The Pub II

𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀(18+)

Ada was disappointed when she found out that the Pub was actually a club, a strip club with strippers giving their best stripteases in a bid to earn money.

In a few minutes, she forgot her pain and started criticizing the women who were dancing and taking off their clothing whilst men fixed their gaze on them. Her only compliment was that their men appreciated them for their flat buttocks unlike where she was constantly body shamed and given names synonymous with the branch of a plant.

She suddenly felt awkward, she was the only female there along with some other two who were apparently lesbians - lip locking on a table close by.

Due to her sexual orientation and religion, she felt disgusted and decided to do something instead of sitting there like a mechanized creation. Ada summoned the courage to order a drink with the speed lighting, one drink turned to two and kept enjoying it openly stating it was better than the beer men consumed back at home but not better than palm wine.

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Liam smiled his glass in a very awkward way, he looked at the bulge emanating from his trousers. Now, he felt foolish for forgetting that these clubs offer sexual stimulants mixed with drinks.

He couldn't go back to the hotel at this point, with a sigh he stared at his wrist watch before walking up to the counter and ordering a whore he could have a round or two with.

Although he felt bad for them, strippers at the Pub chose this life for themselves not the other way around and it was obvious that she was going to get the money and not them. Liam was given a room and he headed there to freshen up whilst waiting for his service.

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Ada suddenly started feeling hot in the air-conditioned room and she sauntered into the room section in a bid to use the bathroom and cool off. Her head was spinning and she was completely intoxicated, with giggles she bumped into a room where a man and a stripper were enjoying the night but got chased by the naked woman with her shoes. Now, she was optionless and dragged herself into the last room on the floor.

"Hello, who's there?" Liam questioned in the shower when he heard the door open up and close afterwards but got no response. He tied a towel around his waist and went outside only to see an unknown woman pacing up and down around the bedroom mumbling the words, "Hot, hot,"

"That was a little bit fast. Just lie down, I just need thirty minutes," he said but instead she ran to the bathroom.

Rolling his eyes, he followed her in - why was she acting like a five year old?

The woman turned on the shower and let the water drip over her blue dress which made the dress stick and highlight her magnificent features.

The scene worsened his situation and he was determined to explore her delicate body, her beauty confused him, her brown skin shone radiantly under the shower.

Suddenly, she took off her clothing whilst still in the shower, teasing his inner man. The droplets of water on her reminded him of something adorned with diamonds,he was fed up with drooling. This was the first time a stripper had confused and aroused him in such a way and he needed to utilize the opportunity.

Like a loose canine, he approached her and kissed her passionately. She reciprocated his kiss, it satisfied her unknown hunger.

Their tongues intertwined as the kiss got deeper whilst they staggered to the bedroom, Liam helped her lay on the bed and covered her up with kisses whilst she moaned softly into his ear, driving him to do more.

Soon,his mouth was exploring her firm bust as he devoured her cleavage one after the other. After a few minutes of exploring her opening with his tongue, he inserted his sex in her but stopped when he felt her hymen. How could a stripper be a virgin?

"Just do it," she cried, loaded with pleasure and he let her cling onto him tightly before finally taking away her innocence. Each thrust gave her a bittersweet sensation and in a bid to ease the pain, he kissed her whilst thrusting. He had never felt that way while copulating with a woman before.

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"Don't you think I deserve an explanation?" Kira asked, restraining Remi from taking off her wedding dress. They were to travel out for their honeymoon the next day but Remi wished to perform his martial duties that night. Kira couldn't forget the scene at the wedding, her friend texted her on her way to the reception venue and she told her it could probably be Remi's ex or better still, his wife.

Her friend went as far as stating that most immigrants abandoned their spouses for new ones in a bid to get their green card or permanent residence permit. What if Remi was just using her? But, they've been together since their first year at Maynooth and he never spoke of having any relatives except his sister who will be coming to join them next week in England.

"I don't understand," he said, trying to play dumb.

"Who's that girl that-"

"Oh that," he chuckled.

"Yes, that. Who is she?"

Remi sighed and sat next to her before holding her hands. He knew women and how their minds worked. Just a few little lies and she'll be laying on the bed with open legs.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mention her before. She's my ex-girlfriend, we went to highschool together but all that ended when I got the scholarship -"

"Why did you dump her on your way?"

"She murdered her parents,"

"Christ!"

"Yes and I thought she was in prison all these years, I was really shocked to see her today. It's a good thing we're leaving Ireland at least she won't be able to find us,"

"But why did you tell me that you didn't know her back then?"

"I didn't want you to panic, honey. I'm sorry for lying, I'm deeply sorry,"

"It's okay," she said, kissing him softly, "She's in the past now," she added, kissing him again. The kiss deepened

and he went ahead with his duties.