MUC

[intriguess]

Otherwise known as Mickie's Underground Club, I had the idea and knew there was a need and set about hiring the right people, I'd need at least five others. Two guys, three women, I posted want ads in college papers, daily papers and assorted magazines.

Wanted healthy men and women over 18 for position in a new nightclub. Applicants should be adventurous, with sense of curiousity. E-mail iamintriguess@hotmail.com for more details.

I checked my e-mail scanning through possible candidates and arranging interviews.

(you don't have to e-mail me you can post your desire to join in here)

 

[DarlingBri]

Laura read the ad in the paper with curiosity. A new nightclub in town? She wondered if working there would be a good way to meet people and make some friends; she hadn't really gotten to meet too many people since she'd moved. All her time had been taken up finding somewhere to live since she'd arrived, and it had only been a week.

But she definately needed a job. The money she'd borrowed from friends when she took off from that podunk little town and that abusive bastard was going to run out soon.

She hunted around the new flat for some shoes and strolled downtown to the cybercafe she'd seen. The teenaged boy behind the counter seemed so quick to come out and help her get settled at her terminal, she had to surpress a laugh. She definately wasn't interested, but it felt good to feel attractive after listening to someone tell her how worthless she was for so long.

It was a new start in a new place, and Laura was definately ready to grab anything life offered her, including this job. She started to write.

 

[Dea Artia]

Flipping through the morning paper she took from the neighbour, Robin took a sip of her coffee. Nothing seemed to jump out at her until she got the the classifieds.

- Wanted healthy men and women over 18 for position in a new nightclub. Applicants should be adventurous, with sense of curiousity. E-mail iamintriguess@hotmail.com for more details. -

"Wow" she thought. "Its as if they're psycic". Robin had been looking for a better job, ever since she left Zaphoids, a local techno bar. She had worked there for 3 years as a bartender, until the owner sold the place to some creepy guys. The stuff they were doing to the club really ruined the place and they lost a lot of business, including one of their best bartenders. She had been hoping for another club job, but had to settle selling womens clothes at a boutique. She didn't fit in and the only reason she got the job was because her mother knew the owner. With blue streaked hair, tattoos on both arms and a toungue ring, Robin didn't seem to fit in most places. But a club was like a second home.

Robin wrote down the email addy and planned to visit the library on her lunch break.

 

[intriguess]

I looked over the place once more, hopefully i'd open in a week. It was thrilling and I smiled hoping I'd get enough suitable applicants, I tried on my uniform a form fitting purple top that cupped my full chest without a bra, the skirt just long enough to hide things the letters M U C blazed across my chest, the C was backwards as I had requested. Well at least interviewing should be simple as I checked my e-mail scanning through applicants and sending out replies to two women with questions asking about what times they could work adn their physical stats so I could get uniforms ready for them to try on when they interviewed

 

[DarlingBri]

OOC: Sorry, I'm going to have to bow out of this. Apologies.

 

[Balthezar]

I'd love to join if you don't mind.



Scanning through the papers, Benedict sighed. looking for new jobs were tough, and if he didn't get a serious cash flow soon, both he and his cat were going to be living in the car. Browsing through a bit further, one ad jumped out at him.

- Wanted healthy men and women over 18 for position in a new nightclub. Applicants should be adventurous, with sense of curiousity. E-mail iamintriguess@hotmail.com for more details. -


He thought a bit. Not a typical want ad. Hell,looked like they were spin doctoring an ad for a bouncer. The man shrugged. He could handle a fight or two, even if he wasn't a behemoth like many security types. Besides, he was running out of options. He went to his computer and began typing.

 

[Guest]

OOC: Sounds like fun. If it's okay with you, Intrigues, I'm in.

IC: Another Friday night. ANOTHER Friday night. Eight weeks into the fall semester at university, and still he found no America!
Emil Petrovich Sukanov scanned his laptop copy of US News and World Report-his mind still translated into Russian, his home language, if he let it, even reading tripe like this. He yawned and leaned back to scratch Bowtie, his black cat, behind the ears. She perched comfortably behind him, on the couch back, too regal yet to lie on his lap but perfectly willing to be petted.

Like all my women, he mused.

Grunting, he lifted himself from the couch, setting the laptop to the side. His frame was well above average-actually, he had excelled in wrestling back home in Murmansk, which had led to a prestigious sports scholarship here in the U.S. He decided to go outside to take a walk.

Opening his door, his left foot was brushed by something. He looked. A newspaper. Complimentary copy? he asked himself, lifting it and opening the pages. He leafed through halfheartedly, then stopped on the classified ads. Mickie's Underground Club? He chuckled at the "healthy" line required for applicants, thinking of the hours he spent securing his money with his body. Adventurous, with a sense of curiosity? How does coming to America to be educated rank as "curiosity". He was the curiosity in this land.
He scanned the email address, then walked back into the flat, door closing behind. He sat again, gave Bowtie a scratch, then went about typing his inquiry to iamintriguess@hotmail.com.

 

[Behemoth]

OOC: Just to info everybody, I'm changing handle from vicki23 to " Behemoth". In case you're wondering, it sure is.

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

I checked my e-mail again, glad to see two possible male candidates and frowning as one of the females had cancelled.

I arranged an interview time with the first girl and replied to the two guys asking for physical stats.

I glanced in the mirror, this wasn't your typical nightclub. one of guys would be bouncer, other guy would bartend or wait on tables depending on female candidates, of which i only had one. I needed two more females to really make the club run. I glanced in the mirror behind the bar the word CUM now reflecting back across my chest.

it was all about choosing the right people. we were to entertain and excite but the only sexual activity would be going on among the patrons and among my crew. I merely had to make sure that the two guys and three women I choose were compatible as before work everyone would need to get off at least once to focus them on work. and after work there would be lots of fun, I had a specially built bathing area for us to use then.

I smiled, hoping for the best.

 

[Behemoth]

Physical stats? he mused. Okay, covert to english. Or will she be okay with metric? Ah, screw it.

As Bowtie purred, he typed, "Roughly 6 foot 2, 225 lbs." Chuckling, he added, "6 percent body fat." How many men even CARED about that part of their stats? Hmmm..."Green eyes, wiry. Thanks for replying. Looking for interesting work. New to America. When and where would I start?"

He hit send, hoping that this would take some drudgery out of his life.

 

[Balthezar]

Physical stats? He frowned, yup, she was looking for a bouncer all right, but why didn't she just ask for experience? Unless she was looking for someone who could "fit" in a club atmosphere, which meant attractive. Shrugging, Benedict began typing.

"Hello again. Just responding to your e-mail regarding physical measurements. I am 6 feet tall, 155 lbs. I have experience with security, and worked on a private team for several years. If you wish, I can send my resume. I have enclosed a .jpeg for you as well. Thank you for your interest.

*Enclosed picture shows a tall, brown haired man. Athletic build, and clean shaven wearing a black suit anf tie*

Benedict

 

[intriguess]

the two male applicants looked very promising I arranged to meet the one with security experience later in the afternoon, I e-mailed him back with directions and began making a list of questions to ask him

 

[Balthezar]

Benedict quickly showered and shaved while the iron heated. He knew he should've ironed his good pants before this, but he hadn't honestly expected a meeting this quickly. Washing and dry shaving to save time, he began to iron his pants. When finished, he donned his suit and loooked in the mirror. Not bad, hopefully he'll impress the owner. Grabbing one of the stack of rusume's he had previously printed, he ran for the door. If he missed the bus, he'd have to run the 3 miles, and showing up bedraggled never helped when making a good first impression.

Benedict

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

I held the clipboard, I had changed into something more businesslike. Just in case he wasn't suited for the job. I had directed him to the door that opened into my office, which during non working hours looked 'normal' but easily converted into a sexual playplace for patrons who wanted privacy or for a afterwork fun.

I glanced at questions, I'd start out simple and hopefully end with a good bouncer for my club.

 

[Balthezar]

Wow. He hadn't expected her to be as attractive a woman as she turned out to be. He was very careful to keep his eyes above her neckline, something that proved very difficult to do. "Remember Benedict, this is a job interview," he chastised himself. As she showed him into the office, he took a seat and began answering her questions. Yes, he had skill in martial arts. He knew alarm systems and security cameras. He could learn who would be exempt to what rules...

It had seemed the questions had stopped, and benedict looked to his hopefully new lawyer expectantly.

Benedict

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

I took off my jacket, and fanned myself the shirt clinging to my full curves. He was a fine specimen, yes he would do, now was he willing.

"As you may have guessed this isn't your typical club. I'm going to ask you some questions that will determine whether I hire you or not, first when was the last time you had sex? Are you comfortable being nearly naked around others? Do you find me attractive?"

I heard his answers and said, "Strip for me please." he took his clothing off to his underclothes. "Very nice," I murmur hands running over his chest. "Our customers are looking for a safe sexual environment, your job will be too keep the patrons from harassing my staff. Also from the staff getting entangled with the patrons. Do you understand?"

.....

"Now why don't I fetch your uniform while you remove the rest of your clothing."

...

I retrieved a navy blue pair of flannel boxers with M U backwards C across the front and back and smiled. One hire down, four to go.

 

[Balthezar]

Benedict smiled slightly. he remained cool as he answered her.

"Last time I had sex...2 weeks ago. I can learn to be if it gets me the job. And yes, I most definitely find you attractive."

As she ran her hands over his chest, Benedict smiled. He knew now exactly what kind of club this was. I suppose this is bound to be interesting. He smiled at his new boss. "You won't regret hiring me."

OOC- I'll be gone most of the weekend, but should be back to full posting status on Monday. Feel free to start without me, as I'll need to go over the club's security for the next several days regardless. ;-)

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

I held out the boxers, "One more thing occasionally patrons will request to watch my employees engaging in sexual acts. So the last part of your interview will be to have sex with me, in such a way that someone watching would get a good view of everything." I slowly take off my blouse and skirt revealing only garter belt stocking and bra cupping my full breasts. "Think you can handle that request?"

I stand proudly my dark rosey nipples standing proudly erect.

(let's finish interview today and you can have all weekend off so I can conduct my other interviews)

 

[Dea Artia]

Robin

The grime of working day to day, never a moments peace. Robin hated her job and when she got the email from the new club, she was extactic that they wanted to meet with her. She called work, told them not to expect her this weekend and spent all day friday shoping for just the right outfit. Working in a club before taught her a different style of dressing, and she knew she'd need something big to wow the owners. She finally picked out a black knit, sleeveless sweater that fit snuggly over her hips and made her breasts seem slightly larger than they really were. At another place she bought a black skirt that went just above her knees with a split up the right side. With her leather knee high boots, she knew her outfit was to die for. Robin just hoped the owners would think so to!
Glancing at herself in the mirror, Robin sighed as she realized her tattoos were showing. On her left arm was a 3" long stem red rose with a yellow ribbon wrapped around it. She got that one when her brother died over seas on a peace keeping misson in Kuwait. On her right arm was a celtic type band depicting small dolpins and waves. After running her fingers through her short blue hair, she stuck out her tongue and wiggled the barbel that was inside it. She giggled, thinking of the time she got it.

Robin worried a little about what the owners would think, but she told herself that if they didn't like what they saw, it was their tough luck! She took down her calendar off the wall on marked the time of the interview on Saturday.

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

"You're hired, by the way I'm Mickie the owner of the club." I murmured to him breathless spent and sated. "You'll fit in just fine, we're opening next week so I want a shake down of security before then." I stood slowly tossing him his uniform.

I smiled and left him leaving my office, bouncer Check rang in my mind, I zipped off an e-mail to the other male and arranged an interview that night I glanced at calender I was anxious about the first interview with a female tomorrow afternoon.

I took a long shower cleaning my body of his cum and my juices. I redressed and headed back to my office, I picked up a few things we'd rearranged and waited for my next interview.

 

[Balthezar]

"I think that can be arranged."

Benedict stood and moved towards Intruiguss, quickly pulling his arms around her as he moved down to kiss her. He couldn't believe that he was so fortunate, nevertheless, this goddess stood before him, wanted him. His lips met hers and he continued downwards, kissing her neck and chest as he worked his way to her heaving tits. Benedict loved breasts, and she had a fantastic pair. He licked over them slowly, wrapping his tongue around one of her nipples, then gently sucking on it. With his free hand, he worked at her other, pinching it to hardness. They were growing stiff and even more erect, joining his cock, which stood at attention through his pants.

The woman moaned as he lavished attention upon her tits. Then, he began kissing downwards again, moving to her wet pussy, licking his way down. She was eager, that much he could tell. He teased her at first, using his tongue to brush against her swollen clit ever so slightly. Then, he ran his tongue along it's length, feeling her gasp in pleasure. She sat on her desk now, opening her legs to give him further access, hips wrapping around him. He continued to lick and nibble, harder and faster as he heard he approach climax. It seemed this portion of the interview was going very well.

OOC- Oops. Seems you posted while I was writing. I think if you placed you last post after this one, things would work out perfectly. *wink* See you Monday.


[Edited by Balthezar on 03-23-2001 at 04:20 PM]

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

(i figured as much)

I sat at my desk, yes Benedict would make a fine addition to the club staff, he could certainly handle himself well

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

I frowned, my second male interview had stood me up.

I just hoped my first female interview wouldn't dissapoint me in the same way, it was Saturday afternoon and I ws dressed in a simple green sundress.

 

[Dea Artia]

Robin

Robin stood outside the door, finishing up a cigarette. Throwing it on the ground, she stepped on it, crushing the remaining tobacco into tiny pieces. I really ought to quit, she told her herself. Robin had been standing there for 10 min, trying to decide how to approach the owners. She could bold, and seductive, or she could be timid and duteful. I'll have to be myself, she finally decided.

Pulling on the heavy door, Robin stepped into a dimly lit entrance way, the light above casting shadows against the stone floor. She stood there for a moment, breathing in the air. She glanced to her right and noticed a beautiful woman coming out of what looked to be an office.

"Hi" she said, moving towards the woman. "I'm Robin. I'm here for the interview."

 

[intriguess]

Mickie

"Hello, right this way," I glance over her she certainly looked good enough.

"This isn't your typical nightclub I'll be to ask you a few questions to see if you'd fit in. Depending on the answers you'll be hired on the spot, the pay is good, hours reasonable and you get paid every two weeks."

I pause sitting on my desk flinging my shoes off, eyeing her once more, "When was the last time you had sex? Do you enjoy being watched as a sexual being? Does the idea of my tongue licking you arouse you?" I awaited her answers sizing up her body trying to decide what color uniform would look best on her.