Mistress of the club (closed)

[Asa]

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You are awake... finally.

She teased him with a wink. She watched him stretching and slowly moving from the bed after stretching that stunning muscular body.

Surprised I can move at all after bedding down with a lioness in lace.

He looked over with a smile. He could not believe where he was and who was there with him.

Well hurry up I hate to dine alone.

With that and a twirl placing her back to him in the backless velvet and lace dress she swayed her way out of the room.

~~~~~~~
Months earlier

The club was remodeled for a new "owner" all the guys knew was the new owner was a woman who had very specific plans for the club. They had heard that this new owner had been a dancer herself long ago or something like that and now she owned clubs and casinos and restaurants all over the world. There was also talk that she was single so that had everyones attention. The night the club opened withh all the renovations and remodeling done she arrived. Long dark hair dark intoxicating eyes as she stood by the bar as each of the dancers were introduced to her as well as servers bartenders and other staff. She was introduced as Catalina Dillon. She smiled approvingly at each of the dancers and staff a poker face as it seemed all the same smile to each of them but she had found one she knew would be hers.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

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Thomas Haysbury was glad to get this new job at what he hoped would be the new hot spot in town. He'd languished in bar after bar, club after club, year after year, but he never seemed to break through and make the kind of money he was after. He worked his craft, learning techniques and recipes from everyone and every place he could, but the tips just never materialized. Luckily, one of his best friends took a job as head server at this new location and she was able to get him in with the GM. He wow'ed her with his talent and skills behind the bar. He even passed the stress test with flying colors, making drinks at a rate that even surprised himself a little.

Now, the owner was coming through, giving the place a once over before opening night. When he saw her, she was stunning. Like a Victoria's Secret model had walked off the cover of the latest catalog. He was slightly intimidated; being the "average guy" he thought he was, he immediately put her as someone out of his league. He was glad in a way; this meant he could count on a purely professional relationship. He'd had some unprofessional ones with girls from his previous clubs, but they never lasted. In all, it felt like a fresh start was on the horizon.

 

[Asa]

She met each of them a professional smile firmly dressing her lips. She had kept at least for now some of the higher level management. She had also done her research on each and every one of them. This led her to promote one of the dancers with a degree in advertising into club promo and advertising making him a fill in dancer. Thomas had caught her eye thoughts well hidden danced through her mind.

With the promotion of Vanden to advertising a dancer position has opened up. So since I prefer to promote from within the club first we are holding auditions starting... Now.

She and a couple of the dancers sat down at center stage.

Whoever of you boys want to audition tell the DJ what song to play and... Impress me.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Thomas was hanging out by the bar, wiping down the new glasses that had come in for the opening night. From the sounds of things, they were having dancer auditions. He'd heard that Vanden had gotten a promotion even before opening night. He figured he must have known the boss before switching to this club to get such a prestigious job as Director of Promotions for the club.

He saw one of the women hanging around to watch. Thomas had met her at another club that wasn't nearly as nice as this one. They hung out together to keep each other "safe": her from the guys that can't take a no, and him from the girls that throw themselves at a man just to avoid being alone. They got to chatting as the auditions continued when she made an absurd comment.

"Why aren't you up there?"

"Because I'm the bartender, Cinnamon."

"Cynthia, come on, the customers aren't here, Tom."

"Sorry, Cynthia... why would I want to audition? I'll be doing just fine as the bartender here.'

"Oh-ho, suddenly we're too good to shake what we got on the stage, are we?"

"Hey, you know that was a one time thing for your birthday."

"Tom, what day is it?"

"It's.... oh... oh come on, don't make me do this..."

"I'm not making you do anything. It's my birthday and I want my present."

Tom shook his head and looked across at her smiling face. "You can be a real pain in the ass, you know that?"

"Yeah, but you love me for it."

Tom laughed and went over to the person in charge, asking to be put in the queue. He looked back at Cynthia as she sipped her drink and grinned at him. He went to the DJ and requested "You Can Leave Your Hat On" by Tom Jones. He hoped he remembered all the steps to the dance from The Full Monty. That was the only routine he knew.

His wait was over soon enough. As he'd waited he'd gotten really self-conscious. The guys who went before him were ridiculously cut and muscular. Sure, Tom was in okay shape, but the comparison was just not fair. Plus, he wasn't exactly hairless under his shirt. Still, Cynthia's birthday came once a year and he remembered his promise from back then. He heard his name and walked up the stairs as the guy before him was gathering his stuff.

He gave the nearly naked guy plenty of room as he left the stage and slipped on a hat he had found to complete the look needed for the routine. The opening riff started and Tom fell right back into the rhythm like riding a bike. The jacket slid off as seductively as he could manage, tossing it towards the judges. He stifled a smile, trying to stay sexy, as he heard Cynthia cat calling from the bar. Still, his moves were smooth, crisp, well-practiced as he slid across the stage in front of the owner, tugging on his shirt to pop one button at a time.

It fell to the floor as he stood, showing off the hair on his chest that he was no longer self-conscious about. He turned and spun away, showing them a little ass before whipping around and popping open the button. In a deft roll he was out of his pants (the weren't tear-away like the other dancers) and wriggling sexily in just his boxer briefs for the judges as the music ended. "Thanks..." he said, looking past them at Cynthia at the bar who was clapping madly for him. Tom immediately switched to bartender mode, not thinking anything of the display he'd just put on. To him, it was just a bit of fun that was meant for one special birthday girl. He didn't think he'd impressed as the owner had asked of the boys.

 

[Asa]

She smiled watching him dance. She had not been impressed with female servers in a male strip club but for now they would have to do. The disruptive one by the bar was a big reason... Maybe the female servers could find interest in a job transfer to one of her casinos or island resorts.

I like him... Shows memory retention needed for group dances and any choreography assistance you all give him. The scruff and the touch of chest hair is perfect counter to the others.

Omen nodded.

Yeah... We can work with him... So with your approval ma'am.

She smiled walked to her office after telling Omen... Send him to my office I will tell him.

With that she vanished into the deep wood décor office and waited as Omen thanked everyone and asked Thomas to head to the bosses office. She was owner and manager when she was at one of her properties and this one would be no different.

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[such_a_bad_man]

Thomas got redressed off to the side of the stage and saw that the auditions were breaking up. They probably put him last since all the dancers were already on the list. Either way, he smiled over at Cynthia who was beaming after getting her present. She gave him a hug and told him that she had to go now that auditions were over. She had her own things to deal with before opening tonight. Tom gave her a hug and a peck before saying good-bye. He was about to head for the bar to pick up where he left off when Omen, one of the floor managers, came over to him.

When he heard what he wanted, Tom's heart sank. Immediately, he thought he was in trouble. Omen didn't give him an indication about why she wanted to see him, only that the owner wanted to see him. He couldn't imagine she'd fire him for that little stunt, not before opening night. He took a deep breath before walking to the office. He knocked and waited for her to tell him to come in. As he came in, he spoke quietly. "Omen said you wanted to see me, Miss Dillon?"

 

[Asa]

Omen was one of the dancers with seniority probably because he didn't question much in the club not that he was worried about that with the new owner.

She smiled as he walked in.

No need for such formality Thomas. Have a seat... Interesting choice out there tonight. Memory retention like that makes me feel you would be perfect for the new dancer spot. I would however like to see how... Creative... You can be so... Private dance time bosses choice on song.

With that she pressed a button on the laptop and music began to play

Take your time get a feel for the music and then... Impress me

She smiled as there was plenty of room in her office for private dances and so much more. Her smile less corporate and more sensual as she watched him.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Tom was a little surprised at her offer. She wanted him to be a dancer? He wasn't a dancer. He was just a bartender. He worked hard at being a bartender. However, there was a rush that came over him up there. It was beyond fun. He loved that he could be sexy like that; it was very freeing. He had only registered her offer for him to take over the open dancer spot when she continued on, asking him to do something a bit more creative.

Just like that, music filled the lavish office. He looked around to see if he could see the speakers as it felt to be coming from everywhere. Turning back to Catalina, he saw something, a look in her eye. Could he have made more of an impression than he thought?

Tom stood up, his head hanging down as he listened to the music, trying to find the beat. This was much more up-tempo, a bit too electronic for his tastes. Still, she had asked and he was curious himself on if he could deliver in the spur of the moment.

Nodding his head, he began, dancing a more traditional sort of party dance to start with. Soon enough, he bolted up onto her desk, dancing on it in front of her, spinning, pumping and moving his feet to the music. Suddenly, he leaped off, landing with his legs straddling hers. Now, it was a bit more sensual, rolling and popping his hips over her legs, barely brushing her thighs. He looked down in her eyes and ripped his shirt open. Caught up in the music, buttons went everywhere as he dropped it to the floor. He leaned in closer, curious if she would touch him back at all.

 

[Asa]

No touching rules applied in a male club just like the female clubs but she was the owner which did afford her a little more freedom... Within reason. Testing time... As she glided her fingernails along his thigh then up over his abs to his chest and back down. Her eyes never leaving his curious how far he would go in this private dance.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Tom was a little surprised and very turned on by the feeling of her fingers nails racking along his chest. He groaned out a sigh as she completed her path, but didn't go any further. He was curious if this was a test, but a little more interested if this was completely about the dancing anymore. He stepped back, opening his pants as part of his dance. He stepped into a spin and let them drift back down. He danced back over, his thick cock framed by his underwear as he kept dancing. He heard the music ending and was curious if it would be the end of their private dance.

 

[Asa]

Standing as the song ended she was a breath away from him her eyes locked on his as she smiled.

Good to see you didn't mind the distraction... I think you did a wonderful job with the music offered. Any... Questions?

The images in her mind... Taking command and control over this clearly passionate man.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Tom was panting slightly as the music ended. He was hungry to sweep her off her feet and kiss her and so much more, but she was the boss. This was a private audition, or something. Still, there was a feeling in the air, something he wanted more of.

When she asked for questions, he bit his lips. "You're not serious about me joining the dancers, are you? I mean, your GM hired me to be a bartender, and I've worked hard to be damn good at that..." He didn't mind the dancing in a private setting; he didn't feel ready for dancing before the general public.

 

[Asa]

A hand slowly moving to rest on his chest.

Oh I am very serious. You bring an energy unique sensual but hungry and a look all your own that I especially find attractive.

Her hand patted his chest as she smiled.

If you need time to think about it that's fine... Talk with Omen and the others but I normally get exactly what I want.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Attractive? The hottest woman he'd ever met thought he was attractive? The feel of her hand on his bare chest was a welcome caress. This was all so unexpected compared to why he came to the club. Who knows? Maybe he could do part-time dancing on the bad nights for bartending. He'd have to talk with Omen about that from the sound of it.

Reluctantly, it looked like he was done here. Then again, maybe he was hoping for a little too much from a first time meeting with his new boss. He slid his clothes on yet again and went outside and back to the bar. He was the only bartender here it seemed so he wanted to finish his work at least. He knew how frustrating it could be when the previous shift didn't do the prep work before the shift.

Once he was done, he saw Omen walking around. Tom took a deep breath and walked over, ready to try something new. He waited for him to stop talking with someone and explained that he's thankful for the offer to join the dancers. He went on to ask if he'd be free to be on the bar Friday and Saturday, the best night for tips.

 

[Asa]

Omen was a little surprised that he was out of the office that quick but nodded.

Yeah that's cool... We have a couple of the other guys that double jobs around here. So... How did it go... Interesting new boss. Global businesses and she decides to buy this place. Rumor has it she used to be a dancer too.

She smiled as he took off. A nervous rabbit running from a lioness... It was charming in a way and she had chosen well. He would be hers.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Tom breathed a sigh of relief when it sounded like Omen was cool with him switching out on a regular basis with the dancers. He hoped that dancing on the off nights would be more lucrative than bartending. It was getting tougher and tougher to make rent these days.

He looked back at the office as Omen told him a little bit more about his new boss. "Ex-dancer, you say..." he muttered, looking at the office window that looked down into the club. 'She certainly looks like she'd make an obscene amount of money in one night,' he thought.

"So what's next? Do we have like practices or something?" he asked Omen, wanting to start setting up his new schedule for his new career.

 

[Asa]

Yeah rehearsal normally before or after hours.

Omen talked with him noting his looking at the office.

Might want to find a shirt that closes... While you are bartending. Though looks like you wanna head back to the office.

He just nodded to him and headed off to schedule everyone.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

"Yeah, I should probably get a new shirt. I'll go..." He paused as he heard Omen's comment. "What? No, I was... I mean, I didn't know... I think I'm done with my audition..." He swallowed, realizing he was rambling.

"Just let everyone know I'll be back tonight." He said as he gathered his stuff before he set off for home. He grimaced as he looked at his ripped buttons. This was one of his favorite shirts, but he'd have to find a new one.

It was a few hours before opening when Tom came back, dressed in a nicer outfit. He knew his look would translate to tips so he wanted to look right for tonight.

 

[Asa]

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Catalina was standing by the bar watching the dancers plan out routines as a group and solo dances. A short black lace jacket resting around her shoulders.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Tom saw Catalina near the bar, watching the dancers. He took the opportunity to admire her from behind. The lace jacket hung on her shoulders and complemented her dress so well. He thought back to his private dance and wished she was wearing this outfit at that time. In either case, he started opening the bar, taking inventory and making sure they had plenty of supplies at each station.

He felt prepared and figured he'd talk with the boss while they had a minute. If anything else, he'd be able to show her his skills.

"Anything I can get you, boss?"

 

[Asa]

Yes a glass of Chianti Thomas.

She smiled that same more sensual smile from their time in her office as she turned around to watch him.

Very impressive on the creative dance earlier. Might have to get you to do that again some time.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Tom nodded at the order. It seemed to fit her: a dark flavorful wine for a dark interesting woman. He turned and opened a fresh bottle, leaving it on the bar to breathe as he found the appropriate glass. This sort of wine didn't belong in the typical wine glass. Finding one that allowed the wine to mellow, he came back, smiling bashfully at her compliment.

"Well, I was just following the music." He said, trying to downplay his dancing skills. He poured the wine to about half full. No more or it would aerate properly as she drank it. Sliding the glass over, he heard her add-on and blushed. "Well, Omen seems to be fine with me pulling bartender duty on nights like tonight and the weekends. You just may get your wish on the slow nights as I'll be joining the guys on stage from the sound of it."

He didn't think she meant another private dance; not Tom, not alone with a walking, talking goddess.

 

[Asa]

Just be careful dancing on my desk next time... Would hate for paperwork or something make you fall.

She sipped her wine with a wink.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Tom smiled as she flirted. This was all together new for him. "I'm just glad that it held up. But I felt confident it would given how nice your office is. From what I've seen, you have a discerning eye to surround yourself with the best, down to the clothes you wear. You look very stunning tonight, by the way."

He played along, curious if he was being unprofessional or not. After all, this was his boss... but she was single as well.

 

[Asa]

Well thank you... Thought a little shopping for the grand reopening was in order. I see you found some... New buttons.

She laughed softly and watched him work the customers.