Office Policy

Erika’s second song started, Sex on Wheels by the Thrill Kill Cult. During this song, most of the laundry came off and Erika made a point of locking eyes with Kelly several times. I noticed Kelly beginning to blush. “I think she likes you,” I teased. She had no response.

The crowd roared their approval after the second song. During the third song, Justify My Love by Madonna, the customers traditionally start tipping the dancer. I pulled out a five-dollar bill and handed it to Kelly. “I usually tip a five for the floor show,” I told her.

“You want me to give it to her?” Kelly asked with a tone of shock in her voice. I sheepishly nodded.

“I’m not going up on the stage!” she insisted.

“You don’t have to, just hand it to her, she’ll thank you, it’s simple,” I lied to her. The crowd suddenly got much loader and Kelly and I turned to see why. Erika was staring at our table and was pointing at Kelly. As Kelly acknowledged her, Erika crooked her finger and summoned my date to the stage. Felling the crowd pressure, Kelly nervously made her way to the side of the stage with the fiver in her hand. Kelly held the bill out in her outstretched hand. Erika shook her head, and pointed to Kelly’s breasts. Kelly looked back at me with confusion on her face. I made a gesture signalling for her to stuff the bill between her boobs. She turned back to the stage and did as instructed, shoving the lucky bill down between her heaving mounds. Erika signalled Kelly again to move closer. Standing inches away, Erika gently leaned forward and softly kissed Kelly on her breast. Kelly stayed still and Erika moved over to do the same on the other boob. She then took the bill between her teeth, and slowly removed it from its fleshy trap. Erika’s hands pushed up on Kelly’s breasts to accent the overflowing cleavage. She didn’t release her hold on Kelly and after turning her head to spit the bill out onto the stage; she pulled Kelly to her and planted her open mouth square on Kelly’s lips.