Celeste took a deep breath. “So I didn’t know that Amber was going to be in there when I went to tend the private bar for them in their room. I didn’t know that she was going to be on all fours with that man balls deep in her pussy, his wife underneath her licking her clit like mad.”
“Holy shit,” I said as I took a gulp from my drink.
Celeste grinned. “It isn’t too much for you, is it? I don’t usually talk about this sort of stuff with someone who isn’t a member, and never anything so personal. You know, for me it’s all about keeping up the illusion that they have a chance here at the bar when it’s the furthest thing from the truth.”
I shook my head. “Not too much, but you’re right. It’s really hot. I don’t know how you stand working here and not…you know…like furiously masturbating every half hour or so.”
Celeste laughed and lightly touched my hand. “Oh honey, we all have our moments, trust me.”
“So how did this lead to the two of you being together?”
She leaned against the bar and cradled her chin in her hands. “Well, like I said…I walked in and was face to face with that. I had to act normal, keep my composure, and not be bothered by the fact that the woman I wanted more than anything else was getting plowed by this guy—this guy that could very definitely be president some day—and I had to get to my job. They took a break to give me their orders, and then they were back at it. This time Amber was on her knees in front of the wife, fingering her and playing with her clit. The guy had already cum all over his wife’s tits and he was sucking them, content to watch Amber. I stood behind the bar and tried to keep from watching but she was absolutely magnetic. Her eyes are dark and right as she stuck her tongue in the woman’s pussy she looked up at me. The couple was too distracted to notice, but for the next fifteen minutes or so as she worked that woman over, she kept her eyes glued to mine.”
I fanned myself. “You’ve got to be kidding me. That would make me crazy!” I could picture it clearly in my mind, though I had no idea what Amber looked like. Celeste was gorgeous and I could only imagine that a wife she picked up at Club V would be the drop dead variety.
“I almost orgasmed, just watching her. The way her eyes were on mine, the way she licked that woman and stared at me the entire time. I knew right then that the chemistry I had felt between us wasn’t just in my head. She was feeling it too. When they were done and I went back to the bar, my shift was nearly over. I went to the dressing room to gather my things and get ready to leave, knowing that the first thing I did when I got home was going to be pulling out my favorite vibrator and wishing it was Amber. Honestly, I didn’t know if I could even make it home. Luckily, I keep a spare in my car.” She winked and smiled. “But it didn’t happen that way. Amber was in the dressing room. She had just changed into a pair of yoga pants and a tank top, freshly showered after her long evening of work. She was sitting there, waiting for me. She stood up, came over to me, kissed me gently on my lips, and said she was coming home with me that night.”
As hot as it was, it was also sweet. I wasn’t normally moved by a story like the one Celeste was telling me, but knowing that they were still together and happy was almost enough to thaw my rather chilly heart.
“That’s like, the sweetest thing ever, Celeste.”
She nodded and smiled. “We haven’t been apart since. So to answer your original question, how do I get over the frustration of working here? I take it out on my hot wife every single night.” Celeste let out a peal of laughter. “Only a little less often these days because she’s pretty tired. She’s having my baby in a few months.”
“You’re kidding!? Celeste, that’s amazing!” I stood up and leaned over the bar to give her a tipsy hug. She patted my back and I could tell she was holding back some emotion.
“Yeah, yeah. Who would have thought, right? Thanks for listening. It’s not often that I spill things here. It’s almost always the other way around.”
I smiled. “You know, a lot of the time I wonder if I even believe in love and most of the time I come down on the ‘hell no’ side of the argument, but this could make me a believer. I’m really happy for you.”
I knew the alcohol was having some effect on me then. In the back of my mind, I noted that I might need to have Samantha drive us home.
“Pardon me for a moment, I’m going to head to the restroom,” I said as I hopped down from my barstool.
“Oh wait for a second,” Celeste said, suddenly remembering something. “The staff one back here is out of order. The pipes are being worked on tomorrow. But you can feel free to use the one down by my office. Just head down the hallway. It’s almost to the end, you can’t miss it.”
I thanked her and headed down the hall in the direction she pointed, feeling my way through the darkness of the business side of the operation as it looked after hours. Red lights beamed down toward the floor, but they were more for ambiance than any real illumination.
I felt my way toward the door that appeared to be the one I was looking for and opened it. It was strangely quiet and made no noise as it came open and then shut behind me, but it was dark and my eyes were taking a moment to adjust to the dim light coming from the corner. Why on earth would someone light a bathroom so dimly?
Then I saw her. The girl in the collar, seated on a chair that looked like it was made for a queen. She was naked other than her diamond collar and her legs were spread wide, tied and bound to the legs of the throne like chair. Between them, kneeling, worshipping her, was a dark-haired man with a short pony tail. Her sudden, screaming orgasm hid my audible gasp.
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