Come on Joseph, make your mind up…
Do I, or don’t I?
I take a deep breath and sigh. It is no use, I have made my mind up. I turn my back.
I smile and tug at the belt buckle on my pants, “Move over girls, I am coming in.”
“Why are we drawn to hookers?”
Stacey
“Work is just work.”
We stand in the doorway of the suite as Bell bids us her farewell. She had to get back to the club because Drake was not the sort of man to walk out on. Ty had said he would get her out of the club and that it had to be done his way to make it safe for her.
Joseph had finally made full use of the offer I made him for joining us in the shower, it was a fun session and would give us all something to think about for a while. He is so delicious… and so is Bell.
“You do realize, once I am at the club I have to dance and maybe, you know, actually fuck other guys?” He looks at me and I see shock lighting up his stubbled face.
“Unfortunately, I do know that, but it is your job. It is not as if you are doing it out of choice and cheating on me,” he replies.
“So, you will not get jealous?” I ask. His eyes lose their shine.
“Not jealous, but I won’t really like it if I think about it too much,” he says. “If I’m honest.”
“It’s not like we are really a couple anyway, we have only seen each other a few times,” I reply. I want him to be my boyfriend.
“I have shown you inside my room though, so I hope the relationship is not just a flash in the pan.” He wants me… wow.
“I never have a flash in the pan relationship, even one night stands I hate; believe it or not.”
“I suppose a lot of people expect hookers to jump into bed with anyone who asks them,” he says.
“Stereotypes, we have all been tarred with the same brush, but not me. Or Shona and Cally.”
“Well I need to get off to work, the world might need protecting,” Joseph says smiling.
“Yeah, I should grab a few things and bring them here before I head to the club later for my big first night,” I say. He looks amazing in blue jeans and his turquoise sweater.
“If you’re lucky, I might pay a visit, and you can dance for me,” Joseph says.
“You have never seen me dance, have you?”
“Not up close and personal, not yet,” he says smiling.
“You are in for a treat,” I reply.
“Why, are you any good?”
“With a body like this, I am the best,” I say in a laugh. Joseph laughs too.
I run my hands over my curves emphasizing how sexy my dancing is.
“You could show me now, couldn’t you, baby girl?” Joseph asks.
“Steady on Wet Wednesday, maybe later,” I reply in my most seductive tone.
“It will give me something to think about all day, that’s for sure,” he replies with his sexy, bedroom eyes.
We leave the hotel, and Joseph heads off to the club and his work. I go back to my tiny apartment to grab some more clothes and personal items. As I pack my clothes, I think of what Joseph has shown me in his room. Joseph has trusted me with a lot of private things; he has told me things even Beau and Ty don’t know. I had in fact, seen things that Joseph had said that only a few people knew.
The more I thought, there was one thing that really puzzled me. Joseph said, in all the countries, there were three-man teams. It was like the three of them here. I had read a few conspiracy theories, and my mind just wandered to the extreme.
What if all the three-men teams just happen to be brothers together?
I knew I was thinking too much, that could not be possible. These sorts of things don’t happen in the normal world; well at least not in my world. I was just a normal girl in a big city.
You have been watching too many movies, Stace.
I returned back to the suite and was starting to unpack my things. My mind wandered again. Why did Joseph actually have a hotel suite? Where was his home? Or didn’t he have one? He had never mentioned a house or an apartment, only this place.
I checked all the drawers, and there were minimal clothes here, he must have somewhere else where he lives.
I unpack all my things and make my way to the club. I am excited to be starting there; I feel I am back home now with Shona and Cally by my side.
“I am glad to have you back,” Shona says as I walk into the reception lobby.
“You will not be as happy as me! Tina took the news well,” I reply.
“So, tell me about Tina’s, what is going on there? We hear nothing about it,” Shona asks plainly.
“I think Tina will have to close, the customers are just regular guys now. She has turned it into a regular titty bar,” I explain.
“It is a shame, she had built it from nothing into the top place in the city.”
“Well, perhaps she just got too complacent with her situation. She was happy to just take the money and leave it at that.”
“That was then, and this is the now. Welcome to the next level of male entertainment,” Shona says laughing. “I miss her sometimes I must admit.”
“She’s different now. That Orlando Gaze changed her.” Shona ignores my comment. I know they were great friends before and I think it hurts her that they’re not, nowadays.
We walk through the large doors, and the club is already full. I see girls walking around the private pods. I can see arms stretch from inside, and then girls vanish. What is going on inside is anyone’s guess, but hopefully, I was going to find out very soon.
“Things are pretty much the same as Tina’s, but they are a bit more refined and private,” Shona explains.
“It seems a lot more upmarket,” I reply, looking at the opulence.
“What does Joseph say about you working here?” Shona asks.
“He accepts it is my job, and it is early days, you never know what will happen in the future between us,” I explain.
“Well then, are you ready for your big return?” Shona asks with a massive grin.
“Ready, willing and able, just show me where to get changed and I will hit the floor,” I say smiling.
“I forgot to say, Cally is back working two nights a week. She is only dancing, no hooking for her,” Shona explains.
“What about if someone asks for a double dance with her and me?” I ask.
“That is up to Cally, she calls the shots. If she is up for it, she will do it. If not, that is her choice.”
I make my way to the changing room and begin looking through some of the dresses on the racks. I remove my sweatshirt and jeans and fumble with the clasp on my bra. I can feel someone is watching and turn to face the door.
“Well it looks like you are nearly ready,” Joseph says smiling.
“How long have you been watching?” I ask with a wink.
“Just a couple of minutes, I was just passing and noticed you looking at the dresses,” he replies.
I cup my breasts and tease my nipples; I smile, “Well you going to gawp all day, or are you going to do some work?”
“Sorry, I was just admiring the view,” he replies with his devilish grin.
“You do realize, you have to pay for things in here?” I say laughing.
“I will have to check my funds later and see if I have enough spare cash,” he replies laughing.
“Go on, get off with you. I have work to do, Wet Wednesday.”
“I will see you later,” he says as he continues toward his office.
I step onto the floor and walk around the private pods. Girls are already strutting their stuff and in a state of undress. Plenty of pussies are already being rubbed against horny clients’ legs. Fat guys who are getting mighty hot under the collar are beaming.
I step past a pod, and a hand grabs me. “Stacey, I thought it was you,” the fire chief says.
“Hello Chief, not going to Tina’s?” I ask.
“No more, it is better here,” he says.
“Fuck yeah, I definitely do now,” he replies smiling.
I push the button, and the music fills the pod. The chief puts his hand on his legs. I lift my short dress; the delicate softness of my pink pussy showing. I face away from the chief and bend forward, the curve of my pussy bulging toward him.
“Ooh fuck, I have missed watching you,” he says with an erection pushing through his pants.
I slip out of my dress; I stand naked in front of him. My eager breasts are cupped by my womanly hands. I step closer to the chief and pinch my nipples as I rub my inner thighs against his pants.
“Fuck, you get me so hard,” he says grinning.
“Good, I get so wet when I dance for you,” I reply.
I arch my back and thrust my pink buds toward the chief’s face. He begins to look flushed as my nipples skim close to him.
“I can smell the sex of you,” he says.
“I am only as hot as you make me,” I reply.
“I wish you could see my hose,” he says laughing. He is so cute, sometimes.
“Oh, Chief, you are naughty,” I reply teasing my nipples as he puts cash in my suspender belt.
“I wish my hose could point at your fire,” he says.
“I bet you do, Mr. Fireman.”
Keep dreaming chief, I am only dancing for you, tonight.
“Work is just work.”
Joseph
“First nights can suck.”
I left Stacey to get dressed and begin her first night in the club. I had caught her standing naked as she flicked through the dresses. In my room, I close the door and log into the live feeds. I wondered if I could find her dancing on any of the cameras.
I find Stacey in camera eighteen and watch as she parades herself around the room. She walks in and around the pods, then she vanishes from view of the overhead camera.
Pod sixteen, I saw she had gone into. I tapped into the internal camera. I saw a fat guy becoming red in his complexion as Stacey stripped from her dress. She flicked her hair over her shoulder and thrust her chest toward his face.
The lucky son of a bitch.
I can feel my arousal as my manhood starts to get warm. I disable the door and go back to watch the camera as Stacey dances.
The bulge in my pants is growing as I watch her writhe on his legs. I pull at my belt and drop my pants to the floor. I pull down my shorts, my arousal growing as I watch Stacey dancing for the fat guy.
Fuck, she’s good.
I grab my throbbing shaft; my fingers wrap around the base as I tighten my grip. My cock hardens as I slowly start stroking my long shaft. My eyes are fixed on Stacey as she pinches and stretches her budded nipples. She is biting her lip as if she is enjoying it.
Fuck Stacey, you make me so hot, baby girl.
I watch as she faces away from the guy and sits on his leg. Her hips rock as her mountainous breasts swings in front of her body. I lick my lips. My aching cock throbs as my hand strokes up and down faster and faster. The warmth pulsing and pushing against the grip of my tight fingers.
Stacey turns to the guy and spreads her pussy; I zoom the camera in. I can see her budded clit as she rubs herself with her finger. Her hand rests on his shoulder. She raises her leg and places it on the chair.
Fuck, I wish my cock was deep inside her now…
I know the music will finish in the pod. I thrust faster and faster. I feel tingles in the head of my cock and my balls which are swinging in my sack. I can’t not masturbate for her.
Stacey slides her finger inside her pussy. I feel my body starting to tense. My loins are ready to release my load. Stacey slides another finger inside; her head tilts back as she drives her fingers deeper inside her.
I grip the desk as my hips frantically rock. My body finally releases me. Waves of sensations shoot from my balls and flood up my back. I watch the camera as I finally shoot my load onto the desk.
My body tenses and I gasp for breath.
Fuck you, Stacey.
I tilt my head and breathe deeply. My legs quivering as the frantic pulsing subsides in my hard shaft. I lift my gaze and watch as Stacey slips back into her dress. I feel a sense of shame because I have invaded her privacy for my own satisfaction. It did feel damn good though.
I wipe the desk and pull my pants back up around my waist. I feel relieved. A light shines brightly on the map. I tune into the communicator.
“Hello, Joseph. Are you there?” the voice asks.
“Loud and clear,” I reply.
“There is a situation in the United Kingdom, activate the team,” the voice says.
“Will do. Do you know what the situation is?”
“Cyber-attack from the reports,” the voice explains.
“I will mobilize the unit now.”
“Before I go, operation rotation is soon to be upon us,” the voice says finally.
“Is there no way we can avoid this?” I ask.
“Joseph, you know the rules,” the voice says. It’s a woman this time.
“I know, I just thought I would ask.”
“Don’t become attached again, it is not healthy,” the voice replies.
“Okay, understood.”
The radio falls silent. I stand there and sigh. It was going to happen again soon, I could feel it. I send a message to the team in the United Kingdom. A cyber-attack is happening on their government systems. If we don’t intervene, there could be a major problem.
I need some fresh air. The timing is all wrong, and I feel everything is closing in on me. I unlock the door and walk outside.
“Good timing or what?” Stacey asks.
“What?” I ask.
“I was just coming to see you, I was wondering if you were hungry?” she asks.
“Sorry, yeah why not. I need some fresh air.”
Stacey links her arm through mine as we walk up the ramp toward the barber shop entrance.
“So, where can we eat around here?” she asks, beaming a wide smile.
“There is a van around the corner, they sell a mean burger.”
“I’m up for that. I have not had a good burger for a while,” Stacey says.
“I just had to get out, something has happened.”
“It is not like you to feel the pressure?” she says, looking worried for me.
“I had a bit of a buildup of pressure, but I released that,” I say giggling.
“How did you release that?” she asks, curiously.
“A bit of self-therapy and massage,” I reply, now laughing.
“You make it sound like you masturbated, but I am not sure what you could masturbate over in your office?” she says, puzzled.
If only she knew.
“So how was the first half of your shift?” I ask.
“The fire chief comes here now, I had to dance for his fat ass,” she replies, rolling her gorgeous eyes.
“Well, they are lucky to have you here,” I say.
“Now Shona is out of the scene, and Cally is only two nights per week. I will be the sexiest girl on the floor! Even if I do say it myself.” She winks at me.
“I can vouch for that.”
“I was thinking today, you never mentioned where you live?” Stacey asks.
“I float, I don’t have a permanent home.”
“Why not?” she asks, chewing gum like a street girl from the Bronx.
“I have never had a chance to settle, something always comes around and prevents me from doing it,” I explain.
“Beau and Ty have managed it, so why can’t you?”
“I don’t know, maybe I feel like I am the one in charge and I have to make sure they are okay before I worry about myself,” I say in truth.
“That is a bit of a stupid way of looking at it, no matter how noble it seems,” she says placing her gum in the trash.
“It is just how it is, I am the link between the three of us.”
“Don’t put so much pressure on yourself, y
ou have me to think about now,” Stacey says laughing.
“I suppose I should try and change things, I have only ever wanted to be happy, but this always seems to be a step away from me,” I say.
“Take my attitude. Fuck them all,” she says giggling, hugging me like a young girl who was dancing in a meadow.
“Perhaps I should. I’m not sure how it would go down with the bosses though.”
“You don’t even know who they are,” she says.
“That’s true. I don’t even know if they are watching what I am up to,” I say.
“It’s a really strange situation if you ask me,” Stacey says.
“It is how it has always been.”
“How did you get that sort of job anyway?”
“When we came out of the service, I was just nominated.”
“So, you all served together?” she asks. She looks amazing as her eyes sparkle for me.
“We were all trained in different departments.”
“You sure are three very confusing brothers,” Stacey says.
I am so glad you did not ask any awkward questions.
Stacey was asking a lot of questions. I would have to lie at some point. It was a very difficult situation to explain, and one I wished to avoid as long as possible. We finish our burgers and link arms to walk back to the barber shop and the club. Stacey feels good when she is so close to me. I will soon find it difficult to be without her.
“How long is there left of your shift?” I ask.
“Just a couple of hours and then I am all yours,” she replies as she kisses my cheek. Her innocence and her rawness drives me wild.
She pulls on my arm; bites her lip and looks at me suggestively.
“Did I ever say this dancing makes me so horny?” she murmurs.
“You have now,” I reply.
“Are you going to come home with me later on?”
“I have to check on this thing in the United Kingdom, just come to the room.”
“Okay, I will see you in your spy room later,” she giggles.
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