“Welcome back to the stage, Miss Anastasia Wild!”
Back on stage, they had set up props just for Mia. With a stool in the middle of the stage, she walked past greeting the audience.
“I’m baaack!” Mia yelled as she wiggled out in her sexy red sequin corset costume.
The catcalls and yells were all for her. She was looking sexy in her burlesque costume, and they were ready for her next hot song and dance. Mia got in a sassier mindset ready to make a statement.
“By now you all have noticed that we have some celebrity guests with us tonight from the IWX. Let’s turn that stage light over to the corner. Wave gentlemen. We were not expecting such huge stars to join us tonight. The man with the plan, Mr. Davis Preston. The one and only, ‘Twelve Inch’ Gage Stone, and last but not least, Cyrus ‘The Crusher’ Evans!’
‘Girls. Are you seeing these big hunky men in that corner? I can barely contain myself.”
She acted like she was about to faint and waved her glove covered hand like a fan.
“Mr. Davis? Could you humor this old dame and join me on stage?” He acted at first like he wouldn’t do it to work up the crowd. “Come on, club. We can do better than that. Show this man some love. Let’s hear it!”
The crowd clapped and cheered to get Davis worked up, and Cyrus got up and escorted Davis to the stage. As soon as his boss stepped to Mia, Cyrus turned to go back to his seat.
Mia stopped him, waving him back. “Oh no, sexy man. Wait just a minute, big boy. You…”
Cyrus pointed to himself.
“Yes, you. You need to come to give Miss Wild something special.”
Cyrus went back to the edge of the stage while Davis was standing next to her with a cheesy grin.
“How about a little kiss for your number one fan?”
She pointed to her cheek, and Cyrus looked up with a sly grin, winking at her as rubbed his beard. He looked over his shoulder at the crowd with a smirk as they taunted him to do it.
Jumping on stage, he grabbed her around the waist. “I can do better than that.”
Cyrus dipped Mia to the side and kissed her full on the lips. Mia moaned into his mouth as he parted her lips with his tongue. He lifted her slightly and deepened the kiss, making the crowd go wild, watching their mini make-out session.
When he finally released the kiss with a pop, Mia had to blink a few times to gather herself, whispering under her breath. “Holy smokes. Wow.”
When she came back to herself, she was in awe. His lips felt like heaven and he was an amazing kisser. Like a pro, she stayed in character. Mia put her hand on her mouth and pretended to fall over to Davis. Leaning her arm on the man’s shoulder for support, she took her hand to her forehead like she was going to faint.
Playing along, Davis grabbed the handkerchief from his suit pocket and fanned her.
“Woah! What a man!” She said in a perky pinup way, still fanning herself.
Cyrus did his Crusher roar with hands in the air in victory.
Gage jumped up and yelled. “Hey! Hey, Cyrus!” The stage light went to him. “Cyrus, no touching the dancers!”
Cyrus yelled back, “Dude, you’re thinking of strip clubs. That’s down the street.”
The audience laughed as Gage waved him off. Mia turned to Davis to start the performance, trying not to laugh at the playful buddies.
“Well, Girls, I knew when these men walked in the joint they were something special. But you, big man. You’re a Real… Big… Spender.”
The crowd knew what her next song was and cheered wildly. The music played as she led Davis to the stool by his tie. Mia sang and danced around him as the catcalls from the crowd erupted, egging her on.
Her hips bounced to the beat as she sang the retro tune. Teasing her finger over Davis’ chest, she sat on his lap continuing the performance. She got up from his lap as a stagehand slid the stool Davis was sitting on, with him in it, to one side of the stage. Davis was playing along perfectly as he hooted and hollered. It was obvious he was drunk and having a grand time.
While she danced to the music, she suddenly ripped away the removable skirt of her outfit to reveal the lingerie look underneath with thigh-high stockings and garter belts.
The crowd erupted, and Cyrus was awestruck. His mouth gaping open and his eyes popped out like a cartoon character. “Hot damn. She’s fucking sexy. Gage. Are you seeing this?”
“I sure am, buddy. You were right. Her tits are amazing.”
Cyrus smacked him in the gut, rolling his eyes. “Don’t be a perv.”
“Hey. You started it. If you didn’t want me to look at her rack, you shouldn’t have put the thought in my head this morning.”
Davis’s eyes got wide at the sight of her revealing outfit and whistled so loud Mia thought her ears would pop. Cyrus and Gage knew their old friend, Davis, was eating up the attention. He loved a pretty woman and more so, being the center of attention.
Mia sang to the crowd and danced across the stage with ease. Running over to Davis, she pretended to grab something from his suit jacket and threw up fake money in the air, concealed in her costume.
“... a real big spender.”
After the performance, Mia asked for a champagne bottle and popped the cork, pouring it into two glasses. She handed one to Davis, toasting him. She kissed Davis on the cheek and tipped her glass to him with a clank and toasting the crowd.
Mia had had so much fun on stage with Davis she was shaking with excitement. He was good at playing along with the song, and he had a blast joining in. She hugged Davis and thanked him for helping her, sending him back to his seat.
“Let’s hear a big round of applause for Mister Davis Preston. Thank you for being a good sport.”
The announcer chimed in, “And let’s give a big round of applause for the beautiful... Miss Anastasia Wild?”
Mia bowed and went off stage straight to Carrie, who grabbed her hands with glee.
“I did it! Carrie, I did it!”
As they celebrated, Carrie looked to the doorway.
“Look…” Carrie pointed to the entryway. “I have to get back on stage. Good job, babe. You were amazing. I knew you could do it.”
Mia turned to the dressing room door. “Cyrus? What are you doing back here?”
He walked over, handing her a bouquet of roses, and kissing her cheek. “You were amazing, flower. Can you come out for a minute to our table? I want you to meet Davis and Gage.”
“Yes. Give me a second to change. You didn’t have to get me roses, but they’re beautiful. You’re so sweet. I could get used to this pampering,” she said with a smile shyly.
“It’s your big night. Someone needed to show the star her worth.” He winked, stepping closer. His breath tickled her ear as he leaned in. “You look sexy as hell. As proud as I am of you, I’m jealous those other men out there saw my girl in that outfit.”
Mia bit her lip, looking up at him. “You’re, girl?”
Cyrus blushed. “Sorry… I just… I thought… I’ll just be out at the table. Mia, you were amazing.”
With a quick kiss on the cheek, he rushed out, nervous about his slip of the tongue.
Mia giggled at his shyness while smelling the roses, holding them to her heart. She was feeling so much more than average tonight. She was on top of the world.
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Author note: Cyrus is so shy it's adorable.