Fantasy Reversal Chapter 5

I held his arm as we entered the club. Cover charge was comped as Sam explained I would be entering the contest this evening. The manager explained there were three others entered so far, though there may be more. I was to be ready by 11pm to dance and that the dressing room would be available at 10pm.

"Don't be nervous sexy, you have a good look." The manager commented as my body quivered a bit at his tone. "Lucky guy you are." He then told Sam and patted him on the back.

It occurred to me. Tonight I was merely a piece of meat for these men. Including Sam, who parade me around the club as though I was some sort of trophy he was putting on display for all men to see. We settled on a table not to close to the stage. Shortly I realized there was the only female in the club who was not either a cocktail waitress or dancer. Watching the dancers it was obvious some enjoyed what they were doing and others simply went through the motions. Though, the men on the other hand were very attentive to the dancers, responding to the dancers and flirting with the waitresses.

Then it occurred to me. The girls were in control. The dancers held the men's attention with little effort. My hand drifted to Sam's groin, it was no surprise how hard he was.

"If you want a dance, that's fine dear." Then I smiled slyly. "If you like you could buy me a dance."

It was no wonder, the next dancer who walked by Sam stopped. Her name was Summer and she wore a spandex dress, 5" heels and thong. Her light brunette hair pulled up. The dress did little to hide her purchased cleavage. Soon she was dancing in front of me, then moved to my chair straddling me she dropped her top. "Girls can touch." She whispered. I obliged her touching her fake breasts, a bit jealous as my own were so small at only a b-size. I soaked up the moment, enjoying the female touch and body. As the song ended, she pulled her dress back up and picked Sam's money off the table.