Melissa got into work early that Monday. It was the start of her third week at the club. She got off the elevator and started to walk, toward Judy's office when someone gabbed her arm and pulled her into a room as she walked past an open door.
It was Pete and he laid a big wet kiss across her mouth. Melissa giggled and tried to get away from him before they got caught.
"I just wanted to tell you how much I love you!"
Melissa smiled. "I love you too, Honey!"
"You've been looking sexy lately! I like what you've done with your eye brows. It makes you hot!"
Melissa gave him another kiss. "Honey. I have to get going. Judy wanted to see me this afternoon before I start work."
Pete was rubbing her butt as she kissed him again. "OK. Maybe I'll stay awake tonight when you come home."
Melissa smiled at her husband and pinched his nipple as she walked back into the hallway and made her way down to Judy's office. Judy was waiting for her as she walked in and sat in front of her desk.
"Honey. I just wanted to let you know how well we think your doing. Are you having a good time so far meeting our clients?"
"Yes. I have to admit that I'm not use to running around half naked in front of a bunch of men but they've been really nice to me."
"Well. That's why I wanted to speak to you this afternoon. I've had a lot of compliments from our clients about you and I have someone interested in spending a little quality time with you."
"Oh. That might be interesting. What do I need to do?"
"Well. Melissa. I know your married and our clients like to have companionship when they are in the club. I'm sure you've talked to a few of the other girls about our special services we like to offer our clients."
"Yes. They told me a little about it. I know they're married too."
"We would expect you to do anything you really didn't want to do but I wanted to let you know that if you decide to advance to another pay level then I can arrange for you to wear the special symbol you asked me about."
"Judy. What would I have to do and how much extra would I make a week?"
"Your base salary would increase from one thousand to twenty-five hundred plus your bonuses."
Melissa's mind started to wander as she thought about that sum of money coming every week. She sat starring at Judy's desk hoping she wasn't going to be forced to do anything she didn't want to do and finally smiled and looked at Judy.
"I guess I'm willing to give it a try."
"Oh. Good! I'll make certain to have your salary increased immediately. Um. You do know that you will be wearing the symbol now which allows our clients to take you into a private room. I want you to know that this client who asked about you is a very nice man and he is aware that you're new and won't ask anything more then you agree. Do you understand?"
"Yes. I think I do."
Melissa was shaking now and Judy saw that she was nervous.
"Judy? Do the other girls have sex with their clients?"
"Um. Yeah. But. I don't want you to feel that you have an obligation to follow in their footsteps. It's all up to you on how far you want to take this."
Melissa stomach was churning at that point. Her mind drifted in every direction with the thought of the extra money on her mind.
Judy noticed the worried expression on Melissa's face. "Um. If it will make you feel better, this client that requested private time with you isn't really interested in sex. He just likes to talk with the girls."
Melissa felt much better when she heard that statement and smiled. She was down in the dressing room and the short Spanish woman was helping her get dressed for the evening. Melissa was ready to pull up her tiny thing when the Spanish woman rushed over to her shaking her finger.
"No Panties. You can't wear that thing!"
Melissa had a confused expression on her face. One of the other girls came over laughing and said. "Congratulations. Welcome to the club! You see. She's trying to tell you that you don't wear a thong under your dress once you become one of the girls."
Melissa nervously laughed. "Oh. Nobody told me."
The woman went on her way as the Spanish women finished helping Melissa get ready and just before she climbed out of the chair, the woman put the neckless around her neck only this time the symbol was attached.
Melissa walked the club as usual until a tall older man walked up behind her. "Excuse me! Miss?"
Melissa turned around and smiled at the man. He might have been in his late fifties and still handsome.
"Uh. Your name is, Candy? I'm I, correct?"