"Tell you what bud, I need a fucking drink! Hey, let's go down to that titty bar we passed on the way up here." Scott shouted, while throwing his gear in the back of Alex's truck.
"Sure, but you got first round. I literally had to drag your drunk ass out of bed for this storm call. You owe me." Alex said.
"Fair enough! Let's roll!" Scott said, roaring with joy.
Alex and Scott worked as linemen for a power company. Being pulled hours, or states, away to fix whatever power line mother nature seemed fit to break is just part of the job. This was their last night up state, before heading back home.
As Alex pulled into the parking lot of Club Leather it was clearly slow night by any gentlemens club standards. A barrel chested bouncer stopped them at the entrance.
"Twenty dollar cover gentlemen." The bouncer said in a two packs a day for twenty years gravelly voice.
"A cover for a titty bar?" Scott said with a chuckle. "Big cities man, nickel and dime you every step of the goddamn way." The bouncer took their money and gave them each two drink tokens.
"You gentlemen enjoy your night." Finally letting them pass. The club was as dead as they suspected, but louder than a construction site. The music blared, drowning out any conversation below a yell. A lone dancer idly walking around a pole on center stage, with a look of disdain plastered across her face, spotted the guys and shook her bare chest in their direction. A handful of older men were spread around the club, few with dancers draped across their laps, others just enjoying a drink and seeing some tits.
As Alex and Scott make their way to the bar, the bartender is already waiting for them.
"What can I get you?" She yelled over the loud music.
"Two jack and cokes." Scott yelled back, sliding her his two drink tokens.
"This place is almost sad." Alex said.
"What do you expect, it's a Wednesday at six. No one is going to be here for at least three more hours. Here" Scott said, handing Alex his drink. The first sip was pure Jack Daniels; the guys both let out a "Ohhh weee." at the same time.
"Bottoms up!" Alex shouts, raising his glass to cheer Scott. They both down their drinks in unison. Alex turns back to the bar, pushing his two drink tokens over. "Two more, please." She gives him a wide grin and began pouring. The song finally ended and Alex recognizes the song starting up next as Adenilize by In This Moment.
"Gentlemen, pop a couple of those heart meds and put away the viagra, you won't be needing it as I bring out the lovely, the sinister, queen of the damned Miss Lilith." The DJ announces to the mostly dead room.
The music drops, the bass vibrating the floor under Alex's feet. Lilith struts on stage, her silhouette rear light by a dew stage lights. Wrapping her legs around the pole, her head flings back as she slowly spins. The bright silhouette of her arching back slowly moves into Alex's view. He found himself enthralled and aroused by her movements. Her hips bouncing back side to side when the music punctuates. The way her shadowy hands slide, and accent every curve of her naked silhouette. His cock grew stiff as he watched.
The stage lights blazed on as the song reached a climax. Lilith's tattooed adorn body arching backwards on the pole, almost as if she's basking in the stage lights. Pink nipples tipped heavy round breasts, crowned by a stag skull tattoo stretching from shoulder to shoulder. Her porcelain hourglass figure, tone and tight, showed every muscle as she danced. Her ass bounced with a turn of her hip, stepping around the pole. Long blonde hair, almost hiding the wings tattooed on her back, swings freely as she danced. Finally seeing her face Alex recognizes her instantly.
