The agent must have heard us, an attractive black woman named Betty. Her black hair was curly, and tied back, and she wore one of those business suits with the knee length skirt; everything about her screamed business. I was surprised to see her wearing such light clothes in winter, however. “There are no hidden costs. Utilities, cable, and internet are all part of the rent. I can show you the numbers again if you like.”
I couldn’t help but stare at her massive chest, thinking of something else I’d like her to show me. Amber elbowed me in the ribs, and I remembered that I had been asked a question. “Uh, yeah. I’d like that.”
Betty laid the papers out on the kitchen counter, and no matter how much I went over them, it still ended up cheaper living here, and that was even without the extras.
That afternoon we held a meeting, Amber, Dixie, my sister Geo, and myself, and decided to make the move. It didn’t make sense NOT to.
That night Dixie, Geo, and I worked at the strip club. Dixie had finally been promoted to dancer, and while she wasn’t the best, a spot my sister still held, with Amber gone she was a close second. As head bouncer, it was my responsibility to make sure the other bouncers stayed on task, and the girls stayed safe. Ron, the last head bouncer, and Dixie’s ex-boyfriend, had quit a few weeks ago, and moved out of town. He had never quite forgiven me for screwing Dixie, and I didn’t miss him much. Especially not since I was then promoted to his spot. I still couldn’t figure out why I had been chosen over some of the others, but I wasn’t about to complain, and took my job seriously.
Dixie took the stage, and I turned my attention to her. She was wearing her schoolgirl outfit, one of my favorites, with her brown hair pulled back into two pony tails, her shirt unbuttoned, but tied just under her black bra, and an extremely short plaid skirt that flaunted her black thong underneath. An old 80’s rock number came on, and Dixie… To say she moved would be an understatement. To be more exact, she swayed and rippled. Her hips moved in such a way that they seemed to be the driving force of every action, rippling out from there, thrusting her chest out with the music, as her eyes scanned the crowd. Her lithe legs would sweep around from time to time, as she swirled around the bar, sometimes jumping up to the top of it, and then gently gliding down with just the strength of her legs holding her on. She truly was a marvel to watch, and sometimes I caught myself so entranced by her movements, I’d forget to watch the crowd. Tonight was a relatively quiet night. We were busy, but the patrons were behaving themselves, and I could see the other bouncers were staying properly vigilant.
One of the bouncers came up to me, and told me that Larry wanted to talk with me. Larry was the owner, and I hadn’t even known he was there that night. He owned a lot of businesses, and rarely came to this one.
I knocked on the door, and was immediately admitted in.
“John, good to see you,” Larry greeted me with a firm handshake. He was an older man, grey and white peppered hair, and thick mustache. He was in his usual business suit, and jovial smile. ‘Have a seat, will you. I have some things to discuss with you.”
“Is everything alright, sir?” I asked. I wasn’t too worried about anything. I ran a tight ship here, but this was only the second time I had been called into this office. The first was when I’d been promoted to head bouncer.
“Yes, yes, be at ease,” he told me. “I am here for a couple reasons, and I need your help with both.”
“Anything,” I said with a smile, “just name it.”
“Ho, ho! Don’t be too quick to agree until you know my hand, John” Larry admonished. He grew serious then, and I wondered what he could possibly want. “As you know, I am rarely able to be here to keep a proper eye on things. That’s what I rely on your for. What you might not know is that this is the first business I owned. From here I built my empire.” I had no idea where this was going, and only nodded my head. Larry’s eyes grew shrewd for a minute as he seemed to peer deep inside me. “I can see that you truly care about your job, as well as the women here, so I have a proposal for you.” He paused for a few seconds before continuing. “I want to make you a partner in this place. What do you say?”
I sat stunned for a moment. Partner? Here? I counted the tills regularly, and knew what this place brought in. It would be a hefty raise, to say the least, and I would have more say in how things were run. Because Larry rarely ever came down here, he would be more of a silent partner.
“Earth to John, are you there?” Larry brought me back to the present.
“Yes! I– Well– Thank you!” I told him enthusiastically.
“Good, good.” the older man said, his eyes sparkling with mirth. “I hope you don’t mind, but I had my lawyers draw up the paperwork already. I had a feeling you would agree.” For the second time that day, I poured over paperwork, and couldn’t see any reason not to. I would become half owner, fifteen percent of my portion of the profits going to pay off the loan required for me to buy into this place, until it was paid in full. I would have full management rights, and as I had thought, Larry would become a silent partner, so long as this place continued to make a profit. I happily signed the documents.
“Now to the second item of business and your first action as part owner.” Larry seemed to grow nervous for second, and then waved to the corner. I was startled to see a young Asian girl step forward. Somehow I had missed her being here the whole time. “This is my niece, Suzy. She wants to work here. I don’t feel I can be a proper judge for her skills, her being family and all.
I stood up, and walked over to Suzy. She stood still while I walked around her, examining her. Her hair was dark brown, darker than Dixie’s and about shoulder length. She was short, maybe just less than five feet. Her face was round and slightly cherubic, and her almond shaped eyes watched me nervously. She wore slimming dress, and I could tell that she had curves, more than angles, but that was alright, as some of our customers preferred a little meat on their women. That isn’t to say she was fat, she just wasn’t a beanpole either. I didn’t know any of Larry’s family, so I didn’t know where the Asian genes came in, but guessed that Suzy couldn’t be full blooded oriental.
I returned to me seat, and looked her in the eyes. “Let’s see what you’ve got.” I told her, and had to stop her as she started unzipping the side of her dress. “I want to see you dance. That can come as you move. I need to know you can at least dance, before I let you on the floor out there.
Suzy nodded without saying a word, and began to move to the music that was being piped in from the main floor. Her movements were jerky, and I could easily tell she was nervous. Whether from her uncle watching or me I wasn’t sure. She stepped out of her dress, swaying her hips to let it fall to the floor, and I got a good look at her body. She had approximately C-cup breasts, being held up by a strapless bra, and she was wearing those butt hugger lacy panties that some women liked. As I had guessed, she wasn’t too skinny, having soft curves here and there that looked really good on her. She moved her hands to the back of her bra, and hesitated. She looked at her uncle behind her, and he nodded. She undid the strap, and swayed her hips as she held it in front for a moment. She finally let it drop, and I had to stare in amazement.