It had been seven years since Deajah had left her life back in LA to move out to New Orleans. Since then, she had been doing well. Upon arriving, she had immediately gotten a job at one of the local strip joints. Nightly, she was pulling in roughly about $6000. She had to admit she loved her life. However, she was only twenty-nine years old and currently, she had no one special in her life. Yeah, the few flings she had had were something. But she wanted something more. Something lasting. Of course, she knew all good things came within time. So, as she prepared for another shift, she watched as her boss Devin walked past the changing room. More than once, she had wondered what he looked like undressed. Shaking her head, she changed into her outfit she wore and pinned her hair back.
Heading to his office in a rush, Devin had passed the changing room for the girls that worked in his club. Normally, he would have stopped and checked on them to make sure things were tight, but he had audits to get done and payrolls to settle. Of course, though he didn't just stop to check on the girls. There was one woman, in general, he wanted to see. Her name was Deajah. She had been working with him since she was twenty-two and had quickly become a customer favorite. He had watched as she had handled herself when a group of college kids had tried to take advantage of her back over two years ago. Now she had everyone's respect.
Going into his office, he locked the door behind and sat behind his desk. For the past month, he had been having thoughts of what it would be like to have Deajah naked and beneath him. Shaking his head, he sighed and began to fill out the information that the auditor needed from him.
Just as she was finishing her hair and makeup, Chrissy, her best friend and on and off again girlfriend, walked in. Lately, things between them had been sexually charged. But taking one look at her tonight and Deajah knew what was up. She had recently. heard that Chrissy's asshole of a boyfriend had been being a prick. Saying, "Hey Chris Pris. What's doing?"
Chrissy looked up and said shrugged. She knew people were talking. She knew that Deajah still cared. But she was afraid to let people know just how bad things had gone. Sitting down, she said, "Not much, Dea. Have you made your move yet?" Chrissy knew that Deajah had a crush on the boss man. Hell, she had told Deajah to just take a chance and go for it.
Blushing, Deajah said, "Not yet. I will, though." The main reason she hadn't taken her chance was because she didn't want to be a homewrecker. She wanted her boss something fierce, but she had never asked if he was married.
Chrissy smiled and shook her head, saying, "Girl, he hasn’t been married in years. Now is the best time if any time was."