This is the first chapter of a novella I am writing. It is the fourth book in a series of six which takes place at the Fetish & Fantasy Sex Club.
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"Cat, you're on in about 10 minutes, are you ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be." Cat responded as she put the finishing touches on her make up in front of the old dressing room mirror. For everything she had heard about and seen of sex clubs, this one was probably the nicest. The stage workers were treated with respect and given every amenity possible to make them comfortable. Each person was given a semi-private room to change and shower. The managers she'd met didn't leer at her, and treated her with respect, and the other workers were genuinely nice. This made the job much easier.
Being a DEA agent undercover, Cat felt this was her best chance to get close to whoever was selling illegal sex drugs to the public. The DEA had already arrested Terrence Minor, a pharmaceutical executive who was using the latest drug on two people here at Fantasy & Fetish, one of Philadelphia's hottest sex clubs. However, even after Minor's arrest, similar drugs were popping up all over the city and outlying suburbs. Someone was still putting the drug out there, and although unsubstantiated, every bit of evidence pointed to it being an employee at F&F, as she had tracked what had seemed to be the source of the drug flow coming from this club.
Cat stared into the mirror, reflecting on the past month's developments. She had gone from working as a waitress at The Oasis, the bar attached to F&F, to a stage worker when a spot opened up in the club. The owners, Aiden Tierney and Jared Trumane, wanted her to wait tables at the club, because they didn't want her compromising herself in the name of her job.
It didn't take much to convince them she was a self-proclaimed exhibitionist and this was not her first time "performing" in front of a group of people. Just the thought sent a ripple of excitement and one of pleasure through her body and made her nipples pebble.
This would be Cat's first time on F&F's stage. Even though she was looking forward to tonight, she was still a bit nervous, she had never 'performed' as such in front of a large crowd. She moved away from her dressing table and went to the back of the stage, where performers entered and exited. The group who was on before her was just "finishing" -- she hated to call it that, but it seemed to be the most appropriate term, and that made her chuckle and relieved some tension.
She looked out at the audience. Members at F&F had few inhibitions. There were people at the tables who were already fondling each other or were involved in various sexual acts. She would have to make sure to keep her focus while she was on the stage. Her eyes scanned further out and she spotted the sexy bartender, Kane. He was working in the club tonight. Typically, he only worked at The Oasis, but he was probably filling in for someone who called in sick for their shift. The thought of Kane watching her made her more excited and nervous, she never had such an attraction to a man before.
She began fidgeting with her hands. She continued to evaluate Kane. He was just over six foot tall and she could tell he kept his body in shape, with long lean muscles flexing through his tight white t-shirt, as he moved around behind the bar. His smile was brilliant and when he flashed it her way she felt a fluttering in her womb. From the information she gathered from interviewing Aiden and Jared, he was a childhood friend who moved to town after an accident and became the bartender at Oasis. She wasn't sure about the details, but figured, she would tease them out of him when she interviewed him later.
Six people came off the stage. It was her turn to go on. She walked onto the stage and took her spot. Kelsey, the other stage worker in her show, moved next to her. The music began.
Kane saw the group leave the stage. It was a steaming hot show, but he was too busy to focus on what was going on. The bar got busy at the end of each performance so he was rushing to get drink orders filled before the next show started. He enjoyed tending bar and coming to F&F was always a welcomed change. Although, he had to admit leaving the club after his shift with an excruciating hard on from all the sex was a bit taxing, especially without a partner to go home to. Tonight wasn't too bad, his hard on was tolerable. If he kept busy, he wouldn't hear the moaning that was going on from the other end of the bar, where Cameron and Malcolm were not only doing each other, but another woman. Shaking his head, he went back to cleaning glasses.
He would never understand how his childhood friends, Aiden and Jared, got into this kind of thing. Kane knew both men enjoyed their sex, with women and with men, including each other. All he knew was this life wasn't for him. He enjoyed his sex hard and his women soft. Sure, he liked to have rough sex with a woman and maybe even spank her if she was into it, but he didn't think he could keep a hard on in front of one hundred people who were copulating like bunnies. He laughed to himself as he put the glasses away.
As he turned back towards the bar, he saw the one woman who could change his mind about exhibitionism. Catherine, Cat as she preferred. Oh how that name fit her. He thought she was beautiful. She was tall and had curves in all the right places, she reminded him of a kitty cat, all sensual and sexy. He wondered if he could make her purr as he stroked her curves and worshipped her ripe, plump breasts that he could envision would fit perfectly into his hands.
Kane loved to watch her when she worked the Oasis. Even though she just started working at the bar, customers often asked for her section. He couldn't quite figure out why she felt the need to move to F&F, but he assumed it was for the money. He knew one thing was for certain, he left work on more than one occasion with a hard on so intense he needed to go home and jerk off before he could sleep. Kane could definitely understand why Cat had so many loyal customers, and even though she had many propositions, she always went home alone.
Kane finished the drink orders as fast as possible so he could watch the show. Cat moved onto the stage, standing next to another woman he knew as Kelsey. The music started, it was very bluesy and sensual. Cat slinked towards the other woman and began touching her. Her hands slid up the other woman's arms towards her face. She moved her hands and held onto Cat's as they started to kiss each other on the lips. Slowly at first, and then it became hotter and more intense, with tongues and teeth licking and biting each other. Kelsey broke the kiss and began unbuttoning Cat's shirt, licking her neck and then moving her tongue down towards her breasts. Cat's head fell backward as she swayed to the music as Kelsey latched onto her nipples. He heard Cat moan, followed by groans from several members of the audience. Cat was putting on a great show! He groaned as his hardness pressed insistently against his pants.
Cat's head slowly came up as Kelsey took off her shirt while smoke filtered onto the stage making them glow in the lighting. Both women then turned to the audience and began slowly taking off their clothes in a slow, sensual striptease. Standing close together, grinding their bodies as their hips swayed to the music. Both women were gorgeous, but Kane could focus only on Cat. He watched her grope her large breasts, he held back a moan as he watched intently. She took a nipple in between each thumb and forefinger and pinched it hard. First he would bury his face between the beautiful globes and then he would slide his cock between them as he tit fucked her. Quickly, he brought himself back from the fantasy and pretended to go back to tending bar, heat flooded over his body as his cock throbbed, he needed to cool off or risk embarrassing himself.
Cat and Kelsey turned back to each other while Marcus, the head bouncer, came out on stage. Kane had to admit, the man was good looking. He didn't want Cat near Marcus. Wow, that was some thought, was he really jealous? He filled a drink order for one of the wait staff, not really paying attention to what he was doing. That possessive thought threw him for a loop, so thankfully, the order wasn't complicated. Marcus was wearing full firefighter gear, but soon he took off the hat so the crowd could see his face. He smiled his dazzling smile at the crowd and then at the girls. He must be filling in for one of the other stage workers, because Marcus very rarely made an appearance on stage.
He could hear his rough words as he looked at them with concealed hunger, "I heard you ladies need a fire put out." The smoke curled out over the stage giving them an ethereal look.