo. An American customer got her mother pregnant and she was the result. She doesn't know her father because her mother had only slept with his father once.

She says she looks like her father. She has a pointed nose and long eyelashes. She was always called a doll in their school before because she has a beautiful face. Her shoulder-length blonde hair is wavy, that's the natural color of her hair. Her mother stopped selling her body when she became pregnant. Her mother worked as a saleslady in a small store while she was pregnant.

She was ten years old when her mother brought a man to their house and introduced him to be her stepfather. She didn't have a good feeling for the man but she didn't say a word. The guy became a good provider to them but he sometimes touched her arm and hand with malice. She did not tell her mother because she saw that she was very happy with him. She was the one who voluntarily avoided her stepfather so that there would be no trouble. Her stepfather paid for her education and treated her so special that her mother thought it was a father's love.

When she turned eighteen, he gave her presents almost regularly. She refused all of his gifts and every time she does that her stepfather gets angry.

One night when her mother was away, the man became presumptuous. He pulled her into the bedroom when she was left alone with him. Abruptly, she kicked him in the middle of his thighs so she was able to run to the kitchen but he got even madder. He pulled her hair trying to drag her inside the room again.

Her mother caught them in such a situation. She tried to remove her partner's hand from her daughter's hair but the man pushed her to the floor. To his surprise, her mother suddenly approached her stepfather again and stabbed the man in his belly.

Her stepfather let go of her hair and cried out in pain. She even saw blood flow down his belly. Her mother quickly pulled her away and they couldn't bring any more belongings. Her mother just took the money from the man's wallet and they hurriedly left their house.

They ended up in Manila with nothing but themselves. Diva saw them sitting on the bench in the park. He was a gay man who still dressed like a guy but you can tell right away that he is not straight. They must have looked so pitiful because Diva went to them to give them food and interviewed them. Her mother told him the whole story.

Diva said it was a good thing that he and his boyfriend were looking for a maid so he offered her mother to work with them. They immediately agreed and she decided to also help her mother for free since she will also live with the gay couple together with her mother.

The couple's house was so big. Even though Diva is gay, he doesn't dress like a woman. He still looks like a guy but his fingers are flapping. His voice is also very gentle almost like a woman's voice.

Diva soon gave her a job as a waitress at the bar owned by his boyfriend. Many sexy dancers were dancing on the stage and she found out that some of them were going out with the customers.

The women were not forced to go with the clients. It was their choice. Going out with the customers is no longer included in their work as bar dancers. The customers of the bar are obviously wealthy because that bar is exclusive to members who paid membership fees every year.

The couple has two maids including her mother. In the morning she sleeps because she works at night as a waitress.

She did not expect that one day they would rush her mother to the hospital. It was a mild stroke. Diva paid for the hospital bill until her mother was released. Her mother could no longer move so she was always in bed.

From then on, she did not want to accept the salary given to her by her bosses as a waitress because she knew she still owed them a lot.

What still bothers her is that she has to find a physical therapist for her mother so that she will not be completely paralyzed because half of her body is still unable to move.

Diva once spoke to her intensely. She knew they seemed to be a burden to them but she didn't hear anything from the gay man who gave them shelter and food and even her mother's medicines.

"Sam, please don't take it the wrong way. I know you need money for your mother's complete recovery. A customer approached me and he was ready to pay thirty thousand every week for just one hour. You just need to dance in front of him and that's it. You don't have to give your body. All he wants is for you to dance. You also don't have to undress. You just have to tease him by dancing, " he explained at length.

"I- I can't do that," she quickly refused.

"I know and I won't force you. I'm just concerned for your mother's health. This is the answer to your prayer. You won't sell your body. You'll just dance. Don't decide now. Think about it, "Diva said smiling and even touching her on the shoulder.

She entered the room that she shared with her mother while thinking about what Diva had said. She stared at her mother. She woke up and raised one hand when she saw her. She was already having difficulty with that simple gesture.

"S-sa-mmm ... maaan..tha ..." even calling her name was difficult because her mouth was already hard to move after her stroke. The doctor said that it would return to normal when she will have her own therapist.

She quickly approached her mother. She pointed to the water on the table next to the bed. She took the glass filled with water. She first helped her mother get up so that she can drink the water. There is still a little water pouring on the side of her mother's mouth because she cannot open her mouth properly.

She wanted to cry because of her mother's pitiful condition but she stopped herself because she didn't want her mother to see her like that. She also needs to reassure her mother.

If she will just rely on her salary as a waitress, she probably wouldn't be able to get her mother treated even if she had to save for a few more years. Unless she agrees to go out with the customers and sell her body. She felt a shiver of disgust just thinking about that.

She remembered again what Diva had said. She would earn thirty thousand per week for just one hour of dancing every night. She doesn't have to give up her body. The client will just look and will never touch her body.

The man allegedly liked her when he saw her one night at the bar. He is not an exclusive customer of the bar. Diva said that the client's friend only took him one night to have some fun, that was the night he saw her at the bar.

She put her mother back to bed. She saw her immediately closed her eyes again to go back to sleep. She felt sorry for her mother's condition so she decided to accept the client's offer.

Her dancing schedule is at twelve o'clock every night. A taxi picks her up at the house of her gay boss where she and her mother are staying. She goes home after an hour and a taxi takes her home again. Her client always calls a taxi to pick her up every night. The taxi brings her every night to a condo near Diva's place.

She had been dancing for her client for five months now but she really doesn't have any clue on what his face looks like. She was expecting that her client would be an old man with a big belly. However, based on the physical posture that she can see, her client obviously takes care of his physique,

She doesn't even know his name, Diva just always calls him Mr. MC.

They also never talk so she never heard his voice. Her only job really is to dance for him and then he leaves immediately after that and lets her get dressed in the room with a small stage ready for her to dance.

There is no bed in that room. She thinks that the man has actually customized that room so that she can have a small stage where she can dance.

She did not regret her decision because the money she earned just by dancing was a big help. She was able to hire a physical therapist for her mother. Next week, they will also move to their own place because she is already ashamed to stay longer in Diva's place especially when her boss doesn't accept any amount of money from her as her share. Diva and his boyfriend even tried to convince her to just stay so she can save more money for her mother but they eventually understood her decision in the end.

They moved into a small house. It has two bedrooms and a small living room and kitchen.

The female physical therapist she hired comes to their house at eight in the morning and ends her shift at five in the afternoon. The place was quiet so she wasn't too worried every time she leaves her mother for more than an hour to dance for her client. She has seen great improvement in her mother's condition since she took professional help for her.

Every Saturday she goes to the mall to buy the things they will need at home. That's her routine. She wears the opposite when she is not dancing. Her body was always wrapped. Her favorite thing to wear is the long dress up to her heels. She knew that her clothes looked so old-fashioned but they still couldn't hide her beauty. So many people still stare at her even though she looked like an old spinster because of the way she dresses.

She was currently carrying five packs of sanitary napkins and was on her way to the cashier to get a trolley basket that could hold her purchases when suddenly someone bumped into her. The packs of napkins she was holding were already scattered on the floor. She immediately bent down to pick them up.

"Oh! I'm sorry, Miss," the man who had bumped into her apologized. He also bent down to help her pick them up.

Blushing as she took the napkin he handed her.

"It's okay. Thank you," she replied not looking at him.

"Ahm, Miss, let me help you carry those things," the man offered.

She turned to him to decline his offer. She saw that the man who stared at her face seemed stunned. She also stared at his handsome face. She thinks they are about the same age.

"It's okay," she replied.

"No, I insist," he replied and took the other packs she was carrying and accompanied her to get the trolley basket.

"Thank you," she looked at him with a smile as he placed her carry-on earlier in the basket.

The man smiled and he became even more handsome in her eyes.

"I'm Red, by the way," he introduced himself even reaching out his hand to her.

"Sam. Samantha," she replied sparingly and shook hands with him as well.

She even felt him squeeze her hand before releasing it.

"Can I ask for your number?" he smiled as if trying to make himself look cute.

She just stared at his smiling face for a long time. She was hesitant but she thought he looked kind so she agreed. He handed his phone to her so she could save her number there. Smiling she got his phone and entered her number then returned it back to him.

"Okay, I'm going to save it and put your name as Nap," his eyes glazed over looking at her.

"Nap?" she asked in astonishment.

"Short for napkins. If it weren't for those things you're carrying, I probably wouldn't have met you," he said jokingly.

"Hey! It sounds awkward," she said laughing.

"No, it's cute," he said seriously.

He looked at his watch and then looked at her.

"Oh, no! This will make my older brother angry. I'm going to call you later if it's okay? I'm leaving first because my bossy brother's eyes might have turned white while waiting for me," he laughed after saying that.

"Okay," she smiled shyly at the man as well.

He turned around but faced her again.

"Nice meeting you, Nap," his teasing eyes looked at her as he said that then hurriedly turned around and left.

She was still smiling as her gaze followed the man away.

He called in the evening around ten o'clock in the evening. He is a funny man and she was having a good time talking to him. She did not realize that it was almost eleven o'clock. She needs to prepare because she was about to dance again for Mr. M.C.

"Red, sorry if I have to say goodbye for now because I have some works to do. Can you just call me again tomorrow?" She was forced to say goodbye.

"What are you going to do at this hour?" he questioned.

"Ahm, I still need to take care of my mother. She had a mild stroke," her only reply.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear about your Mom. Okay, good night then."

"Thank you. Bye, Red. Good night," she immediately hung up the phone.

She went straight to her mother's room and arranged her blanket. She is sleeping soundly. She quickly took a shower and got dressed. She always comes out in a jacket and pants. She just brings the dress she will wear to the dance. The sexy clothes and underwear she wears are all given by Diva.

Even before the taxi arrived she was ready. Again the driver drove her to a condo. The room she goes to every night is on the 10th floor. She already has the key to the room and the man is always not there when she arrives. He is just waiting for her to ring his phone to let him know that she is ready and that would only be the time that he enters the room.

She got dressed in the bathroom. She would wear thin nighties that night. That's his request. He also often gives her things to wear for dancing. The nighties she would wear that night were given to her last night after her work. He sends her a text with his requests anytime he wants to. She had never really heard the voice of her client.

He texted her not to wear a bra. Though reluctant she complied with the client's request. The underwear that she will be wearing is a black T-back. The fabric of the white nighties was so thin that she knew her breasts would be transparent without a bra-covered.

The ones he gives her are brand new and are expensive and famous brands. She doesn't want to put on makeup so she only puts on lipsticks. She looks at herself in the mirror. Any man would be attracted to that innocent face of hers. Her healthy breasts were erect with her nipples so visible on her dress.

Her undies, on the other hand, can just cover the slit of her gem. Because she can't really see the client's face and reaction, she's not that embarrassed anymore. At first, she almost didn't want to go out of the bathroom when she was wearing such clothes but in the five months that she has always been doing that, she is getting used to it.

She immediately came out of the bathroom. She was even surprised because even before she dialed his phone number, he was already in the chair and sitting. He was obviously waiting for her.

He was again wearing the masquerade mask and a sweatshirt with a bunny print. She doesn't know how many sweatshirts he has with that design but he always wears the same design with different colors.

She swallowed hard when she went in front of him. She can also do pole dancing on that stage when she wants to. She tried it many times. The music already started as soon as she was standing on the stage.

She began to move her hips slowly. She doesn't take her eyes off him. That's what she learned from other bar dancers. They said that men prefer eye to eye contact when you seduce them. While grinding with the sexy music in the background, she could also feel her breasts bouncing up and down. The man sips the wine from the glass while staring at her.

Her hand went to her neck as she looked up. She licks her lips as her hands travel all over her body. She carefully grabbed her two breasts and squeezed them gently. She accompanied it with a sexy moan. It was Diva's advice to her to moan while dancing sometimes. She squeezed her soft breasts even more as her moan grew louder.

She looked at him and saw that the man seemed uneasy in his seat. It means that she was doing the right thing to make his night hotter.

She tempted him even more. She approached the pole and glued her throbbing jewel between her thighs. She didn't know but it seemed like that part was starting to get wet while doing what she was doing.

She held on to the pole and rubbed herself, especially the lower body on the cold pole. It's like she's having sex there.

The man scooped up all the contents of the glass and placed it on the table next to him. One of his fingers was already on his lip and was holding it while staring at what she was doing. She suddenly turned around and rubbed her leg up to both thighs.

She sat on the floor and imagined that she was trying to sit on the man's lap while grinding her boy. She saw those things in movies. She tried watching hot movies when she accepted that job offer so she would know what to do.

She lifted her hips while holding the floor with both hands. She thought it would be better for her to face the man when she did that so she stood up again and then slowly sat on the floor. She thinks of his body as she sits. She touched the floor again as her hips lifted. Eventually, her body moved as if something had penetrated inside her. She bit her lower lip as she closed her eyes and grinds slowly.

"Ungghhh ... Ohhhh ..." she moaned along with her every move.

She was already wetting her dry lips with her saliva. She could feel the heat of her body.

"Damn!"

She was startled to hear the client's voice. That was the first time she had heard his voice. His voice was hoarse and raspy.

He was still sitting while watching her. She continued dancing. She suddenly lay down on the floor. Her two thighs were raised. Again she traveled her hands all over her body. She squeezed her breasts again.

She was enjoying herself as she did that so the moans came out of her mouth automatically. She became more daring and dropped her hand to her stomach. She had never done what she would do in the five months she had been dancing in front of him. She may have been crying so hard that one of her hands slipped down and touched her jewel's hot cut.

Her body was automatically lifted when she felt her wet femininity. She knew what that meant because the dancers at the bar always talked about sex. She got up again but remained to kneel on the floor. She knew her eyes seemed to be on fire as she didn't take her gaze away from the man in front of her. She inserted her hand inside her undies.

"Ungghhh ... Ahhhh!" she couldn't help but moan when a finger touched her wet opening. Her eyes were still tightly closed to what she was doing.

She opened her eyes again when the man's chair suddenly made a noise. She could see that he was gasping in his seat. She stood up again and danced.

She let her breasts bounce as her waist swayed. She didn't even try to touch what was between her thighs. She was afraid that she could no longer control herself and suddenly put her finger inside her thing.

She just did the pole dancing until the music stopped. The music served as her timer.

She quickly left in front of the man. When she entered the bathroom, her phone suddenly rang. She read the text she received.

THAT WAS INTENSE! I JUST SENT A BONUS TO YOUR BANK ACCOUNT

MC

Her eyes widened at what she read and immediately looked at the account online. She did see there the fifty thousand he gave her as a bonus. She didn't know what to feel at that moment. She just replied to the client.

THANK YOU, MR. MC

She waited for a while if she would receive another reply from him but she did not receive anything. She got dressed right away. She will use the money for her mother's medications and monthly payments to her physical therapist.