A New Direction
After Cynthia's marriage collapses, she finds that her boring life needs a new direction, so when an old friend offers her the chance to become a manager of a prominent strip club downtown, she takes it, and a brand new adventure begins.
A New Direction Chapter One: Trouble In Paradise.
Chapter One: Trouble in Paradise Tony banged on the bathroom door as I emptied my stomach for the third time. Alexander’s Substack is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.
A New Direction Chapter Two: Good Out Of Bad.
Chapter Two: Good out of Bad "Well, that was fast," I said as I discovered Jeff had already remarried. We hadn't been divorced for four months yet, and Jeff was already on his second wife. Teresa, one of my former friends. A self-proclaimed sex addict. I say former because she tried to get with Jeff on multiple occasions.
A New Direction Chapter Three: New and Old Friends.
"You know they don't talk, right?" I smiled at the teenager behind the counter at the movie theatre desk. "Sorry," the young man smiled as he gave me my ticket stub. "You didn't have to embarrass the guy," Katy said as we walked into the movie theatre.
A New Direction Chapter Four: A Step Forward.
"Not dealing with you today," I shook my head as I walked into my office Monday morning. Tyson was already at my office door waiting for me. "You know the workday starts at eight," Tyson said. "Yes, I know," I replied. "It's eight-ten," Tyson said, staring at his watch.
A New Direction Chapter Five: Finding Happiness.
The first few weeks were a bit rough. Getting the hang of being a manager for a strip club wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. First, it was managing schedules, then as soon as the ladies found out that I used to be a therapist, they all came to me with their problems.
A New Direction Chapter Six: Looking Back.
"Holy fuck!" Winston shouted as he came inside me for the third time. "Damn! You are one hot piece of fucking ass. I tell you!" He gave my large ass a loud smack as his dick fell out of my cum filled hole. Winston plummeted onto the couch. "Calling it quits already?" I asked, staring at the sweat rolling down his face and chest.
A New Direction Chapter Seven: Getting Things Done.
“Holy shit,” I said as I got off the treadmill. “You did a lot better today,” Stephen said as he handed me a water bottle. “Tell that to my legs,” I responded as my thighs felt like they were on fire. I didn’t know trying to get into a man’s pants would be so hard.
A New Direction Chapter Eight: Reaching The End.
"Fuck," I said as I downed another glass. "Stop it," Roxxy said, rubbing my back as I watched the events on the television. The news was on, and they were going over the events that transpired. It happened just like Roxxy said it would. "I did that," I said, feeling sick to my stomach.