Take Money Mistress (14 page)

“Juicy, I know you and your friend ain’t playing around on my shit! Unless she’s getting naked, take that shit somewhere else.”

Alexandria stood to her feet and looked in George’s direction. “I got naked last night. Why get naked if it ain’t a dime out here to make.” She posed real sexy.

George looked her up and down. “Lexxxie, I ain’t know that was you. Nice…” he said with a smile.

“Thank you.” She smiled at him.

“No offense, but I thought you were some young, white girl with that blonde hair. Definitely sexy. I approve.”

“Thanks, I owe it all to Juicy.”

“Yeah, she’s learning. We got work to do, George, can a bitch get back to work?” she joked.

“Fuck yeah. We got money to make,” George stated while on his way back to his office.

That night, Alexandria made almost eight hundred just from lap dances. When she hit the stage wearing a short red and white nurse’s dress, the crowd went crazy.
Don’t Cha
by the Pussycat Dolls played in the background. Before the second chorus, money was on the stage and Alexandria’s dress hit the floor. Just before the song was about to end, she climbed up the pole with nothing but a white g-string and high heels. Her legs were folded like butterfly wings and she spun around, exposing the thin material that covered her pussy to everybody in the club.

She dropped down into a split and while on the floor, she laid face down and bounced her ass in the air real fast. She crawled over to the man with the biggest knot of money, bent over, grabbed her ankles, and shook her ass in his face. He quickly dropped every last dollar in his hand on her ass while smiling hard.

That night, she made about two thousand and when Alexandria was about to leave the club, she had a huge smile on her face. As she walked to her SUV, she didn’t bother to be aware of her surroundings. She heard footsteps approaching, so she feared that somebody wanted to rob her. She quickly unlocked the Mercedes and as she tried to get in it, somebody grabbed the door and closed it. Her heart beat hastily as she turned toward the person. When she was staring them in the eyes, her heart sunk into her stomach.

“Alexandria, what in God’s given world are you dressed like that for? What’s up with your hair? Are you stripping at that club?” He pointed.

“Timmy, look, you need to leave me alone. We are not together, so I owe you no explanation.”

“Don’t make me take my son away from you. Matter of fact, where is my son?”

“Take my son because I strip?” Alexandria laughed. “That’s funny as shit!
My
son is at my mother’s house. And, you need to chill the fuck out!”

“I knew this would be your future. Scandalous. All I can do is pray for you.”

“Pray for your own fucking self!” Alexandria pushed past him and finally got in her SUV. It was cold outside, so she was happy that she put a dress on, but it was short so her pussy felt like it was freezing with her thong on.

While letting her SUV heat up, Alexandria thought about what Timmy said and her feelings were hurt by his words. But, she had bills to pay, a son to feed, and money didn’t come easily. So, she had to do what she had to do.

Timmy walked away from the SUV and headed back into the direction of the restaurant. He had a date with Megan and planned to propose to her, so he didn’t want the idea of Alexandria taking her clothes off for money to cloud his thoughts. After his date, he was happy that Megan agreed to marry him. He was thrilled that she forgave him for sleeping with Alexandria and fathering her child while they were dating. After moving on, Megan grew to love Timmy Jr. and even joined the church that Timmy went to.

When Timmy was offered a position at a church in Virginia, he was happy to accept, especially since he would be closer to his son and Megan. Although, Megan didn’t mind the commute since she adored Timmy and would go to the end of the world for him.

Once going their separate ways, Timmy picked up the phone and called Alexandria’s parents. Robert was busy, so Timmy talked to his son for a few and then gave Erica an earful about Alexandria being a stripper. Her eyes were wide and her heart was heavy. She couldn’t believe her ears and couldn’t image in a million years that her daughter would be dancing at some scandalous club for money. Dancing naked was horrible and she wanted Alexandria to have no part in it. She felt that her daughter had sold her soul to the devil.

When Alexandria walked into her parents’ house to pick up her son wearing a full length fur coat, her mother shook her head and could hardly get a word out.

“Mommy!” Timmy Jr. ran to his mother and she lit up.

She scooped him into her arms and looked at him with a bright smile. She would do anything so that her son would never be without. “Mommy missed her little man.” She hugged him tightly.

“T.J., can you go and give grandpa a kiss before you leave?” Erica asked him.

“Yes.” He ran off to find his grandpa.

“Alexandria Tiffany Payne, tell me you are not out there shaking what the Lord has given you for money? Please, tell me we raised you better than that!”

“Dang, I knew Timmy would tell you, but I didn’t think he would do it so fast. He must be pressed or something.”

“Pressed about what? Caring about what the mother of his son does for money? You should be ashamed of yourself!”

“Ashamed? Ma, I made over three thousand in two nights. Why should I feel ashamed?” Alexandria had her hand on her hip as she gave her mother attitude.

“Do you know what this would do to your father? What if the church members find out? Do you not care?” Erica broke down and cried.

“Ma, I’m tired of worrying about what others think. I got bills and I got a mouth to feed. I’m not saying I’ll do it forever, but I’m not leaving it alone anytime soon,” Alexandria stated, not caring that her mother was crying.

“Look, this will stay between us because I don’t want to bother your father with this, but if you need to, you can come back home. We can figure something out to get you on your feet. Please, just don’t do this,” Erica pleaded with tears drenching her face.

“I’m sorry, but you and daddy didn’t want me here when I was pregnant, so I’m good. I’m on my own, making my own decisions, and I’d never come back home.”

“Alexandria, just hear me out. If you want to stay at…”

Alexandria cut her off. “Ma, I am not doing this to hurt you. I’m doing this for myself and my son. I’m sorry you’re against it, but I gotta live my own life.”

At that moment, Timmy Jr. walked down the stairs from saying bye to his grandpa. He held on to the rail tightly so that he wouldn’t fall. He gave his grandma a kiss. After that, he and Alexandria were on their way out of the door. She didn’t bother to look back because she knew her mother had hurt written all over her face. Alexandria didn’t care what her mother or Timmy had to say, she had money that needed to be made and she was down to do whatever it took to make it happen.

Chapter Eighteen

It was April and spring was in the air. Since the weather warmed up a little, a lot of men were in the club that Friday night because nice weather brought people out. It must have been payday for most of them because they came out to spend a lot of money.

Juicy walked on the stage looking like Foxy Brown, the Ill NaNa. She was dark skinned, about 5’8, had thick thighs, and a juicy booty. She wore a silver g-string with a white cowboy hat and silver high heels. Her C cup breasts were bare and as
Get Me Bodied
by Beyoncé played, she switched her big ass from side to side as her titties bounced. Juicy was thicker than most strippers. She wore a size ten, but she worked a pole and moved her body better than any of the other girls.

“Awe, Juicy!” Thomas, the DJ said into the microphone. “Juicy don’t play, so fellas, dig deep. Get them dollars ready ‘cause it’s on!”

After he said that, she dropped down into a split and let her ass linger in a man’s face. He enjoyed every second of it. She swayed her hips from side to side as dollars covered the stage. She stood to her feet and rubbed her ass against another man’s face. He looked as if he was about to pass out. She stood straight up again and let her long, black hair swing from side to side as she whipped her head around. She walked over to another man and threw her hat on the stage. She pulled his head close to her and pressed her breasts against his face.

He screamed out in pleasure. “Holy shit!”

Juicy walked over to the pole as she kept her steps sexy. She climbed up the pole and came down it upside down with her legs wide open. She twirled around and at the bottom, she turned right side up and landed in a split. Then, she straddled the pole and grinded her pussy against it.

Juicy always had something good for her audience. She smiled as she took in all the money on the stage. Everybody in the audience stood to their feet as they applauded her.

“
Give it up for my girl, Juicy. I told y’all, she is sure to please!” Thomas said into the microphone.

After Alexandria danced, Mystical collected her money off the stage and made sure George got his cut. She did that with every girl. Alexandria went into the dressing room and a few girls were getting dressed to strip as Juicy got dressed in a green Versace dress with heels to match.

Juicy looked in Alexandria’s direction and smiled. “Good job tonight. You caught on to that pole real fast.”

“
It’s easy now. I wish I knew how to work it like you.”

“
Nah, it’s only one me.” Juicy smiled.

“
I know that’s right.”

“
So, what are you getting into this weekend besides working?”

“
Ain’t shit. I’ll take my son out to get a few clothes and do my mommy duties. That’s about it. Why?”

“
How you feel about doing a private party?”

Alexandria looked at her crazily. “And, do what?”

“
Strip, bitch. You acting like I’m gon’ tell you eat some pussy or something.” Juicy laughed.

“
I don’t know. I don’t fuck with pussy. I’m just making sure you knew.” Alexandria quickly threw that out there because she heard Juicy would do anything and anybody, women included, for that almighty dollar.

“
Bitch, I knew you would bring that shit up. If you want to ask me something, ask. Don’t be a scared bitch and beat around the bush.”

“
I heard that you get down with girls. I really don’t care ‘cause that’s you, but I just wanted you to know I don’t get down like that.”

“
I got down with a bitch once and now everybody around this bitch thinks that’s what I like. When you’re young, you’re down to try shit like that, but I got a man and a baby, so I love dick for the record!”

“
Alright, bitch. I ain’t mean to piss you off.” Alexandria tried to lighten the mood.

Juicy took a deep breath, and said, “As I was saying, at this party we strip for these mafuckas and that’s it. We can make more money ‘cause it will just be the two of us. Are you down or should I ask Roxie?”

“
Don’t ask that bitch! I ain’t with turning down money, so I’m down.”

“
Good. I’ll call you with the details tomorrow.”

“
Cool.”

It was Saturday and after spending time with Timmy Jr., Alexandria was at her apartment getting him ready for a couple of days with Timmy. Timmy always insisted that if their son didn’t go to church with him, he went with his grandparents. Being that Timmy was the pastor, everybody at the church adored her son, so Alexandria didn’t mind.

Moments after packing Timmy Jr.’s things, there was a knock at the door. Alexandria took a deep breath and said out loud, “Don’t go off on this fool for telling all of my business.”
She thought
, I’ll just ignore him and keep it moving
. But, that wasn’t so easy.

As soon as Timmy walked in the door, Timmy Jr. was stuck to his father like glue. He loved his father so much and their bond was real strong. Alexandria loved that, so she smiled and calmed herself down.
“Daddy, I missed you!”

“
I missed you, too, ‘lil man.” Timmy picked him up and hugged him.

“
Oh, mommy, can I take my new game to daddy’s house?”

“
Sure, baby. Go and get it from your room.”

Timmy Jr. ran off and it gave Timmy time to have a conversation with Alexandria. “Look, I know your mom told you about what I told her. I don’t want to talk about that because that is your business.”

“
Yes, it is. You are only Jr.’s father, not mine.”

Timmy stared at her and then looked away for a second as he gathered his thoughts. He looked at her once again, and said, “Look, Alexandria, Megan and I are getting married in June, so I want our son to be a part of the wedding.”

The words felt like a ton of bricks had hit Alexandria in her stomach. She stepped back and took in what Timmy had told her. “Okay. Well, I figured you would marry someone someday, I just didn’t think it would be her after everything.”