The Honeymoon Period (The Austin Series) (11 page)

‘Minty
breath baby? You don’t usually carry tooth cleaning equipment with you. Come to
think of it, I’ve never seen you bring anything but a small bag out on a night
out.’

‘Then it’s
good for me to be mysterious and shake things up. I need to keep you interested
and from getting bored of me, don’t I?’

‘I’ll
always be interested and never be bored of you, Mia,’ he smiled as he ran his
fingers down the side of my face. ‘You’re mine as long as the sun continues to
rise.’

I closed my
eyes as his lips pressed against my temple. He always knew the right thing to
say and with such a sexy voice as well. I looked at him and bit my lip
nervously. ‘Will you promise me something, Gabe?’

‘It
depends, ask me first,’ he replied as he tilted his head to examine my face.

‘If you
don’t like your surprise please don’t get mad, you can just tell me calmly
afterwards, without getting mad or causing a scene. Ok?’

‘Christ Mia,
what is it if you think I’ll react that badly?’

‘I’m not
telling you, but I need you to promise me, please. I’ll be upset otherwise,
I’ve arranged this especially for you, to make you happy.’

‘Ok, I
promise,’ he sighed and kissed me again.

We were
interrupted to be told our taxi was ready. Gabe stood up and waited for me and
took my hand as we headed downstairs and got in.

‘Peppers,
wasn’t it love?’

‘Yes,
please.’

‘We’re
going to Peppers? You’re taking me to see women strip? That’s my surprise?’
asked Gabe looking confused.

‘Yes,
pretty much,’ I replied. Technically it wasn’t a lie, he just didn’t know one
of the stripping women was going to be me.

‘Baby I’d
much rather take you home and watch you strip and save some of my millions
while we’re at it.’

‘Firstly,
it’s not your millions. We agreed I was paying and you were on alcohol duty.
Trust me, you’ll be so turned on watching the girls strip, that when I strip
for you later, you’re going to want me so badly.’

‘I already
want you so badly, let’s go home.’ He started nuzzling my neck, going straight
for my weak spot.

‘No.’ I pushed
him away. ‘Stop trying to woo me with your ridiculously masterful knowledge of
my body’s erogenous zones. We managed five weeks, we can manage a few more
hours and I want to see what you think, what turns you on.’

‘Mia, I’m
constantly hard around you, you’re what turns me on,’ he grumbled.

‘We’re
going, my date, my rules. Honestly, what other guy would complain at his
girlfriend making him go to a strip club?’

‘I wouldn’t,
love,’ shouted the taxi driver over his shoulder and I smirked at Gabe, who
proceeded to sulk. He still tried to talk me out of it even as I paid the taxi
fare. I stepped out quickly before he took the opportunity to pay the driver
more to take us home. He followed me out reluctantly and I smiled at the
bouncers. They weren’t on duty at the times I came to practice so luckily they didn’t
recognise me. I asked Gabe to wait at the door while I paid for him to come in,
as I was doing an audition it meant I got in for free. I nodded to him and took
his hand and walked through. I looked around and saw it was so much busier than
the Thursday night that I’d been with Lexi and Milo. We headed for the bar and
I noticed Gabe didn’t even glance at the girl on stage, or the ones giving lap
dances, but squeezed my hand tightly when he saw some men looking at me. I
asked for a double Archers and lemonade and he had a single Jack Daniel’s and I
walked him over to the only spare seats around the stage, right at the top facing
the pole, and he looked at me surprised when he saw the ‘Reserved for Mia Page’
sign on the table.

‘Mia
seriously, this must’ve cost you some money, please let me at least go halves.’

‘No. Now
watch the blonde who’s up there and tell me what you think,’ I said as I nervously
knocked my drink back and shuddered as it warmed the back of my throat.

‘I can
watch her baby, but I’ll be imagining it’s you up there,’ he said without
taking his eyes of me.

‘Really?
You think it’d be hot for me to do something like that for you?’

‘Most
definitely Mia, I’m hard again at the thought of it. Please can we go and do it
for real at home?’ he asked as he moved in to kiss my neck again. I looked at
my watch, it was quarter past eleven and I needed to be ready by half past.

‘Let’s just
give it half an hour now I’ve paid. I need to go to the loo anyway, my tummy suddenly
feels funny, so don’t worry if I’m a bit longer than usual.’ I grabbed my bag
and headed towards the toilets and looked back to see he was watching me. I
opened the door and went in, waited a while and opened it carefully to see he
was fiddling with his phone instead of watching the stage. I let out a happy sigh
with a smile, sometimes he was so sweet. I hurried out and across to the
employee only section and gave them my name and they let me into the back. I
went straight to the dressing room to find Cindy waiting impatiently for me.

‘Shit Mia,
you’re cutting it fine. I thought you’d bailed on me.’

‘After all
the work we’ve put in, you must be joking.’ I kissed both of her cheeks. ‘I’m
just worried he’s going to go nuts.’

‘Nuts with
lust. Quick, get your dress off and we can put your outfit over the top, straighten
your hair and put more eye makeup on.’ I undid my dress and hung it on the back
of the chair and stood in my underwear, stockings and boots. ‘Damn Mia, these
workouts have done you good, your body looks great. Do you have your pasties
on?’

‘Shit no, they’re
in my bag, I tried them and they kept falling off. I can’t go totally topless
Cindy, I’m not ready for that.’

‘Get them
out, I can fix them on with special adhesive, this stuffs the bomb,’ she
smiled. I passed them to her and she coated them and told me to lift my breasts
out of my bra cups, then she applied them for me, cupping my breast as her
other hand secured the pasties on.

‘Christ,
not only am I stripping, but I’ve just had the closest I’ll get to a lesbian
experience,’ I giggled and she laughed.

‘You’ve got
my number if you change your mind on the whole guy thing,’ she winked and helped
me put on the skirt and top.

‘Thanks
Cindy, but I’m madly in love with that guy out there. I still find it amazing
that you dance for men.’

‘It’s all
about the money, honey. Close your eyes, I just need a minute to put on some
fake lashes and more eye shadow.’ When she was done we put on the accessories
and I applied my gloss and Cindy stood me in front of the full length mirror. ‘What
do you think?’

‘Looks
good,’ I nodded.

‘I think he’ll
blow his load when he sees you like this.’

‘He’ll blow
something,’ I stated with confidence. I studied my reflection in the mirror, my
eyes looked amazing with extra-long lashes and the black liner all the way
around, my hair was straight, full and gleaming. I had on the tightest and shortest
leather skirt I’d ever seen with a zip up the side. There was a gap from the
top of my stockings to the base of the skirt which just covered my knickers at
the back. I’d a black tie shirt with the buttons undone to below my bra and
tied at the waist, showing off my stomach and new diamond piercing. What really
took it to the next level was a thin black dog collar with buckle and d rings
and thick buckled pair of black leather studded handcuffs with a break in the
chains so I could move my hands freely on the pole. When Cindy placed the whip
in my hand, I looked every inch the sexy dominatrix. I twirled and looked from
every angle, I liked it.

‘Ok Mia,
you’re on in five,’ called a voice from behind us.

‘O shit,
Cindy,’ I moaned, my eyes wide with sudden panic.

‘Mia, you
can do this. You nailed it every time and I bet knowing he’s watching you’re
going to make it even sexier. Focus on him and forget all about the others. You’re
not going to be naked, so it’s no different to a normal dance performance.’

I turned as
I heard my phone go off and grabbed it out of my bag.

Baby are
you ok? You’ve been in there for ages x

I’ll be
out in less than five minutes, I’m fine I promise x

At least I wasn’t
lying. Cindy took my hand and led me to the stage door. ‘Remember, focus on him
Mia and you’ll do great,’ she squeezed my hand and pushed me toward a petite
blonde who checked me over and led me to a recessed gap in the back drop of the
stage.

‘Once the lights
go out, get in position on that x honey. Good luck.’

I looked up
at the ceiling. What the hell was I thinking doing this? I must be crazy, but
that seemed to be the story of my life since I moved here, nothing was normal.
I heard a noise and saw the back of the stage go dark and an x on the floor
glowing. I took a deep breath and stepped out and stood on it, my back to the
audience, legs parted and held the whip in two hands, hooked behind my upper
back and wished Lexi was with me for support. I shook my head and shoulders to
loosen up and reminded myself that it was no different to dancing on stage at
school, or up on the podium in my school girl outfit, except a bit more breast
would be on display.

I heard the
music start then suddenly the stage was illuminated, and as I looked at my
shadow on the backdrop, I heard wolf whistles going around the room and
wondered if Gabe was looking, or if he’d even twigged it was me. I’d chosen
Britney Spears, “I’m A Slave 4 U” as it seemed appropriate given my growing
love for mild bondage play and how I was hopelessly addicted to Gabe. I caught
the beat and swayed my hips as I went down then slowly straightened up, my
stomach churning as I turned, released and cracked the whip and did a sultry
stroll past the pole to the front of the stage. I was deafened by the whooping
and hollering from the crowds of guys who I avoided looking at. I just needed
to remember I was doing this for Gabe.

As I did a
couple of stomach rolls, I dared to look at him. He was on the edge of his
seat, elbows on his knees with his mouth wide open and the look on his face was
a mixture of hot carnal lust and pure fury, which turned me on so quickly. I
parted my lips and licked them and mouthed to the music ‘
I’m I slave for you’
as I cracked the whip at him and moved my hips. I saw him grasp his crotch and
adjust himself, so I winked before dropping the whip at the side of the stage
and walking away, undoing my shirt and slowly teasing it off as I looked over
my shoulder then flung it, before turning and striding back as I unzipped my
skirt and threw it and a roar went up.

When I did
the straddle splits and crawled forwards on my hands, I thought he was going to
have a heart attack. I was really feeling the music and lost myself in it as I
did a backwards roll and sat back on my heels parting my knees. I closed my
eyes, titled my head back and opened my mouth as I ran my hands over my body
lingering on my breasts and crotch, then opened them and looked straight at him.
I couldn’t tell what his expression was trying to tell me as I stood, turned
and reached for the pole. I grabbed it and swung myself around and climbed it
and worked through the routine Cindy had spent so long working on with me. I
could feel the testosterone in the air, hear the men swearing and whistling and
soaked it in. I felt so powerful and in control, I was doing things to them and
they could do absolutely nothing to me.

As I did a
graceful dismount from the pole and started walking to the front of the stage,
I locked eyes with Gabe as I started undoing the blue ribbons holding my bra
together at the front. He bolted up right and shook his head furiously at me, as
I carried it out amidst the noise of all the other excited guys. I took a deep
breath and pulled it off, praying Cindy had stuck those nipple tassels on
firmly, and threw it at him. He glared at me as he caught it and the crowd went
crazy, but despite his obvious anger, I could see his desperate need to fuck me
oozing out of every pore. I went down into side splits again and crawled
forwards right to the edge of the stage and slid my knees forward raising my
bottom and blew him a kiss, with a wink as the music stopped and cheers went
around the room. His eyes were so dark and his forehead creased and fists
bunched up as he stood and quickly looked at the other guys leaning over the
edge of the stage waving notes at me. I quickly got up and ignored them all and
sashayed my way back stage, covering my breasts. I went through the gap to the
backstage area and Cindy was waiting jumping up and down clapping. My legs went
to jelly and I dropped to sit on the steps.

‘O my God
Mia, I watched on the screen. You were
sensational
, you’re such a good
dancer and you’ve come on so well on that pole. The guys are going crazy out
there.’

‘I know
mine was, he looked
furious
Cindy.’

‘He’ll get
over it,’ she laughed with a flick of her wrist, I wasn’t so sure. ‘I’ll give
you a copy of the recording so you can watch it back yourself. One of the girls
is collecting up your tips if you want to hang around? Mike will want to talk
to you after that. He’ll want to book you as a regular, I guarantee it.’