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This can be read as a standalone although it is the fourth in a series. First time readers only really need to know is that there is only kind of sex permitted once you are inside The Back Bar.
Zumba brought in a couple from outside into the corridor to line up behind those waiting to get to Josie’s desk. Leaving them at the back of the queue, Zumba eased past the two groups in front, the ones waiting and a group of three, a woman and two men who had just paid to go in and were listening as Josie told them the rules. Zumba waited until she had finished and the group had disappeared behind the green door into the function room. Then Zumba gestured to the next group to wait a moment.
“What is it?” Josie hissed at him, trying to be discreet.
“There’s quite a queue outside the door. And quite a few are unaccompanied men.” Zumba looked concerned.
“Shit,” Josie replied, now sharing his worry, “we’ve already let about fifty customers in. We’re almost full as it is.”
While they were thinking on this, the couple Zumba had asked to wait looked anxious and the man coughed. “Do you mind?” he asked, trying to order them to get back to work, trying to ask politely.
Josie smiled at the couple. “Okay,” she whispered to Zumba, “this is what we’ll do. I’ll look after the ones you have already let in here.” She gestured at the two groups waiting. “You go inside and see if you can find Maggie or Armand and tell them about outside, see what they say.” She smiled at the anxious couple who strode up to her as Zumba went inside. The male looked the sort who was used to getting his way. Clearly he did not appreciate being asked to wait, even for that short moment. The woman had kept quiet, careful it seemed not to want to attract attention to herself. Josie ignored the man and smiled at her. “So,” she asked with her best customer service smile, “do you want to get fucked up the arse?”
The woman looked possibly accusingly at her partner. Then she turned to Josie as the man seemed to be concentrating on the green door, as if he could open it and step through simply by force of mind. “Oh yes,” the woman smiled, now past her surprise at Josie’s directness, “that’s what I’m here for. I’m Maureen and he’s Jack.” Maureen even nudged Jack to make him politely greet Josie.
“Hello,” he responded, quite stiffly.
“And you’ll be…” Josie started to ask him.
“Oh, he’ll be watching, won’t you Jack?” Maureen continued before Jack could say anything further. She smiled at Josie. “It’s his thing,” she added so matter of fact. “Now pay the woman so we can get started,” Maureen ordered Jack who now seemed completely cowed.
Josie accepted Jack’s payment and organised their wristbands. Then after reciting the rules, she smiled at Maureen. “You need to be available,” she told the eager woman.
“Not a problem,” Maureen sang back as she unbuttoned her jeans and stepped out of them then quickly pulled down her panties. She may have planned it. Although she was bare from the waist down, her top reached far enough down her sweet, round bottom forcing you to imagine what the rest was like. Maureen even flicked up the back of her top to fully expose herself at the hapless Jack. “You’re a watcher, you won’t be getting any of this in there,” she laughed.
Josie was not clear if that was a shared joke or a taunt. But at least, she reasoned, Maureen was in control. Jack licked his lips as he stared at the forbidden bottom which to Josie only muddied their dynamic further. Maureen let the garment fall to again only suggest what was down there. She quickly grabbed Jack by the wristband, almost dragged him from the corridor and into the action.
Well, you never can tell, Josie smiled to herself.
A moment later, Zumba came back out. The next, remaining, couple were hanging back choosing to politely wait for Josie to invite them. “Those two you just let in,” he smiled. “She asked me if I would do her when I was about to head out here. They were literally only a foot inside the door.”
Josie chose to look inscrutable. “And did you?”
“Maybe later. But on the other matter. I had to interrupt Maggie…”
Josie smiled. “Of course you did…”
“Well she told her man to stay in there but to stop for a moment while she decided what to do. So. I’m to send everyone outside away with a 10% discount voucher for next time. And from then on, I’m to only let anyone else in as customers leave. Two out, two in, like that.”
Josie nodded and waved the waiting couple to come to the desk as Zumba went outside to break the news. Not only had they waited nervously for Josie to get them to come up to her, but they were meek with her. Josie could get no story out of them about why they had come except that they both wanted to pay to watch. Josie sensed that they were well out of their comfort zone. But she reasoned that as they had only paid to watch, they should be okay once inside. No one was going to hassle them for any action.
Josie and Zumba had nothing to eskişehir escort do after the meeks had entered. The night was young, so no one was ready to leave yet. They had time to actually talk about themselves. Zumba told Josie how Maggie had recruited him from his security job at a gay bar. And Josie told him that she was still camming on her nights off.
“Has this changed how you cam?” Zumba asked her.
Josie laughed. “You’ll have to log in and see for yourself,” she challenged.
The green door opened. The meek couple, the last customers they had let in, came back out as meekly as they had gone in. It had been only about half an hour. They looked down and away, clearly did not want to be caught for an explanation. Josie of course wanted to stop them to find out what was up with them, why they had come there in the first place. But she could see that they were not going to engage with her, both of them looking at the floor as they walked past, could not have been more keen for Zumba to open the exit door so that they could flee.
“That’s a new record,” he laughed with Josie when they had escaped safely. “I wonder what was up with them.”
Josie smiled, thinking back to her time camming and how some punters reacted. “They were either shocked out of their socks. Or they got some new ideas and had to rush home to try them out.”
“Sure,” Zumba sneered.
Josie rolled her eyes at that. “Not everyone needs to do it in front of an audience to get their rocks off,” she reminded him.
That got him laughing. “You and me for starters,” he chortled. Which was true, but only after closing time.
“And everyone else in there,” she reminded him. “Now have a look outside and see if anyone is waiting. We can let them in to replace your two.”
Zumba checked through the spyhole and his eyes almost pinged out of their sockets. Quickly he let the objects of his excitement in. Josie looked up as they approached and even she was impressed.
Two stunning women strode past Zumba both with smiles that showed they knew exactly what he was thinking about them as they sashayed straight towards Josie. The taller, thinner blonder one wore a tight fitting jacket over a plain blouse and a micro mini that showed off the tops of her stockinged long thin legs; she knew exactly what she was doing dressing like that. She led her companion up to Josie’s desk.
She already had decided. “I believe it is twenty dollars to watch,” she pronounced in a deep European accent.
“You are right,” Josie agreed, sitting up straight.
“And twenty dollars for my friend too,” the tall stunning blonde announced, shaking her long wavy hair out, halfway down her back, almost as if she did not know or care what effect that she might have.
“Certainly,” Josie smiled. And she checked out the companion. Unlike the blonde, she looked away, disinterested as if what she expected to find inside was somehow beneath her. But she too was a picture. With shorter wavy dark hair, she looked nothing like her companion. She stood there also aware of the effect that she created, with a sort of evening dress barely containing her enormous breasts. Unlike the display of her friend’s flesh, her dress wafted down to her ankles. Although a slit up one side, almost to the top of her thigh, suggested that she was not beyond displaying her body to advantage if she chose. But her friend had made it clear that they were merely going to watch.
Josie managed to hold their attention long enough to advise them of the rules and then let them slink inside.
“Those two won’t last like that for long,” Zumba exclaimed. “Did you see those bottoms?”
Josie felt comfortable enough to be honest with the doorman. “What bottoms? I was too caught up with the breasts and the legs,” she admitted. But she accepted Zumba’s point that the pair almost certainly had a plan for the night. She guessed that they had decided to initially reconnoitre the place. And with them in as replacements, she and Zumba had more down time to themselves.
Zumba was about to start a conversation when the green door flew open and Maggie rushed through. Her eyes were wide with concern. “Do you know who they were?” she exploded. And clocked the surprise on the faces of the door staff. “Of course you don’t,” she continued, still at high excitement. “That was Armand’s girlfriend!”
It took Josie and Zumba a moment to recompose. “Which one?” Zumba eventually asked.
Still wide-eyed, Maggie explained. “The legs. The other one is her best friend.”
Josie now came back to earth. “So what are we supposed to do?”
“Act natural.” Although Maggie was acting anything but.
“Sure, like you are doing now. Got it.” Josie pointed out then tried to calm Maggie down. “They paid to watch so they have the white wristbands on. What do we do if they want to change wristbands? Do you know what Armand’s attitude is?”
Maggie sighed. “Well, we did challenge him to bring her here, remember. So I guess eskişehir escort bayan they have something worked out.” She looked at the roof for a moment. “Well, I hope so. Guess I better go back in and get a sense of what’s doing. I’ll keep you posted.”
“And?” Josie asked Maggie with a smile “I hear you were busy before…”
“Only two so far, love,” Maggie replied. “Still plenty of time.” Then she gave Josie a big smile. Then turned and lifted her dress to wriggle her bottom at her. “They were both pretty good. I’m feeling kind of loose down there now.” She bounced around on her spot for a moment as if she was reliving it. Then she got serious, dropping her dress down. “Look, I’ll be back if there’s anything else. Otherwise, keep calm. And pray, I guess. Leave it with me. I’ll try to keep the patrons happy.”
Josie accepted that Maggie could manage to keep doing that as she disappeared back inside again. Josie looked to Zumba who had a shit eating grin, having processed Maggie’s story in his own way.
Josie decided to do something about that. “Zumba, I may not be a psychologist, but I strongly think that you should keep away from the arse of your boss’s girlfriend.”
“I don’t know. She smiled at me like she liked me.”
Josie shook her head. “Did you actually hear anything that Maggie just said? I would say that there is even more reason to.” She tried to give her colleague a sense of the gravity of the situation. “Look, I’ll promise you my arsehole again at the end of the night if you keep away from her.”
Zumba’s imagination was still ruling. “If she looks like she wants it, then that’s what I’ll do.” Like there were no consequences likely.
Josie tried again. “Don’t forget the consent aspect of this place. And in this case, I think there is consent if you hear her say to Armand ‘I would like that nice security man to fuck me up the arse’ and Armand says in response ‘Yes, I think that is a very good idea.’ Then you have consent. Otherwise, if I were you assume that consent has not been given.”
“The woman has a mind of her own, to make her own decisions, I’m sure.” He had a point. She seemed pretty self-assured.
But Josie did not quite give up. “Zumba, you are thinking with your cock which seems to be looking for trouble. I get that. If she changes her wristband that does not mean that she is thinking about you. And what’s in there.” Josie pointed at his pants. “Hello,” she smiled and waved at his crotch. Then she tried to be serious again. “At the moment, don’t forget, she’s a white wristband so completely off limits. I’d keep away from her until we’re clear what’s going on there.” Josie sighed loudly. She decided that she did not like such complications.
But Zumba laughed “Not if Maggie has anything to do with it. You’ll see, she’ll be out here soon for the colour change, don’t you worry.” Josie sighed again because she suspected that Zumba was probably right. And she just hoped that any fallout did not blow the place up.
*
Maggie went to prop up the bar. “Drink?” Roger asked her.
Maggie was about to refuse, but changed her mind. “Why not?” she told the barman. “Glass of red.”
Roger quickly supplied her order then noticed where she was looking. “That one looks up for it,” he told Maggie preening himself in case the woman Maggie was watching turned and saw him. “That’s the best pair of legs I’ve seen in this place,” he added, now showing real interest in the woman in the micro mini who was standing on the edge of the dance floor.
Appearing not to be aware of the interest being shown in her, Armand’s girlfriend was fascinated by a woman who stood a short distance away, spreading her buttocks with her hands while her man for the moment fucked her from behind. Her dark-haired companion gave her a nudge which she ignored. She went up closer for a good look. Her friend shook her head and stayed where she was. She too appeared uninterested that plenty of the patrons were watching her too.
Maggie snapped her fingers at Roger to stop him staring at the two of them. “Not you too!” she complained.
“What have I done?” Roger asked, apparently confused at her vehemence.
“She’s Armand’s girlfriend,” Maggie explained. Roger smiled as though that did not matter.
Willow walked up to join them. “Where’s your friend Michael?” she teased Maggie.
Concentrating on the dance floor, Maggie missed Willow’s sarky tone. “He said he would be along later,” she replied, flat and offhand. Michael was not her immediate concern.
“How many have you had?” Willow continued, missing Maggie’s distraction.
“Two,” Maggie replied automatically. “And you?” she remembered to ask.
“Only one,” Willow groaned. “Look at the selection. I thought I would be in demand. Do you think it’s what I’m wearing?” Maggie turned to look.
“Looks okay to me,” offered Roger.
“Maybe I should take it all off,” Willow wondered. Maggie raised an eyebrow at that.
“That works escort eskişehir for me if you do,” Roger suggested chivalrously.
“Shit,” Maggie announced suddenly, “she’s disappeared. Where has she gone?” She looked around. Willow looked at Maggie, somewhat unsure. “Tall, long legs, micro mini,” Maggie informed her. Willow looked none the wiser. “Armand’s girlfriend,” she revealed.
Willow shrugged. “Where’s Armand?” she asked reasonably enough.
Maggie looked around. “Over there. With her friend.” And indeed Armand was in conversation with the woman busting out in the evening dress. And the two of them seemed to be very intimate about something. But where was the other one?
At that moment, Armand’s girlfriend was asking Josie for her money back and for a change of wristband. She asked like there was to be no discussion about her change of mind, no chance for Josie to ask anything about why or what she planned for when she went back in. Although that was pretty obvious.
Still Josie had to try. “Are you sure?” she stammered, knowing that she had to say something. And try to appear cool with whatever Armand’s girlfriend asked while acting like she did not know who she was.
Not surprisingly, she picked up on the hint of concern in Josie’s tone. “Why else would I be asking?” Elana shot back. “If I am not sure.”
Josie shrugged at the logic of that. She recomposed herself. “It’s about consent. I have to make sure that you know what the black wristband means so that there are no problems later on.”
“It means that I am going back in there to get fucked up the arse,” Elana responded, so matter of fact.
“Fine, we’ve cleared that hurdle, clearly,” Josie started as she had so many times. “So no vagina, that’s off limits. But you do of course have control. You get to say no to any offers that you don’t want to accept. And of course, you can stop it at any time.”
Elana lightened a little. “That seems reasonable,” she agreed.
“There’s one other thing,” Josie told the tall woman. “You have to be available. So if you’re wearing any underwear…”
“Who says I am? No pants, just like you,” Elana smiled.
So she was observant, switched on. What else did she know? Josie kept her cool and smiled back. “Not quite, I have no skirt either.”
“True. You want me to lose the skirt too?”
“No, you just need to raise it to show me that there’s nothing in the way there.”
Elana smiled and lifted her micro mini above her hips to prove that she indeed had nothing underneath covering a firm but surprisingly round bottom. “You like what you see there?” she teased.
Josie chose to play up to that. “It looks pretty good. But it’s not me you are going to impress with it. Now let me sort out the wristband.” And in a moment, Elana was inside.
“That was one of the better bottoms,” Zumba confirmed now it was just the two of them again.
“You better not like it more than mine,” Josie warned him.
Maggie dashed out. “Have you seen the girlfriend?” she demanded urgently.
“Elana,” Josie replied calmly. “That’s her name,” she explained. “And she’s just gone back inside with a black wristband,” she added blandly.
“Shit, how could you?” Maggie exploded.
“She knew what she wanted, nothing I could do,” Josie replied calmly. “And anyway how could you lose sight of her? She’s tall with long legs…”
“It’s crowded in there,” Maggie complained. She turned to head back inside.
Josie shrugged. “I’m pretty sure she knows exactly what she’s going to do. And there’s nothing we can do about it.” Had Maggie heard her? She was gone inside. Josie turned to Zumba who was grinning again. “Well,” she told him, “it was good while it lasted.”
*
Maggie and Willow leaned against the bar. But they were not relaxed. “At least she hasn’t fucked anyone yet,” Maggie stated. They were trying to watch Elana discreetly, hoping that she would not get too keen on someone before they had to do something about it. Clearly if she decided she wanted a man he was not going to say no. So far she was being picky, no one had yet impressed her.
Willow nudged Maggie with concern when someone bold walked up to Elana. They watched her flirt for a while with this handsome man who she had not dismissed like the others. Elana was leading him on far more than she had yet, smiling, fluttering her eyes at him, then sidling up right up to him. Maggie was ready to go over, break them up somehow. But then Elana froze when her potential seducer placed a hand on her waist, gripping her tightly, grinning like he knew what she wanted. Only for it to end when she told him to let go, that she was saying no to him. Straight after that she walked up to another man to repeat her performance there. Maggie prayed that would be as far as she went. Big chance though when she had that cursed black wristband.
“What’s Armand up to? Willow wondered. She suddenly recalled Maggie’s earlier concerns. It was a good question. They both looked around the room to find where he was. They were sure Armand had gone nowhere near Elana after she came back in with her black wristband. Was he slyly watching her toying with this succession of potential fuckers? Did he approve of this game, was he encouraging it? Or, Maggie worried, was he even aware.
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