I feel her hand push against my cock, it fills her wet walls and inches its way slowly into the hot depths of her femininity.
I put my hands on her shoulder and pull her body hard against me, my body grinds against her hips as she provocatively pushes her body back against mine.
“Oh, fuck, this show is so lifelike.” Tina laughs. I pull her closer and fuck her with want. She becomes breathless.
I look from the window and watch as I thrust, the beast within me taking her, needing her. I see the girls on stage, their pert breasts and budded nipples, they finger themselves as they suck hard and deep onto the male dancers. It is more than sexy as I watch.
I thrust harder as I imagine Tina and me as part of the dance routine.
She fingers her pussy as she sucks hard on my long shaft.
Tina grabs tightly onto the back of the couch. Her mouth in a perfect “O.”
“Orlando, fuck me harder, I am thirsty,” she screams.
I love it when she lets me fuck her with want. I send a driving thrust that pushes the tip of my cock to the depths of her wet cunt. I keep my rhythm. Tina arches her body as she writhes under me in sexual pleasure. Her head bows and her long hair falls over her face.
I watch from the window, the girls are stroking the dancer’s cocks frantically, they are sure to cum soon. Tina arches her hips wildly and pushes against my body, her pussy grips my cock as it contracts and pulses. I feel she is close to her final moment. Her hips gyrate, and she grinds her body hard against mine, she moves with wild abandonment. I love her wet cunt.
I push my hips forward, I watch the girls’ nipples on the stage, they are hard, and I watch as they tug them gently… provocatively. I see the girls are ready to cum with the guys. The guys stand with their rock-hard stomachs drawing attention from the women in the audience. I see lots of lip licking action going on. There are a few turned on couples thinking of going to the back rooms for some private action.
The girls’ hands thrust harder into their pussies, and my thrusting falls into the same rhythm. Tina thrashes her hips against me as her breathing deepens and her body begins to shake.
I thrust harder and feel my legs starting to quiver. My buttocks tense as a warmth flows up my spine. My nerves make my legs wobble and shake as my body reaches its final moment. My leg trembles uncontrollably, then my balls tense and my body starts to seize.
“Shit, I am going to cum.”
“Me too,” Tina coos.
My body tenses as I feel Tina squirm under the final thrusts of my body. I drive my cock hard into her once, twice and then a third time as I feel my hot seed spilling over into her deeply satisfied pussy.
Tina rests her head on the couch and gasps for breath, the girls on the stage wipe their mouths as the audience members stand and clap. It looks like both shows have ended in a massive climactic eruption between men and women.
I slide my spent shaft from Tina’s pussy and sit on the edge of the couch. My stomach rises and falls as I gasp for breath. Tina rolls over and lays beside me, her ample breasts rise and fall as she breathes deeply.
“We can’t do that to every show,” Tina says.
“I am sure we will get used to them, not all of them are going to turn us on that much,” I reply.
“Not after the first couple of weeks, anyway,” she replies laughing.
“Anywhere and anytime, you know I am hungry for you,” I say. Fuck I’m addicted to her.
“Well there is a fifteen-minute break, and then there is another show. Do you want to mingle or do you want to watch that?” Tina asks, with a fire in her eyes.
“Let’s just relax for a while and see what happens.”
“How is your clown act going?”
“Tina!”
“Yes… Lando.”
“Audience participation can be a wonderful feeling.”
Tina
“Just because someone is sleepy, doesn’t mean they are not listening.”
We decide to dress and go back to join the party. I was ready for another round, and I knew Orlando would have accommodated me. But it is the grand opening after all, and we had guests we could not just leave in the lurch.
We take our seats. “Where have you two been?” Cally asks.
“We were watching the news to see if there was anything about The Kingmaker, but it is entirely blank,” I say.
“It has been covered up. But I wonder how they knew?” Stacey asks.
“Maybe the agency was keeping tabs on him, or he had to call in for protection purposes,” I reply.
“If he was valuable to them, I reckon they would make him call every so often,” Stacey says.
She was right, it would be standard procedure to call a handler to make sure you were safe. If you didn’t call, they would have a team in place to check on you. This time they would have a shock, and there would be some serious head scratching going on.
I was prepared for a phone call, anytime, from now over the next couple of days. They would demand me to go to the headquarters and be debriefed again, this time on something that I had nothing to do with, at least, that was the way it looked.
I look around the club, and I see there are already a few couples who are taking advantage of the back rooms. We are looking to make a huge splash on the swinging market in the city. I was sure now that it would happen. What better than to go to a club and hook up with your mate’s wife, then there’s no hiding or ducking around trying to find a sleazy motel. And everyone knows about it. No secrets and no cheating.
Everything you could think of was already here, including the red hot steamy shows we were putting on. All I wanted was Orlando… and the awesome view from the office.
I see that Shona and Beau are starting to look sleepy. Cally and Ty are slumped against each other. Joseph looks like he could do with a good rest and there is only Stacey (being the youngest) that is alive and kicking watching the stage.
“How have you enjoyed it?” I ask Stacey.
“It’s great, it makes such a change to see male dancers and not just women,” she says.
“That is what we all aimed for, variety is the spice of life,” I say laughing.
“No variety for me, I am content with Joseph,” she says plainly.
“Are you still in the hotel?” I ask.
“Yeah, but we are looking for something a little more permanent, we just can’t seem to find the right place,” Stacey says.
“You will know when you find it,” I say.
“I like Cally’s and Ty’s place, because it’s private.”
“Yeah, we were lucky here in this apartment, it’s fantastic and more than I could ever wish for.”
“What do you think of Beau and Shona’s Jamaica plan?” Stacey asks.
“I wonder who will run it?”
“I did hear Shona mention her cousin to Beau, they have to meet him in the next couple of days to see if he is up for it,” Stacey adds.
“I’ve never heard her mention family before, but saying that, I have never really asked.”
“We will have to wait and see, I just hope we can visit on vacation,” Stacey says.
“We could go as a group, that would be cool,” I say.
“Yeah, it would be cool to get away together; like one, big, happy family,” Stacey says laughing. “The triplets together cause lots of stares. It’s hilarious.”
I look at everyone around the table, and I look at the empty champagne bottles. I smile to myself.
It has been a great night.
“I think we should get everyone home,” I say.
Stacey shakes Joseph. He rubs his eyes and looks at his watch. “Are we ready to go?” he asks.
“Yeah, time to get you home to bed,” Stacey says as she drags him to his feet.
Cally lifts her head from Ty’s shoulder, he turns his head and smiles at her.
“I see you are finally awake,” Ty says.
“Have I been asleep?” she asks.
“Just ab
out fifteen minutes,” he replies.
“Have I missed anything?”
“Have you missed anything? Yeah, you should have seen the show that was on, it was awesome, it was so erotic,” Ty says laughing.
“You liar, you would have woken me if it was like that,” she says.
“You’re right, I would have woken you, I know how you like to dribble over sexy men,” he says.
“I only dribble over you,” Cally says. “Sorry, I forgot you all were here.” She looks at me and Stacey and blushes.
“We have heard a lot worse from your mouth,” I say.
“I know, but that was business, this is personal,” she says smiling.
“Who is going to wake Shona and Beau?” I ask.
“We are not asleep, we are just resting our eyes,” Shona says as she lifts her head.
Beau turns to face the table. “It is amazing what you hear when people think you are sleeping,” he says.
“We didn’t say anything out of line, did we?”
“Nah, you were only talking about Jamaica and a free holiday,” he replies, now laughing.
We all stand up from the table. Everyone stretches together. It is still remarkable to see Beau, Ty, and Joseph together, they are identical down to their complexion.
That is one thing The Kingmaker did excel at. His research into cloning could have helped so many people, he just used it for a financial benefit at the end of the day.
“Come on, we will escort you downstairs, there should be cabs waiting,” I say.
I grab hold of Orlando’s arm as we walk to the secret elevator. He opens the door, and we stand inside while everyone else gets in the side. We travel down a floor. The music fades, and to the outside world, the club doesn’t even exist. If they don’t know about the light switch to control the elevator, they aren’t able to get there. Exclusive guests only.
We step out into the spa. The smell of jasmine has faded, and there is no one in the reception. We head to the service elevator and step inside. We make the final descent to the ground floor. Dim lights cast an eerie glow over the gym equipment. It is finally silent for once, no whir of treadmills or rowing machines, just silence.
We pass the reception, the security guard opens the door, and we all step onto the street. I look up, and there is no sign of what lies on the third floor. A few cabs are still lined up to take the final few couples home to their marital beds… maybe they will have some fun when they get home. The shows may be just enough to re-ignite that spark that some of them could have lost.
I stand to hold onto Orlando’s arm as three cabs pull up and they each climb into one. I wave as they leave for home. I watch the last cab drive up the street. I see some Chinese stalls are already getting ready for the morning. It is much later than I thought. I turn back to Orlando and notice a black car parked further down the street.
“You want to go for a walk?” I ask Orlando.
“Yeah, a quick one around the block,” he replies.
I hold his hands and walk backward.
“What are you doing?” he asks.
“You know, I am just watching the black car that is watching us,” I whisper.
“Walk through the market then,” Orlando says.
We step inside the market and stand close to one of the stalls. My eyes are fixed on the road. After a couple of minutes, I see the front of the car creeping past the market. The driver is holding a high-powered spotlight and shining it into the stalls. I push Orlando against a wooden cupboard, the spotlight shines past us. I hear cats scream and scurry off into the dark.
“Who do you think that is?” Orlando asks.
“I would like to believe that it is my bosses, but I am not so sure,” I say.
“I think they will be in touch very soon,” Orlando says.
“Me too, I’m sure of it.”
“Just because someone is sleepy, doesn’t mean they are not listening.”
Orlando
“No one ever mentions the calm after the storm.”
It is the day after the murder, and so far, the only thing we had noticed about The Kingmaker being terminated was the car that had sat at the bottom of the street. The one that shone the high-powered torch into the market as we had taken a walk. It was strange, and it could only be Tina’s bosses who were watching for any sign of her having anything to do with the death.
Today we were just going to go around with business as normal. We had the club to consider, and we wanted it to succeed.
I open my eyes and feel like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. I was just dragged into something, yet, I feel relieved, relieved like you would not believe. I roll over in bed and watch Tina as she sleeps. Her head nuzzles firmly into the soft, white pillow. I feel happy, and I just love waking early and watching her like this.
She finally stirs and licks her lips. She opens one eye. “Are you watching me sleep again?” she asks.
“I was, I have been watching you for ages,” I reply, now grinning.
“That is borderline psycho, you do know that,” Tina says laughing.
“Well, I am crazy for you, you do know that, right?”
“I do know that, and I am glad, now get up and make some breakfast,” she says.
I swing my legs from the bed and walk downstairs, I pull open the large glass door. I want to look at the building where we made the hit, but if I walk into the open area of the roof, it will give the game away to anyone who is watching.
I stay behind the large wall and breathe in the fresh air. I was not sure if it was a mental thing, but now The Kingmaker is gone, it feels like the air in the world is fresher, much cleaner, infact.
I hear footsteps from the stairs and turn as Tina ambles down to the living room, she sees me standing outside and comes to join me.
“Keep away from there for a while,” she says pointing to the low wall.
“I know, I am sticking to this side, but I do want to look so much.” “So do I, but we don’t have the luxury to be able to do that, unfortunately.” She smiles. “Are you going to take the flash drive to Bob today? Tina asks.
“Yep.”
I follow her in and walk behind the kitchen counter. I pull open the refrigerator and check what we have for breakfast.
“I think we will have to have cereal, the refrigerator needs filling,” I say.
“Is there anything else, something lighter,” Tina says.
“We have some yogurt and some fresh fruit,” I call from the kitchen.
“That will be great, it is light on the belly, that champagne gave me indigestion,” Tina replies.
I turn to the counter and grab the fruit and the bowls. I put them on the table and reach for the yogurt.
“Here you go, Thirsty Thursday,” I say laughing. “What are you doing while I am gone?” I ask.
“Club business, I want a quick run through the system and see the takings for last night. I know we had an opening offer, but it will give a good idea of how we stand, especially with sign ups for membership,” Tina explains.
“Are those sign ups guaranteed or do you vet them first?” I ask.
“We do a background check, we do our best to sort the good from the bad, although we do keep everyone’s name on record, regardless of if they are successful or not,” Tina explains.
“It is thorough then?” I say.
Tina nods as she places a spoon of fruit and yogurt into her mouth. “It has to be, we have customers to protect at the end of the day,” she says.
“That and the privacy of the club, if too much gets onto the street, we will just look like a glorified brothel,” I say plainly.
“Exactly, all the clubs so far have been protected by having some of the most influential men as members, so once they are in they can’t do anything,” Tina says.
“Get them in your pocket.”
“You got it sunshine, you are a quick learner,” Tina says.
“I have the best teacher coaching me, how can I not be the
best?”
“I don’t teach clown stuff. You have to go online for that,” she replies, laughing loudly. I roll my eyes and kiss her cheeky cheek.
I get dressed and make my way down the stairs to the club. Cleaners are busy preparing the club for our second night, and what wonders that will bring to us, that’s anyone’s guess. I walk into the reception and push my head against the glass. I can’t see if there are any strange vehicles parked.
“Have you seen any unusual vehicles pass this morning?” I ask the girl on reception.
“Not strange, but there was a black car that seemed to be going slower than normal, not that you can really go fast up this street,” she replies.
“If you see one, try and get the plate number, there was one down the street last night.”
“Sure.”
I walk out and onto the sidewalk and head to my car. I slip in behind the steering wheel and pull my shades over my eyes. I angle the rear-view to look down the street. I can’t see anything suspicious, thankfully.
I pull into the compound at Ty’s and hear music from inside. I get from the car and bang on the small door.
The door opens, and Cally pokes her head through. “Hi, come on in, I was just exercising,” she says.
“Where is Ty?”
“Over there, pumping iron.”
“How are you feeling today?” I call out.
“A little strange but okay,” he says as he sits up on the bench.
“It must feel weird, your first real kill,” I say.
“What feels weird is, from the moment you pull the trigger, you have four seconds. It’s not like you have done it, it seems like you are just watching through the scope,” Ty explains.
“Yeah,” I say.
“What are you doing here anyway?”
“Bringing Bob this,” I say, holding the flash drive.
“What is it?” he asks.
“This is the key out of it for all of you.”
“I don’t know what you mean,” Ty says.
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