Black is Black

Please see my profile regarding my ‘universe’ before you have conniptions about how nobody worries about STD’s or pregnancy. Also, if you have nothing nice to say, then don’t say it! I realize it has been quite a long time since the original, but the real world got in the way in several ways. There was a reader of the first story that requested a sequel and to that person I apologize for taking so long. I hope you enjoy this sequel.

 

Black is Black (the sequel)

 

It has been ten months since I left my husband of 6 years to live with Tyrone, my black, I guess, boyfriend. I’m not too sure what kind of label I can pin on our relationship. We don’t have a traditional boyfriend/girlfriend thing going on. Ty always talks about how he ‘owns’ my body and that I’m his sex slave and personal slut. I know many people would find this kind of treatment abhorrent and I probably would have 2 years ago, but now I love it. I’ve loved everything that Ty has had me do. He was the first person to fuck my ass, he had me fuck a bunch of his football buddies in my first gangbang, he turned me on to sex with another woman and, I’m sure, there will be many more delights to look forward to in the future.

I was living with Ty in a nice apartment on the top floor of the building he owns. The ground floor houses the Blue Diamond Jazz Club where I met Ty on the fateful night when I was there with a gaggle of gals from my office. Ty told me he had plans for the parts of the ground floor that wasn’t part of the Jazz club, but to date he hasn’t enlightened me about those plans.

What sets us apart is that Ty is very black and I’m very white. I come from Nordic stock, so my skin is porcelain white, my short hair is platinum blonde and my eyes are bright blue. Ty’s bedroom is festooned with mirrors and I love looking at the contrast of our skin colors while we fuck. It’s one of the biggest turn-ons for me.

On this particular night, I was sitting in the club with Ty and he turned to me and said, “I think I know what I want to do with the old dance hall.”

I looked at him as I sipped my soda water and asked, “What did you have in mind?”

“I’m thinking that I’ll start a very private gentleman’s club. Membership will cost, say, $10,000 a year and new members will have to be referred by standing members and will be thoroughly vetted prior to acceptance.”

I thought for a second and said, “Okay, that sounds pretty secure, so I’m guessing that there will be illicit things going on like sex and drugs?”

Ty smiled and said, “No drugs. I don’t want any of that shit, but yeah, some sort of sex thing. Maybe strippers, nude waitresses, lap dances, that sort of thing. What do you think?”

I chuckled and said, “It sounds interesting. You know those small rooms could be set up for more intimate things.”

Ty smiled and said, “I’m liking the way you think. So, how would you like to work there?”

I smiled and asked, “Are you pimping me out? If you are I can think of a lot of things I’d like to do.”

Ty laughed and said, “I bet you could. What do you have in mind?”

“Instead of strippers, how about live sex shows? We could have guy/girl shows, girl/girl shows, gangbangs, you name it. And you know me, I’d be happy to do any and all of that. The important thing is that we’d need classy women to perform and that may be an issue. We’d need classy waitresses too. The small rooms would have to be available to any guest to take any of the women, performers or waitresses to do whatever their little heart desires…at a price and a very steep price.”

Ty stood up and said, “Come on, let’s go take a look and see what we think might work.”

I followed him into the room I had seen only once on my first visit to the club. I was pretty drunk at the time, so I didn’t remember much. As we entered and Ty turned on the lights I thought that his plan had potential. The room was large and would take quite a bit of work and would have to exude class. I pointed out some things I thought would be great and some others that should be removed. There was a small stage already from the days when bands played there. It was very solidly built which was good. There was a nice large dressing room off to the left.

The small rooms for extracurricular activities for the guests were pretty nice, though they would require a lot of work as well. All in all, the facilities would be perfect, the only problem was personnel. I don’t know a lot of uber horny women who exuded class and would be willing to fuck on stage and turn tricks with guests. We would also need male performers for the stage acts, but I was guessing they would be quite easy to find.

After we had checked out the ballroom, he and I returned upstairs to the apartment. He asked me my thoughts on the project, so I told him how I thought it would be fun to do, how the facility would be great once it was fixed up and my concerns about finding the right women for the sex acts. I also told him that security would be paramount since prostitution was illegal and we could all go to jail if we got busted.

Ty agreed with all of my points and then surprised me by saying, “If we do this then we will be equal partners in the enterprise.”

I was stunned and asked, “Really? You are the one putting up the money, the facility and the most risk. Why would you make me an equal partner?”

Ty chuckled and replied, “Because you are the one who will make it great! I’ve noticed that people really like you and want to be with you and not just because you’re sexy as hell. No, it’s because you make people feel good about themselves. If I did this thing by myself it would be pretty good, but it will only be great with your involvement. Besides, I think it’s a good incentive for you to stick around with me.”

I was stunned by this last piece of information. Ty never, ever exuded any sense of insecurity, so this little statement shocked me. I quickly thought of a way to respond and then said, “I’m flattered that you want me to be your partner and I accept. Of course, you know I’m not going anywhere because you own me, so you’re stuck with me until you get tired of me or we grow old and die. Speaking of ownership, we haven’t fucked since this morning and I’m pretty horny thinking about being the star of a sex club!”

As I always was in our apartment, I was naked, so I bent over the back of the couch and said, “I think I’d like a good ass fucking, what do you think?”

Ty smiled as he stood up and started stripping off his clothes. “Yeah, I always think you need a good ass fucking! Now spread those cheeks for me!”

I reached back and spread my ass cheeks wide. Ty grabbed one of the omnipresent bottles of lube and quickly lubed his massive erection as he walked towards me. When he got to me he smeared some on my anus and then smacked my ass hard with his hand. It had taken a while, but I learned to love it when Ty spanked my ass because it got me more tingly and horny. As he lined his cudgel up with my hole, I turned my head to look at him and said, “Just shove it in, Ty! Make me scream!”

God, I loved his big black python in my ass! He stroked in and out of me long and deep using every centimeter of his cock in me. It had taken me a number of ass fuckings to get to the point I was at now where I would ask him to sodomize me. I just loved the feeling as his fat cock slid in and out of my backdoor. I loved it so much that I would actually orgasm with Ty just sodomizing me and no clitoral stimulation at all.

This time, Ty was easily slipping in and out of me as I was bent over the couch. “I love owning this ass!” Ty stated. “And I’m going to love watching it getting fucked by all of our clients. Are you going to love getting your ass fucked in front of an audience?” I nodded and groaned out a yes. “Are you going love being on display as an ass slut?”

I was imagining all sorts of scenarios while Ty talked and plowed into my butthole. I was getting so worked up I came! I shook and quivered while Ty picked up the pace and began pounding me. I then began thinking about what my husband David would think if he could see me now as I was sodomized by a big, fat, black cock. I didn’t often think of David, but when I did it was at times like this when I thought he would be shocked and disgusted. At times like this, though, I was happy to be washed of him because I loved being sexually free like I was now.

I turned my attention back to what Ty was doing to me and I could tell he was getting ready to cum. I was wondering where he would deposit his load this time. It was a lottery of in my ass, on my ass and back, on my tits, on my face or in my mouth. As he started groaning I was thinking he was going to blow in my ass, but then he cried out, “TURN AROUND AND OPEN WIDE!” So, it was going to be my mouth! I got on my knees in front of him after he pulled out of me, opened my mouth wide and as he left his cock a couple of inches away from my mouth let loose with his torrent of spunk. He loved watching it shoot into my mouth and I loved it when he did it. When the big pulses had finished, I closed the gap and took him in my mouth and sucked down his remaining gism.

The next day I got a letter from the court saying that my marriage was officially over, so I shared the news with Ty. He asked, “Are you alright with that?”

I thought for a moment and then replied, “Yeah, I am. David was a great husband. He was loving, caring and was always there for me. But, I like my life now. I like the rush of hard sex, multiple sex partners and your big cock. My life was pretty dull with work, making dinner, domestic chores and very vanilla sex. But that first night with you showed me a whole new world and I loved it! I do feel bad for what I did to David, but he’ll find a nice vanilla girl to have a nice vanilla life with.

“Speaking of multiple sex partners, I thought of a way to recruit women to our gentleman’s club. Once the modification and restoration work is about half done, we’ll put ads in the alternative papers in town. We’ll say we’re looking for daring, sexy and adventurous women between 18 and 30 to work in a new upcoming club that will open on whatever date we choose. We’ll say that our rate of pay will be superior with multiple opportunities for bonus’. Every now and again, we’ll change up the ad in order to concentrate on getting women for specific needs like cocktail waitresses, performers and so on. I was also thinking that we could use the second story apartments and create a sort of bordello. We’ll make each interviewee sign a non-disclosure agreement prior to and during the course of their employment.

“I was thinking we could hire escorts away from their agencies and say we could provide a safer and more lucrative alternative to going out. I think it will work.”

Ty smiled at me and said, “I like your thinking. We should start renovating now!”

Ty started the process of getting permits and bids from contractors to do the renovations. We wanted to keep the original ambiance of the show room and the apartments. The three smaller ‘meeting rooms’ would be redone very basically in all black with a large black ottoman in the center. When the building was getting close to being done, I took out ads in the alternative press for show girls, waitresses and other staff.

I rented a temporary office away from the club and began accepting applications and conducting interviews. Before every interview I made each applicant sign a non-disclosure agreement and told them it would be strictly enforced. We hired a private investigator friend of Ty’s to do surveillance on each person we were going to offer jobs to, to make sure they weren’t connected to any law enforcement agencies.

During this time, Ty began soliciting members to our exclusive club. He had some really nice brochures made that showed what all was going to be available and the costs for various services. He used my picture and his sister Bea’s in various roles. He encouraged his friends to spread the word to trusted friends for inclusion.

After 8 months and many thousands of dollars we were ready to open. All of the women and men we hired were brought in for a week of training for their jobs and customer service training. On opening night, we had to show each member how our sophisticated ID system worked. Each member received a credit card with a chip. They had to place the card into a reader and then get their thumbprint scanned before they were admitted into the club. Members were allowed to bring guests, but they had to be vetted ahead of time.

On opening night, we had our first 30 members attend. Several of them brought wives and girlfriends which was something I hadn’t anticipated and because of the response we got from the women made membership available to them as well. I performed the very first sex show on the stage with Rodney, one of the three male talents we had hired. I did a sexy strip for 15 minutes and when I was naked, Rodney joined me on stage already naked. Rodney was very well endowed with about 11 inches fully erect, but on the narrow side girth wise. He was very easy to take in my throat, so I was able to show off my deep throat abilities on stage.

Due to the possibility of sex later with guests, the male talent had to wear condoms for our acts. From the audiences perspective you couldn’t see them because they were clear and shiny, so they just looked well lubed.

Another thing we discovered during our practice week was that customer’s couldn’t really see the sex in detail, so we hired some video guys, dressed them all in black so they weren’t obvious on the dark stage and videoed our sex shows that were available to watch on the many large flat screens throughout the show room.

Rodney and I finished our show with him fucking me hard doggystyle and making me cum hard. When we finished, we got a standing ovation from the crowd. We took a few bows and then made our way into the dressing room. He and I talked about our performance and discussed the good and the bad. Overall, I thought it went very well, but thought we were too separated from the audience, even with the cameras. All of a sudden, I got a great idea and went looking for Ty.

I found him at a table talking to 2 couples, one couple was black and the other was white. I was invited to sit with them, so Ty pulled a chair for me. The black couple was D’Antony and Sharese and the white couple was Bill and Essie. I was sitting between Sharese and Essie as they began peppering me with questions about performing. After a while, Essie said she wanted to go to the ladies room. Sharese stood and beckoned me to follow, so I joined them.

When we got to the restroom, the two women sat down on the couch we had in there, looked at each other for a moment, turned to look at me when Sharese asked, “Essie and I want to perform in your club. How do we go about doing that?”

I looked at the two women with shock and said, “Really? You want to have sex on stage here?”

Essie laughed and said, “Yes we do! It was so hot watching you and that guy and we were both thinking how much we wished we could have traded places with you. So, how can we do this?”

I chuckled to myself and thought for a couple of seconds and then asked, “You’re both serious about this? You’re not pulling my leg?” Both women assured me they were deadly serious, so I said, “Okay, to work here is more involved than just performing. You’ll be required to circulate among our patrons and satisfy them in any way they see fit. They’ll be paying for you to satisfy them, so technically you would be prostitutes. We have some rooms for quickies down here and upstairs we have rooms for overnight jobs. You will be required to give head, take it in the ass, do gangbangs, have sex with women. In other words, you’ll have to have sex in every imaginable way, well except for with animals.” They both laughed at that.

“Do you still think this is something you want to do? We can work around your schedules in a limited way, but will need you here at least 3 to 4 nights a week, especially Friday and Saturday nights. Are you going to try and keep this secret from your spouses because if you are I don’t think it will remain secret for long.”

Again, the two women looked at each other and then Sharese said, “For starters, we aren’t married to those guys. Secondly, would we be limited to just 3 or 4 nights a week? You see, Essie and I are escorts and would love to work here. Leann, who works for you told us about this place and it sounds like a good gig. If you want, the two of us will do a show for you on stage tonight.”

Now things were making sense, so I said, “Okay, first I want you both to strip for me right here and now.”

Without any hesitation, they both stood and began peeling their clothes off. They both had gorgeous faces and I’m sure they had knockout bodies, but I just wanted to test them a bit. When they were naked I stood first next to Essie and checked out her body. Her tits were just a bit smaller than mine, but looked really good. Her stomach was tight with a hint of an abs washboard. But, it was her ass that sold me! It was killer and I knew Ty would love to shove his meat up in her and fuck her good.

Sharese was pretty tall and looked like an ebony goddess! She had really big tits with large gold hoop piercings in her nipples and her clit hood. Her tummy wasn’t quite as tight as Essie’s, but looked good in a voluptuous way. She, also, had a classic black woman’s booty…big, round and dying to be fucked. Both of the women had shaved pussies.

I noticed Essie had a watch on, so I asked, “What time is it, please?” She told me it was a quarter to 11, so I said, “I’m supposed to do another show at 11. How about the two of you take my place and we’ll see what you have.” They both smiled at me and each other. I then asked, “What will you be doing up there?”

“Well,” Essie said, “We can do a girl on girl bit. I don’t think our dates would appreciate us fucking some other dudes on their dime.”

“Okay, that sounds good. Follow me to the dressing room and we’ll introduce you. Do you have stage names, or are the names you gave me working names?” They affirmed that the names they gave me were working names, so I gathered up their clothes and told them they wouldn’t need them for a while and escorted them to the dressing room. They told me they would like a long bluesy/jazzy song to be played.

I told the MC the girls names and that they would be performing at 11 and told him the music they wanted. When I left the dressing room, I called Leann and asked if she knew Sharese and Essie. She said she did and that she told them about working for us and how they were really interested.

After I hung up, I walked to the table where Ty and the other two guys were. He asked me where the two girls were and I said, “They’ll be out in a minute. The reason I came over here originally, is that I have an idea about how to make the sex shows better. We should build a medium sized, round stage right in the middle of the room with all of the tables around it, so more of our patrons can be closer to the action instead of the handful near the stage. We can install some spot lights right over it and some others around the room to focus on the performers. I think it would be hot.”

Ty thought about what I told him and then he said, “Yeah, I think you’re right. Let’s get that done on Monday and Tuesday when we’re closed. So, where are the two…what the fuck?”

I turned to see Sharese and Essie take the stage and begin to make out which caused me to smile. “Uh, Ty, Sharese and Essie took me to the bathroom because they wanted to ask me if they could work here. They currently work for an ‘escort agency’ and are friends of Leann. I told them they could do a show as part of their interview. I’ll have them fill in the paperwork tomorrow and will have Pete do a thorough check on them over the week.”

Ty was watching closely as they ‘performed’ and then uttered, “Uh, okay. You know best.”

I laughed and said, “Of course I do and I know you want to fuck Essie’s ass in the worst way, don’t you? Well, you’re just going to have to settle for my ass tonight! Well, I had better get up and start making us some money.”

I casually strolled around the club, stopping at tables and asking what our customers thought. I got a lot of positive feedback. I pointed out that on each table there was a card that described the various ‘services’ we could provide and that any performer or waitress would be glad to make them happy. Our services could be put on a tab via their membership card or could be charged discreetly on a credit card.” I managed to wrangle 5 blowjobs and got my pussy fucked good by a really big black cock!

At the end of the evening, I gave my cell number to Sharese and Essie and told them to call tomorrow before coming down. Ty and I retired to our apartment and discussed how the opening night went. We both thought things went really well and we got lots of compliments from our members. I double checked with Ty to make sure he was okay with the amount of sex I was having with guests. He said he was fine as he liked sharing me with his friends. I told him I was fine with it as well.

Sharese and Essie turned out to be great employees and loved how our operation worked. They rented one of the second story apartments which had two bedrooms where they could take clients for extended sex romps. They spoke with many of their escort friends and basically recruited 5 more women for us. Because of that I could lessen the number of performances I had to do, because they were all anxious to show their stuff.

One really unexpected thing that came up was the number of wives and girlfriends who wanted to perform. All but a few were encouraged by their husbands or boyfriends and they weren’t limited to just doing the sex show. They all wanted to do the extracurricular sex in the side rooms and, occasionally, upstairs overnight! Most of the women wanted to perform one time, but a few got off on it so much they became regulars.

On one night, after we had been open for a couple of months, as I walked through the room interacting with members and guests, I encountered a person who looked familiar to me, but I couldn’t place him. He was a bit older than myself, had blond hair and was quite handsome. He was staring at me for quite a while until I saw the ‘A ha’ look hit him. As I approached his table, he was with three other gentlemen and all of them were dressed nicely in suits and ties. I asked the table, “So, gentlemen, are you enjoying yourselves?”

The blond guy smiled and said, “We are now! Why don’t you join us for a minute?”

I grabbed a chair, sat down and said to the blond guy, “I think I know you, but I can’t quite figure it out.”

He smiled, held his right hand out to me and said, “I’m Quinn Alonzo and, if I’m not mistaken, you are Leah Lane the wife of David, an employee of mine.”

With that, I had my ‘A ha’ moment. I had met Quinn on a couple of occasions albeit briefly. “Yes, I remember now, you’re David’s boss. I do have to correct you on one point, I’m David’s ex-wife. We’ve been divorced for a few months now.” As I thought about Quinn, I remembered David saying he didn’t care for the man and he got particularly upset because Quinn would eye me rather covetously on the occasions we met. As I sat at the table making small talk, I saw what David was talking about. When David and I were married, I never would have let Quinn get near me, but now I smiled solicitously as I saw dollars before my eyes.

“Gentlemen, if you’ll peruse the card on the table, you will see that you can have your sexual desires or fantasies taken care of here…at a price. Any of the performers or waitresses would be happy to assist you.”

Quinn smiled and asked, “Would you be available to assist us?”

I smiled, set the hook and began reeling Quinn in, “Of course I’m available. I bet you’re curious about what it would be like to fuck David’s whore ex-wife.”

He smiled lasciviously and asked, “Will you do all four of us?”

I grinned back and said, “I would love to. I can also be with just one of you. It’s up to you guys.”

The four of them talked and then Quinn said, “It looks like it will be only me. I’d like to know what I get for my money, if you don’t mind.”

“Well, the card in front of you spells out the basic packages pretty well. The deluxe packages go from 4 hours to all night with no holes barred, so to speak. Four hours will cost you $2500 and an all-nighter will set you back $5000.”

Quinn smiled at me and said, “Okay, I’m definitely interested in doing the all-nighter.” He stood and then said, “So, where do we go?”

I stood, took his hand and said, “Come with me.” I had a room on the second floor just for occasions like this. When we got to my room I asked for his credit card, processed it and then handed him the receipt. He took the receipt and then took me in his arms and kissed me hard. When he broke the kiss, I said, “You’re overdressed.” He laughed and began stripping.

He had a decent body for an office jockey, so he must workout. His cock was nothing to write home about and nothing like Ty’s. He was on a par with my ex’s. When he was naked, I looked at him and said, “I’m yours to command, what would you like me to do?”

“Okay, well for starters I want you to suck me off while on your knees.”

I chuckled to myself as I decided Quinn wanted to establish his ‘dominance’ over me. I was happy to let him think what he wants as I knelt before him and took his cock deep in my mouth and into my throat. I think what I was doing to him caught him by surprise because as I looked up into his eyes, he moaned loudly and looked shocked. I gave him my best and within about 6 minutes he was blowing his load down my throat.

His legs were a little shaky, so he sat on the edge of the bed as he tried to recover. When his breath was restored to normal, he looked at me and said, “Why the fuck did that idiot David let you go?”

This statement pissed me off, so I said, “He let me go because I cheated on him and I don’t blame him one bit. So, now what would you like David’s whore to do for you?”

“I’d like to eat your pussy, if that’s okay with you. You haven’t, you know, done anything with anyone else tonight have you?”

I chuckled and said, “Are you wondering if anyone has fucked me yet? Well, as a matter of fact you are my first tonight.” I didn’t bother telling him that Ty left quite a load in me this afternoon!

“Okay, great. Why don’t you lay back and let me eat you?”

I did as he asked and lay back. He sucked on my tits for a while and played with my piercings. When he, finally, got down to my pussy he did a pretty credible job on me. He at least knew where my clitoris was. He even managed to get me off a couple of times, which was nice. When he was hard again, he climbed up my body and began fucking me.

I made all of the right noises as Quinn gave me his best shot. He lasted quite a while, which wasn’t surprising since he had cum once. After a while, he asked me to get on my hands and knees because he wanted to fuck my ass. I did as he asked and handed him some lube. After he greased himself up, he positioned himself at my rosebud and then slowly pushed in. I was pretty surprised that he took such good care and didn’t just shove his cock in balls deep (though I would have liked it if he did!).

When he got all of the way in, he began fucking me with a reasonably fast tempo. “HOLY HELL, THIS IS SO GOOD! MY WIFE NEVER LET’S ME FUCK HER ASS!” Quinn was doing a decent job on my ass and, eventually, left his load in my rectum with a loud groan. When he pulled out of me and collapsed on the bed, I lay next to him and asked, “So, did you enjoy yourself? Are you going to tell your co-workers how you fucked David’s ex-wife?”

He smiled at me and replied, “I really enjoyed myself. I enjoyed myself so much that I think I’ll get a membership. I may tell David that I ran into you, but I won’t be cruel and tell him I fucked your ass.”

I was pretty sure that Quinn would tell every little detail to David in an effort to belittle him. I found men to be pretty stupid in that way, but David wasn’t part of my life anymore, he was a big boy and could take care of himself. I thought I would butter Quinn up a bit more and said, “You should get a membership and bring your wife. She may get inspired by what she sees here, many women have. Actually, we’ve had quite a few ask to perform. Would you like to see your wife do that? Maybe she could turn a trick or two. A lot of guys find that pretty hot!”

He laughed and said, “God, if only! My wife is such a prude. I’d love to see my wife get up on the stage and get fucked!”

“Well, get a membership and bring her in. I’d love to meet her.”

The rest of the night had Quinn sleeping. We did manage to have sex one more time before he left. I thought to myself that that was the easiest $5000 I had ever made! I went up to our apartment and greeted Ty as I grabbed a cup of coffee. As I sipped, he asked, “So, how did it go last night?”

“To tell you the truth it was a little bizarre. I did an all-nighter with my ex’s boss. I think he got off on knowing he was fucking the whore ex-wife of an employee. David never cared for the guy and I have to say I found him to be incredibly arrogant and pretty lousy in bed. However, he did enjoy fucking me and I think I talked him into getting a membership as he was the guest of a member last night. I’m trying to talk him into bringing his wife so I can see how far I can push her. I met her once and if I remember correctly she’s very good looking.”

Ty laughed and said, “So, what’s the plan with the wife?”

“I don’t really have a plan, though I’d love to see her get her ass fucked by you while her asshole husband watches! That might knock his opinion of himself down a few notches. We’ll just have to wait and see what happens.”

As the days, weeks and months went by, we saw our membership numbers increase substantially. Our customers loved the round stage in the middle of the floor because they could really get close to the action. I had expected a high turnover with the girl’s we hired, but the opposite was the reality. All of them loved the money and the work. Many of the ones that had boyfriends got rid of them because they enjoyed the sex they could have every night without the drama of a relationship.

We did have one incident in which a husband of one of our performers discovered that his wife was turning tricks while doing sex performances. It took a considerable amount of time to get the situation under control. After that night, we hired a couple of bouncers to keep an eye on things.

After that night we started experiencing an increase in police interest in us. However, we managed to escape any problems. Our practice of having potential employees followed by our PI caught a few women applicants who were cops trying to go undercover in more ways than one.

As the holidays neared, Ty and I sat down and decided what we wanted to do about Thanksgiving, the Christmas party season and, of course, New Year’s. After a lot of talk, we decided that we would be closed on Thanksgiving and would host a dinner for our ‘live in’ girls and any of our waitresses that wanted to come.

We decided that we weren’t really able to provide company Christmas parties, so we would conduct business as usual. We, also, decided to close for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day and celebrate with our live ins again.

For New Year’s Eve, after a lot of discussion, we decided to throw an old-fashioned Bacchanalia. Each member would get an invitation for the member and one guest. Spouses and girlfriends were encouraged to be the guests. There would be dancing to live music in the Blue Diamond, which would be closed to the public. We would have food catered in and drinks would be on the house. The party would start at 9pm and go until whenever. We would encourage people to dress as outrageously sexy as possible.

With our holiday plans complete we set about making the club the best it could be. Our membership rolls had doubled since the initial 30. We had to start thinking about limiting membership because we were running into situations on weekends when we were at our limit. We had hired several new waitresses and performers and were thinking of adding a second stage in order to have close to non-stop sex shows.

A couple of weeks after my evening with Quinn, he turned up again, this time as a member. I was surprised to see that he had brought his wife along as I had suggested before. They were given a table next to the small stage in the middle of the room, which made me smile. I was scheduled to do a show with Jack, a big strapping black guy with a cock that rivaled Ty’s. I told Jack that I wanted to make sure that Quinn’s wife got the best visuals while we did our thing.

As we got on the stage, I looked at Quinn and his wife and winked at them both as I got down on my knees and started sucking Jack’s cock. As I mentioned before, we used condoms during performances to keep the mess down later for patrons who wanted to buy our services. We had a special supplier for guys like Jack, so that his entire 11 inches were covered in the thin latex. Because of the condoms, the oral part of our shows were quite short because none of us girls liked sucking on rubber.

I did take Jack all of the way in my throat and made sure to see Quinn’s wife’s reaction. Her eyes were wide in amazement and I caught her licking her lips seductively a couple of times. Next, I rode Jack cowgirl style as I took all of him in my pussy and worked him hard giving myself several nice orgasms for my effort. After my fourth orgasm, I lifted up, moved forward a bit and then worked Jack into my ass. I groaned loudly with my pleasure and kept eye contact with the wife.

I noticed that Quinn would, periodically, lean over and whisper into his wife’s ear and at one point I saw the realization that she knew who I was cross her face. Finally, after 30 minutes, Jack busted his nut while in my ass thus ending that performance. We took our bows as we were applauded and then made our way backstage. I freshened up a bit with a quick shower and then wandered out to Quinn’s table.

As always, I was naked except for the ‘come fuck me pumps’ I always wore. When I reached his table, Quinn stood, kissed my cheek and then introduced me to his wife Deidre. As I sat she turned to me and said, “Call me Didi. I enjoyed your performance, it looked so real.”

I laughed and replied, “It looked real because it was very real. So, I don’t know if you remember, but we have met on two occasions when I was still married.”

“Yes, Quinn reminded me of our meetings. It took me a while to remember because the context is a bit different here and you had clothes on before. You have a beautiful body, do you like being nude all of the time with all of these eyes on you?”

I smiled and said, “I do. I love everything about my new life, I mean who doesn’t like having sex?”

Didi blushed a bit before she replied, “Right, who doesn’t. So, how many shows a night do you do?”

“It varies from night to night. I’m a part owner of the club, so I have a lot of responsibilities other than performing. Most nights I may do one show and then circulate around the tables and check in with our members to make sure they are completely satisfied. So, what do you do for a job?”

Quinn stood suddenly and said he saw some friends of his across the room, so excused himself and left the two of us alone together.

When Quinn was out of ear shot, Didi grinned and said, “Nothing as exciting as this. Quinn doesn’t want me to work and I don’t really need to, so I keep the house clean and do some volunteer work at the library. Frankly, between you and me I’m pretty damn bored!”

I looked Didi over and saw a beautiful classy woman, just the type we wanted to hire originally. She was in a black wrap around dress and it looked as though the hem came down to about mid-thigh. It was hard to tell because she had been sitting the entire time we talked. Her legs looked really good, so I guessed the entire package was very good.

“You know, if you want to we would love to have you perform here. You’re gorgeous and would add a nice touch of class to our line-up.”

Didi looked at me with shock and said, “I could never. Quinn would have conniptions.”

I chuckled and asked, “Can I be perfectly honest with you?” Didi nodded, so I continued, “You probably realized that Quinn had been here before.” Again, she nodded. “The truth is that our job as performers is only part of the picture. We also perform sexual favors for our clients during the course of the evening. The first night Quinn was here, he spent the night with me having sex and I have to say it was less than inspiring. I asked him if he would like to see you on stage and his response was that he would love it but you were too much of a prude. I’m guessing the two of you don’t have sex very often for him to make that comment.”

I could see Didi was getting angry and was waiting for her to yell at me for bedding her husband, but instead she said, “I can tell you I’m no prude, I just don’t enjoy sex with my husband. He eats pussy well enough, but he doesn’t last when he fucks me and leaves me wanting more while he falls asleep. I spend most of my days at home with a couple of vibrators and internet porn!

“To tell you the truth, I got so wet watching you with that guy! I was sitting here wishing we could trade places! You looked so hot getting fucked by that giant cock! I’ve never been with anything that big before, but would love to try it, if only once!”

I laughed and said, “That can be arranged easily enough. I should warn you that they are habit forming!”

“I can imagine. So, how did you end up being here and doing this?”

“It was entirely accidental. I came to the jazz club next door with a bunch of ladies from work. I ended up dancing with the owner and then he showed me around because I used to work for a marketing firm and he wanted to show me what was in the building and some of his plans. We ended up in his apartment upstairs where he told me to strip. I was quite drunk, but I was also in awe of him. Despite being happily married, I sucked his cock, fucked him and let him take my anal virginity.

“I began lying to my husband to create opportunities to come here and have the best sex I had ever had. Sex with my husband was very vanilla and I knew after that first night I would never be satisfied with my husband again. So, after two weeks of utter bliss, I left my husband and moved in upstairs. To be perfectly honest I love my job and my life, but I know it’s not for everybody. However, I see a little bit of me in you, so be careful how you choose. If you want I can show you around.”

Didi smiled and said, “I’d like that. Let’s wait until Quinn gets back.”

At about this time, Bea, Ty’s sister and part time performer, and Essie got on the stage next to us and began doing their girl/girl show. They looked really good together and put on a very sexy show. I watched Didi off and on and could see that she was mesmerized by the whole thing. When they were about halfway through, Quinn returned and sat at the table.

When Bea and Essie had finished, we gave them a nice applause and then Didi told Quinn that I was going to show her around. I took her backstage and introduced her to Essie and Bea. The four of us talked for a while and then we headed to the small rooms on the first floor and I explained that these were used for quick sexual favors like blowjobs. We then headed up to the second floor where I showed her my room that I used for favors. I had it done up very nicely and it looked very homey.

“Wow this is nice, is this where you live?”

“No, this is where I have sex with customers. I live upstairs on the fourth floor with Ty.”

“So, is this where you had sex with Quinn.” I nodded. She then asked, “Do you have sex with women as well, like Bea and Essie?”

I smiled and said, “Yeah, I do. Do you?”

Didi blushed, looked down at the floor and said, “No, I never have, though I have thought about it.”

“What do you think about when you think about it?”

“Mostly I think about a warm mouth on my pussy that knows exactly what I want. The feeling of soft breasts crushed up against my own as we kiss. The feel of soft skin with no hair rubbing on my body and in my hands.”

I walked up to Didi, lifted her chin and then kissed her. She was tentative at first, but then opened up quickly. Our tongues dueled together for quite a while until I broke the kiss. When I looked at her, her eyes were closed, her mouth was slightly open and she had a look of total bliss and lust on her visage. “Did you like that, Didi?” She moaned ‘uh huh. “Would you like to do more?”

With a husky voice she whispered, “Oh god, yes!”

I undid the bow at her back and then slowly pulled her dress open and then pulled it off of her shoulders letting it pool around her feet and then helped her out of her panties. Didi’s body was as exquisite as I thought it would be. Her breasts were perfect and large with large areolae and thimble sized nipples. Her stomach was toned and her pubic mound had very short trimmed hair. “Turn around slowly for me,” I asked. Didi turned slowly so I could see every bit of her luscious body. Her ass was amazing and I knew it would drive Ty wild. She had raven black hair with bright blue eyes that were hooded with her lust.

When she finished her turn, I pulled her into my arms and kissed her once again, deeply with passion. I was getting really turned on as well, so I pulled her over to my bed, had her lay in the middle and then I dove between her legs and gorged myself on the sweetest pussy I had ever eaten. I ran a couple of fingers deep into her vagina and stroked her g-spot causing Didi’s first orgasm of the night.

We made Sapphic love for quite a while and lost track of time. At about 1:30, Ty knocked on my door and said, “Leah baby, the new guy is wondering what you did with his wife.”

I asked Didi if she wanted to spend the night and she said yes, so I told her to sit tight. I got up and let Ty into the room where he could get an eyeful of Didi and then said, “Tell Quinn that Didi will stay here tonight and that we’ll drive her home tomorrow. When you’re done with him come right back here and we’ll introduce her to the joys of big black cock.”

Ty smiled and said, “I’ll be right back!”

I returned to my bed, kissed Didi and then said, “Ty is going to send Quinn home and then he’ll come back and join us. I think you’ll like what he does.”

Didi smiled and asked, “Is he built like the guy was on the stage with you?”

I chuckled and said, “No, Ty is so much better! You are going to love him!”

When Ty returned to my room, he began taking his clothes off while asking me who my guest was. “Ty, this is Deidre, but she prefers to go by Didi. She’s the wife of my ex-husbands boss, so she’s an acquaintance of mine. She enjoyed the show that Jack and I put on and is less than happy with her sex life at home. So, I thought it would be nice for her to find out what really great sex is like.”

When I looked at Didi, she was staring at Ty’s enormous penis with lust which caused me to smile. Ty was getting harder and harder as he stood watching us. Finally, Ty said, “Didi, why don’t you come over here and suck my cock.” Like with me, he wasn’t asking and like me, Didi got off the bed, walked over to Ty, got on her knees and took his cock into her mouth.

I couldn’t help but smile as arrogant Quinn’s beautiful wife was quickly becoming a black cock slut like myself. I knew that as soon as he fucked her, she would soon be owned by Ty like I was.

Didi was doing yeoman’s work on Ty’s cock. While watching the two of them it was like an out of body déjà-vu moment because what Didi was going through was the same as I went through. When Ty came in her mouth, he told her to get on the bed so that he could eat her pussy. Ty ate her until he got hard again giving her a couple of orgasms and when he was ready he worked his way up her body for the main event.

When Ty began entering Didi’s dripping cunt, she began moaning loudly and crying out, “IT’S SO FUCKING BIG AND FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD! OH MY GOD, I CAN’T BELIEVE I HAVEN’T DONE THIS BEFORE!” Encouraged by Didi’s positive review, Ty began fucking her easily at first, but increasing the speed and intensity as time went by. Before too long, Didi had another big orgasm as she screamed “OOOHHHH FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKKK! UUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHHH!!!”

As Didi was shaking with her climax, Ty cried out, “WHO OWNS THIS PUSSY?”

“OH GOD, YOU DO TY! YOU OWN MY PUSSY!”

“AND WHO IS GOING TO OWN YOUR FINE WHITE ASS?”

“YOU ARE! YOU ARE GOING TO FUCK MY ASS HARD AND OWN IT FOREVER!”

“THAT’S RIGHT! I AM! NOW PULL YOUR LEGS BACK SO I CAN FUCK THE ASS I OWN!”

As Ty pulled out of her pussy, Didi pulled her legs back as if hypnotized to make her backdoor available to Ty’s cock. I handed the bottle of lube to Ty, so he could prepare her ass and grease up his cock. When he felt she was ready, he pressed his erection into her rosebud while he slowly and steadily sank himself deep into her rectum. Didi didn’t put up any kind of protest but just moaned very loudly. When Ty began working his cock in and out of her, Didi groaned, “OH FUCK, OH FUCK! HE’S SO FUCKING BIG!” She reached down and began fingering her clitoris franticly and within a couple of minutes groaned loudly and came very hard as her girl cum squirted all over Ty’s cock and her pussy.

I leaned down and kissed Didi hard on her mouth, which she obviously liked because she pulled my head down with her left hand. When she let my head go, she cried out, “FUCK ME HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER!” Ty gave her what she wanted and began pounding into her asshole. He never ceased to amaze me with his stamina. Didi had another climax and then Ty let loose with a load in Didi’s bowel.

When his climax ebbed, Ty rolled off of Didi onto the bed and caught his breath for a while. When he had settled down, he got up and said to me, “Leah, I’ll leave you here with Didi. I’ll see you later.”

I walked him to my door, kissed him and thanked him for giving my new friend the best sex she has ever experienced. Ty smiled, grabbed and squeezed my ass cheeks and said “It was my pleasure. Sleep well!”

I returned to the bed and lay next to Didi who was staring at the ceiling and asked, “Are you alright?”

She turned to me, propped her head on her arm and replied, “Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just a bit confused right now.”

“What are you confused about? Maybe I can help.”

“Where to start? I guess the main thing is what am I going to do about my husband, because after this I can’t have sex with him again, at least I don’t think I can. Well, not that we’ve had sex much lately anyway. I guess my other thought was were you targeting me?”

I felt kind of bad, because I was…sort of. Mostly I was targeting her husband. I decided the truth was the best answer so I said, “A little bit, yeah, but it wasn’t really you I was targeting, it was your husband. When he was here the first time, he was pretty arrogant. I know my ex didn’t like him at all because he wouldn’t disguise his lust for me during those company parties. I’m pretty sure he went back to work after he had been with me and bragged to David how he fucked his whore ex-wife in the ass. So, I thought I would see how he liked it if his wife got seduced. That was really cruel of me and I apologize for being so mean to you.”

Didi surprised me by pulling me into a hug and kissing me ardently for several minutes. When she pulled away from me, she smiled and said, “I don’t blame you one bit. He still irritates me by the way he eyes other women and I remember him checking you out. And you’re right, he is an arrogant bastard and always has been. I need to think things out right now. Would it be possible to take a shower?”

I hugged her and replied, “It’s very possible and I’ll join you. I think I even have a spare toothbrush!”

The two of us had a great shower together, brushed our teeth and then climbed into bed. As we lay there, Didi asked, “Don’t you have a problem sharing Ty?”

I chuckled and said, “I really don’t, after all he shares me all of the time.” I spooned up against Didi’s back and fell asleep.

When I awoke near noon, I looked over at Didi’s sleeping visage and took in just how beautiful she was. I was hoping that I could spend a lot more time with her in the near future. When Didi awoke, she looked into my eyes and smiled, so I said, “Good morning, did you sleep well?”

“I slept really well. I dreamed all night about having sex with you and Ty, it was wonderful.”

“That does sound nice! We should get you fed and then home.”

“Can we talk first?”

“Of course, what’s on your mind?”

“Well, I’d like to punish my husband for being such an arrogant prick, so I was wondering if I could come in one night and do some performances and have some extracurricular sex?”

“I’d love it if you would. You would be a big hit, especially on a Friday or Saturday night when we are really busy. Did you have anything specific in mind for your performances?”

“I’d like to do both nights, actually. The first night I would like to do a girl/girl, preferably with you and then I’d like to do a boy/girl with the guy you were with tonight. On the second night I’d like to be with three men and all of them black because my husband is a bit of a racist. I dreamt about doing all of this last night and I swear I came in my sleep!”

I laughed and said, “I’d love you to perform here and I’d love to perform with you. Just tell me when and I’ll set it up for you.”

“How about next Friday and Saturday and Thursday night I’ll shadow you so I can get things right?”

“Sounds great! Perhaps we can have a rehearsal of our show right now!”

Didi laughed, pulled me into her arms and kissed me passionately.

After Ty and I dropped Didi off at her house, Ty asked, “So, what are your plans with Didi?”

I smiled and said, “Well, Didi wants to perform next weekend and go the whole nine yards. She’s going to come in on Thursday and shadow me so she can get an idea of what’s in store. Frankly, I think she hates her husband and wants to piss him off. I also think that she’ll end up being a permanent fixture at the club and in your bed!”

Ty smiled and said, “Well, you’re number one in my bed, so she will just get the scraps.” That made me smile, so I leaned over and kissed Ty’s cheek as he drove.

When we got home, Ty went to work on the books as I sat and read. After a while, he looked up and said, “You know, this club is doing much better than I anticipated. We’re pulling in some serious money and our employees have been incredibly loyal. I was thinking we should do the extra stage on the floor that you were talking about. I was also thinking that we should incorporate the Blue Diamond into the club. We could add a kitchen and have dinners available on that side as well as the bar and dancing. That way we can increase our membership some more. What do you think?”

“To be honest, I have mixed emotions about combining the club and the Blue Diamond. Combining the two would give us the ability to enlarge our membership, but may alienate a lot of your long-time customers of the bar. You may want to think about that.”

Ty thought for a second and then he replied, “I have thought about it a lot, to be honest. As much as I love the Blue Diamond, it’s a money loser and has been for years. But, the club is a real money maker and I think it will do even better if we add a restaurant to the bar. I was thinking that we should hire a top chef and get in a great wine collection. I want to have the best restaurant in town and only our members have access to it!”

I was impressed with Ty’s idea, so I replied, “That all sounds great. When did you want to do this?”

“I thought we would start on the Blue Diamond after the holidays. We can close the bar and begin remodeling and building the kitchen. When that is nearly done, we can close the club for a few weeks in order to take out the wall between the two and integrate the two rooms. In the meantime, let’s keep making the club great!”

When Thursday rolled around, I half expected Didi to chicken out and no show, but, much to my surprise, she showed up looking sexy as ever. She hugged me hard and kissed me equally as hard when she saw me. When we broke our kiss, I asked, “So, are you ready for this?”

She smiled, blushed and said, “I have thought of little else since I was here with you last. I can’t wait to get started!”

I laughed and said, “Okay, that sounds good. So, I was thinking that you and I could do a girl/girl show to start the evening off and then we can stroll the tables and see what kind of fun we can drum up. Sound good?”

“That sounds wonderful. What are the chances that we can wrangle an overnighter? I want to get fucked so bad!”

“I’m sure we can get you fucked during the course of the night, if that’s what you want.”

Since Didi got to the club early, we hung out in my apartment and talked. “I told Quinn I was going to perform here this weekend and that I was going to shadow you today. He seemed pretty excited about my performing. I didn’t tell him about Ty fucking me though, I want to save that little surprise for later.”

I laughed and said, “Yeah, finding out your wife fucked a giant black cock in all your holes does nothing good for a marriage. Did you want to stay here for the weekend?”

“If that’s okay with you, yes, I’d like to stay.”

“Good! So, how do you think Quinn will react when he sees you perform?”

Didi chuckled and said, “At first I think he’ll think it’s really hot until he sees me doing things on stage that I have never done with him. He’s wanted to fuck my ass forever, but I always felt that if he couldn’t get me off fucking my pussy there was no way he was fucking my ass. I think my marriage will be short lived after that, to tell you the truth, which is fine with me. I’ve been contemplating divorcing his ass for a while.”

“Wow, really? If you do you can stay here with us. You can make very good money working here if you don’t mind being a prostitute.”

“After meeting you, I have no problem with being a prostitute. Besides, I really don’t need money. My parents died a few years ago in a car accident and left me a small fortune and Quinn can’t touch it.”

As 9pm rolled around, Didi and I took a quick shower, did our makeup and then headed out to the stage and made love to one another for all to see. It was a lot of fun performing with someone I felt close to. We managed to get each other off several times and over ran our time slot by 10 minutes. We got a nice applause for our effort.

We took a quick shower in the dressing room and then walked through the club greeting members and guests. I introduced Didi to our regulars and told everyone that today only was two for one day. The two of us were kept busy all night giving a number of blow jobs. Finally, we were done by 1am and retired to my apartment. I sent a text to Ty saying that he should come down and fuck us both because we were both horny.

The next night, Didi was going to perform on her own, except for her first show with me. When her second show was about to start, I sat with Quinn and asked him what he thought about our performance. He said it was really hot. When Didi came out with Jack for her second performance, Quinn was excited, but wasn’t sure about his wife being with a black guy and a well-hung black guy to boot.

“Most of our performances are with mixed races so we can exploit the contrasts of our skin colors. Besides, it’s too late to stop her now.”

As I spoke, Didi was taking a good deal of Jack’s cock in her mouth and was trying hard to swallow it all. After several minutes of that, Jack ate Didi’s cunt for a good long time causing her to cum several times. He then slid up her body and began fucking her very hard. Quinn’s eyes were wide open as was his mouth as he gazed upon his wife in awe. After a good hard banging missionary style, Jack flipped Didi onto her hands and knees and rogered her good and hard doggystyle.

Didi was crying out in ecstasy as she was loving what Jack was doing to her. She was fucking back into Jack causing her ass to slap hard against his pelvis. Jack’s enormous ball sac was swinging away bashing into her clit every time they came together. Finally, after 10 minutes of doggy fucking, Jack lubed up his cock and then quickly shoved it up Didi’s ass! Quinn was aghast as he cried out, “Oh my god! He’s fucking her ass!”

I smiled and said, “Yeah, he is and he’s doing a damn good job of it too, don’t you think? I mean, he’s fucking her ass better than you fucked mine.”

He looked at me and said, “But, she’s never let me fuck her ass! Why’s she letting him do it?”

“Because that’s part of the act. Don’t you remember Jack fucking my ass?”

“Well, yeah, but you’re a whore and she’s my wife!”

“Are you sure she’s not a whore too? Yesterday the two of us sucked off about a dozen guys for money and tonight I’m pretty sure she’ll suck and fuck some more guys for money.”

“What have you done to her? Did you brainwash her or something? I won’t stand for this!”

Quinn stood for a nanosecond until Marcus one of our bouncer’s helped him back in his seat and told him to stay seated and to shut up! Moments later, Jack growled and blasted his load into his condom signaling the end of the performance. The two got a standing ovation and then left the stage.

When Didi had disappeared into the dressing room, I nodded to Marcus who grabbed Quinn by the arm and escorted him to the dressing room with me. Didi had just stepped out of the shower when we all appeared. I had to smile because she looked wonderful with that just fucked flush to her body.

When Quinn saw her, he cried out, “Get dressed we’re leaving here, now!”

Didi looked at her husband with disdain and said, “I’m going nowhere. As a matter of fact, if it’s okay with Leah I’m moving in here with her.”

“You can’t do that! We’re married and you need to come home!”

“Our being married is a temporary inconvenience which I will rectify beginning Monday. How many women did you cheat on me with, eh Quinn? Get off your high horse, because during these past few days, I have had the best sex of my life and I’m never going to have sex with you again because you suck at it! Ask Leah, she’ll tell you.”

He looked at me, so I shrugged my shoulders and nodded my head affirming what Didi was saying. Quinn looked totally deflated, so I decided to throw a little more gas on the flame of his dissolving marriage and said, “So, maybe you and David can start a club of men whose ex-wives are now whores! What do you think?”

Quinn’s face got red and then made a move to hit me, but Marcus caught his hand and twisted his arm up behind his back and whispered, “Now sir, we can’t allow people to get violent in our establishment. You are welcome to continue to enjoy the services provided here, but if you so much as lift a finger against anyone here I will make you hurt like you have never hurt before and will make you disappear from the world. Do you understand?”

Quinn nodded his head, but Marcus said, “I want to hear you say, ‘Yes, sir I understand.'”

“Yes, sir I understand.”

“Good, now I think you have had enough fun for one night, so I’m going to escort you to your car and we’ll say goodnight.”

Didi said, “If you want to see it, I’m going to do a gangbang on stage tomorrow! I think you’ll like it!”

Quinn just growled and was pulled away by Marcus.

Didi was a big hit with our regular members. They loved her performances and really loved her extracurricular abilities as well. By the end of the night when she came to my room, she looked pretty tired but had a big smile on her face as she said, “Why didn’t I do this earlier? God, I forgot how much I love sex! I wasted so many years on Quinn. I’m very happy that he’ll soon be out of my life. So, I should talk to you about renting one of these apartments for myself. I’m sure you would like to get back to your normal life with Ty without me in the way.”

“Yeah, you should rent one of these rooms, actually this apartment has two bedrooms and you can use that one for your overnighters. I’ve loved being with you this past week and want to keep you close, so how about we both stay with Ty at night unless we’re entertaining a customer. I would love it if you did and I know that horndog Ty would like to have constant access to your fabulous ass! Besides, I can use some help when I play hostess at the poker game.”

“Poker game?”

“Yeah, every two months Ty hosts a poker game with a bunch of football buddies. Ten muscular, well hung black dudes. The first one saw me getting fucked by 10 guys over 5 hours non-stop! I actually had to take a whole day off after that one! As a matter of fact, another one should be happening soon.”

Didi laughed loudly and said, “That sounds like fun! Count me in! In the meantime, can I sleep with just you here tonight? I love how you hold me as we sleep.”

I smiled and said, “I love it too. Come on let’s shower and then go to bed.”

The next night Didi was, again, the hit of the night. Her gangbang with three guys on stage was a huge hit and lasted for well over two hours. I lost track of how many times she climaxed. She was so worn out after her performance that she had to take it easy for the rest of the night. When I checked on her, she said, “I definitely need to build up my stamina. I’m sorry I let you and Ty down by not turning any tricks tonight.”

I kissed her and said, “Your performance tonight will be the benchmark all others will be compared to, so don’t worry about it. All of the other girls are pretty happy because you got the crowd so worked up they all wanted to fuck. All of the rooms are full, so everyone is happy!

“By the way, I don’t know if you saw him, but Quinn was here and saw your performance. He had a scowl on his face, but couldn’t take his eyes off of you. If he tries to take you back, will you go with him?”

Didi laughed loudly again and replied, “Are you kidding and give up all of this?” She swung her arms around as if showing me her empire. “I could never give up you and the best sex I have ever had to be with that idiot again.”

I smiled and said, “Okay, just be aware he’s checking on you.”

Didi settled in and became one of the family very quickly. She was liked by all of the other performers and because she was a bit older than the rest of us, she was seen as a mother figure to some. She shared my second story room with me on many nights. On several occasions we had foursomes with two guys and once with a married couple.

Ty informed me that he had another poker party planned for the next Monday. I told him that Didi was interested in helping me hostess. He thought that would be a fine idea and that he would leave it to me to tell her what she would be expected to do. I replied, “I told her about what to expect and she said she was all in.” Ty smiled and said that he couldn’t wait.

Shortly after Didi began working for us a set of very young-looking identical twins came in early one day with one of our waitresses inquiring about employment. They both looked like they were barely 16, but their ID’s showed they were nearly 22. They were new to the area and were desperate for any kind of work. They said their names were Lacy and Lucy and were interested in any job that might be available.

The two of them were very petite, with virtually no breasts, but they were both incredibly pretty with light brown hair, brown eyes, button noses, perfect round asses and adorable dimples when they smiled. They even had freckles across the bridges of their noses! I could see that these two would have an incredible appeal and that they would be most useful to us as performers and turning all night tricks.

Once I had made my initial assessment, I asked, “So, what did you have in mind about working here?”

They looked at each other and then Lacy (I think) said, “We were thinking that we could waitress like our friend Liz, but we’d be up for anything to be honest. We’re a little desperate at the moment for money.”

“So, I trust Liz told you both how things work around here?”

The other one spoke next saying, “Yeah, Liz said we would be nude while waiting tables and would be required to give blowjobs and fuck guys occasionally.”

I smiled and said, “That’s mostly right for waitresses. Are you prepared to do that? There’s another position that would let you make a lot more money, if you’re interested. You could be performers in our sex shows. You’d be having sex on stage for everyone to watch and enjoy. Between shows you would be having sex with patrons like the waitresses, but also having more intense sex overnight on occasion. What do you think about that?”

Again, the two looked at each other and then the first one said, “We would be very interested in that. We are both very horny all of the time and would love to have lots of sex.”

“Great! Well, why don’t you both stand up and get naked for me.”

This part was usually the hardest for applicants, but not these two. They were both naked in the blink of an eye and stood facing me with no trace of self-doubt at all. The only thing I could see that we needed to change was that they both had big pubic bushes. Another issue was that they had quite a pronounced southern drawl, so I asked, “If I may ask, where are you two from?” they replied Mississippi. “A large part of our clientele are black gentlemen. You two wouldn’t have a problem with that, would you?”

The second one said, “No, neither of us would. As a matter of fact, that’s why we are here instead of home. We went on a date with a couple of black guys one night. The whole town was in an uproar! Our parents threw us out of the house and nobody would give us a job, so we scrounged up as much money as we could and made our way here.”

“Okay, well we need to get you both waxed. Are you both on birth control?” They shook their heads no. “With your very young looks, your bald pussies will turn on a lot of guys. So, I trust neither of you are averse to sucking cock and swallowing, anal sex, double penetrations and so on?”

It was cute the way they looked at each other after every question and they didn’t fail to do so with this question either, as the first one said, “Neither of us have ever had anal sex and neither of us has had sex with two men at the same time. But, we will do anything asked of us to get the jobs.”

With their admission, an idea was waltzing through my brain and then a small smile came to me. “I’m thinking that you both should lose your anal virginity on stage. What do you think? I think it would be really hot and that our customers will love it!”

Again, they looked at each other and then one said, “We can do that!”

“Great! Let’s take care of some paperwork, get you on birth control and waxed. When everything is done, we should be able to get you both onstage in a couple of weeks. How does that sound?”

They both had sad looks on their faces and then asked, “We can’t work any sooner? We really need the money.”

“I’m afraid not. We can’t let you work until your birth control is effective. I can loan you some money to tide you over and you can pay me back after you start working. How much do you think you’ll need? Will $500 work for you?” They both nodded, so I told them both to get dressed so we could go out and get them waxed and some money. My prime reason for holding them back was in order for our PI to check them out for us. We didn’t need any law enforcement moles in our midst. I, also, decided that I needed some way to distinguish the two from one another, so I asked, “Would you two mind getting your nipples pierced?” Lacy said she would love to, but Lucy said she wasn’t interested in piercing but would like a tattoo. I smiled because it would be easy now to distinguish between the two, so I said, “Okay, we’ll get that done today as well.”

Later that night was Ty’s poker party. Didi was very excited about it because she discovered she really liked gangbangs and I told her this was one of the best because these guys took Viagra, had big cocks and were not bashful in the least. I told her to be prepared to be used and abused for many hours! I had been the hostess for three poker parties and wasn’t tired of them yet.

Didi and I welcomed all of Ty’s friends to our apartment. We were both totally naked save for the ‘come fuck me pump’s’ we were wearing…her in black ones and me in my traditional red. At one point Samson asked, “So, Leah, can’t handle all of us at once anymore?”

I scoffed at him and said, “I can handle all of you easily as you have seen before. I just thought that with Didi there would be less waiting for you guys. Just so you know, she’s very special to me, so I want you to treat her the same way you would treat me by fucking the living shit out of her!” All of the guys laughed and said they would do their best.

Didi and I got all of the guys seated and with drinks. As they started playing, I told Didi, “This is the boring part, or at least it used to be. I think we should entertain ourselves while they play. What do you think?” Didi instantly agreed, so I said, “Let’s put on a nice show for the boys. Ty likes it when I distract them so he can take advantage.”

Didi and I began kissing and rubbing our hands all over each other as we stood about 6 feet away from the poker table. As we got into it, we began moaning as our passion took over. I drug her over to the couch and buried my face in her crotch and began eating her pussy with a vengeance. It didn’t take me long to get Didi off, so she called switch. We had fun for about an hour while the boys played poker.

Finally, one of the guys cried out, “When are we going to draw cards to see who gets to fuck you both first?’

I smiled at Didi and said, “Are you ready for some serious fucking?”

She had a shit eating smile on her face and said, “I’ve been ready since we got up here! Let’s do this!”

I walked over to the card table, grabbed the deck, shuffled it and then dealt one card to each player. “Okay, here’s what’s going to happen. The high card gets Didi and the low card gets me. If there’s a tie you both get to have us. All holes are available at all times, okay? Alright, turn your cards over.”

I never thought it would happen, but both the low and high cards had two winners, so Didi and I were going to be DP’d out of the starting gate. I drew John and Samson, while Didi drew Ty and Tiny the two biggest cocks present! When Didi saw her prizes, she smiled broadly as she assessed what was about to happen.

We usually used a large ottoman during these poker parties, so we had drug a second one up for the two of us. I turned to my guys and asked if we could watch the other three for a few minutes because I wanted to see how Didi would cope with two humongous cocks at the same time.

Didi told her two winners that she wanted them in her ass and cunt at the same time and that it was up to them who went where. Ty told Tiny that he could fuck Didi’s ass anytime, so he had first shot at it. Ty lay back on the ottoman with his cock at attention. Didi straddled him and slowly sank down until she had him balls deep. While she was sinking down on Ty, Tiny was preparing her ass for his assault.

When Tiny felt she was ready he asked, “Didi, are you ready for me?”

Didi moaned her response, “Oh god yeah! Fuck my ass!”

Watching Tiny stretch Didi’s ass was nothing short of awesome. It probably made Moses’ parting of the Red Sea look like child’s play. As the two men began fucking her earnestly, Didi was crying out, “OH GOD! OH FUCK! FUCK ME HARDER! UUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHHH! OH YEAH! FUCK MEEEEEEEE!”

God it was hot and I was ready for my turn, so I turned to my two guys and said, “Whatever you guys want to do!” John always loved my ass while Samson wanted to fuck my face, so they spit roasted me. Once they had both cum, I was open game for the others. I checked on how Didi was doing from time to time and she seemed to be having the time of her life.

Finally, around 3am, all of the guys were fucked out as were Didi and I. When our guests left, Ty ran a bath for the two us and poured in Epsom salts to help alleviate some of the discomfort we were experiencing. As we lay in the tub soaking our aches away, I asked Didi, “So, did you have fun tonight?”

Didi was laying against me, so she turned her head back to me, kissed me deeply and then said, “I loved every second! I love being a slut and a whore, but most important of all, I love you!”

I held Didi tightly and said, “I love you too and I hope we stay together forever.”

Didi sat up, spun around to face me, took my hands and asked, “Would you consider marrying me? I know I’m asking a lot, but I have never loved anyone as much as I love you. What do you say?”

I was speechless at first because Didi’s proposal was the last thing I expected her to say. But, as I thought about it I began liking the idea more and more. I had been attracted to Didi ever since the first time she came to the club with Quinn. The more time we spent together the more I fell in love with her. I scanned Didi’s face as she stared at expectantly and saw the pure love she had for me in her eyes.

Finally, I decided that I would love to marry her, so I replied, “Yes, I can think of nothing I would love to do more than marry you!”

Didi let out a loud yelp and flew into my arms kissing me all over my face as I kissed her back. Her loud yell, apparently, startled Ty because he came running into the bathroom to see what was wrong. When he saw us together he looked confused, so I said, “Ty, why don’t you sit on the toilet for a second because we have something to tell you.”

When Ty had seated himself, I said, “Ty, I hope you don’t mind but Didi asked me to marry her and I accepted. You will still own us both and we will both do your bidding whenever you ask, but we want to be married. We will both continue working at the club doing everything we always do, so, in essence, nothing will really change, right Didi?”

Didi smiled and said, “Nothing at will change except that Leah and I will be partners in life.”

“So,” I asked, “Are you okay with us getting married?”

Ty looked at the two of us while stroking his chin with his right hand for a minute or two and then he said, “Well, I have just one question…do I get to be best man?”

When his words sank in, both Didi and I jumped from the tub and embraced him and kissed him while getting him soaking wet. He had a huge smile on his face as he held us both. After a few minutes, Ty pushed us away and said, “Why don’t the two of you sleep down in Leah’s room, take the day off tomorrow and make love to one another. God knows you deserve some time off. I’m really very happy for you both.”

After we dried Ty off, we dried each other and then wandered down to the 2^nd floor and fell into bed. We were both exhausted and just wanted to sleep and after we kissed each other good night, Didi said, “You’ve made me happier than I have ever been. I love you!”

I smiled and said, “I love you too! Sweet dreams!”

Didi and I couldn’t do anything about getting married until her divorce with Quinn was complete, so we just lived together as if we were married. We also continued working the same as we always did. Didi became our star attraction during her sex shows and was in such high demand for overnighters that she had to impose a limit of three per week because she wanted to be with me.

Three weeks after I first met the twins, Lacy and Lucy, we were, finally, ready for them to make their debut. Didi and I had been preparing their asses for this night for about a week, so they wouldn’t be overwhelmed by their first ass fuck. The two girls did the rock, paper, scissors thing to determine who would go first. Lucy won and when it was time strutted out to the stage naked except for her high heels. She danced seductively around the little stage for about ten minutes letting everyone in the room take in her young sexy look.

After her dance, Rodney came out to the stage with his long, slim, black cock swaying between his legs. As he got to the stage, Lucy dropped to her knees and took him in her mouth. It was quite a sight as the little girl worked what she could of Rodney’s giant cock in and out of her mouth. After ten minutes, Rodney lay on his back while Lucy straddled his erection and worked it all of the way in her. She had Rodney abuse her tiny tits by squeezing them hard and by pinching and pulling on her large nipples.

After about 20 minutes, Rodney slapped her thigh which was the signal to move to the next part of their show. Rodney had her get on her hands and knees, lubed her and himself up and then slowly sank his meat into her virgin ass. The sight was incredible as she took all of him in as she cried out for him to ‘fuck her virgin ass!’ After a few minutes, Rodney picked her up and carried her around the stage as he lifted and lowered her on his cock. The crowd was loving their display and were cheering wildly.

When he set her back down on the ottoman he began plowing into her relentlessly. Lucy was cumming constantly and was spewing her girl cum like Niagara Falls. She was screaming, “OH FUCK! HARDER! YES! UUUNNNNGGGGHHHH! GOD!” They were an awesome sight and the crowd was going nuts. Finally, Rodney couldn’t take anymore and unleashed his orgasm deep into Lucy’s bowel.

We had decided that both girls would be fucked bareback during their first shows to let the audience see the whole effect. Rodney’s came so hard and so much that it was escaping around his cock in her snug hole. When he pulled out, Lucy spun around and licked his cock clean as his cum oozed out of her backdoor. When she had finished cleaning Rodney’s cock, she reached back, scooped up a bunch of his cum and sucked her hand into her mouth.

When the pair had finished they received a standing ovation as they took their bows and left the stage. I went to the dressing room to congratulate the pair. While the sisters hugged, Lacy told Lucy how fantastic she was. Lacy was anxious for her turn and smiled brightly as she headed out to the second stage. Her performance was just as hot as her sisters as she got royally face fucked, pussy fucked and then ass fucked by George, a new guy with a 10″ cock that was as big around as a Coke can.

The aftermath of their performances saw Lacy and Lucy in high demand for post-performance sex. The two of them were insatiable and never took a day off nor did they ever complain. Ty capitalized on their popularity and priced them higher than anyone else. That didn’t slow down the number of men who wanted to avail themselves of their services.

When the holidays rolled around, we had our Thanksgiving dinner for all of our people. Everyone dressed very nicely for the occasion, which was odd to see everyone with clothes on. Just before the dinner was served, Ty stood and made a speech;

“Leah and I want to wish each and every one of you a joyous Thanksgiving and wanted to share this meal with all of you. On each of your plates you will find and envelope which has a small token of our thanks to all of you for making the Blue Diamond Club the rousing success it has been. We can’t thank you enough for the work all of you have done and the loyalty you have all shown us.

“Before we eat, I want to share with all of you some of the plans we have for the club in the near future. We are going to close the jazz club and bar next door, add a kitchen and change that area into a fine dining restaurant and bar. When that is nearly done, we will close the club for a week or two in order to knock the wall out from between the two rooms. This will all happen after the holiday. When we reopen, we expect to see a large influx of business with new members and their guests. While we are closed we will keep everyone on salary and consider it vacation time. We’ll also be closed Christmas Eve and Christmas day with full pay.

“On New year’s Eve we are planning a special party for our members and one guest each. We’re calling it a ‘Bacchanalia’ a fancy way to say orgy! During this party everything will be on the house and that includes drinks, food and sex. During this party I don’t want you to consider yourselves employees but guests and we want you to have as much fun as possible.

“That’s about all I can think of. Any questions?”

Essie stood up and said, “I don’t have a question, but I do have a comment I would like to make. I just want to say that you and Leah are the best bosses I have ever worked for. You are both inordinately kind, generous and caring of all of us. We are all loyal to you because you make it a pleasure to be loyal. I peeked in my envelope and saw that you gave us all a $1000 gift. That says a lot to me. Most ‘bosses’ in the sex trade are cruel egomaniacs, but you two are just the opposite. I think I speak for all of us and say thank you for being you!”

All of our employees stood and gave Ty and I a standing ovation as they cried out ‘here, here!’ I know I had tears in my eyes and saw that Ty did too. Finally, Ty said, “Well enough! I’m starving so let’s eat!”

The dinner was great and everyone had a great time. When it was finished, Ty, Didi, Sharese, Essie and I cleaned up and let the others go do their thing. While we were working Sharese asked, “Leah, would you mind if Essie and I played with Ty tonight?”

I laughed and replied, “You don’t have to ask me. He’s his own man and I’m sure he’d love to be with you two. Didi and I were going to spend the night together anyway.”

Sharese smiled and said, “Oh, okay. The two of you have been spending a lot of time together, anything in that?”

“As a matter of fact, there is. Didi and I are going to get married as soon as her divorce comes through.”

Sharese shrieked and cried out, “GET OUTTA HERE! ESSIE, LEAH AND DIDI ARE GOING TO GET MARRIED! CONGRATULATIONS!”

Essie then shrieked, ran over to us and gave us both back breaking hugs as she said, “That is just such wonderful news! Congratulations to both of you!” Essie then turned to Sharese and said, “We should get married too! You know I love you, so will you marry me?”

Sharese shrieked again, ran into Essie’s arms and said, “Oh my god, yes! I love you so much!”

Didi, Ty and I all looked at each other with big smiles and then looked at the two lovers as they kissed each other passionately. When they broke the kiss, Essie said, “I still want to spend the night with Ty because I want his big black cock reaming my asshole tonight!” Sharese laughed and said, ‘Ditto’!

As Christmas neared we got a big, live Christmas tree which we all decorated on a Wednesday afternoon. As the day neared members began bringing gifts for their favorite girls and before long there was a huge pile of gifts under the tree. We ordered in Chinese food for dinner for all of us and then all spent the evening sitting around the tree with just the tree lights on, sipping mulled wine and eating ginger cookies.

On Christmas morning Ty had breakfast catered and after breakfast we opened presents. I couldn’t believe the stuff we all got. I bought Ty a really nice black cashmere overcoat while he got Didi and I both stunning jewel necklaces and matching earrings with our birthstones. Didi was born in May, so hers was emeralds and diamonds and my birthday is in July so mine was rubies and diamonds. That night after dinner we fucked Ty ragged!

During the day on New Year’s Eve, Ty, Didi and I got the club and the jazz club ready for the Bacchanalia that night. When we had things set up the way we wanted, Didi asked if the three of us could sit down because there were a couple things she wanted to discuss with us. Neither Ty nor I had a clue, so we agreed and sat at a table and sipped on some Pepsi’s.

“Okay, there are two things. First, I have an idea about the stages I think would be really good to do and that is make them rotate slowly. It would give more opportunities for our members to see the action. We should also put in a third stage over there so we can have more constant performances.” She had pointed to a place about 20 feet away from the other stages.

“The second thing I’d like to talk about is that I’d like to invest in the club. I love this place and I think a nice large influx of money would do wonders for you to make your plans come to fruition.”

Ty and I looked at each other and then I asked, “How much were you thinking of investing?”

Didi smiled and said, “I was thinking about a nice even million dollars.” I think Ty’s and my jaws hit the floor at the same time. We looked at each other and then back to Didi’s smiling face as she asked, “So, what do you think?”

Finally, Ty made his voice work and asked, “Really? A million bucks?” Didi nodded. Ty then asked, “Okay, what do you envision this investment doing?”

“Well, I thought that Leah and I could own a 33% each and you can own 34%, Ty. I want no real change in how things are run because you guys are doing a perfect job. I just want to help out with cash and ideas.”

I had to laugh as I said, “It’s funny how I get a third, but haven’t contributed a single dime, while you two have put up millions.”

Ty shook his head and replied, “If you’ll remember back to when we first talked about the club, I told you it would only be great with your involvement and you are the one who has made it great! Investment in something can mean more than money. You have invested yourself!”

I could see his point, but I still thought it weird. Anyway, Ty then asked Didi, “So, other than the rotating stages do you have any other ideas?”

“Not really, I like the idea of the supper club with a first-class chef and that sort of chef would demand the best of everything in his kitchen, so I thought my money could help towards that and to build up a first-class wine list. Other than those things I think things are great. Oh, one other thing, if our clientele grows like you think it might, you may want to hire more waitresses, performers and bouncers in addition to finishing the remaining rooms upstairs.”

Ty thought for a minute and then turned to me and asked, “What do you think Leah?”

I smiled at Didi and said, “I’m all for it, but my opinion is biased by my love for her.”

Ty chuckled and said, “That is understandable. I have to confess that I’m biased as well because I love the two you and can think of nobody that would be as good as business partners as you both. So, should we see a lawyer next week and draw up a business agreement between the three of us?”

By 7pm the club and the jazz bar were ready for the big party. Didi and I went upstairs to shower and get ourselves ready. We had been thinking of wearing togas, but decided to just stay naked all night like normal. At 9pm our guest began arriving and before long I think every person invited plus a guest had shown up. People were milling about having drinks until Ty stood on the old stage and got everyone’s attention.

He had a microphone tied into the sound system so everyone could hear him as he said, “Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to the first, of what I hope becomes many more, New Year’s Bacchanalia. All of us here at the Blue Diamond are so happy you are joining us.

“I’d like to tell you what we have in mind for tonight and would like to share a few rules that we hope everyone will abide by. First, by definition a Bacchanalia is an orgy in honor of Bacchus, also known as Dionysus, who was the god of the wine grape harvest. Bacchanalias have always been synonymous drunkenness and unrestrained sex and that is what we are making available to all of you.” A loud cheer went up from the crowd!

Ty laughed and carried on, “Yes! Sounds like fun doesn’t it. However, there are some rules that everyone needs to obey. First, not all of our guests will be anxious to have sex with just anyone, especially some married couples. So, if someone says no to your request, please honor their right to say no. Second, not everyone is on birth control so we have placed large bowls full of condoms throughout the two rooms. If someone requests that a condom be used, please honor that request.

“Now to the good parts. Everything is free tonight! Drinks and food are free of charge. All of our employees have the same status as all of you in that they are all free to do as they wish. So, if you’ll all raise your glasses, I’d like to start our first Bacchanalia with a toast…to Bacchus!”

Everyone laughed and yelled, ‘To Bacchus!’ After the toast, Didi and I walked around welcoming our members and paying particular attention to their guests, most of whom were wives and girlfriends. We answered a lot of questions regarding the club. Several even asked if there were opportunities for women to have sex the same as the men.

My thought was why not. Many of the girls were bi and I’m sure the male performers would love to expand their income, so I told them we would work something out and let them know.

After a while I noticed nobody was having sex, so I turned to Didi and said, “We need to get this thing rocking! I was thinking of having sex with the bouncers. They have to watch everything but never get a chance to participate. So, what do you say? I’ll fuck Marcus and you fuck Conrad.” Didi smiled and said, she’d love to.

We went in search of two of our bouncers and found them a short while later keeping an eye on things. I walked up to Marcus, pulled him into a hug and said, “Marcus, why aren’t you taking advantage of some woman here?”

He looked me in the eyes and said, “Miss Leah, I don’t want to miss any potential trouble. I value my job and the chance that you and Ty gave me.”

Marcus was an old public school friend of Ty’s who had some gang involvement in his youth. He spent time in jail for what I didn’t know, but, I guess, it was bad enough that he had a hard time finding work. Frankly, I couldn’t picture him in a gang or in trouble because he was one of the sweetest men I had ever met. He was extremely conscientious in his work and avoided violence whenever possible.

“Well Marcus, as your boss I want you to help me get things moving here tonight, so I want you to fuck me right now! I want you to fuck me hard and then when you’re ready to cum, I want you to let loose in my mouth. Okay?”

Marcus’ eyes went wide in panic as he started blubbering, “I, uh, well I shouldn’t because you know I, uh…”

“Look Marcus, I’m not asking, I’m telling you to fuck me! Now get naked and do your job!”

Marcus looked sheepish as he began stripping his clothes off. The guy was massive and wore black t-shirts, black pants and black boots while working. He was about 6’7″ tall and weighed around 280. When his t-shirt came off I could see that those 280 pounds were all muscle. His washboard abs were a thing of beauty and I couldn’t help but stare at him. Finally, I said, “Come on Marcus, enough dawdling and get those pants off!”

He looked extremely nervous and then said, “I’m sorry but I can’t. I’ve never been with a woman before.”

I couldn’t believe my ears because he was very handsome on top of being well built. “I find that hard to believe. I would think women would be throwing themselves at you all of the time.”

He chuckled sadly and replied, “They do, but I’m not attracted to them.” He then looked me in the eye looking embarrassed.

It took my brain several moments before it caught up with what Marcus had said. When it hit me, I felt like an utter fool as I begged him, “Oh my god, Marcus! I’m so sorry! Can you ever forgive me for being so stupid?”

He smiled at me and said, “Of course I can. You have always been exceedingly kind to all of us who work here. I’ve kept my ‘proclivity’ secret because I was afraid that you and Ty might think I wouldn’t be as effective as a security person.”

“Obviously your sexual orientation has nothing to do with your effectiveness doing your job because you are the best. As a matter of fact, Ty, Didi and I were talking about making you the head of our security program. We haven’t worked out all of the details, but I can say you’d get a nice raise. So, please pretend that my request never happened and please accept my most heartfelt apology.”

Marcus smiled his beautiful smile and said, “You have nothing to apologize for.” He then hugged me after he put his shirt back on and told me to have a good time. As he walked away, I ruminated about what just happened and promised myself I’d never put another person on the spot like that again.

During the course of the evening, I had sex with several wives of members. All of them were curious about having sex with another woman and felt like this was the perfect opportunity to explore that avenue. One of the women I was with was a big-time lawyer in town and was the guest of one of our members. After our intimate time, she suggested that we make one night a week ‘ladies night’ where only women members gain entry to the club. I thought that she had a great idea and promised to broach the subject with Ty and Didi. She also said that she would be willing to trade services with us. She’d represent us free of charge in exchange for a membership.

It was nice to see so many people take advantage of their ability to let go of their inhibitions and enjoy themselves without fear of repercussion. There were people strewn about all over having sex. I even saw Marcus get spit roasted! I had never seen men have sex before and wasn’t too sure I wanted to see it again. I did lament that Marcus’ massive cock would never fill me with joy, but to each his own.

By 4am everyone had left and Didi and I had retired to our room to sleep. After we had showered together and crawled into bed, she asked, “Did you have fun tonight? I sure did.”

I pondered her question for a couple of seconds and then replied, “Yeah, I did. I also made some interesting discoveries.” I then told her about the request for a ladies night and the discovery that Marcus was gay. “I was going to force him to have sex with me like we had discussed. As I demanded his reticence got stronger until he finally told me he was gay. I felt awful about what I had done, but he was very sweet about it. Anyway, enough about that, let’s go to sleep. I love you Didi.”

For the next month the club was closed as construction began on the kitchen and modifications to the old bar. We had moved all of the furnishings from both rooms to allow unfettered access by the workers. When the wall separating the two rooms had been removed we couldn’t believe how much space there was to work with and because of that we decided to rework our plans.

We decided that instead of dining in just the old jazz club area, that we would make the whole club a dining area. Around the perimeter walls we had horseshoe shaped booths constructed. We also decided that we could have three rotating stages for our performances. Additionally, we finished all of the apartments on the upper floors and reassigned them for different uses. The second-floor rooms were now available to non-live ins in order for them to do overnight entertaining. Each of those apartments had three separate bedrooms. The third-floor apartments were then given to permanent live ins like Sharese and Essie, and Lacy and Lucy. Didi and I moved to the fourth floor as did Bea and her new girlfriend.

While all of the work was being done, Didi and I began hiring additional waitstaff and performers. Unlike in the beginning when hiring new staff was difficult due to the nature of our business, this time it was easy because all of our applicants were all referred to us by current employees. In the meantime, Ty was interviewing chefs for our restaurant. He was also buying wine at a rapid clip.

When all of the work was completed we had all of our employees, new and old, come in for the week before our grand reopening. All of the old hands were rested, refreshed and ready to start working again. All of our new hires were nervous, but we all worked with them to ease their fears.

We had our grand reopening on a Friday night. We had non-stop sex shows with different variations on stage. Didi and I did a girl/girl show and then later Didi did one of her famous gangbangs. Lacy and Lucy each put on a stellar performance as they always do. We now had several new performers who were really hot.

One of them was a beautiful trans woman with a great set of tits and a nine-inch cock. She went by the name of Allure and did shows with men and women. It was a bizarre sight to see this woman getting royally ass fucked while sporting and incredible erection. I had had my doubts about the appeal Allure would have, but she was a big hit.

We got rave reviews on the restaurant and it got to the point where an appointment was necessary for dining. The addition of the restaurant boosted our membership rolls to nearly 200 which was causing some security issues. We had hired additional security personnel and made Marcus the chief of security. He made numerous changes and suggestions.

Two of the suggestions he made were to improve our entry security with a new computer and scanning system with a security person at the door at all times. The other suggestion was to get rid of the physical menus for sex and to go with iPad style menus at each table that could be easily changed, so in case of a raid by the police there would be nothing to indicate that we had sex for sale. We all thought his suggestions were great, so we implemented them immediately and trained everyone on staff on how to use them.

The last big change we made was to organize a committee of us three owners, Marcus, the chef and a representative each from the performers and wait staff. The representatives were chosen by their groups members to represent them. At our first meeting three months after reopening, Ty announced that business was incredible (that came as no surprise to anyone) and that profits were exceeding expectations. “Because of this we the owners have decided we can do one of two things subject to the vote of everyone affected. The first option is to give raises on salaries of 10%. The second is to offer a profit-sharing program from which everyone will benefit equally. We decided that we would make 40% of the profit available each year to be shared equally among all of the employees excluding Leah, Didi and myself.

“For example, the profit from last year, opening until the new year was $2,000,000 of which 40% is $800,000. Divided equally among our 30 employees, that would be around $27,000 per person at the beginning of the next year. Talk to the people in your group and explain the choices. We will have a vote next week. Also, due to the number of employees we now have we need to provide health care insurance and have decided on providing an HMO for all. Any questions?”

Sharese held up her hand, so Ty pointed to her. She stood and asked, “Do you have any idea what the profits for the whole year will look like. Your example was for a partial year.”

Ty smiled and said, “That’s a great question. My guess is and it’s only a guess would be around $6,000,000. I’m not entirely sure about how profitable the restaurant will be at the moment, but our increased membership is making a difference already. We’ve also been thinking about offering month to month memberships at $1300 per month. Anyway, at 6 million the profit share would be about $2.4 million divided by 50 is about $48,000 per person.”

Sharese smiled and said, “I know what I’m voting for! I also want to say, and I think I’m speaking for everyone, thank you for being the best bosses I have ever encountered. Your generosity and kindness is exceptional and I plan to work here until I retire…which may be never!” Everyone laughed and nodded in agreement with what Sharese said.

Finally, Ty asked if there was anything else anyone wanted to bring up. Marcus stood and said, “The success of this place is going to catch the eye of organized crime very soon. We will need to formulate a plan to deal with that when that day comes.”

Ty said, “Thanks Marcus, I’ve been thinking about that. We will get together about that soon. So, I think the wait staff should get together and the performers all get together now and choose someone to represent your group on the management committee. This shouldn’t be an exercise of choosing the most popular amongst you, but the person you choose should be smart, well-spoken and not afraid to speak out. When you’ve made your choices, your rep should come sit with us.”

The two groups sat together separately and after about 15 minutes one person approached us from each group. We could see that Sharese was chosen by the performer group and a young woman named Roxy, who was one of our original hires, was chosen by the wait staff. When they both sat, we offered our congratulations and told them what we expected of them. Both women had no problem, so we began talking. After a while, Sharese said, “By the way, 100% of the performers want to opt for the profit sharing.”

Roxy then said, “Our group does too and they asked me to tell you all how happy they are to be working here. One thing our group would like would be more regular days off with two consecutive days off. I realize that early on we needed all hands on deck, but now, Sundays, Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays are fairly slow, so we’d like to be able to work out a way for days off. Nobody is willing to forego Fridays or Saturdays because we make big money on those days.”

Ty looked at me since I dealt with the wait staff the most, so I said, “I have no problem with that as long as Friday’s and Saturdays are fully covered. Why don’t you as a group decide your schedule and then submit it to me when you’re ready.” Roxy smiled and nodded. I then turned to Sharese and asked, “Does your group have a similar issue?”

Sharese replied, “Not really because the more we work the more we make and as you know we all have a fairly limited shelf life, so we are all building our retirement funds. If we need a day off we, generally, just work it out amongst ourselves and we get enough time off when our periods come along.”

The last to speak was Marcus when everyone had left but Ty, Didi and myself. “I’m sorry boss if my comments about organized crime was badly timed. You should know that we’ve had several people from a local crime family nosing around. We’ve managed to keep them at bay so far, but I’m afraid they will attempt something more serious pretty soon. I’ve been talking the situation over with some of the other guys and we think we have a solution that will put an end to the problem.”

Ty asked, “What’s the solution?”

“We thought it would be better that you not know what we are planning. We would require the club be closed for one night so my entire crew can be away from the club. As you know 4 of the guys were in military special services and they all value working here and would hate to see it put in jeopardy by outsiders. If you would give us the go ahead, we would need to be gone next Wednesday. I guarantee no connection will be made to the Blue Diamond.”

Ty looked at Didi and me and asked, “What do you to think? You both have an equal say.”

Didi spoke first saying, “This is a little out of my depth, so I’ll defer to whatever decision you and Leah make.”

Ty then looked to me, so I said, “All I know about organized crime is what I’ve seen on TV shows and what I’ve read in newspapers. My overriding concern is for the safety of our employees and I’m pretty sure they would ruin the club if they got their hands on it. So, I’m in favor of letting Marcus and his men do whatever they deem necessary.”

Ty smiled at me and then said, “I agree with Leah. I’m prepared to do whatever I can to protect all of us. So, Marcus, we’ll close on Wednesday and you do what you need to.”

As we got up, I pulled Marcus into a hug and said, “Please be careful. I don’t think I could sleep at night if you or any of the others got hurt. We love all you guys!”

Marcus smiled and said, “There’s no need to worry.”

I kissed his cheek and then Didi hugged and kissed him as well.

We informed everyone that the club would be closed this upcoming Wednesday. We decided to take a page from England and called it a ‘bank holiday’ and left it at that. Actually, it was nice to take the day off and do nothing. Didi and I lazed around our apartment and read, cleaned a little and had no sex. I had to laugh because a no sex day for us was like a sex day for the rest of the world.

By the following Thursday, our security team, in full, was back to work and I could see no problems or injuries amongst them. Two days later on the TV news there was a breaking story about how several different mob groups and a couple of gangs that had all been found dead…every member of those organizations! No group had taken credit, so the media had started calling the mystery group ‘the city vigilantes’. Not a very clever name, but at least they didn’t tag ‘gate’ on what happened as in ‘vigilantegate’.

Marcus and the others seemed their same selves and never mentioned anything about what was discovered, so I just left them be and was happy to know that all of our employees and ourselves were safe for the time being.

Several weeks later, Didi’s divorce became final, so we began making plans for our nuptials. As we talked, Didi asked, “Can we make it a double wedding and share our happiness with Sharese and Essie?” I thought that was a splendid idea, so we asked the two if they’d like to share our day with us. They were overjoyed with the idea.

We decided to have the ceremony in the club and discovered we could have anyone ‘deputized’ by the state to perform the ceremony. All four of us wanted Ty to perform our ceremony and he agreed to do it. All of the members of the club were invited to attend and all but a few did. It turned out to be quite an event. Ty paid for a one-week honeymoon for Sharese and Essie in the location of their choice, which was Niagara Falls of all places.

It was decided that all four of us couldn’t be gone at the same time on honeymoon, so we let Sharese and Essie go first and when they returned we would go. Didi said she wanted to make all of the arrangements for our honeymoon and kept everything secret. I didn’t discover where we were going until we checked in for our flight.

I was shocked to find out that we were flying first class to Paris! As we sat in our seats sipping champagne, I had realized that I had forgotten that I had married into money. I turned to Didi and said, “I forgot you’re rich. Shouldn’t we have signed a prenuptial agreement?”

Didi looked at me like I had frogs coming out of my ears and said, “Why would I need to do that? There’s no way you can cheat on me, since we are always at the club together. We fuck the same men and women as each other, so who are you going to cheat on me with? Besides, I know we’ll never get divorced because we love each other too much!”

She was right, so I leaned over and kissed her. We ended up taking 2 weeks spending our time in Paris, the Cote d’ Azur, Rome, the Greek island of Lesbos (we thought that was appropriate!) and then flew home from Athens. I didn’t think it would be possible to fall anymore in love with Didi but our honeymoon did the trick. When we got back home, we were both anxious to get back to work (though work isn’t really the right term, it’s more like fun!)

A couple of months later marked the 1-year anniversary of when I entered the Blue Diamond Jazz Club and my life changed radically. I celebrated the day by spending it with Ty telling him how much I loved him and how I loved how he changed my life in one night.

He smiled, kissed me and said, “Your life wasn’t the only one that changed that evening. I know I haven’t ever said it, but you have to know that I love you too. You have made me a better person and I want to thank you for staying with me.”

Over the next few years our club was doing great with no headaches at all. Our restaurant was exceptional, our performers were second to none in beauty and eroticism. Our wait staff were the best in the business and they all loved their jobs, especially the extracurricular sex they got to enjoy. Marcus and his team kept us safe and efficiently dealt with any trouble that cropped up. I was so happy, I thought my life was perfect.

However, life has a way of changing things in nasty ways sometimes. Ty had been slowing down, losing weight and wasn’t feeling very well. He thought he just had some bug and that it would go away given time. Didi and I implored him to see a doctor, but he put us off with his ‘bug’ routine for quite a while. Finally, the two of us physically dragged him to a doctor.

The doctor had blood drawn, took urine samples and did a complete physical examination. We were sent home and were told the results from the tests would come in a few days. Four days later, Ty’s doctor called and said that he had made an appointment with a Dr. Oswald in order to do some more tests. The two of us drove Ty to his next appointment where this new guy did another bank of tests including a CT scan and an endoscopic retrograde cholangiopancreatography.

It turned out that Ty had stage 4 pancreatic cancer and only had two months max to live. After the doctor gave us the bad news, the three of us sat together to decide how to go forward. Ty said he wanted to spend as much time in the club as possible and when that became impossible he wanted to be admitted into a hospice care facility. Didi and I thought this was doable and only wanted what was best for Ty.

Didi and I didn’t leave him alone for the rest of his life. When it looked like he only had days to live, he whispered in my ear and said, “Leah, in the top drawer of my desk is my will. I want you to know that I have loved every moment of every day that we’ve been together and that I love both you and Didi.”

I couldn’t help it and start bawling my eyes out. I was never one for tears, so this surprised me. I told him I loved him too and didn’t want him to leave me. By this time, he was in the hospice facility.

Finally, I was at home ordering some stuff for the bar when Didi called me and told me to get down there immediately. I dropped everything and sped to the hospice facility. When I arrived at Ty’s bedside, Didi looked at me with a teary face and said, “I think he’ll pass any time now and I didn’t want you or Bea to miss it. Moments later, Bea came rolling in with her girlfriend and we sat surrounding Ty. An hour later he passed and the four of us had a group hug and cry as we lamented the loss of the most important man in all of our lives.

Ty had always been adamant that he wanted to be cremated and that his ashes be kept in an urn at the Blue Diamond. So, we contacted the Neptune Society to have his remains cremated. He and I had chosen a very nice urn for his remains to be kept in when the initial diagnosis was made.

Once we took care of business at the hospice facility, the four of us returned to the club and decided to close it for the night and told everyone we would have a meeting a meeting 8pm. I went up to our apartment, went into Ty’s desk and found the will. Inside the envelope was a letter addressed to me, so I opened it and read;

My Dearest Leah,

If you are reading this, then I must have died. I can’t tell you how much you have meant to me over the years and I have cherished every moment we had together.

I want you to know that I have left you ownership of the Blue Diamond building and my portion of the club. You are the one who made it great and should be the one who runs it now. I know you’ll worry about not being able to run the place, but you are smarter than you give yourself credit for and I’m sure the club will survive for many more years. Trust the people who work here like Sharese, Essie, Marcus, Jacque (our chef) and especially Didi. They will be the rocks you need to get through all of this.

I don’t know what happens after death, but I’m not too worried, because I had the best possible life because you were in it. I love you…

Ty

Oh god, the tears began flowing like the Mississippi after I read his note to me. Didi heard me crying and came bursting into the room to help me. I handed her the letter and when she finished reading it, she hugged me and whispered, “It was very obvious to everyone that he loved you above all. You can count on all of us to help keep the Club running at peak efficiency.”

I kissed my wife and told her I knew that and appreciated everything she does for me. I then said, “We should look at the will and see what it says.” We pulled the legal documents free and from what we could decipher, he left Bea with $500,000, each employee got $50,000 and the rest including the building and the club to me. I saw that the lawyer who drew up the will was the gal that offered to work for us for a free membership. Her name was Isobel Montoya, so I called her and notified her that Ty had passed away that morning. I told her I didn’t have a clue about how any of this stuff worked with wills and things and asked her if she could help me. She gave me her condolences and said she would be right over to talk.

Izzy, as she liked to be called, gave Didi and I heartfelt hugs and expressed her condolences to us. “Ty spent a lot of time with me last year because he had an inkling that things weren’t right with him. I couldn’t begin to remember how many times that he told me that he loved you Leah and how his number one wish was for you to be protected. He felt Didi was in good shape with her own money and that his sister didn’t really care if she got anything or not because she was happy with her life as it was. He had been thinking of bestowing his shares to all of your loyal employees, but decided that that might be burdensome on you, so he never did it.”

I thought that was a brilliant idea and said, “Can we do that? He loved everyone who worked here and he was always amazed at how much ownership they took in their jobs to make the place great. I think we should do it!”

Didi then piped up and said, “When I joined the ownership team, Leah and I owned 33% each and Ty owned 34%. Could we make Leah’s share 34%? Or wait, because between the two of us we own 66%, can we just combine our shares and leave the others to share 34%? I just want to make sure that Leah is the majority owner.”

Izzy laughed and said, “Actually, you can do whatever you want since Ty left his share to Leah. Anyway, because Ty’s fortune is very large, his estate will have to go through probate despite there being a will. His will does make specific gifts and the probate court will recognize those gifts. Mostly, probate is in effect so that the state can make sure they get their tax money if they are entitled to it. I think Ty and I managed to word things in such a way as to minimize your tax liability.”

Didi and I looked at each other and then looked at Izzy and thanked her profusely for all she has done. Didi asked, “So how do we pay you? Does it come out of the estate?”

Izzy laughed and said, “I still just work for my free membership to the club.”

I looked at her and said, “No way! We really need to pay you for all of the work you do for us!”

Izzy smiled and said, “I have plenty of money and am my own boss. I like the arrangement we have.”

I shook my head and said, “We really need to sweeten it for you then. From now on you are our first gold member and will be entitled to free sex, meals and drinks.”

She smiled and replied “That’s nice, thank you. But what I’d really liked to have is the ability to perform on stage with any of the guys or gals and have access to sex with the two of you twice a month.”

I laughed and said, “Done! You’d look great on stage and I have always wanted to have sex with you since that first Bacchanalia years ago. What do you think Didi?”

“I think she’d do well in a gangbang with the three biggest cocks we have!”

The three of us laughed and then Izzy said, “I hope you’re serious because I am!”

Didi said, “So are we Izzy! If you’d like to attend, we were going to announce Ty’s passing to the gang this evening. They don’t know yet. We should tell them that Ty wanted his shares of the club to go to the employees and that we will work on how best to do that so everyone benefits equally. If you want you can read the will if it’s appropriate.”

When 8pm rolled around, we found all of our employees waiting for us in the club. Didi decided that I should be the one to break the news because I was the least likely to start crying. So, I stood on the old stage and looked at all of my friends and said, “I’m sure that all of you have surmised why we closed today and why we wanted to talk to all of you, so without beating around the bush, our leader, lover and friend, Tyrone Ernest Jones left this earth this morning at 10:05am. He was surrounded by his sister Bea, Emily, Didi and myself. I’m sure you all know it, but Ty loved each and every one of you as much as he loved Bea or myself.

“Earlier today, Didi and I talked to Isobel Montoya our attorney and went over his will, which Izzy will share with you all in a few minutes. Though in the end his will doesn’t show it, Izzy made it clear that Ty wanted all of you to inherit his shares in the club. He has also left each of you $50,000.” There was a loud murmur as the many tearful faces smiled at Ty generosity.

“Ty always wanted to be cremated and have his ashes placed in an urn and placed in a nice place where he could hear the music and enjoy the shows that many of you put on. So, once we receive his urn we will organize a memorial here and invite all of our clients who wish to attend as well as all of you. That’s about all I have to say right now, so I’ll turn things over to Izzy.”

Izzy read the will and explained some of the caveats etc. and when she was done said, “I know to the lay ear that most of that sounds like gibberish and to tell you the truth it is. However, a lot of that gibberish was put in place to minimize the tax burden on Leah and Bea. So, in regular English, Bea is to inherit $500,000 and Leah gets the rest, the value which will be determined at a future date. Additionally, it was Ty’s wish that Leah be the primary owner of the club and run it from now on.”

When Izzy finished, I looked to Bea and Didi who both had tears streaming from their faces to see if they wanted to add anything, but they both shook their heads no. So, I said, “If anyone has anything they would like to say, please feel free to come on up.”

Sharese came bounding up onto the stage, hugged me and then said, “I know I speak for all of us who work here. I just want to reiterate that you and Ty and later Didi have been the best possible bosses. You all have shared so much with us all from a great work environment, incredible compensation to Ty’s gigantic cock!” Everyone began laughing as did I. “I will miss that cock and thank the stars that I had multiple opportunities to take advantage of it. Leah, all joking aside, we all love you and if there is anything any of us can do to help you, Didi and Bea through this period and beyond, just know that we will all be there for you.”