Friday's 55

A (long) while ago, I had decided that Fridays would be flash fiction days. This was many, many Fridays ago. So with another attempt at being more regular... Here's today's fiction in 55 words:

She swung one long, tanned leg around the pole and swayed to the beats that shook the dimly lit bar.
‘Here sugar,’ breathed a potbellied man as he reached across, tucking sweaty currency into her g-string. She bit her lower lip and bent forward, offering him a better view.
She could have been a model.

Update:
It seems I've inspired a post from this guy over at Dilettante.