A note to readers:
This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists - Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. This story could appear in a number of genres (Loving Wives, Incest, Lesbian, Fetish, and more) depending on the chapter, but the overall theme is Group, so I have applied this moniker to all chapters. P.S., we're almost at the end. Enjoy.
Chapter 103 - Tori At The Club Infinity. Prom Prep
Mark
I had two ultra-high priority projects going on inside my company - Worthington Industries: the Gigabyte Cellular Technology (GCT) job and the Lithium Air-Thallium battery project, that we shorted to simply call the Battery Project. I tried to spend a minimum of eight hours a week on each one, shepherding each so they moved as fast as possible to market.
For each project, I went to people associated with the task and asked him or her what they needed to do their job better and faster. I developed a personal rapport with each person too, so they gradually opened up to me, especially when I started to make things happen for them in a fraction of the time it might normally have taken in the company to make something happen.
I created an entirely new lab for each project making sure their R&D space could be infinitely expanded. I got each project highly sought-after engineers and technicians, pirating some from elsewhere in the company and offering hiring incentives to lure those outside into joining us.
When it came time to negotiate with Verizon about developing a test bed in the city for GCT, I went with Tom and the rest of the negotiating crew to the initial meetings. I wasn't expected, of course, and it struck a slight panic in the Verizon engineers and lawyers that the CEO of Worthington Industries was there - a billionaire to boot. The result was just what I hoped for; the priority of the project on the Verizon side was raised to the highest level possible with their CEO personally involved to grease the skids and get things happening fast.
We did cut a deal with Verizon as a quid pro quo for them basically turning over the city's metropolitan area cellular service to us to manage for up to two years; they would get first dibs on the technology if and when it went public, and we guaranteed them seventy percent of the production run of the equipment for the first year. With that edge, it would keep them at the forefront and would also help accelerate the introduction of the technology in the country since they were the largest carrier in the country. To prove their sincerity their CEO lent us a four dozen of their best engineers in the area.
For the battery project, we needed to lock up the supply chain for Thallium, since it wasn't something that was normally found like common iron ore. Nat and his crew of engineers and chemists lucked out too, discovering that we could use the most common isotope and form of the mineral. As a result of all this, Worthington Industries bought a company that extracted Thallium from phosphorus-based minerals in clays and soils, and we created a half-dozen lucrative contracts with an equal number of other companies that extracted the compound in the production of other substances - in one case sulfuric acid. We started to stockpile as much of the compound as we could in a secret location not too far from the city.
Our attorneys submitted a dozen patent applications for the battery to the fast track at the U.S. Patent Office, as we'd done with GCT. So far, the rumor mill had been mute about anybody else chasing after either technology, and I did have investigators out sniffing around the most likely suspects.
As I was busy on these two projects, Andy, my chief operating officer, picked up some of the slack, and so did Sheila, my chief of staff; Melanie, my special projects director; and Izzy, my executive secretary. Without those four, I couldn't have devoted the time I did.
Did I feel I was having an impact? You bet.
I remember a famous article in the Harvard Business Review a couple of decades earlier that became a classic. It was entitled something like 'Staple Yourself To An Order.' The idea was that as a CEO if you followed a regular customer order through the maze in your company you'd find where the bottlenecks were and identify all sorts of ways to improve things. Well, I kind of did that with the two projects. I'd find a loose end, and then follow it around eliminating hold ups, delays, places where purchase orders got put on hold for a weekly or monthly review in my own purchasing department, and so on. I could pick up an order, and just say 'Do it' and it would get done. I really did need some business process reengineering projects in my company.
More than anything, my personality underwent a mild change. I was wildly enthusiastic about the two projects; consequently I was 'juiced' up about not only those, but about
everything
going on around me. Some of the girls called it to my attention. I was sleeping less, seemed hornier than usual, eagerly sought new ideas and things to do with my lovers, and moved everywhere with an extra spring in my step.
I went out to the Club Infinity more than usual too, even holding some business meetings there. I found the atmosphere exhilarating and upbeat. Part of it was the music, but another part was the erotic entertainment headlined by Kate - or Kat Kitt, her stage name. I'd usually taken some of the men and women in the family with me since they too liked the ambience. We'd have a late dinner, watch part of the show, talk to some of the patrons, and I'd inevitably tease Kate or a couple of the other entertainers.
I took Tori with me when we were sure her mom would be performing. She'd watch every little move and dance step her mother made, watching as she stripped away her clothing, and how she teased specific audience members and got them heated up. She also called my attention to how she seemed to know just the right time to close the deal in terms of getting some of the club's customers to cough up some money when the stuck some large denomination bills in her stockings or garter belt, or simply tossed it on the stage at her feet.
Kate had told me that she was averaging five hundred a night in 'tips.' I wasn't surprised, as we did seem to be appealing to an upscale crowd. She told me that in the old 'joint' if she made fifty in a night it was a rarity.
When Kate was sitting at the table enjoying a glass of wine with us between her performances, Tori asked her mother and me, "Could I dance here some time - do a strip? I'm of legal age, plus I know you do amateur nights and that some of your friends have been here for those. I'd love to try."
Kate looked worried. She told her daughter, "Tori, the short answer is yes, but it comes with a whole bunch of discussion."
"Oh, Mom!" Tori exclaimed, her shoulder shrug communicating many more words.
Kate held her hand up. "This may not be what you think. First, I don't want you to ever even think of this as a career, as it has become for me. I have few qualifications beyond my looks and ability to dance seductively. I am smart and intellectually curious about a lot of things, but I never put those traits into any kind of career. I want you to finish college and get a good high paying job in whatever field you choose, unlike the rocky start I had as an adult. Further, you know that some time my looks will fade and I'll no longer be the star performer at the Club Infinity, or any place else.
"Second, you need to be prepared for some serious groping," she laughed. "I've learned how to spot the ones most likely to go over the top with it and I cleverly avoid them if I can. If having your ass pinched really hard or having your tit almost pulled off your body excites you, then at least you'll be in the right frame of mind."
Tori protested, "I am going to college, and Deke has talked me into focusing on electrical engineering and computer science. I haven't been an almost straight A student, and I have a good grade point average and I did some sports. To you concern about the molesters in the audience, I remind you that I've been a good student of the martial arts with Wan Suh, Elsa, Marcia, and Cindy. Elsa showed me how she handled a few of her situations, including one time when she was molested after performing in a strip club in Vegas."
There was obviously a lot of love between the pair and after reassuring each other they hugged, and Kate went back to prepare for her next onstage performance. Tori turned to me, and said, "My mom loves me ... and she is such a sex machine. I mean she even makes me wet when I watch her or even think about her. It makes me just want to experiment a little to see what it's like to turn on a whole bunch of men and a few other women to the point where you just know they'd like to fuck your lights out right on the stage." She laughed and added, "THEN I can start my freshman year in college on a high point."
Tori had heard about the VIP sex room at the club, but she'd never seen it. She'd never even been upstairs to the open part of the VIP area. I got us refills on our drinks - a wine for me and a tall evil-looking diet coke with a cherry for Tori, and I escorted her upstairs. Ity was a weeknight. The area was almost empty, but I saw a few of the regulars there and nodded to them. I felt flattered that they'd chosen the club as their frequent hangout. Stacy had given them special cards that they used for discounts and special treats from time to time.
Tori said, "Oh, this is really nice up here. Two people could actually make love in one of the booths and no one would know. I bet that happens all the time."
I smirked, "It does, but I have something even better to show you."
I nudged Tori ahead of me. She was wearing four-inch heels that did wonders for her long and hot teenage legs and the short dress she wore that almost revealed her bare pussy. The men gawked as we walked by them.
At the door to the VVIP room - the sex room - I paused and entered our secret code. I then opened the door and held it while Tori entered. I gave a slight touch to the mood lighting switch by the door, and some indirect lighting subtly appeared here and there in the room.
"Oh, Mark. This is really nice. Can anybody use this?"
