Dirty Work

It was finally fucking Valentines day and I could feel my entire body shaking with anxiety and nerves. I was so worried about tonight and how Jack would react that I didn't even notice when Josh walked into the basement where I had had Austin and Mike set everything up. There was a single chair screwed to the concrete floor (which took longer than any of us thought it would) sitting in front of not just one but TWO stripper poles and off to the side was a four poster bed with red and black satin sheets, not that that mattered but, details are nice. Thankfully, Jack was at work and hadn't been home; in fact, he wasn't due home for another two hours or such, leaving me plenty enough time to get everything ready.

"Everything ready to go?" Josh asked, walking down the basement stairs.

Over the past week, I'd used the excuse that I was going over to the club to 'babysit' the guys, which wasn't totally a complete lie, but I hoped that with everything me and Josh have over said week will pay off. Because if it doesn't, I'm out four thousand dollars.

Yeah. Four thousand. Vic and Josh weren't going easy on me with this. Do I blame them? No. Absolutely fucking not. Josh has some major ass fucking balls to agree to this.

Turning my attention back to said man, I nodded. "Yep, everything's set up and ready to go."

He nodded, smiling. "Is it wrong I'm excited for this?" 

I shook my head, chuckling. "Naw, I am too. Just don't get any crazy ideas Franceschi."

"'Course not." The Briton replied with a wink.

"So, what are you gonna do for the next two hours while me and Jack are upstairs and I'm fixing him dinner?"

Josh shrugged, sitting down in the chair. "Maybe I could help you prepare dinner for him? I know how to cook. And maybe when you know he's close to getting home, I can rush down here and hang out down here till you're ready."

"That sounds great. Do you know how to properly cook lasagna? It's like his favorite dish and I wanna make it special y'know?"

Josh nodded again, standing back up. "Yeah, before I became a... Stripper, I worked at my parents Italian restaurant for a few years before they kicked me out."

"Why'd they kick you out?" Out of all of the guys who worked for Vic, I think Josh was the one who I knew least about. You'd think after spending a week together, kissing and grinding to our hearts content against the others thigh that we'd know something about each other other than the fact the we were both strippers before we worked for Vic and that we both really enjoyed hair pulling.

"Um, they gave me the choice to either go to college and become a lawyer like they wanted or move to California and live with my grandpa and still go to school there. When I refused both, they kicked me out onto the streets and I had to take up stripping to survive." He shrugged as if the thought didn't bother him. And maybe it didn't. 

"Oh."

"Yeah, the last time I talked to them was like last year around Christmas time. I told them to fuck off and that I didn't want anything to do with the people who were supposed to love me the most but yet kicked me out all because I wouldn't go to school. Haven't heard a peep since. I don't even know if they're alive."

"I'm sorry?" I didn't know whether it was the right thing to say or not, and by the way Josh chuckled and went to walk up the stairs, it made me even more unsure. 

He turned his head back to face me when he was half way up the stairs and I hadn't even made a move to step on the first step. "You coming or what?"


~~~
Apparently cooking dinner with Josh automatically turns into a giant food fight.

Currently we were upstairs in Jacks kitchen preparing the dinner I had planned out with Josh stirring the noodles and cutting up bread to serve as well while I prepared the sauce and cheese to be cooked. 

Somewhere along the line, Josh had threw a chunk of bread of me and it had hit me across my cheek.

I had heard him giggle and before he could say anything, I was throwing a spoon full of (thankfully cold) pasta sauce at him, chuckling when it splattered out across his cheek and chin but most of it getting on his shirt.

He threw back two more pieces of bread, getting crumbs and flour everywhere considering this bread was just made fresh and still had the white powder on them.

"You fucker!" I screamed as pieces of the bread landed into my batch of sauce.

He laughed again and I threw another spoonful, this one fuller than the last, at him and exaggerated it with an 'ha!' as it splattered out across him again.

"You're a dick." He grumbled, grabbing a dish towel and beginning to clean up the mess we'd made.

"Well, they do say that you are what you ride." I said with a smirk.

"You are what you eat, dumbass. Not ride. Although for you, it doesn't matter which one you use. You're still a dick." Josh huffed out, rolling his eyes for extra emphasis.

"Whatever, least I'm cute." I said, sticking my tongue out at him and giggling.

"You're such a dweeb."

"Mm. Hurry up and finish that bread. I need to have this done and set within the next forty minutes."

"Aye aye, captain."


~~~
Jack had called about fifteen minutes ago and had told me he was almost home.

If I hadn't been nervous before, I sure was now.

Josh was still helping me set the candles and tablewear up before he would disappear downstairs where he would stay until me and Jack came down to... Put our show on the road.

"Okay. I think that's everything." I said, lighting the last candle.

"Alright. Looks great." Josh said, helping me place the plates, already filled with the pasta and bread, on the table just as we heard the front door handle jiggle and open.

"Alex?" We heard Jack call out and Josh nearly jumped out of his skin he ran so fast to the basement, thankfully, gently closing the door behind him.

"In here!" I called, hearing his footsteps walk down the hardwood flooring in the hallway.

"Baby, what are all of the li-?" Jack started, walking into a dimly lot kitchen and seeing me standing there by the dining table.

Me and Josh had turned off majority of the lights in the house, only leaving a few on to illuminate certain parts of the area and give off a more romantic feel.

Jack laid his keys down onto the counter by the sink before sliding his suit jacket off and laying it on the island.

"Alex, w-what is all this?" He asked, stepping closer to me.

I smiled and bit my lips, grabbing his hands when he was close enough and linking our fingers together.

"Happy Valentines day Jay." I whispered, pecking his lips.

I felt his smile against mine and he let out a small chuckle when I pulled back.

"You did all of this? By yourself?" He arched an eyebrow at me.

"Um I may have had some help."

It wasn't a complete lie.

Jack kissed me again. "I love it."

"I'm glad you do. It took me pretty much all day to prepare this."

"Took you all day to prepare a simple meal, Lex? I don't believe you."

I scoffed, gently smacking his chest. "No, it's taken me like three hours to do dinner but it's taken like six hours, ever since you left this morning actually, to get everything set up for when you got home."

"Do you mind if I ask who helped you?" 

"Mike, Austin and Josh."

Jack nodded. "No Vic?"

I rolled my eyes at him. "No. No Vic."

He chuckled and kissed me again before eyeballing the dinner I had set out for us.

"Looks good. Hopefully it tastes just as amazing." He winked at me, pulling away and sitting in one of the chairs with a plate in front of it.

I took my seat across from and watched, practically in fucking awe, as he tore into the lasagna and bread.

"Jesus, Jack. Did you forget to eat lunch again?" I asked, giggling like a mad man.

He paused his animalistic eating and stared at me, smirk on his face. 

He wiped at his mouth with a napkin before leaning across the table to kiss me again.

"It's lovely. Thank you." 

I grinned against his mouth. "You're welcome. Now eat. I have another surprise for you after dinner."


~~~
After Jack basically scarfed down his dinner and I finished mine, placing both plates in the sink, I practically assaulted him with something I'd been hiding in my back pocket.

I pulled it out lightning quick and before he could even move away from the table when he stood up, I was wrapping the thin piece of fabric around his eyes.

Jack jumped but didn't try to struggle his way out of the blindfold. Instead he simply jus chuckled.

"Alex, what are you doing?" He asked as I secured it behind his head, making sure that none of his hair got caught in the knot.

"You'll see." Ignoring the urge to laugh at my own pun, I began to guide Jack over to the basement door, opening it sneakily and gently pushing him forward.

"Why're we going to the basement, Lex?"

I giggled, helping him down the wooden stairs carefully. "Hold on baby."

I could practically hear his eye roll and chuckled, guiding him carefully down the stairs until we reached the bottom.

I saw Josh out of the corner of my eye, already in his outfit for the night and he waved and winked at me as I sat Jack down in the chair that was in front of the poles.

"Baby?" Jack called out, hearing me walk away from him.

"Hold on. Just one more second okay baby?"

He sighed, leaning back and relaxing into his chair.

I grabbed the two pairs of handcuffs me and Josh had laid on the bed earlier and walked back over to Jack and linked one end of the cuff to his wrist before placing the other cuff to the arm on his chair, repeating the process with his other hand.

He pulled at the cuffs and I smirked when he groaned, obviously frustrated.

"Alex, please tell me what's going on?" Jack begged, his breathing becoming erratic.

I giggled, bending down and kissing him before once again walking away from him, stripping myself of my clothes.

I grabbed the little outfit I had and began to pull it on. Beginning with the pair of lace panties I had bought because my other pair I had had been tossed away long ago. 

Once the lace was pulled snug around my hips, I reached for the knee high fishnet stockings and pulled them up my legs as well, thankful that I had shaved earlier.

I then grabbed the little pleather skirt Vic had bought me back when I started stripping, struggling a bit to get it up my legs because seriously, I had grown a bit since I was sixteen.

Thankfully though, it still fit me and seconds later I was pulling the entire outfit together with a simple white button down belly shirt that tied in the front. Sliding on my signature heels that added a good four inches to my height, which made me taller than both Jack and Josh.

I smirked at the Briton, who was still hidden in one corner of the room, wanting his presence to be a complete mystery to Jack when I pulled off the blindfold.

I sauntered back over to Jack, shaking my hips flirtatiously even though he couldn't exactly see it.

I bent down again, letting my skirt ride up in the back, shaking my hips again as I pulled the blindfold down Jacks face, finally allowing him to see.

He blinked a few times, allowing his eyes to fully adjust to the semi lit room from varied candles and lights we had put up earlier as well.

When his eyes finally focused on me, they widened incredibly and his hands immediately went to touch me, being instantly retrained by the handcuffs around his wrists.

I tsked at him playfully, shaking my head and once again swaying my hips back and forth... Side to side, nice and slow, watching as his eyes followed my every movement.

"Happy Valentines day, Jay." I whispered, biting my bottom lip before standing straight once again and allowing him to see what was behind me and eyeball my entire outfit.

"A-Alex.. What..." Jack began, seeing my belly shirt, short as fuck skirt, my fishnets and my heels.

I giggled, backing up a bit and beginning to slide my hand over one of the poles, strutting around it, my eyes flicking towards Josh and seeing him nod once before he stepped out of the shadows, walking discreetly up to Jack, whose eyes never left me, and wrapping his arms around my boyfriends neck.

Jack let out a small gasp, twisting his head awkwardly to see who had touched him, obviously knowing it wasn't me considering I was nowhere near him.

I giggled again, swinging my body around the pole and sliding down it as Josh spoke, finally revealing his identity because of his thick accent.

"Hi Jack." The Brit said, licking the shell of Jacks ear before removing his arms from around his neck, walking around the chair and waving at the stunned man before blowing a kiss in his direction and backing up until his back collided with the second stripper pole that was screwed and bolted (just like Jacks chair) into the floor and ceiling, courtesy of Austin and Mike.

"Since it's Valentines day, I decided to be a bit... Naughty and me and Josh are going to put on a show for you, okay baby?" I said, looking over at Josh, who basically wore the same thing as me only, instead of having a skirt on he wore black short shorts and his shirt was black.

Jack didn't say anything, only nodded his head  surprisingly, and I began my part of the show, basically warming things up before the real fun began.

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Notes

HAI OK SORRY I HAVEN'T BEEN UPDATING BUT LIFE GOT IN THE WAY AND I'VE HAD FINALS AND TESTS AND GRADUATION FOR ME IS IN 13 DAYS SO I'LL BE UPDATING A LOT MORE AFTER THEN BUT YEAH THIS WAS ORIGIANALLY GONNA BE A LOT LONGER -probs near nine thousand words tbh, now it's only 2.3k words oops- BUT YEAH I JUST COULDNT FOCUS SO THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE HELLA LONG AND IT'S MY APOLOGY FOR MAKING YOU GUYS -specifically JacksWife678- WAIT FOR SMUT BUT AGAIN IM SORRY AND I WILL PROBS HAVE THE NEXT CHAPT UP SOMETIME WITHIN THE NEXT FEW DAYS BC IM NOT GOING TO SCHOOL MONDAY AND I HAVE TUESDAY OFF YAY ME BUT YEAH... LEAVE COMMENTS AND SUCH I LOVE READING THEM BC Y'ALL ARE HILARIOUS SMTIMES