"Hey...you must be the new girl!"
A tall older man walked into the room and sat down, smiling.
Erica turned around and looked at him.
"Oh...um...hi, Mr James," she said. "I'm Erica. Yes, I-I'm the new girl..."
It was her first audition at the nightclub. She had never stripped before, but she needed the money real bad.
She had already undressed, putting on the corset and stockings Mr James had provided. There were no panties.
"You look real nice, angel..." said Mr James. "That ass is so fucking hot! Turn around...let me look at you..."
The nightclub owner smiled lewdly at Erica and leant back in his chair.
Erica turned around to face him, trying hard to look relaxed. She was so conscious that she wasn't wearing panties...
...her pretty little teenage vagina exposed to his view...
...and the corset...her breasts and nipples pushed over the lacy frills across the top of the bustier.
"You look real fucking good without any panties on, baby..." Mr James said. "Nice pussy. Nice titties. Have you stripped before, angel?"
"N-no, sir..." Erica replied. "This is my first time..."
"Good...that's real good..." the nightclub owner replied, looking pleased with himself. "How old are you, baby?"
"Eighteen, sir..." she said, reaching out to hold onto the pole beside her.
"Ah...good...good!" he cried, leaning over to switch on the record player on his desk. "You're gonna have to learn real fast, baby, 'cos you start tonight! Now move for me...reach up and cup your hands under those hot titties!"
"O-okay..." Erica said, suddenly feeling so nervous!
The music started and she began to sway. She smiled and lifted her hands up to her breasts, cupping the soft, tender globes gently...
"Good...massage them...lift them out of your fucking corset!" he told her, leaning back in his chair again as he feasted his eyes on the lovely sight.
Erica moved in front of the pole, swaying to the music. She moves her hands down to the bustier and delicately pulled it down, allowing each of her delicious breasts to push out over the top.
The luscious globes were soon completely exposed to view.
"Real nice, baby..." Mr James said, feeling his cock swelling inside his trousers. "Now lift the arms up...behind the head...and keep moving to the music...that's good...real good!"
Erica did as she was told. She raised her arms, running her fingers through her hair...her breasts lifting as she moved and swayed.
"Good...good...now turn around again...show off the ass cheeks!" he ordered.
"Y-yes, sir..." Erica said, blushing as she felt his eyes running all over her lovely young body.
She turned around and reached up to hold the pole, lifting one leg slightly.
"Good...good girl...use the pole, angel...dance against it...like a guy's cock..." Mr James encouraged. "Be real sexy, honey...dance...move...against the pole...good...that's good!"
Erica tried to smile as sweetly as she could as she held the pole, moving to the music. She was so conscious of her nudity...her vagina and ass cheeks...her breasts...the nipples swelling and hardening as she danced and swayed.
"That's good, baby...push the ass cheeks out...all the guys are gonna get their cocks out when they see that, huh?" the wicked nightclub owner said. "Now don't smile, angel...look like you wanna get yourself fucked...like you're gonna cumm...that's better...look at the guys...look at me...good...good girl!"
Erica stopped smiling as she swayed and looked at Mr James. She tried not to notice...but she could see the bulge in his trousers...the swell of his cock as he watched her.
"Oh..." she gasped softly, lifting one of her legs slightly as she moved around the pole.
"Yes...lift the leg more, baby...show some pussy!" Mr James enocuraged. "And talk dirty...tell the guys how much you wanna show off your ass and cunt!"
