I’d followed my two beautiful young friends through the door by the stage. They’d nodded at a young man behind a desk to indicate that me being there was ok.
We were in a long ish corridor with numbered rooms on each side.
Claire took some time to explain, that after late shifts staff were allowed to stay the night in these rooms. Also if staff were particularly friendly with any customers they were allowed to bring them in for a ‘fun break’.
There were strict rules that money must not change hands. The girls were well enough paid and looked after to ensure they did not have to to turn tricks and Mike and Fiona ran a really strict operation.
If there was a hint that girls were breaking the rules on this they were instantly dismissed. Fiona in particular ruled the place with fierce pride and she was unrelenting and totally inflexible when it came to rule breaking.
I looked forward to meeting them, they seemed firm but fair and maybe even Sarah would appreciate they were looking after the girls welfare.
Claire grabbed my hand and pulled me in through a black door with a white number 3 on the front. Ayesha followed still looking upset and very subdued.
“The thing is” Claire started “this is very delicate and it could turn out very badly for my lovely friend and that can’t happen” her eyes were passionately focused on Ayesha who looked up and nodded. “We both like and trust you Sam and we desperately need your help” I nodded “strictly confidential” I agreed.
Claire smiled and made a start “Fiona and Mike have strict rules, we know where we stand, the work and conditions are great. Unfortunately, Ayesha has messed up” Ayesha whimpered unsuccessfully trying to hold back the big tears that were now cascading down her cheeks.
Claire stopped and squeezed her hand keeping hold of it as she continued with the story.
“One of the rules, and Mike agrees it is absolutely essential, is that he does not get involved in any way with the staff. He and Fiona make it clear that it would be bad business, could be interpreted as exploitative and would be a massive strain on their marriage.”
Ayesha was beginning to pul herself together. “Let me explain please Claire” she said “it sounds really bad and I’d rather tell the story myself” she looked broken. Claire smiled at her “ok lovely, you go for it, I’ll dive in if you need help”
Ayesha’s sadness and desperation gave a different perspective to her beauty and I could see how easy it would be for anybody to fall in love with her. she was stunning!
“I’d been working here for two years” she started “everything had been going brilliantly, I’d met Claire at university and we immediately became close - working together seemed the next natural step and at first it was such a lot of fun. It was good for business too the banter and flirting was off the scale. We both enjoyed the odd ‘fun break’, sometimes together and the club was thriving.” Ayesha paused gulping back some tears. Claire seamlessly took over.
“ Mark was a total dick then too but Mike and Fiona kept him on a short leash but on the whole he seemed pretty harmless.
Unfortunately, one evening, Fiona had had to get Mac to run her home as she was feeling unwell. Mike was cashing up and failed to spot that Mark was making a nuisance of himself. Ayesha and I had planned to stay together in one of the rooms but at the time I’d developed a really close relationship with one of the customers and when he’d showed up late I’d taken him to the room next door to the one we’d planned to stay in.
After about 15 minutes, and when I had my man’s cock in my mouth, I heard loud voices from the room Ayesha was in.
Mark had got into the room and Ayesha was busy repelling his over amorous advances. She was more than holding her own. I stood in the doorway horrified but proud at how strong she was being. Mike had then burst past grabbed Mark by the collar and thrown him out of the club.
I’d gone back to fucking the life out of my friend assuming Ayesha had gone to sleep”
Ayesha coughed and looked at Claire.
“I hadn’t though, Mike had invited me for a drink to calm my nerves, he was good company and one thing led to another. I knew it was wrong but he’d been so kind and Claire’s loud shagging next door had turned us both on. He’d been a fantastic lover and we’d probably covered the entire karma sutra a couple of times over by the time the night was out.
“But surely no one knew” I asked “just a question of keeping quiet, covering your tracks and denying everything”
“That’s what I thought” Ayesha answered
“What I didn’t know was that the bastard had set up a recording device”
“Why would Mike do that” I asked
“Not Mike you idiot” Claire responded “Mark, he was so delusional he thought Ayesha would be putty in his hands and he wanted it filmed. He’s been using it against Ayesha ever since.
“Fuck” I said “ I don’t suppose me beating the shit out of him would help”
They both smiled. “Thank you Sam,” Ayesha said soulfully, “it wouldn’t but getting Sarah to visit the club might”
“How?” I asked trying to hide the incredulity in my voice.
Claire was quick to answer the question “He found out we were having the time of our lives as a threesome and getting you both here is one of his demands. He hates me because I hate him. Simple as that really”
I looked at them both. You couldn’t help but love these two, they had spirit and personality in abundance and, despite the problems they faced they were the most gorgeous creatures on earth. Wanting to help them in their distress was an absolute given.
“I’ll do my best on one condition” I said. “Your offer of the pair of you fucking me till I am unable to use my legs is only if you want to and..”
That’s two conditions” Claire interrupted
I held my hand up “and you have to find a way to involve Sarah as well”
The mood was slightly lightened and they both laughed. Ayesha looked fondly at Claire and opened her pretty mouth “You’re right he is a greedy old fucker isn’t he” she laughed.
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