“We might not need his help, but there may be something else he can help with in the short term,” I say.
“We can talk about that later, let’s get these girls settled in, they are tired after that trip,” Janey says. “And I see you have beds, real beds.”
“It won’t take long for them to be in them, some real hunks are working there,” I say to Janey. Brent stares at me playfully. I step up to him and pinch him on the cheeks. “I already have my hunk,” I say.
We load up the girls’ luggage and get on the bus. A quick twenty minutes and the look on Bob's face is going to be electric. I hear the girls teasing Britney about Bob. She’s gone a bit of a rosy color but is handling herself pretty well. Biker chicks can be brutal when it comes to teasing.
I pull to the front of the club and turn off the engine. “Where is it?” Janey asks.
“We have no entrance yet, and all for a good reason. I will explain.”
We lead the girls through the gambling part of the club. “Oohs” and “aahs” follow us as they look at all the Alice in Wonderland decorations. The ceiling looks like you could step into it and be in another world. There is not a flat space, it all appears three dimensional and looks like you can touch it.
“This is fantastic,” Janey says, extremely impressed.
“Why do you think we changed the name to Wonderland?”
“I can’t wait to see the club part.”
We gather in the club reception area. This is the only part that is quite plain; pretty similar to a movie theater entrance. Brent pushes open the doors and all the girls step inside.
“You have got to be kidding me!” Janey says.
“You like it?” I ask.
“I am lost for words, and from the silence, so are the other girls.” “What do you think of the stage?” I ask.
“Awesome, absolutely awesome. That Alice and the Mad Hatter, they look so real.”
“Step closer. I have something to show you.”
All the girls walk closer to the stage. I signal to Brent. “This is a world first, so if it goes wrong, you have him to blame,” I say pointing at Mike.
“Whoa, Alice is moving. And so is that big fucking rabbit,” Britney shouts from behind us.
“It’s like the characters in the amusement parks, they are robotic,” Janey says. They all stand and gasp as the Mad Hatter lifts his hat and the giant robotic Alice does a curtsy. “Bell! This is, without a doubt, the best club I have ever seen, it’s like a huge playground,” Janey says.
Brent walks up from behind the bar. “We aimed for something different.”
“You’ve got that right, this is very different.”
I turn to lead the girls to their new living quarters. I notice Susan looking across to the office. She glances back toward me.
“I was just trying to put it all in perspective,” she says.
“You have just over a week to get familiar with everything,” I say.
“I’m sure a week is long enough for everything,” Susan replies. I already don’t know if I like her.
I walk to Brent and link my arm through his as we lead the girls to their apartment. Mike has started to get his guys to unload the beds.
Britney runs off and exits through the door shouting Bob's name. I look to Brent. “Maybe, Bob was right about their connection?”
Brent looks into my eyes. “Or Mikey… and his young love theory.”
“Not all strays are a bag of bones and hungry.”
Brent
“A nice juicy peach can be the most refreshing thing.”
Mike’s guys have loaded up the crane with some of the beds. I can see that a few of the guys have removed their t-shirts and are flexing their muscles to attract the attention of the girls.
I wasn’t sure they knew who these girls were; biker chicks have guys around them who would eat these construction guys for breakfast. But that didn’t stop them trying.
“Where is Bob?” Britney asks.
“He went home to get some rest, he was working all night. He will be back soon, so you have time to get settled in,” Bell says.
“Am I upstairs with the rest of the girls?” Karen, the dealer, asks.
“Yes, you will be fine, they are good girls,” Janey says.
“No problem.” She walks into the building across the archway.
“Janey, you want to come upstairs in a while, and I will fill you in,” Bell says.
“Yes, I will be over later, just give me a chance to get settled, and I will be up,” Janey replies.
All the girls vanish upstairs, and the guys go back to work, looking over their shoulders in case any of the girls are watching. No such luck for them.
Bell drags me upstairs and pulls at my jacket. “What are you doing? We just got home,” I say.
“I am feeling a little frisky, you never gave me a kiss last night, and the vibrations from that old bus have done something to me.”
“Ah, so you want the full treatment,” I reply.
“Just a quick taste should see me through until later,” Bell answers.
“Bell slips from her jeans and pulls down her tiny panties. She sits on the couch and puts her feet out, flat and wide. I can smell the aroma of her body flowing toward me. I kneel by the couch and can feel the soft skin of Bell’s thighs against the side of my head as my head gets closer to her pussy.
I push her legs wider and watch her caressing her breasts under her t-shirt. Her long black hair hangs over her face, and she looks at me provocatively as I spread her moist pussy lips with my thumbs.
“Quick and fast,” Bell says as I flick my tongue against her exposed clit. She reaches down and pulls at my hair and pushes my head in closer.
“Ah, fuck, Brent. You sure are my hunk of a guy,” she says.
I raise my eyes as I tease her throbbing clit, her hips squirm against the dark cold leather of the couch.
“Just there, oh god, that’s the spot,” she says.
I flick my tongue frantically, her hips push forward, my tongue slowly slides into the depths of her moist pussy. I can feel the hot walls of her womanhood enveloping my tongue.
“Shit, Brent. Shove your fingers in.”
I slide two fingers into her wet pussy as I rub her clit with the thumb of my other hand.
“Mmm, fuck, that is… goooood.” I love how she says that final word. I am hard and aroused as I pleasure her.
My hand slaps against her hot pussy as I drive my hand harder and faster against into her sex. Belly twists her finger in my hair and pulls my head. Now, my fingers push deeper as her hot pussy clenches and contracts.
“Brent slap my pussy and suck my clit,” Bell murmurs. I draw my fingers from her hotness and slap my hand against her hot labia. “Yeah baby, hit me harder, make me scream,” she yells.
I slap her wet pussy, the sound fills the living area as her hips thrash wildly under me and she yelps with full pleasure.
“Suck my hard clit then bite it,” Bell says.
I push my lips closer and suck her clit deep between my pursed lips. Her budded clit draws closer to me. I gently close my teeth and nibble until Bell thrusts her hips forward.
“Ooh my god,” she screams, “bite it harder!” Her fingers pull hard on my hair as I bite her swollen clit again. “Fuck yes, Brent,” she murmurs.”
Bell grabs hold of my hair with both hands and pushes my head hard against her wet pussy, my lips tighten against her body as I suck hard on her aroused clit.
Bell squeals like a mouse that’s been stood on. Her body is quivering in abandonment as I push her closer to another glorious climax. Bell’s body slumps deep into the leather couch as her hips push forward, the mound of her pussy thrusting as I pleasure her.
I thrust into her... she arches upward to take all of my tongue. I feel her sweet, honey-like juices spreading over my warm lips. Bell moans and groans. Her legs narrow as she squeezes them against the side of my head. Her grip on my hair tightens as her hips rock.
Brent, I am going to cum,” she yells.
“Go on Bell, cum for him,” Janey says from the stairs.
I pull my head from her pussy. Janey is standing watching and smiling. “What the fuck?” I say.
Bell pushes my head back against her pussy. “Don’t you dare fucking stop now, I am so close.”
I can’t believe Janey is just standing and watching…
I push my head hard as I bob my tongue into her quivering pussy. Her hands fall in the same rhythm, pushing and pulling at my hair.
“I am… yes… Brent… shit!!”
Bell’s body quivers, I feel her belly shaking as she finally reaches her wonderful moment of orgasmic pleasure. Her hands loosen in my hair, and she runs her fingers through, caressing me fondly.
I pull my head back from her gasping body as I look over to the stairs. Was I seeing and hearing things, or what?
“Did you hear Janey?” I ask.
“Brent, I was half way through a fantastic orgasm, I heard nothing apart from me screaming and you slapping my pussy,” Bell says.
“I must have imagined it,” I reply.
Bell grabs her shorts and runs up the stairs. I sit at the kitchen counter as I hear a noise from the stairs. Janey walks up into the living area and heads toward the counter.
“Where is Bell?” she asks.
“She’s just gone upstairs,” I reply.
Bell comes back down the stairs with her hair brushed and wearing a pair of jogging bottoms. “You look flushed,” Janey says to Bell.
“Just a little warm,” she replies.
“So, what did you want to tell me?” Janey asks, acting like she was never there.
“We’ve had developments with the councilors we have to deal with. So, in the next few days we are off to a swinger’s club to try and gather some more information,” Bell explains.
I stare at Janey, she doesn’t actually acknowledge I’d just been giving Bell a quick going over. Maybe… I just imagined it.
“Are you comfortable with a swinger’s club?” Janey asks.
“I am going in with Brooke and Bell is going in with Alex, we will just swap when we are in there,” I say.
“You do realize you are in full view… not many men can perform with an audience,” Janey explains.
“I think I will be okay, I’ll be in good hands,” I reply with a grin.
“Just watch out for the people who want to join in, it’s fine if it’s another woman, but there are some god-awful men there,” Janey says plainly.
“What do you mean awful?” I ask.
“They want to shove things where they shouldn’t go,” she replies.
“Oh, I get you, I hope there’s no request for that,” I reply, obviously frowning.
“After that, we have everyone coming for a vacation and some assistance. We think these guys have been avoiding a lot of state regulations and paying taxes, too. If we can get them on that, we have them,” Bell explains.
“All this for one club they own?” Janey asks, confused.
Bell shakes her head frantically, “No, there is a one-kilometer square block, we think they own that. And all, or most of the businesses in it.”
“Be fucking careful, if they have all that at risk, they’re not going to lie down lightly,” Janey says.
“That’s where I was thinking Drake could be more useful,” Bell says.
“Well, he certainly knows about security, that’s no problem, and less risk than trying to set them up as gun-runners,” Janey adds.
“Those were our thoughts, we just have to make sure we have them locked down solid so they can’t squirm out of it,” I say.
Janey looks at me and smiles, then gives me a little wink. What was that for? I wonder.
“You have something around your lips.” She wipes my face and puts her fingers into her mouth.
“What? Oh I ate a peach,” I say, shocked.
Janey grins. “You taste just like a wet pussy.” Bell and Janey laugh hilariously as I exit to the bathroom, embarrassed as I’ll ever be. Except at this swinger thing coming up. Shit!!
“A nice juicy peach can be the most refreshing thing.”
Bell
“What’s the big deal?”
Alex walks from the club door as we are talking to Bob, he sees Britney on the couch. “I hope Britney’s not a distraction,” Alex says.
“Not at all, I have already explained the situation, without giving specifics,” Bob replies.
“Just make sure, we don’t want anything to go wrong,” Alex says plainly.
“Brent has his first employee,” I say to Alex.
“What do you mean, the first employee? Have you got enough to fill the tables?” Alex asks Brent.
“I was so wrapped up in it, but we have it covered. I’m going with Mikey and Brooke to the casinos to see who we can rustle up.”
“How many are you looking for?” Alex asks.
“Twenty-five to start and then we’ll get enough for a second shift,” Alex explains.
“Whoever you find, tell them to be prepared to do twelve hours, you know we can’t just stop games in the middle,” Alex explains.
“So, you want to see this employee?” Brent asks.
“Yes, where is she?” Alex asks.
“She’s upstairs with the other girls, she had nowhere to live to start, so we brought her here,” I say.
“Is she honest? Actually, are all these girls honest?” Alex asks.
Janey appears at the bottom of the stairs in her dance gear and bottle of water. “I can vouch for most of the girls.”
Alex nods. “Just keep an eye on them. Bell mentioned she wants to give you a higher position,” Alex says.
“Of course,” she says.
“So, you report to Bell, and she reports to me. Anything you see that looks suspicious, tell her immediately. That goes for you as well, Brent. And any dealer that looks suspect, we have to pull them in straight away,” Alex explains.
Brent smiles. “Of course, I know the rules and the ropes.”
I climb the stairs to get Karen, for Alex to check out. If anyone knows dealers, it’s him. I approach the girls’ room and step inside. Half of the girls are sleeping, and two are talking to each other on their new beds. I can see that Karen has just showered and is wrapped in a towel. I notice she has a tattoo showing on her back.
“What’s that tattoo?” I ask.
“A Koi Fish.”
“Why?”
“I used to watch those tattoo programs on the TV, and I just fell in love with the Japanese tattoos,” she says.
“Can I see?” I ask.
“Sure,” Karen says as she drops her towel to below her ass.
“It’s nearly as big as mine.”
“You have a Koi?”
“No, I went for something a little more drastic,” I say.
“Where is yours?” Karen asks.
I can see she is more interested in my tattoo than covering her naked body. She has small breasts, but her nipples look really pert and tasty. I can’t help looking at her pussy, which looks quite ripe and fresh. She could always double as a dancer… a lot of men love that sort of look, especially when we do the schoolgirl dance routines.
I slip my t-shirt from over my head and lower my jogging bottoms to my knees. Karen steps forward and runs her fingers over the lines of my dragon tattoo.
“Wow, that’s fantastic, how much did that cost?” she asks.
“It was expensive and very painful,” I reply.
“It’s strange how we both have Japanese tattoos, don’t you think?” Karen says.
“Maybe that’s why I had a good feeling about you,” I reply. I smile at her. She is really very beautiful.
“Well, you know what the Koi symbolizes wealth and fortune, perhaps I will bring it to the club,” Karen replies.
“I hope so, we open soon, and we still have loads to do.”
“Just tell me what you need, and I will help where
I can,” she says.
“First, you have to get dressed and come downstairs, we have someone we want you to meet,” I say.
“You need to sort your own clothes out; they’ll think there’s been something going on,” Karen says, now giggling.
I pull up my jogging bottoms and pull on my t-shirt. I head back down the stairs. “Just come down when you’re ready, but don’t make it too long, Alex hates to wait,” I say.
“Alex?” Karen asks. “The… Alex?”
“What do you mean? The Alex.”
“I heard the name mentioned a few times, he has a real name… as the best player in the city,” Karen says.
“Those days are behind him now, he’s part-owner of this club.”
“The game with the Russians?” Is that how he can afford it?” she asks.
“Sssh,” I say.
“Oh, okay. And I suppose you now want to tell me to keep my mouth shut,” she replies.
I nod at her. “You learn fast, just hurry up.”
“I am right behind you.”
I reach Bob's office and Alex is on the couch next to Britney. He is talking to Bob about the lack of paper trails from any of the businesses that are in the area of the swinger’s club.
“I don’t know where the money goes,” Bob says.
“There has to be some bank deposits, somewhere,” Alex replies.
“They are not local banks, that’s for sure,” Bob says. “If it doesn’t go into a bank, I can’t see how they can wire it offshore.”
Britney blows on her nail varnish. “Perhaps they just stash it somewhere.”
“Say that again,” I say.
“They might just hide it somewhere,” Britney says plainly.
The room falls into silence. Alex rubs his hands through his hair, and Brent shakes his head trying to think of the enormity of what Britney has just said.
Alex turns to Britney. “I find that really hard to believe, but I am just so drawn to the idea that it could be what they actually do,” Alex says.
Britney turns to Alex. “It makes sense really, if anything goes wrong and they get caught, we know all their assets would be frozen,” Britney explains. “They don’t need this money, they have their councilor salary to live on.”
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