Nicole’s Story Prt 5

The seductive beat of the Latin rhythm that filtered through the speakers into the darkened interior was almost hypnotic as the car glided effortlessly along. Nicole did not feel in the mood for conversation and apparently neither did Paul. Eventually, he pulled over and parked along a busy street and looked over at her with a smile. “I hope you enjoyed the ride?” he asked.

“Yes, very much,” she said. “Ok, let’s check out this club,” he said as he opened his door and stepped out. Nicole sat where she was and watched as he came around to the passenger side and opened her door. She reluctantly unsnapped her seat belt and stepped out into the cool night air. He escorted her across the wide street and through glass doors and into the club.

As they entered Nicole saw that there were people sitting in sofas gathered around low tables in the large rectangular space. It was busy and the music competed with the drone of conversation and the occasional loud outbursts of laughter. There was an empty stage with a stripper pole at the far end of the room. Paul steered her towards an empty stool at the bar and asked her what she would like to drink. “I’ll have white wine please.”

Nicole looked over at the three girls seated nearby who were laughing and chattering loudly and she felt a little envious. She did not have many friends and it somehow never mattered because she’d always had her parents. When I start school I’ll definitely make some friends she thought. 

Their drinks were served and Paul raised his glass to her. “Cheers to your acceptance Nicole.” “Thank you!” she said, surprised. “Marie couldn’t stop talking about it at the office” he explained. “Oh!” Nicole was surprised and pleased that Marie had mentioned it to her colleagues. It warmed her heart to think that Marie was proud of her.

Suddenly the lights dimmed and everyone focused their attention on the stage. There was a hush as the spotlight framed a scantily clad dancer poised with her head down. As the pulsating beat of the music burst forth from the hidden speakers, she raised her head and her mane of long hair fell back to reveal sultry features.

The well-choreographed dance was sensual and almost magical, and Nicole was transfixed. The dancer seemed to almost defy gravity! She spun effortlessly on the pole with legs extended gracefully in impossible positions.

When the lights went up the applause was loud and appreciative. Paul turned to her and laughed as he took in her wide-eyed expression. “Impressed?” he asked. “I have never seen anything like that! how does she do that?” Paul chuckled, “I will let you ask her that question yourself, she will be out in a moment.” He leaned on the bar and gave her his full attention.  

“Do you know how gorgeous you are?” She glanced at him shyly from beneath her lashes without answering. “Am I making you uncomfortable? His husky voice was incredibly sexy and Nicole forced a laugh. “Yes you are,” she said sounding ridiculously breathless even to her own ears as she stared into her glass.

“There you are darling” Paul straightened up and Nicole watched as a woman twined both arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips. Paul hugged her briefly then reached up and removed her arms from around his neck. He turned her around to face Nicole. “Cindy I would like you to meet Nicole, she was blown away by your performance,” he said chuckling.

“Oh! it’s so nice to meet you! I was blown away indeed!” Nicole said putting out a hand to great the dancer. Cindy took the extended hand briefly and looked at Nicole with a surprised expression. Up close Cindy was older than she appeared on stage but she had the toned body of someone who worked out…a lot! The simple white slip dress she wore clung to her enviable curves.

“You made it look so effortless! Nicole said. Cindy laughed “Thank you, it takes practice,” she said. “I wish I knew how to do that” Nicole said wistfully. Paul and Cindy looked at her with renewed interest, “Cindy teaches, she can teach you” Paul said. “Really? when can I start?” Nicole asked half-jokingly. “Whenever you like, I have a class on Tuesdays at 5 in the afternoon and one on Thursdays at 7 in the evening,” Cindy said.

“That depends on how much it costs, can I take your card and give you a call next week? “Of course,” Cindy said reaching into her tiny purse to give Nicole a card. “Unfortunately duty calls and I have to mingle a bit so I will leave you two. Nicole, it was a pleasure,” Cindy said touching her shoulder briefly as she moved on.

“It’s late, don’t you think we should head back?” Nicole asked. “Yes, you’re right. Time flies when you’re having fun” Paul said ruefully. He helped her down from the barstool and held her hand in his as he led the way through the small crowd towards the exit.

Nicole nodded off on the drive home and was startled awake when the car stopped. She straightened up in her seat and saw that she was home. Paul leaned over and briefly touched his lips to hers then withdrew for a moment before moving in again this time more purposely. Nicole had never been kissed before and it felt good – insanely good!

She wasn’t ready to let him go when he withdrew and sat back in his seat. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest and she feared he could hear it in the silence of the car. The taste of him on her lips and the way his eyes followed the swift rise and fall of her breasts was wildly arousing. She was torn between being afraid and impatient at the same time. Afraid of where this was headed and impatient to find out..