Hardwick, Florida, home of the North Pole Men's Club, women's too. Small town life but big-time money maker. With nothing nearby for miles, the club often got away with murder, the county simply taking bribes to keep it open and lucrative. The owner Norberto Cortez kept a tight rein regardless, but even he was prone to a few bribes to let the party go beyond the stage. With Norberto off in Miami for four days on family business he left the establishment to its head Bartender and side lover Vega Perez and loyal bouncer Miguel Santos aka Mojo to keep the time period hopping. Tonight, it was going to hop like never before.
Thanks to a phone call from one of Norberto's favorite cousins, newly hired secretary Shelly Cortez who often played with Mojo just for fun, he was aware of their incoming status and more than happy to bend every rule. Mojo would do anything for Shelly. Although not related she was like a baby sister. Baby in size, Shelly and her sister Beatriz were 5'3 and 110 pounds each with bodies no man could look away from. Mojo on the other hand was a freak of nature at 7 foot even, 360 pounds of rock-hard muscle. Add to that fact his behemoth cock was eleven inches and very in demand. When he was in the mood. He was one of the gifted few to have such an enormous monster that was willing to obey his needs. At that size some often had difficulties keeping it aroused. Not Mojo! Mojo was hard fifty percent of his day and cashing in. While a bouncer he occasionally went up on stage to show off. A quiet man it was more of a pose than any real striptease. Woman cooed regardless. Just standing there yawning he usually made a couple grand.
Norberto to the right financial request would pimp out Mojo just to live the good life. Ferrari in the garage, Jaguar in Miami with him. Mojo got a cut and lived just as good. So, not just a bouncer he was a partner. Silent but deadly! He let others do the bouncing. Tonight, he was going to get a workout. With pleasure!
"This place is packed." Aaron Gift had to park out by a open field just to find a spot big enough for his Cherokee. "Too bad the handicap parking was full, or I'd had you gals tell the club managers we were parking there and not to tow me."
"Many of wealth get those Mister Gift." Shelly Cortez seated in back unbuckled her seatbelt to lean up against his seat. "You must pay extra for privilege. Our cousin has many connections."
"Many very beautiful women dance here." Beanie chimed in hovering behind Monica's seat. "You will fit right in Monica."
"You really want me to dance on stage daddy?" She was giddy in sitting sideways to face Aaron. "Will you two dance up there with me?"
"Si! We love to dance. Tips are very good. If not for our parents, we would dance here fulltime."
"Yeah, about your parents." Aaron shut off the engine and killed the stereo playing in favor of silence. There would be enough music in the club. "They obviously didn't know about your online sex shows. Your Uncle allowed it, so how could he keep it from them?"
"We treat our uncle very well." Beanie giggles. "He will never betray us for fear we will cut him off."
"So, if I were to buy those storage units and made him caretaker, he would keep anything we did there quiet?"
"If he is willing to sell." Shelly was worried Fernando might not, it was his sole income. "If you paid him well then perhaps. You have us to help with that. So, you would turn all 20 storage units into cam stages?"
"I would. I just need the backing of my clients in the club. They're... shall we say womanizers. They own a software company in Tampa but are always looking to increase their cash flow. So am I. If I turn that storage facility into our passion palace that's huge. Sure, it's not software but it does require a website. I'll need to look at the FCC regulations on that. I know I've watched gangbangs on Caturbait but I think every model in the scene has to be registered. We just need a way to avoid that clause so we can do whatever, whoever we want. There is also the police factor, we don't want this to get shut down over prostitution."
"Daddy! You want to be a pimp, don't you?" Monica giggled. "I never thought of selling myself before, I just like being random and going after guys I like. But again, I've had a few I didn't like but did it anyway. Ok I'm in."
"As are we." Shelly and Beanie agreed.
"There's Kyle's motorcycle." Monica noticed it under a pole light surrounded by cars. "Let's go I want to see what I'm getting into."
"Good idea!" Aaron opened his door, the girls following. Congregating together at the front grill he locked up with his remote and put his arms around the shoulders of Shelly and Beanie. "Keep up Punkin'!"
"Oh, I will!" Monica jumped up to cling to her father's back. He laughed under strain but let her tag along piggyback all the way to the front door. Customer's coming in behind them had the viewing pleasure of Monica's bare bottom, her white dress riding waist high thanks to her legs around her father's waist. She would get tipped just for that show once she was on her feet, making thirty bucks for nothing. "Maybe I should just ride around on you all night daddy. I'll make us rich." Sure, she could pay for his chiropractor visit.
At the front door bouncer, not Mojo at the moment, Aaron told him of his clients Mitch and Jared. That was all he needed, knowing the Cortez sisters. Still both sisters kissed the man on the lips and fondled his crotch in passing. Seeing this Monica grabbed his dick as well saying, "I'm with them." that was a no-brainer. "Have fun tonight." The bouncer Gar loved his job. "Find me later I'll give you a lap dance." Monica pinched the bouncer's crown.
Garth Rainier would indeed look up the bright-eyed beauty on his break. Heading through the interior door Shelly took point in the search for Mojo. Letting the sisters go Aaron sent them on a mission mentioned to Shelly back at the storage unit, one Monica was not in on as of yet. With the girls gone Aaron and Monica traveled through the body-to-body crowd. This place was past capacity. No way did six hundred people or more not exceed at least a 500-occupancy fire code capacity permit. Cousin Norberto was definitely breaking the law even in that.
"I see Mitch." Monica pointed at him up by the stage watching a stunning red head with lily white skin and some seriously silicone-based porn hooters. The pinkest nipples Aaron had ever seen helped her break bank. She couldn't have been more than 22 but she was definitely athletic, whipping around a pole by her legs upside down and licking her left nipple at the same time. "Can I go find Kyle and Hillary?"
"Yeah! Come find me in twenty minutes. Let me greet my future business partners. When you come back get all up on Jared and Mitch."
"I know I was supposed to be the main attraction up until the Cortez girls, but can they entertain Mitch and Jared? Kyle said his frat brothers are here and I know one of them, Dalton. I want to fuck him tonight."
"Twenty minutes. Don't fail me Punkin. This is too important."
