It had been a month since I met Dylan. I couldn't believe that I had given a blowjob for her, swallowed another man's cum and then after she got me off, she had me thrown out of the strip club. I can still remember the look in her eyes while I was being removed. It made me want her even more. On the drive home, I regained my composure and decided it was a onetime thing that would never happen again.
I was still fantasizing about Dylan and her beautiful body, but I knew that I couldn't let myself go back and see her again. She has just too much control over me and I need to stay in control.
I was pleased with my self control. It was Friday and I was looking forward to a date I had that night. I hadn't dated since my divorce a year ago, but my friend, Rob, had set me up with his wife's friend, Kristen.
When I got to work, I retrieved my email and saw one with only the name Dylan. I froze for a moment, not opening it, and then closed my office door before opening the email. It read:
Hi Steve,
I've really missed you at the club. It was such a fun time the last time you were here I would have thought you would have been back by now. I'm sorry for having you kicked out, but it seemed like a fun thing to do. I hope you're not too mad. I do have a proposition for you. I hope you can stop by the club tonight to hear it.
Love ya,
Dylan
Her email seemed innocent, but I knew that Dylan was anything but innocent. How did Dylan get my work email address? I know I didn't give it to her. Then it dawned on me. When she made me go out into the alley to give the man a blowjob, she took my wallet so she would know that I didn't use the ATM. She must have taken a business card from it. My heart beat a little faster wondering what else she knows about me. I know I can't see Dylan again so after composing myself, I sent her a brief response:
Hi Dylan,
I had a great time with you last month. Thanks for all the fun. However, I need to move on. Take care,
Steve
I wondered what her response would be and I didn't have to wait long. About five minutes later, I got a message that said:
That's OK. Best of luck to you.
While I was relieved, it didn't seem like Dylan to just drop it like that. As the day went on though, I stopped thinking about her and started thinking about my date with Kristen. Then I received another email from Dylan:
Sorry to bug you again, Steve, but could you give me your ex-wife's email address. I'm sure she'd love to see the video I attached. Or I could just get it from one of your co-workers. I was looking through the company directory and could ask anyone you work with. By the way, I'm very impressed with your position of VP. It's fun to bring powerful men down. Maybe you could come to the club tonight and give me your ex's email address so I don't have to ask around.
When I played the video it was security camera footage of the alley. You could tell it was me entering the alley with another man. He had lead me directly in front of the camera and while it wasn't a typical hardcore video, it was plain to see that I went down on my knees in front of another man, was moving my head as he leaned back, then after several minutes he handed me some money and we departed. Anyone watching would know that I sucked his cock for money. I took a moment and wrote back to Dylan:
Dylan,
Please don't do this. I can't stop by tonight, but I'll stop by the club tomorrow night and we can talk this over.
Just minutes later, I received her response:
If you are not here by 8:00pm with a smile on your face, I will have no other choice but to send this video to several people in your company. You will have no further correspondence from me. I hope to see you soon, but you know what will happen if I don't.
I knew I had to break my date with Kristen and show up at Centerfold's so Dylan wouldn't expose me. I told Kristen that I had to leave suddenly to attend to some business out of town, which technically wasn't a lie, but wasn't the complete truth either. I was still hoping to have a chance with her if I could get rid of Dylan. I went home and got ready to go to the club. On the drive, I started off fuming at the fact that Dylan would blackmail me and ruin my night with Kristen, but the further I drove, I started feeling excited about seeing Dylan again.
When I arrived at the club at 7:30, I composed myself outside, remembering that Dylan said I needed to be there by 8:00 with a smile on my face. I went inside and paid the doorman. Right when I turned around, I saw Dylan who was racing up to me and gave me a huge hug. I remembered just why I was as attracted to her as she pressed her sexy body tightly against mine. She whispered in my ear that we needed to talk and then took my hand and led me to a booth hidden in the corner.
Dylan cuddled up to me and her hand started rubbing my crotch under the table. A waitress came over with a couple drinks that we had not ordered. Dylan told me that she remembered I liked Jack and Cokes and had told her to bring them. I reached for my wallet, but the waitress said that all my drinks were on the house tonight. After I thanked her, she walked away and I wondered what was going on.
"I'm sorry I had to lure you in here this way," Dylan said with a mischievous look on her face. "But tonight is the only night I knew I could do this. The club manager is on vacation and the lead bouncer is off tonight. We can have some fun without anyone in charge knowing. I know you love excitement and I'll make it worth your time. You are going to love this."
I was intrigued and really had no choice but to keep listening, so I sipped the drink that Dylan ordered for me and nodded for her to continue.
"Well, I've picked out five girls here, Crystal, Savannah, Talia, Candy and Amber," Dylan continued as she pointed out each one as she said their name. "One of them is going to fuck you tonight if you're willing to play along."
It took me a few moments to register what Dylan was saying, knowing there must be a catch in there. The look on her face was turning me on so much though. I loved how she was snuggled up against me, rubbing my crotch, she could feel me growing as she spelled out the reward. I looked into her sexy eyes and asked, "What is the catch?"