01. Somewhere in Kansas
"Gentlemen, let's give a warm welcome to a club favorite here at Uncle Henry's," the voice blasted across the strip club. "Everybody give it up for... Dorothy!!"
The leggy brunette in the short gingham skirt took the burst of hoots and cheers as her cue and she energetically stepped out from behind the curtain. She broke into her well rehearsed routine right away as she moved up the catwalk. There was a large crowd tonight and she knew that she was the main reason that there were so many men in the club.
Dorothy had been stripping at ‘Uncle Henry's' for over a year now, ever since she had run away from home at the age of eighteen to escape her controlling parents. She had hitchhiked across the Kansas countryside until she had come across the club and immediately was hired on by the owner. Her innocent face and her gorgeous body made her a quick club favorite. The body that her mother had made her cover up with bulky clothes was made for stripping.
Dorothy was a tall girl, almost six feet tall, and had very sexy long legs. Her best asset and biggest crowd pleasers were her breasts. She was very well endowed with a pair of e-cup breasts (much to the dismay of her flat chested mother). HEr breasts were large but there was almost no sag to them. She had been a late bloomer and hadn't really filled out until she was almost seventeen.
She was easily the best looking girl in the club and now she was beginning to think that it was time for her to move on to something bigger. She was pulling down huge amounts of cash every night stripping, but she knew that she could be making way more doing photo shoots for porno mags or even getting into the film industry. Even as she was dancing on the stage right now, her mind was thinking of the plane tickets in her dressing room. She hadn't told anyone yet, but tonight was going to be her last night at ‘Uncle Henry's'. Tomorrow she was going to be soaking up the sun in Los Angeles and moving onto bigger things.
Dorothy knelt down and pushed her huge breasts into the face of one the club regulars. She felt his fingers slip into her pantie's waistband as he stuck a twenty into them. She pulled away, leaving the man with a wide grin on his face.
She finished her set and slipped back behind the curtain. She was surprised to see that Henry, the club owner was waiting for for her in her dressing room. He was itching Toto, her little black terrier pup, behind the ears.
"I told you that you can't keep bringing this little guy in here," Henry said as the little dog leaned into his hand. "Having naked women in the place is one thing, but the health department wouldn't be too happy if they found him running around the bar."
"You know that I don't let him out of my room. Any ways, it won't happen again. I promise."
"All right. By the way, that was another great show tonight, Dorothy," the large man said as he rose up from her chair. "It seems like we're gettin' more guys in here every weekend and they're all trying to get an eyeful of you. If this keeps up, we just might have to build a bigger club!"
Dorothy bent over her vanity to checkout her makeup. "Yeah, Henry. That sounds great. Glad to hear that you're doing so well thanks to me."
"Heh heh... You don't have to sound so sore, Honey. I know that you're not exactly having to watch your pennies with all the tips you get every night." He could see Dorothy's smile in the mirror. "Speaking of which, I've got a guy out there who was interested in getting a little one-on-one time with you in the privacy room."
"I don't know, Henry... I'm feelin' kind of beat tonight. I think that I might just slip out of here and head home since I'm done for the evening."
Henry moved towards the door. "All right, I'll have to tell him you left for the night. Shame, though... This guy must have really wanted to meet you. He told me to give you this up front." Henry pulled a five hundred dollar bill out of his pants pocket and showed it to Dorothy before he tucked it back into his pocket. "Too bad..."
Dorothy quickly moved across the room and got to Henry before he left the room. "You know, Henry," she said as she slid her hand into Henry's front pants pocket, "Suddenly, I'm not feeling quite so tired." Her fingers brushed against Henry's erection in his pants as she grabbed the bill. "I think that I just might have enough time to meet your generous friend."
"That's my girl," the man said with a grin as he lead her out of the dressing room.
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Dorothy was pleasantly surprised to find that Henry's generous was actually a pretty attractive looking guy, unlike most of the club's clientele. She couldn't count the number of lap dances she had given in the last year to overweight rednecks who apparently hadn't learned what a bathtub was yet.
To the contrary, this guy was looking pretty good in his business suit and definitely knew what a bath was. Dorothy didn't recognize the scent of his cologne but the scent was definitely one of the better scents she had come across. His hair was cut short, very business like, and he had a five o'clock shadow. He was probably unwinding after a hard day at the bank or the law firm or where ever he was making big bucks, Dorothy thought to herself. Not many of the club's client el could afford five hundred dollar lap dances.
Dorothy led the man to the couch in the privacy room as she pulled the curtain closed behind her. As he sat down, she ran her hands along the tops of his legs and skimmed close to the bulge of his cock. "So, what's your name, handsome?"
"Richard," the man said in a cool, calm voice.
Dorothy could tell that this wasn't his first lap dance, though she'd never seen him at the club before. "Richard, hmmm," Dorothy said as she sat down on his lap, feeling his bulge against the crack of her ass. "Anybody every call you Dick, Richard?"
"Sure. You can call me Dick if you want, beautiful."
Dorothy pushed her ass against his lap. "I think I will then. I just like Dick, you know, Dick?"
"Yeah, I know." As he said this, the man spread his legs a little wider, giving Dorothy a little more room to work.
"I haven't seen you around here before. Are you new in town?"
"I'm just blowing through town, actually. I thought that I'd stop in for a drink, but when I saw your performance out there, I knew that I couldn't leave without a little bit more."
