Bree had spent the whole morning with Hazel before she dropped her off at the daycare. Then she spent over two hours at her lawyer's office wanting to push her cheating ex-husband into paying her full alimony and child support. But then she was hit with new demand, her ex wanted joint custody should she ask for child support.
"But that's not what the outcome of the divorce settlement is, it's all written on paper how can he do this?" but Bree knows there's nothing her sleazy husband wouldn't do to make sure she didn't get anything from him. The small amount of alimony barely covered all her basic needs and all her friends had shunned her when she was portrayed as an incompetent wife who couldn't keep her husband from straying.
The money she kept from her parents' inheritance had almost gone for paying her unqualified lawyers when she went up against her ex-husband, Everett.
The moment she reached her car she almost had a panic attack, her chest was heavy, and she had a hard time calming herself down until she finally cried, sobbing so hard, letting all her feelings out. It took her twenty minutes until she finally stopped crying, shook off her nerves, and drive to Babes, determined to get the job.
Bree was all alone, broke as hell while needing to make a living for her baby. She loves Hazel to death, she'd do anything for her even if she has to dance naked for a quick buck.
"Hey, are you okay? you looked a bit pale?" Elvis greeted her with questions. Bree had put on makeup, but her eyes were still a bit red. So she smiled and told him she was fine, from his questions she stamped the big guy as a big teddy when he conveys his concerns for her.
"Ex-husband stuff, I'm good, I just need to shake my ass and make it rain, right?"
"Eh...um, yeah, I guess." The big brute looked uncomfortable with her remarks and it actually made her genuinely smile at him.
"Thank you... for asking,"
"Uh, okay." Elvis shook his head, opened the door for her, and let her in.
Babes is open from six pm to four am, so there's no one at the table but the music was pumping beats as there were two dancers on stage who looked like they were practicing their routine.
Bree found Rocco behind the bar and he ushered her to the changing room where Cassidy was sitting on the sofa wearing her shorts and t-shirt. A thick book was resting on her lap and a highlighter was between her fingers.
"Cass, help her out with an outfit okay? she's going to audition for us. And send her for an interview before she goes on stage."
Cassidy grinned, closed her book, and grabbed the wanna-be stripper's hand leading her further into the changing room. Bree gasped the moment she saw all the sheer glittery lingerie, the choices were too much and Cassidy laughed when Bree didn't move a muscle.
"Okay, let's see..." the struggling med student picked out a couple of lingerie, stacking her preference on the fluffy one-seater by the mirror while Bree move her sight to the platform heels in horror.
"I'm so going to trip on that stage," Bree voiced out her thought. Cassidy goes to her side and says, "we'll pick the four-inch ones." Bree mentioned her size and Cassidy helped her pick out the most comfortable ones and then matched them with the lingerie.
Ten minutes later the single mom looked like a famous porn star, her ass and calves looking perked from the heels, and she gasped when she looked at her perky tits in the mirror. "Oh goddamn."
"Rightttt..." Cassidy giggled and told her to test the heels to see if it's comfortable to dance with. "Do you know what song are you going to go with?"
"I don't know, I haven't thought it through. This is all kinda last-minute decision, maybe something by Kanye or Drake, um... Rihanna is always one of my favorites." Bree shrugged thinking she'd do a better dance with a beat rather than a slow seducing kind of song. Bree also thought she might even be tempted in using the pole, she was one of the best dancers in her mom's class.
"Come on let's just do this,"
"Wait, I gotta get you in for the interview first."
They were both walking to the back office when a guy in a suit, who looked like a scarier version of Elvis stopped them. "Boss is busy, go dance, he'll watch."
"Oookay then..." Cassidy took her arm and lead her to the stage, Rocco was to her side and help her with the songs. "Sorry, some emergency situation, the big boss is there. Don't worry, as the scary guy said, he'll be watching." Rocco nudged Bree to look at the big glass planted on the wall where the back office was.
"I'm a bit rusty, so can I get a do-over if I fail the first one?"
Rocco laughed and told her she can dance all she likes, the club is still close and the stage is available for practice. The two women got off the stage and smiled at her, taking their seats at the bar. They were drinking water as they rest and gave Bree the floor to audition.
Rocco smirks when Bree chose 'Pour it up by Rihanna', she had trained with the song in her mom's class. It was the stripper song that made the class more alive. She toned her body and eventually lost the baby weight in that class.
When the familiar beat starts, her body moves in motion. Her leg wrapped sensually on the lower half of the pole, her hand mimicking her leg. Bree lets her back rest on the pole, ass perked back keeping her cheeks between the cold steel. Her other hand seductively reaches down her leg trailing her dainty fingers to her inner thigh while she kept her facial expression bored as if she was dancing for her enjoyment. All while keeping up with the slow beat of the song.
Rocco looked surprised, while Cassidy mouthed a big O as Bree's body swayed with the music. The song lasted less than three minutes but she managed to climb the pole and snake her hands and thigh then let her hands drop for a dramatic effect at the end of the song while her legs wrapped around the steel pole sensually.
The slow beat of the song was perfect, she didn't fall down and she managed to work the pole perfectly. The beat kept her hips swaying beautifully and Rocco was still looking amazed at her.
"Girl, you have some explaining to do. Cheerleading my ass!" Rocco grunted as he helped Bree down from the stage.
"Um yeah, I took moms pole dance classes." Bree explained and Cassidy cut in, "damn, you're one hot momma."
"So? is that a yes? when can I start?" the mom in her with too many bills to pay got a bit too excited.
He laughed at her enthusiasm and was about to answer when his phone buzzed with an incoming text from his boss. He saw her and he approved.
"Send her to Jojo." Rocco said to Cassidy, the guy winked telling Bree that she was in. "Inform Jojo to speed up her license, Bree you need to provide her your ID and social security details for tax purposes. We are a legit business."
Rocco shake her hand, but she pulled him in for a friendly hug. "Thank you, I needed this." She was a bit teary, but she shakes her head and let Cassidy lead the way to the other backside of the building.
Bree was still overwhelmed with the news, without knowing a certain man behind the large glass window kept his eyes on her. "I want a complete background check on her. That's all, you're all dismissed." The boss waited until the click from his office door was heard and he adjusted himself. He still couldn't believe how hard she made him while he told himself that he was going to have her sooner than later.
Gage Huxley, the new owner of Babes was nothing like the previous Russian mob. When they decided to sell because the authority was closing in on their human trafficking business, Gage buy them out and made the club legal. He turned it upside down and made all the girls get their permits, there is no more prostitution in the club. Gage Huxley is a businessman who buys all his liquors from certified vendors.
The man always keeps a calm demeanor, but when he saw the audition he couldn't keep his eyes off of her. He turned to look out his office window, giving his men his backside not wanting them to see when his face slips as she wrapped her leg onto the pole and let her ass cheeks rub, teasing the thick steel.
He always thought women rubbing themselves on the pole was a bit too much to seek men's attention, but when he saw her dance he was transfixed. Troubled. And he needs his fix, fast.
Since Bree got back from Babes and picked up Hazel from the daycare her mind was a bit at ease knowing that she'll be having a supposedly lucrative job. It made her want to start shaking her ass and pay all her bills. Next on her list was finding a better apartment for Hazel and herself since she was a bit worried every time she looked at the black stain on the living room ceiling. Hazel is a healthy four-year-old toddler and Bree intended to keep her that way. They were having their breakfast before she was scheduled to take her to the daycare. Bree already asked Mrs. Mancini to babysit Hazel again tonight. Bree really needs to find a way for her kid to have someone take care of her every night. For the time being, she told Mrs. Mancini, that she got a waitressing job at a bar, filling out the excuse for her to leave Hazel with Mrs. Mancini every night. But Bree wanted a better option, thinking she should let go of the daycare since she's not going to start working until five in t
Bree had to remember the two videos before she rested her backpack on the chair and moved closer to her future boss. He had shifted to the sofa for her to have a proper space for the dance.She was glad that she was wearing her skirt and top instead of her skinny jeans. And she still kept her distance while he scrolled his phone and connected it to the Bluetooth surround system he had installed in his office. Her smile widens when she lets the rhythm of 'Familiar by Liam Payne' thump the baseline, and Bree starts moving her hips, swinging to the beats.She dipped low, her hands wrapped around her body, she twirled seductively and looked at him lazily. Her eyes hooded while she slowly unbuttoned her top. Bree smiled at him, biting her lower lip when she stepped between his legs and lower her chest teasing him the second her top was off and she offered him her bra-covered tits.The thought of doing this was millions of miles away, but there she was, moving erotically teasing the handsom
Gage watched Bree from his office window, he should've gone home by now but his eyes were still fixed on the new girl. She's too beautiful to be wearing lingerie and dancing for strangers. But he didn't want to scare her away by trying to have her for himself. He had a feeling she was still too fresh from her divorce.Bree was building her life back up and he didn't want to discourage her effort. He knows he's not perfect and after his lovely wife, he didn't even know if he was strong enough for a relationship.Gage rolled up his sleeves, put his suit jacket on the crook of his arm then looked at his gold wristwatch showing him it was already one in the morning. The boss man decided to come out of hiding and go back home. But Rocco greeted him and invited him for a glass of scotch, he agreed thinking the man had something on his mind."I heard that she did the interview." The bartender emphasized the word interview with a hint of a smile on his face.Gage knows that the girls talk and
Last night was definitely a new experience for Bree, though she couldn't stop the feeling that she was being watched. She did think maybe Gage was the one who watches her, but then Rocco said the boss man was telling him that since it's Bree's first week they will all keep an eye on her. "Gage thinks it's your girl next door type of look, he didn't want you to be taken advantage of." Rocco shrugged while giving Bree a glass of water when she was on her break from dancing. Jade and Bree also talked last night, they exchanged phone numbers and she invited her over to Jade's apartment before they start working today. Bree was happy to know that Jade actually lives five blocks away from her crappy apartment. But first thing first, she was going to take Hazel to buy a new toy. Yep, Bree made a hundred dollars last night minus her expenses, yeah, she actually gets to bring money home on her first day. Jojo had reminded her to pay the house fee and tips for the bartender and security, and
It has been a week since Bree became a dancer at Babes. The girls love her, Jojo hasn't complained and Rocco said she's learning fast. But the boss man, Gage, was not at all pleased with her progress, he still couldn't quite shake off the feelings he had deep in his gut towards his new dancer. That early morning it was pouring hard after closing time when Gage heard a curse from the entrance of the club. It was Bree, and she was talking to Elvis about her car that won't start. Gage knows he should not get involved but he couldn't help himself and offered her a lift back to her place. Elvis looked a bit stunned, his boss had never done that before. And Gage was fully aware that he shouldn't have offered her. He could easily tell Rocco to drop her off but he was on vacation with his girlfriend, Dee.Gage didn't trust the younger bartender and all the other girls had gone home because she was held up by Jojo for administrative purposes. Bree looked real frustrated with her car, even El
Three days later Bree was still dancing at Babes, she still takes home a good amount of money and she managed to pay another bill. But she was stacking another debt at Babes for her car, though Jojo mentioned that she has six months of an installment payment to which she can absolutely manage to cover with what she makes at the club and still pay her other bills on time. But she really wanted to be debt-free, she liked the thought of saving her money for Hazel instead of thinking about what bill to pay first each time she gathered enough money for payment. Hazel was doing better, her fever had gone down but Bree still worries. She knows she needed money and she knows Mrs. Mancini was good at what she does. Bree made a mental note to give her a bonus in the next couple of weeks. She really needs to thank her for all that she'd done for both of them. But that same day when she was taking a break and talking to Jojo in her corner little office, Bree checked on her phone and her body s
The next day Jojo had rotated Bree's schedule, she managed to give her two days off and that's all she needs. She was still new, she didn't want to get cut because she was unable to work for two straight days. And those two days were all she needed since Hazel was discharged the next day.At least she was only paying for a one-day private room, her little girl was a bit cranky the next day saying she wanted to sleep in her bed. Late that afternoon after Bree signed off on her hospital administration and got Hazel's prescription, she saw Gage by Hazel's bed with another teddy bear almost as big as her daughter.No... Bree thought to herself, she didn't need to have Gage getting closer to her daughter. She didn't want Hazel to go through another separation process. Her little sunshine gave her thousands of questions when she realized her dad wasn't going to live with them again. The questions tire her already numbed feelings and she didn't need another one where Hazel might eventually t
The next morning Bree managed to pick up Mrs. Mancini before she goes to work in the afternoon. Lexie and Ivy, the other stripper moms had called asking about Hazel. They suggested her to stay at Lexie's when they heard the news. Bree was grateful for the offer, but she felt more at ease when Mrs. Mancini volunteered to babysit for her again. "Thank you again for doing this for me." She told Mrs. Mancini once they arrived at her new apartment. The older woman was busy complimenting her new place while Hazel quickly took her spot in front of the television playing with her teddies, sitting on the very comfortable sofa. Bree still couldn't believe that the apartment came fully furnished. "Oh, Bree darling, your luck is changing, I can feel it. That boss of yours is very generous." Bree blushed the second she mentioned her boss, Gage. She had told her about him, though she had said that he was doing it out of the kindness of his heart, Bree couldn't push the feeling that there might b