June 26th
Stevie sat down on the edge of her bed, taking a sip of her white wine she'd poured earlier, fixing the hem of the figure-hugging dress she was wearing, biting her lip debating whether she was brave enough to go out in an outfit so short.
She was heading out to a club with Kim, a pornstar that she had only met a week ago and Alana a makeup artist who had helped get her ready for a porn shoot she had starred in just a few days ago. Just thinking about it was enough to make Stevie's head spin, she'd gone from a shy wallflower, the quiet girl in her friend group to starring in a porn scene where she blew four black guys, in just over a week.
Sitting there thinking about it she shook her head, as she took another sip of her wine, snapping out of her thoughts as her phone beeped with a text message.
Kim: Where outside, get your ass down here x
Stevie: On my way
Standing up, fixing the hem of her dress once more, she finished her wine and checked herself in the mirror. Stevie had to admit it, she felt great in the outfit that Kim had picked for her the tight fitting blue bodycon dress, hugged her 32c breasts, showing the top of her cleavage but tight enough to not risk falling down and whilst it was short, it clung to her thighs showing off the curves of her hips and her ass. Taking a breath, whispering to herself, "You can do this," she stepped away from the mirror, grabbing her bag and headed downstairs to the waiting taxi.
Smiling as she saw the Uber parked outside, she climbed into the backseat of the car, careful to keep her dress down, blushing as she was greeted by the shrieks of Kim from the front passenger seat, "Ohhhhh my god! Stevie I knew that dress would look absolutely smoking on you!"
Always struggling with compliments, Stevie smiled, "Oh my god stop," giggling as she turned smiling at Alana who smiled back and whispered, "She is right you do look great."
Eager to move the focus off her, Stevie responded, "Are we going to this club or what?" Which triggered another whoop out of Kim, yelling, "Yeah we are bitch, let's go driver!" Giggling looking back at Stevie and Alana as she did.
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Ten minutes later, Stevie looked out the window of the Uber as they pulled up outside of a busy club, looking at the queue as it stretched down the block, her heat racing, like it always did when she was nervous, at the thought of stepping out the Uber in front of all these people in the tiny dress she was wearing.
Hesitating she watched as Kim got out of the car, a huge smile on her face as every head in the queue turned in her direction. Kim was wearing a dress if you could call it that, was more of a loin cloth. It hung around her neck and then draped down her curvaceous body, barely covering her large breasts and ended barely at the bottom of her ass, you could see her cheeks when she walked. Stevie watched on enviously at how stunning and confident she looked.
Still froze in the back of the car she heard the door behind her close and looked on as Alana followed behind Kim towards the front of the queue. She'd only met her recently when she was doing her make-up but she certainly didn't look like a make-up artist today. She was wearing a body con dress, that hugged her figure, showing off the curves of her ass and big tits that Stevie hadn't noticed when she was doing her make up, it had one shoulder off, showed lots of cleavage too, she looked incredible.
Stevie knew she couldn't delay any longer as she saw Kim waving for her to hurry up, taking a breath once more, she opened the door of the Uber, saying bye to the driver as she did and stepped out, feeling the eyes of the crowd on her as she did. Fixing the hem of her dress, feeling so conscious, she hastily started her walk towards Kim and Alana.
Now Stevie had been to clubs before, but she'd never been the kind of girl to skip the queue, she was the quiet type who queued up and waited her turn. Her cheeks flushed, feeling the eyes of the crowd on her, wondering who she was, why she was going straight to the front and Stevie couldn't help but think the same.
Keeping her focus on Kim, she sighed in relief as Kim waved to her and led the way past the muscle-bound doorman, giggling as she shouted back towards her and Alana, "Dream girls do not queue!"
Walking into the dimly lit club Stevie looked around, feeling as if the crowds parted as the trio walked in, Kim out front, a huge smile on her face lapping up the attention, occasionally stopping to hug people.
The heavy base of the music felt as if it vibrated through her whole body as she smiled, hugging people as Kim introduced her to people, it was all a whirlwind as she stood in the VIP section of the club with a glass of champagne, she'd never lived this life before but she had to admit she was enjoying it.
After a little while and several glasses of champagne and a couple of shots than Alana had insisted on having, Stevie was certainly starting to feel the effects, she was enjoying guys attention more and more but not being a big drinker, she felt herself a little wobbly on her feet. She reached over to Alana shouting into her ear over the music, "I'm going to get some water, I'll be right back." Alana nodded in her direction and then kept on dancing with a guy who had joined them in the VIP section.
Carefully having to navigate the crowds now, not as easy without Kim leading the way Stevie worked her way over to the bar, leaning over the bar oblivious due to not normally wearing dresses so short that it was riding up and showing the bottom of her ass, she sighed in frustration as she couldn't get the bartenders attention.
Suddenly she felt someone standing next to her who shouted over the music, "Let me!" before they whistled and the bartender turned and walked over to Stevie and the stranger. Ordering her water, she then turned to see thank you to the stranger, her mouth fell open stunned before she could say anything.
Looking up, she looked into Tom's eyes as he looked down at her, Stevie then muttered, "Er.......Tom......I.......er.....thanks."
Smiling that friendly killer smile that Stevie always liked he leant down speaking into her ear, "It's ok, it's the least I can do, I was kind of a dick last time we spoke."
Stevie stood froze not used to feeling him so close, he smelt incredible as she listened to him but she couldn't quite hear him over the music as she looked up at him, a confused look on her face and mouth, "What?"
Without saying anything else Tom grabbed Stevie's hand and started to lead her through the crowds, she didn't say anything just followed behind him, still a little unsteady on her feet. Working through the crowds and through a few doors suddenly she found herself outside as she looked up at Tom, "Where are we?"
Tom smiled that killer smile of his at her, standing facing her he was wearing black dress pants and a white shirt, he looked so hot, "Don't worry I know the guy who owns this place, this is the alley behind the club, staff tend to have their breaks out here."
Blushing as she suddenly realised how she was dressed and feeling very self-conscious suddenly she played with the hem of her dress and then pulled it up to ensure her breasts stayed in place, "Oh OK, I...er...."
Interrupting her Tom stepped closer to her, "Don't say anything Stevie, I need to say sorry I was a dick when you told me you were leaving and I'm sorry."
Not sure what to say as she looked up at him, suddenly feeling like the shy wall flower that had walked into his office when she first moved to LA, she managed to mumble back, "It's OK."
Tom continued, "It's not OK Stevie, you were great around the office, always in, always on time, I shouldn't have acted like that, it's not the kind of boss I want to be."
Stevie blushing a little, smiled shyly, "You were a good boss Tom and I liked working for you it was just...er....an opportunity come up."
Laughing with her at her comment, Tom smiled, "See even that, I didn't even ask what job you got, who stole you away from me huh?"
Her cheeks burning even redder now, taking a sip of her water, her mouth suddenly feeling very dry as she tried to figure out what to say, opening her mouth but no words coming out, she was relieved as Tom spoke again, "You know what, it doesn't even matter, because there is some good that can come from you leaving."
Looking up into his piercing eyes as he stepped closer to her again, she watched as his hand reached up and stroked her cheek, his body inches from hers now her breath quickening, smelling his incredible scent again as he spoke, "Our company has a very strict relationship policy, but seems as you don't work for us anymore."
Tom leant down and pressed his lips to hers, his other hand gripping her hip as he hungrily pressed his lips to her, his tongue teasing between her lips as Stevie without thinking kissed him back.
Stevie wasn't sure if it was how good he smelt, the champagne and shots or the fact that she has always wanted this, she reached up wrapping her arms around his neck as she pressed her lips firmly to his groaning softly in the passionate kiss, feeling his body tight to her, the unmistakable feel of his pants tenting and pressing against her stomach as they kissed.
His hand slid down from her cheek, along her side, sending tingles through her body as it did, sliding around her with his other hand both stroking over her ass before he gripped tightly and lifted her up, Stevie yelped in surprise but kept her arms around his neck as her legs wrapped around his waist, feeling her back pressed to the wall of the club as they continued to kiss.
Moaning in the kiss, Tom eventually broke the kiss and started to kiss down her neck. Stevie looked up moaning louder as his kisses travelling across the sensitive spots of her neck, she felt his hands holding her bare ass now, her dress so short it had hiked up around her waist her urges were taking over now as she groaned into the night air, "Ohhhhhh Tom I want you; I've always wanted you."
Tom didn't need a second invitation as Stevie felt one of his hands slide down under her, he undid his pants and his hard cock sprung free, pressing against the thin, now wet, fabric of Stevie's panties.
Groaning softly in the kiss, her tongue wrestling with his as she kept her arms tight around his neck, her legs tight around his waist, she gasped as she felt her panties pulled to one side and the feel of the tip of Tom's cock rubbing over her wet folds.
