Wednesday near the end of the month was the slowest night at the Gingerbread House. Most monthly pensions and Government sources paid out in the first week of the month, so money for $10. beers was limiting enough, but $10.00 dances was asking too much.
Shylo was on time for once, having arrived with Simone. Security consisted of Cathy out front, and Jimmy Rodriguez, who was working early in the week, for some extra money on nights when he could be home by 2 or 3 in the morning, instead of 4 or 5 on a weekend.
Jimmy and Andria had two kids, in rapid order, and she was just showing for their third. They were ready to move out from Mom's house, just across from the Pizza Palace that she owned, but the area was expensive, therefore...more work!
"How is my favorite Army Captain doing?" Shylo asked Cathy, but she knew from the glow and the smile that it was a good first date.
"Oh my God Shylo!" you didn't tell me that he was so good in bed! He had me screaming inside of 3 minutes, and that was with his tongue. He barely let me catch my breath, and he was pounding my veejay, like it was a snare drum! I have never cum so hard!" Cathy insisted.
The four men that she was carding stopped talking among themselves, as their chins dropped, then Cathy realized that she had a room full of attentive patrons.
"Sorry Gentlemen. It was inappropriate of me to talk about my sex life, my apologies," she offered, unnecessarily.
One of them hooted a cheer, "Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!" as the Greeter led them to their table.
"He is most def. a great fuck, but I sent him your way to get you back in the saddle on your own, not just to enjoy that stiff cock of his!" Shylo confessed. "I expect you to push forward, and be forceful in getting the sex that you deserve. Don't forget that you retired a Captain, and he is only a Lieutenant."
"What does that have to do with anything, Shylo?" Cathy wondered.
"If his tongue seems to be faltering, you can use your command authority, and push him just a bit further!" Shylo replied as she pushed into the main room.
Cathy didn't say a word as she buzzed her friend past security. Her usual focus was gone, while she was thinking of the things she could get Jack to do to her body. "If you think you're hungry now, soldier, you better get munching, cause I'm going to be sucking this dick until I get at least one more serving!" Cathy ran through their next encounter, while it was fresh in her imagination.
Sid Steward was sitting with two other gentlemen from the senior living facility where he resided.
"There's my girl!" Sid shouted, causing one man to spill a little bit of his beer. "Hurry up child, it's near our nap time!"
Shylo pulled her blouse up, to reveal her tits.
"I'll hurry Grandpa, but hold back your horses!" Shylo teased her favorite customer, as she hustled to the change room.
Carol didn't work during the week anymore, so the 'Stage Manager' was the senior stripper.
Chyanne was new to the business, and only 19, so Shylo was 'in charge'.
She was not surprised to find that her junior associate was already there, and was dressed very nicely in a sequined floral halter top and a bright red mini skirt, over thigh high stockings that seemed to be held up by faith alone.
"Shylo, I don't know if I can dance for that creepy old man!" Chyanne cried the moment she lay eyes on her.
"You are getting yourself worked up for nothing girlfriend, Sid is as gentle a man as you would want, and I bet his friends are just as sweet as can be," Shylo instructed the young filly. "You can stand back and let me entertain them, but you will have to get used to the fact that old men like you too."
Shylo quickly changed into her outfit for the night and hurried back out to the main room.
There was no DJ on Wednesday, so the single bartender ran a canned version that repeated every four hours.
"Who's birthday is it today Sid?" Shylo asked. "I know it's not yours!"
"Fred is 86 today, funny you should ask," Sid responded with his beautiful smile.
"Should I put this on your account Sid?" Shylo asked as she set up her platform next to Fred.
"No, honey, I'll cover my own vices thank you! Now let's get snapping, Family Feud is over at Nine, and all of my Ladies are going to be looking for me," Fred informed his young entertainer.
Shylo checked the clock at the bar and saw that it was just five past eight.
"How did you get here Sid baby?" Shylo asked, while she stepped up to her station.
"I paid one of the Nursing Assistants 50 bucks to drop us off, but I was sworn to secrecy, so I'm passing that on to you," Sid replied as he called Simone over to get another pitcher.
Shylo rotated to the music, enjoying a little Phil Collins as she squeezed her breasts together for Fred to see how perfect they were.
Fred got in close, but Shylo didn't mind. The back room would have been better for this degree of intimacy, but she couldn't leave Chyanne on her own, and the main floor always had to have at least one dancer.
Simone brought Shylo a lightly spiked fruit juice and dropped down five shooters.
"Someone still loves me here," Sid shouted while taking Simone into his arms and onto his lap. He looked a bit like a pedophile since Simone was only 21, but she knew that Sid was a dear friend of Shylo and the father of the owner. In fact, Sid had opened the Gingerbread House, and put his son through college to run the place, and his daughter went on to become a Plastic Surgeon in Los Angeles.
"I called Ben, per his instructions, and he said, "Happy birthday Jerome, or Paul or Conrad, or whoever has his birthday today, and he offers this round in a way of apology for not being here," Simone reported as she dropped off the round.
"Thanks Sim, can Fred lick some, off of your nipples?" he asked, straight faced, then broke into a roar when Simone had to look over at Shylo, to see if her leg was being pulled.
"He almost had you girl!" Shylo laughed as she picked up her shot.
Shylo shot it back, then shook a few drops on both of her nipples, and offered them to the birthday boy.
Fred didn't make it to 80 by being slow, in fact he quickly decided that an offer to lick, included the holding of the prize in his shaky hands.
Jimmy walked into the main room, just as Fred started lapping on Shylo's jugs. He did a double take, then turned around and went back out to the front, probably to let Karen know that everyone should be notified whenever Sid was in the house.
The next song was affectionately called 'the pussy song' because we showed our breasts on the first one and our pussy on the second.
Shylo rose up for the tune, but wagged her index finger in Fred's face.
"That's all the touching you're going to get from me Sweety, I'm in charge now, so enjoy, but don't touch."
Shylo motioned for Chyanne to come over and sit with the patrons. It was good practice to make them feel at home, and worthy of everyone's attention.
"Who's going to be sucking your dick tonight Sid?" Shylo shocked Chyanne with the bold question, especially with the way Shylo was bending deep and giving Fred an eyeful of her derriere, spreading her cheeks for full disclosure.
"I've got my eye on a new girl, so I have to play it smooth," Sid responded, as if they were talking about walking the dog.
Sid was enjoying Shylo's tits, but he grabbed a cane and prodded Fred to move him back a little.
"She's not a dog, Fred! If you want to know what she ate for dinner last night, you're going to have to stop sniffing her ass and ask her!" Sid lamented.
Fred sat back, with a huge smile. "I'm ready for Mrs. Lancaster," he sighed.
"Shylo, you're better than a blue pill and no headache after," Sid sang out and the other two echoed his cheers as Shylo spread her vagina lips so that the three octogenarians would have something inspiring to think about tonight, after Steve Harvey got the ladies worked up.
After the dance, Sid introduced his buddies to Chyanne, and she let herself forget that these men wanted to see her naked.
"How long have you been dancing Sweet Thing," Sid asked the perky young brunette.
"This is my first night, professionally," Chyanne explained with a cute blush.
"And what is your ambition, in regard to stripping?" Sid asked, rather boldly.
"Umm, Umm, well I wasn't too smart in school, so as soon as I was 18 I tried using the internet, with cameras and such, but it cost so much to start, and doesn't really pay for a long time, so I needed more money,... and, well,... Here I am!"
Chyanne proved to be better at disclosing her soul to strangers than showing her tits, but she looked like a slow and steady learner.
"Chyanne, I'm going to ask you a very personal question," Sid began, but Shylo cut him off, "She's new Sid..."
"Don't worry Shylo, I think she can handle it," Sid replied, looking straight at his friend.
"Chyanne,... Would you suck Old Fred's dick, until he cums, for 10 thousand dollars?" Sid now looked into the eyes of the younger girl.
Shylo looked like she wanted to say something, but she held off, curious of what the new girl would say or do.
After a long pause Chyanne spoke. "Can I use a condom?"
Sid roared, and slapped his knee. "She'll be alright, but there's a group over there Honey, and they don't have a beautiful girl to look at, so..."
"I should see if they want company?" Chyanne finished Sid's sentence, but she didn't look too sure of herself.
"You should make eye contact with the man on the left, he's the Alpha Male," Sid instructed. "Smile at him, as if his being here brings you joy, and if he doesn't say anything, then ask if everyone has what they need, but keep looking directly at him, unless someone else speaks up."
"Thank you Sid," Chyanne replied as she stood.
"A kiss is always nice too, costs you nothing, and some men love it. Watch to see if he smells you, when you dip in close," Sid prompted her.
Chyanne then did just the right thing, and slowly leaned in to Sid, and planted her lips on the side of his face, while Sid smelled her floral perfume.
She stopped herself only a few paces away and turned back with a parting question. "How do I know which one is the Alpo man?"
Fred spewed some beer out of his nose and started choking, but Sid didn't miss a beat.
"It's always the one that the other's look at, while he only looks for what he wants," Sid explained. "With a little practice, you will be able to figure it out in seconds."
Chyanne followed her instructions to the letter, and soon they were laughing and ordering drinks, while one of the guys went a few tables over to grab a stripping platform for their new best friend.
