Stripper and the handyman (closed for JonathanBair)

[RennyStyle]

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Cigar smoke filled the unmarked parlor as rich men sipped expensive drinks and watched the most beautiful women in the world dance naked on platforms and catwalks, in cages or in their lap. The club was unnamed, but had a strict members only rule and an annual fee that kept the 99% out of their luck.

High above the din, Alexa spun on her pole, ignoring the men beneath her and focusing instead on the pulsating music that filled the room. The men at the base of the pole kept their eyes upwards.

She stopped long enough to peel her top off and coyly toss it away, then crouched down to play with her breasts at her customer's eye level.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon Gordonson is a 35 year old 200 pound man who had to close his Handy Man service. He just got done with a job interview when the boss said for him to go to the dressing room and upgrade everything from lighting to plumbing. Jon is wearing black khaki pants and a black polo shirt. He knocks and dose not hear sounds of someone being inside so he walks in. He sees there is 4 desks that has make up on it. Then also benches that look old.

Jon thinks to him self the ladys will want to use the desks so best to make sure they are good working order. He finds all the draws are stuck so he lays on his back scooting under the first desks leg cubby hole. He scoots his head to the wall as he peaks behind the desk to see if he can get a hand behind the desk. Jon knows his hips and legs are laying out in the room exposed. As he dose he hears the songs change. He thinks nothing of it as he lays on his back trying to get his arm behind the big desk.

With his hand in the small gap from the back of the desk to the wall he feels for any objects that may be sticking out that shouldn't be. He also tries to push from the back to see if the draws will move at all.

Jon starts to wonder if it wouldn't be better to just build new ones in the day when the club is closed.

 

[RennyStyle]

The dressing room door creakily opened as Alexa burst in, topless, and approached her make-up counter. Jon was crouched down beneath the desk, his curved back in the empty space like a giant hump. Without thinking, and with only a few seconds before needing to get back on stage, Alexa propped her knee against his back as she fished out a pair of pasties and applied them to her exposed nipples. Then, she retrieved a new thong.

She sat on Jon's back as she changed her skimpy underwear as the crowd outside became restless.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon was kinda shocked by the fact that Alexa was so close and ignored him while she pressed her strong leg into him while digging out the pasties. His mind was totally blown as she sat and changed on him

He knew the dancers would somewhat ignore him but he never thought he would be used as a chair. He found it kinda erotic as he was treated like a object. He loved feeling her strong and sexy body move ans she shifted.

He stopped working to watch her dress. He even moved a hand laying it on the ground to help support her as she sat on him. From the speed she moved he had a feeling she was in just for a quick change but he found him self wanting to be under her as she relaxed. He found him self wondering if she even cared about sitting on him, or if something about her made her just view all men being for her enjoyment. Be it her enjoying the lusting looks on there faces as she dances and now him as her seat.

 

[RennyStyle]

Alexa slipped into new heels, then pushed herself off the man's back and proceeded to the stage door. But right before leaving, she turned to the man she had treated as little more than an object and spoke: "By the way, the shower's broken too. I'd like to be bale to wash these men off before I leave here tonight, See to it, will you?"

She didn't wait for a response, instead walking right out as her return was announced.

The men in the lounge applauded as new music began and Alexa began dancing provocatively. Dollar bills began popping out, along with requests for private dances.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon's mouth falls open as she gets up like she just sat on a chair. Not a care in the world. That blew his mind as how anyone could treat a living breathing person with so little to no respect. He can only watch her start to walk off. Suddenly she spins around to face him and talk to him. Jon couldn't rasp now she see's him as a person. The sudden switch from object to person only to instruct him about the showers and turning to go back to work.

He sighed as she dismissed him so quickly. Making him feel odd and enjoyment about serving such a stunning woman. He quickly finished the work on getting the draws free in her makeup dask. He was pulling out from under her desk when he thought about what she said. The dancers would all want to shower. He smiled thinking of pleasing her.

He walked into the locker room bay kind of layout. Seeing toilet stalls on one side and the showers on the other side. He noticed the floor in there was a wooden one with slots so close that the water could drain, but be comfortable to stand on. He checked the toilets and fixed a few lose pipes. Then started to work on the showers.

He lifted one of the floor sections up in the middle of the bay, and seen there was a small gap the went under the wall. Must be a service point. He slipped down and started to look over the pipes. He got back into the hatch and slipped under the wall to turn a shower on. Then he went down and back behind the wall.. The lose pip sprayed his body till he tightened the joints. He could hear the water running smoothy now. He then slipped back out and turned off the water before doing that to them all. He noticed some of the handles would need to be replaced.

Jon found a towel and dried off with it, not caring if it was used or not. He slipped into the staff locker room for him and the waitresses bar tender, and bouncers. He got into his street clothing and walked out into the lobby. He watched the woman who just used him as a seat not long ago. Step down from the stage and start doing a privet dance. He ran to a hardwear store a block away. Got a few new handles for the showers then returned to the dancer's locker room. He seen there was 5 showers. 4 on one wall and 1 on the other on the middle wall.
Jon sat on the shower floor and started to replace the handle on the shower in the middle wall. He had just got it finished and turned on the water to check for leaks. He slipped down in the hatch again to see the pips. With what looks like a good fit he slipped out of the work area and sat on the shower floor. He had lost track of the songs. He heard the familiar clacking of a woman in high heals as she made her way into the locker room. He sat down on the floor in what he hoped would be enough room for if a dancer wanted to use the shower.

He didn't bother too look up to see what dancer or dancers just entered the locker/dressing room. He sat on the floor starting to put together the handle sets hoping he would be out of the way. As he worked on putting together the 8 handles he wondered if a dancer would use the showers while he sat there or would he be used as a object again. He wondered if he would be used as a shower floor by being pushed over and them showering while standing on him or sitting on him as a seat.

He smiled thinking that is so crazy it could never happen. He wonder where and why he enjoyed the idea of being used with out care by the lady's. Tho one was always in his mind in the little movie playing in his mind. It was the dancer he never got the name of that used him as a seat. The mental movie slowed his work some.

 

[RennyStyle]

Alexa stepped into the shower room, naked and sweaty from her dancing. She groaned when she saw Jon crouched over, working hard.

"Are you done yet?" She asked. "Does this work, at least?"

He mumbled an answer, and without asking for permission, Alexa twisted the knob and the shower sprang to life. Hot water poured onto her, and she began cleaning herself.

She scrubbed her body, occasionally looking over to Jon to make sure he wasn't getting any ideas, and moaned as she worked the kinks out of her body. She was half-tempted to masturbate while in there, to help relax her.

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon turned and said "Some are working, Just finished this one."He soon seen her hands go next to his head to turn the water on. Jon could only watch as she had her feet next to his knee. She was so close water was hitting him as it came off of her. He watched in shock as she acted like he wasn't there for the most part as he watched her hands running over her body lathering her self up and scrubbing her self clean. Jon's mouth feel open as she moans feeling how good it is as she works the kinks out of her body. As she started to rub her legs. She had put her foot on his thigh. Her toes pinning his hard cock to his thigh. Jon could see she was thinking about something but has no idea what.

He sits still silently letting her enjoy her self. He knows if she wants him. She will talk to him otherwise she will keep ignoring him other then to use him.

While she rubs her leg. He is arguing with him self if he should tell her how he feels. Finally he speaks. Jon says "This sounds crazy and is a first for me. I enjoy you using me how you want to be it to sit on or to to be under your foot." He only can look up with a pleading look on his face hoping she wont call him a freak. Something inside him made him want to come clean with his feelings. For a woman he just met today hour or so ago as she leaned then sat on him with out a word. Her first words was to ask to get the shower fixed. Jon knew it was crazy to want to be someones object. Willing to be what ever they need. He gulped and ask in a pleading voice "Can I belong to you as anything you need of me? Will you please let me be your item, no mater what you need me to be. A pillow, a rug, a chair or a toy. Can I please be yours?"

Jon wonders what she will think of that. A woman this hot must have no hard time getting a guy as a lover so he don't see her really needing him as a toy. He wonders if the idea of using him as a pillow, rug or chair would interest her, or would she think he is some kind of pervert creep. He can only hope she will be flattered and want him as a item to fit her needs.

 

[RennyStyle]

"I don't think you're a creep." Alexa answered him softly. "But I hear that from plenty of men. Every time I give them a lap dance they want me to use them."

She released him from beneath her foot as she began to shampoo. "Men like that can be pretty tiring. I'm sure you're willing to do whatever I say, but what makes you different from all of them?"

 

[JonathanBair]

They want to be used for there own enjoyment. I want you to use me for your enjoyment. Like when you where changing and used me as a chair. I don't want to be used for sex only like them.

Jon smiles looking up at her and says "I doubt you would shower with them being so close like how you have me." Jon wonders to him self if she just trusts him as he is staff or did she really not care about him being there.

Jon smiles and asks "Would you like a seat while you wash your hair? I could also rub a foot then. I am sure your feet must hurt?"

 

[RennyStyle]

"You would be surprised at what I do to myself when men are around." Alexa told him cooly. Whether she was cold and aloof or just playing the part of femme fatale, Jon wouldn't be able to tell. Perhaps she was just tired from being doted on all night.

"I don't need men," Alexa told him. "I've had more than my fill of them, as you might gather. But if you want to help, I suppose you could find me a clean towel."

 

[JonathanBair]

Jon smiles and nods in agreement to Alexa saying he would be suprised what she dose with males around. He says "Well you don't need to put on a act for me, I want you to be happy with you doing what you want. If you ever want company, a handy man or a warm seat. I am here for you."

He nods when she says she don't need men, and how she says she has more then her fill of them. He can see where she would feel that way with what her job is. His face lights up as she asks him to find a clean towel. Jon says eager to prove him self to her. "I know where there is one or would you like two. One for your body and one for your hair?"

Jon hopes his thoughtfulness will score some brownie points with her and get him on her good side. Any little bit will help to make him stand out from the horn dogs she dances for.

Jon wont tell her the only clean ones he is sure of is the few he had brought from home for his week worth of stuff in his work locker. He would be happy to let her use his clean ones anyways. Jon wait to hear if he should grab two towels or just one. He is half expecting to hear she will want 2... leaving him with 2 free clean ones in his locker. He hoped his new big fluffy beach type towel that is a bit longer then normal towels would work for her hair. He smiled as he knew she would enjoy the fluffy cotton feel on her body. A body he would love to get to know very well if she would want him to get close and personal with her..

He could only hope she would enjoy his company in human or object form and want him around her allot. Even if it was only to use him as different objects. Tho he hopes some time she will want him as a human.