Succubus: An Erotic Horror Tale by Mallory Green

Author:Mallory Green [Green, Mallory]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MIDNIGHT CONFESSION PUBLISHING
Published: 2021-10-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Living to tell the tale.

According to Harry, it all started with Mike.

Mike wanted to party while away from his family. Rich wanted to smoke a few joints and drink until he threw up.

They pressured Harry until he agreed to at least get out of the hotel room.

Harry told me that the night wasn't too bad. He played roulette and won a few dollars before losing it at the craps table.

They met some girls half their age, but Harry shut that down.

"If I could go back and do it all over again, I would have been the best wingman ever," Harry said. "If we ended up snorting coke off the bellies of 19-year-old girls, it would've been better than what happened."

Mike was pissed at Harry and ready to fight. Rich got the bright idea to go to a strip club. Harry would pay for a couple of lap dances, and everyone could call it even.

The three men went to some sort of club an hour outside of Las Vegas. Rich had found a coupon for free entry and half-price drinks.

"We must have wasted the hour explaining to Rich that we have to drink enough to kill us before we save money after spending it all on the ride over." There was no humor in Harry's voice. It wasn't a tale about boys getting in a bit of trouble after a night of drinking.

It wasn't until they were inside that the group realized it was more of a sex club than a strip club. The room was full of men of various ages and races. Some were dressed in suits, while others looked like they'd come from a construction site.

The waitresses were attractive. Each looked like a suburban mother or schoolteacher, but they weren't what you expected from Vegas. None of them had plastic tits and surgically enhanced waists. Nor did any look as though they'd just gotten off a bus from Iowa.

Harry admitted that he didn't notice any of that at the moment. He told me that his dick was hard because the waitresses were friendly and reminded him of girls next door.

He didn't have to tell me that they reminded him of Marcy.

We were lying in bed with our backs to each other. Harry spoke slowly. I barely interrupted him because he answered many of my questions before I could ask them.

The men had a couple drinks and flirted with the waitress. Mike was happy because he got to grab a little ass.

Up to that point, a few dancers came out and shook a bit before retreating to the back loaded with one-dollar bills. The real dancing started at ten.

The music and light seemed to fill the room. Harry was never into techno or any kind of music with a heavy beat, so he was more annoyed than anything else.

Harry couldn’t remember the dancer's name, other than she was named after a spice, maybe. She began to wiggle and gyrate a body that was fit for mom jeans. The room became hazy with smoke.

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