Lava Nights - Sex Stories

Lava Nights

... super-extra-too much perky people. That or the super-extra-too much irritated people. Some are like “Hi! How are you today,” while others are like “I don’t wanna be here so hurry the fuck up.” It’s fine with me if you wanna get bitch-slapped. Okie-dokie! So, I flew through the store, dropped my bags off at home then drove to my sister’s salon. Vanessa was pretty much everyone’s older sister; mean to me but if anyone fucked with me, it’s going down. “Vanessa!” I called out. My sister looked up from the stack of papers and smiled. “Victoria!” We shared a long hug then she ruffled my hair. “How are you, missy?” she asked. “Just fine. My nails need your assistance.” I wiggled my fingers at her then she nodded. “I’ll let Eynon hook ya up. She’ll be back in like, five minutes. Go.” I walked over to Eynon’s chair then relaxed. My nails were the second most important thing in my life--other than myself. Over an hour passed and I was walking out of the salon with fresh nails. “Thanks, Nessa!” I smiled. “Anytime, Toria!” she replied. I got into my car then drove home. ------ The pantry was cleaned in a short period of time then there was a knock on my front door. Liam. I walked into the foyer and opened the double doors. “Hey, Loser-Liam!” “Hi, Victoria,” Liam laughed. I closed the doors after he stepped in then we walked to the kitchen. “So,” Liam commenced, “what did you need me to bring?” “Nothing. I just needed to talk to you about next Monday before we open for the week. We have ...

... to fix up that sound system Delia was talking about.” “That’s why it’s helpful to have go-go dancers in cages high of the ground. They can tell us what’s up,” Liam laughed. I shook my head at him while he laughed. “Well, still. And we have to make sure Heath doesn’t come next week.” “Easy. Amp up security.” “Liam” I sighed, “they’re not gonna listen to more big men in their way. Hell, if they don’t listen to Jim that’s already a bad thing.” “Okay. I’ll do something. Just don’t know what.” “Whatever. Tomorrow, I think Cherry and Easy are going to be gone. So we have to call in Henna and Mali.” We had ten different dancers. Delia, Cherry, Henna, Mali, Easy, Neon, Jessica, Baby Doll, Lady and Star. It’s like dealing with 10 year-olds. They’re all fun, don’t get me wrong but they switch off days because they also strip every once in a while. It’s pretty hectic on weekends but we make it work. “Alright, and did you tell Delia happy birthday?” “Yep. 24 and counting,” I smiled. “And how old are you? 69?” Liam chuckled. I picked up my towel then hit him in the face. Liam grabbed the end of the towel and gave me a look. We played tug-a-war until I started ringing the towel. I hit Liam over and over then he pushed me against the counter. “Stop,” he laughed. “Okay,” I smirked, “after this one” I hit him one last time and he shoved me. We played our shove game for a bit then Liam brought his face closer to mine. I’m not saying I was attracted to him, but this was a different story. Liam ...