"Go on, dance for me." He ordered, waiting while I gripped the armchair. It's a lot different from doing it at the club. I hesitated.

"I'm a little shy to do it like this." I admitted before he could say anything else to rush me. He stared at me for a few seconds. Then he took the tv remote which was on the table and put on some programme with slow music.

"Come here, I'll help you." He motioned with his hand for me to go to him. I got up and walked over slowly.

The song is nice, I can feel the rhythm but my body won't move. He sat on the sofa while I stood between his legs. In silence he turned me around and placed his hands on my hips like last time. He signalled for me to move slowly and I followed the lead. My body relaxed a bit, but he suddenly pulled me back forcing me to sit on the sofa between his legs. Pulling me back slightly more, my butt was rubbing against his manhood.

"Keep on moving." He whispered into my ear, his breath causing goosebumps on my skin and sending shivers down my spine. I did as he asked.

I placed my hands on his thighs for support while he held my hips. I swayed them left and right, the position being really awkward for me. It wasn't really dancing. Nonetheless, it felt good. My vagina started to cream, making a wet patch on my panties. It takes me a while to get to this stage alone, but with him it is a matter of seconds. It began stinging with sexual frustration. I need to feel him touch me...

But just as he moved his hand between my legs, something happened inside me and I got up. Arranging my trousers, I moved away from him. I sat down on the armchair once again, too embarrassed to look at him. He probably thinks I'm a slut.

"Are you playing innocent because I like it or you don't like sex with men so much older than you?" I frowned at his question. As if I'd fake being innocent.

"I'm not playing anything and it's not about the age gap. I just haven't done these things." I explained, a dash of curiosity appearing on his face.

"Elaborate on 'these things'." Well I'll definitely spoil the mood when I say I haven't done anything with men, but I don't want to lie.

"As in I haven't been touched by anyone..." I hesitated. "...down there." It was a poor attempt at beating around the bush. He instantly understood.

"I'm supposed to believe you dance half naked in a strip club but you are a virgin?!" It was a rhetorical question to which I nodded.

"You don't need to believe me, but that's how things are." I made it clear.

"It's impossible that a girl like you doesn't have men chasing to be with her." He continued doubting what I told him.

"Well I don't have many men chasing me, but there were a few who showed interest. It's just that they didn't interest me." I shrugged. Adrian showed amusement on his face, clearly enjoying this with some curiosity.

"Did you ever kiss someone?" He asked and I shook my head in shame.

Smirking, he got up and approached me. Stroking my cheek he looked down at me while I enjoyed his touch.

"I guess I'll have to teach you everything then." And with that he simply walked out through the door, leaving me alone and confused.

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Did I push him away with my inexperience? But the last thing he said before leaving didn't seem like it. And what did he mean by 'I'll have to teach you'? Does he have plans, sexual plans with me? All these thoughts passed through my head during the day. Since I'm not working at the library today, I'm staying at home.

I regret admitting to him that I didn't even have my first kiss. The truth is, I've only recently began living my life freely. Growing up in a Catholic orphanage ran by a group of nuns, was very strict. They taught us values, manners and Bible. The orphanage was made up of two blocks, one for girls and one for boys. We were separated but were allowed to play together during summer days in a large garden. When I was really small, I got adopted by a family which then left me again. Not having been adopted again, I ended up spending my childhood and most of my teens in the orphanage. Once I was eighteen, it was legal for me to leave. That is why I didn't really have much happen to me. When I was twelve, I met another orphan Timothy. We played together when allowed and he was my first crush. When we were thirteen he pecked me on the lips which was seen by a girl who snitched on us. We were immediately separated and closely watched every time we played with other boys and girls, not allowed to play with each other again. However, we talked whenever we got a chance.

I looked for a job to be able to support myself, and that's when I saw 'dancer needed' in the paper. The following morning I had an interview where I met Tom and got a job immediately. It was thanks to his good will that I got it because I didn't know how to dance very well. The reason I applied was because I liked the job. Ellen taught me dance moves every day before the club would open. At first I only danced to a few songs until I learned how to dance properly. Fortunately, I got paid even for my training period so I was able to make living out of it. Eventually the library job popped up, and here I am today.

Choosing my outfit for tonight, I realised something I've been postponing for a while - my dancing outfits need refreshment. Tomorrow I'll definitely go and buy some new stuff. Before meeting Adrian I didn't really care that much, but now I find myself wanting to look my best.

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Adrian bought me a drink during my break and Tom was serving at the bar. We were sitting on the bar stools and talking. Suddenly a man, probably in his fifties, approached. He bought himself a drink and then spoke to me.

"Could I have a private dance when you are available?" He asked in somewhat seductive voice which only resulted in me cringing. He is one of those men who let go of themselves and look gross.

"No."Before I could answer, Adrian gave a reply. It drew Tom's attention who immediately gave me a questioning look, expecting me to fix this.

"Umm Adrian...It's my job." I said calmly, all three men staring right at me. Unless I have a very good reason, I cannot reject a customer. Otherwise, they wouldn't come here anymore. It can only be done rarely, but lucky for me I rarely get these requests. They usually opt for those hotter girls or the ones who would give them a 'happy ending'.

"She won't be giving you a private dance. Go to another girl Mister." Adrian totally ignored what I just said and spoke to the man once again. Tom totally lost it.

"Who do you think you are?" Tom shouted. "This is my club and she will give a dance to whoever asks. Go on Lana!" He ordered without even looking at me. His eyes were fixed on Adrian. I slowly got up but Adrian grabbed my hand, stopping me.

"If you do it you'll never see me again." He looked me deep in the eyes and I got a lump in my chest. The thought of this thing between us ending, whatever it is, saddens me. But I also have to listen to my boss.

"And if you don't you'll be fired." Tom added and I opened my eyes wide in disbelief. He threatened to fire me just to win the argument. The man who wanted a dance just stared while the two of them raged at each other.

"Stop giving me the ultimatums like I can't decide for myself! Both of you!" I burst out and my eyes began watering with how irritated I got. I practically ran to the dressing room, put my clothes on and stormed out of the club. If a security guard didn't open the door, I'd slam it behind me.

Arriving home, my heart was beating like crazy. Throwing myself on the bed, I began crying out loud. Lots of emotions were gathered inside me, and this situation is where I broke. Everything is so overwhelming - me wanting Adrian but him being out of my league, Tom's jealous looks whenever he comes near me, my insecurities, and now this.

I don't know if I lost my job by storming out, but deep down inside I know I did it just to obey Adrian. He doesn't have the right to act like that and he knows very well what my job is. His ultimatum was very harsh too. But still, the thought of not seeing him again scares me. Somehow he grew on me even though not much happened. Maybe it's because nothing's going on in my life and I never had anyone give me attention like that. He noticed me and he is interested in me. Usually people just pass through my life in some trivial situations, no one really getting close to me and staying. But he seems different.