It was a new kind of bar. No women, no teenagers, and no single men were allowed in. She catered strictly to straight, married men who were looking for a little something different. It was also a restaurant where folks entered hungry and left satisfied. That was her goal when she bought the warehouse and began preparing for the grand opening of Cheaters. The small entrance was discreet and private, and nothing of the interior of the establishment could be seen from the reception area. Either she or her personal assistant greeted each patron, and escorted him to his desired area.
Jade and her assistant wore sleek formal gowns, designed to flatter and entice without showing too much. The wait staff in the restaurant wore hot little French maid costumes that revealed almost everything but packaged it nicely. In the bar, the attendants wore leather skirts and vests and little else. It was perfectly acceptable for the gentlemen to come in only for a meal or a drink and enjoy the view.
Most visits started at the bar. While waiting for your table you could have a drink, or choose the "pre-flight" option. Pre-flighting was a little more expensive, but those who ordered this were treated to more than just a cocktail. They were also awarded a cock tease. Drinks were served with some rubbing and some ear nibbles, or for an additional charge could be stimulated orally until fully erect.
There were other menu options, however. Once seated, each diner was offered a choice of menus; standard fare, exceptional fare, or the premium menu. There were no VIP sections; all orders were fulfilled in the open common rooms. A guest could enjoy a steak and watch a fellow diner partake from a different menu, or order something extra special. Her servers were specially trained to provide complete and extraordinary service. Those who dined from the exceptional fare menu were provided a luscious dinner partner for conversation who would be clad in very revealing garb and attend to every need, whether it be dabbing a napkin at the corner of her charges mouth or inviting him to lick rich sauces from her cleavage. Ordering from the standard or exceptional menu did not involve actual cheating on a wife—not technically. Diners at this level were welcome to touch, to look, and to please themselves, but there were limits. A man could return home relatively guilt free.