Chapter 11
Sophie
She tried to normalize her breathing and her emotions. Sophie wanted to rip Gina’s fake blond hair out of its roots. She had seen her sliding up and down on Max’s leg and she knew that her na**d body must have been very close to his penis. She didn’t want to know how close because she may have committed murder and she wanted her child to have a mother that they didn’t have to visit in jail.
“Follow me,” Gina ordered her and Max and Sophie gulped in a mouthful of air. She had no idea what she had just gotten them signed up for. Sex in front of a group of people? The more she thought about it as she walked, the harder it was for her to make the steps. There was no way she could do this. She stared at Gina’s ass as she walked. The lady may be a bitch but she had a great body, she turned to look at Max and she noticed that he was staring at Gina as well. Was he wishing he could take her up on the stage instead of her? She tried to crush the hurt and worry that was bubbling up inside of her. She had to make sure that she gave him everything he had gotten from those other women. She knew deep inside that he loved her but she just didn’t know if he was truly able to give up this life. She had to see if this was something she could accept.
“Max, you know how this works.” Gina led them to a small room filled with clothes and sex toys. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.” And with that she smirked at Sophie and walked out of the room.
“Are you sure about this, Sophie?” He looked deep into her eyes. “We can leave, if you want.”
Sophie was about to ask to leave when she looked down at his cock. It was still protruding from his pants and he was hard as a rock. No matter what he was saying, he was still turned on and horny. She shook her hand and spoke firmly. “No, I want to do this. What do we have to do next?”
“Now we take off all of our clothes.” He looked at her shocked face and smiled. “We can put on an outfit if we want but…”
“But what?” She frowned.
“But then we have to put on a show?”
“A show?”
“Yeah. If we put on outfits, we have to act out our fantasy to the audience. Or we can go up na**d and just have sex.”
“Oh.” Sophie flushed. “I don’t know which one sounds easier.”
“I don’t know which one will be easier for you, Sophie.” He paused. “I’ve always just had sex. Never done the acting part.”
She looked at him then and she could see a question in his eyes. “Then let’s act it out.” She smiled and swallowed hard. “What characters shall we be?”
“Well, we can do the policeman/random person routine, doctor/patient, teacher/student, stepdad/stepdaughter, Hooker/John.”
“Wow, you’ve thought about this a lot.” She laughed.
“Babysitter/father, boss/employee,” He continued and she poked him.
“Okay, okay.” She ran her finger across his cheek. “Which one do you want to do?”
“It’s up to you, Sophie.”
“I don’t know.” She groaned.
“What about stripper and customer?” He pulled her towards him and grabbed her ass. “Then you can rub your ass all over me and feel my—”
“So what have you guys decided?” Gina walked back in and frowned at their embrace. “Now, now folks, no sex before the stage.”
“We’re doing a stripper routine. Tell them to put on adequate music,” Max commanded her. “Now.”
“I see Sir is back.” Gina grinned at him and turned around. Sophie looked at Max in confusion.
“What does she mean by Sir?”
He sighed and kissed her hard before pulling back. “That was my name for a while.”
“Why Sir?” She frowned.
“I used to be a Dom.”
“What?” She felt her eyes popping out. “You what?”
“That’s not my life anymore.” He studied her face. “I wasn’t suited to being a Dom. It didn’t excite me as much.”
“As much as the clubs?”
“Yes.” He nodded. “I didn’t want the intimacy of a constant relationship, I didn’t want to develop the trust needed to be a good Dom.”
“Who was your sub?” she whispered.
“Alexis,” he muttered. “But you couldn’t really call it a Dom/sub relationship.”
“Were you going to tell me?”
“No Sophie. I wasn’t.” He clenched his fist. “Alexis means nothing to me. I don’t want to bring her up into every conversation.”
“Don’t be angry, Max.” Sophie softened her voice. “I just want you to be happy.”
“I am happy. You make me happy, Sophie. Don’t you know that?” His eyes pierced hers. “I only did those things to mute the pain I was in. To try to forget how much I wanted you.”
“I just want to be enough, Max,” she whispered. “I want to be enough.”
“You are more than enough.” He pulled her dress up, so that she was standing in front of him na**d and he looked at her in awe. “You are the most beautiful, perfect woman in the world.”
Silently she reached over and undid his shirt and pulled it off. She then pulled his pants and boxers down so that he was na**d in front of her as well.
“So what shall we wear?” He grinned at her and they looked in the closets for costumes.
“What would a slutty stripper wear?” She grinned at him and looked through the different outfits.
“A slutty bikini.” He grinned. He then found a pair of gym pants and pulled them on. “And I am going to wear a pair of cotton gym shorts. I heard it’s the best way to get a lap dance.”
“Uh huh.” Sophie laughed and found some bikinis. She groaned as she looked at them and pulled on a black G-string thong and a top that was so small that it barely covered her ni**les.
“Now that is hot.” He grinned at her before rubbing her ni**les with his hands. He grinned as they hardened and bent down to put one in his mouth.
“Max,” she moaned as he sucked and he pulled back slightly as they heard Gina enter the room.
“Ready?” She stared at them and they walked over to her. “Go up on that stage. Remember to speak loudly. The audience wants to hear everything.”
“Okay.” Max took Sophie’s hand and they walked to the front of the room. Sophie could hear wolf whistles and men were staring at her as they walked. One guy even caressed her ass as she walked past him and she glared at him. It didn’t seem to deter him as he just grinned at her and she shuddered. They finally made it to the stage and Max went and sat on a leather couch.