The club, her dominant (open pm only)

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Jenny Thompson wasn't looking for love...she wasn't looking for romance... she was looking for dominance and just someone to want and need her, she had been down the love road and had gotten abused and used and cheated on and thrown out to the curb and she was only 25 years old... Jenny also knew what she wanted, she loved going to club red she got just what she wanted and needed, to be fucked and then to be let go and free to do her own thing. She wasn't a whore, and she didn't always fuck when she went to the club... sometimes she watched... she listened.. other times she let men spank her..toe her up... flog her... she liked what she liked and there was nothing wrong with it...

Until randy, she never imagined seeing her own boss at the club one night... randy was much older then Jenny but for fuck sake Jenny thought randy was hot, kind, and sweet at work and treated her with respect... she didn't need him to see her there, she didn't want her work to know what she was into... she also didn't need a man 20 years older then her in her life...she wouldn't fall again... but little did she know randy wanted her and not just to fuck, he wanted her as his... and he'd do whatever it took to make her his forever...

And Jenny well Jenny wanted him, but he was her boss and also older then her and she swore off relationships of any kind.

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Randy Wallace was a success in whatever he chose to do in life, but that didn't include marriage. Yes throughout his years he was involved with several married ladies, it gave him a sense of power to take another man's wife and make her bend to his will...but in the last few years this type of relationships no longer appealed to him. As he grew older he grew tired off the games and began to desire a real relationship, one where their was a more commitment and substance. Someone that didn't have to rush home to her husband.

Yes, Randell had enjoyed a playboy lifestyle, had wealth, fancy cars and money but their was something missing...

True he was dominate, a no nonsense type of guy. He had the ability to detect a woman's vernability, making a female become totally submissive to him. He was a member of Club Red, an exclusive private club which catered to the wealthy and powerful doms and very young single or married females who wanted to be dominated, with no strings attached.

He was standing at the bar having a drink, scanning the crowd when he saw her...at first he couldn't believe his eyes, what was she doing here ? It was Jenny Thompson, an employee of his, a young beautiful brunette, that if he had to admit he had a soft spot for. Something about her always attracted him, he knew she had just gotten out of a bad relationship where her heart was broken. She was young, only in her twenties...

To be honest, Randell had fantasized about seducing this very dark haired gorgeous employee of his.

Unaware that he was there, he watched her sit down at the bar. She had an innocence about her, but he found her to be extremely sexy. The bartender immediately came over to take her drink order and he guessed a fine wine. Randall couldn't take his eyes off her, noticing two mid age well dressed males sitting nearby size her up. How could they not...

Never in his life did he lack confidence but at this moment he wasn't sure what to do...he debated buying her another glass of wine or going over to talk to her but decided just to stay where he was and observe her. Randell couldn't believe she would even be in a place like this, yes he underestimated Jenny Thompson.

Randall Wallace was determined to make her his...
 
Jenny wore a strapless red dress that fell just above her knees to the club that night, although this night she wasn't sure what she was at the club for, just drinks... a little watching...or some fun Herzl elf,she just knew it had been a long day at the office so first things first was she needed a drink, she let her long dark hair hand, kind of hiding her features or could if she needed or wanted to.

She was prepared to order a merlot her favorite, she had good taste but there were nights she settled for a beer and or a mixed drink, tonight wasn't one of those nights... it was much more than that just she herself had no idea what it was she was looking for on this particular night.

She finally recieved her drink, then sipped it ignoring the men that looked her over, no.. she knew she wasn't in the mood tonight for some man, so she knew she would drink be friendly and perhaps watch. She looked at the end of the bar and scanned the room... but whom she saw made her go pale... it wouldn't be randy... not in a place like this.. not here...

She couldn't ,no wouldn't let him see her so she grabbed her drink and found a room to lock herself into...well no there were rules no locked doors unless instructed and or paid up but you were alloted in any room as long as it wasn't a private room, so she found a empty one and sagged slightly against the wall... remembering a line from a movie as she did so...

Of all the gin joints you had to come walking into mine...
 
Their eyes had met.

Randell would never forget her shocked expression when she saw him sitting there. At once Jenny fled the bar area and disappeared into the den of guest rooms. He considered chasing her, and he was positive he could of easily find her. Randell considered his options. Maybe she was appalled at seeing her boss here, having been discovered to be caught in a club like this. Perhaps he should pretend not to have seen her and know her secret.

Deep down inside Randell knew he couldn't ignore her presence. For some reason this raven haired goddess was constantly on his mind lately.

He made his way through the bar and into the hallway. Randell opened several doors before he found Jenny in her red dress standing against the wall with her long pretty eyelashes closed.

A thousand questions ran across his mind to ask.

" Hello Jenny. I must say I am surprised to see you here. " He spoke...
 
Maybe he didn't even notice her she thought to herself, or at least she really hoped he hadn't noticed her,she wasn't embarresed by her kinks but she didn't need her boss to know all her deepest darkest secrets.

She breathed deeply before she realized how fast her heart was racing against her chest, and her breast rose and feel heavily,she was thankful for the wall that was holding her weight, or she might have just sagged to the floor.

She bit her lip and took a long drink of her wine almost forgetting she still held the drink in her small hand, what the hell was wrong with her she thought to herself, she was around men good looking men all the time...but not a man like Randall not a man so powerful, so hot, so different...

She closed her eyes and inwardly groaned...this couldn't be happening .... this was her place, her safe haven...

She didn't hear the door open, as she was trying to gather the thousand thoughts that were running rampant through her mind.

She jumped and gasped st his voice.. she would know his voice anywhere she dropped her glass as it broke and she slightly cursed in the silence... of the room as he stared at her.. what was she to say... to do.. "I... " She was speechless and now had wine on her and the floor.
 
Randell startled her so much she dropped her wine, the glass shattering on the floor, and on her expensive red dress.

" I..." Jenny seemed at a loss of words, still not looking at him.

" Careful Jennifer, that dress looks good on you, you don't want to ruin it. " Randell commented and being the perfect gentleman pulled his silk hankie from his pocket and dabbed at the wet spot just under her ample cleavage. He tried his best not to think how inviting her breasts looked.

How many times had he undressed her in his mind ?

" Why don't we return to the bar and I buy you another glass of wine ?" he offered. She still refused to meet his eyes, looking so beautiful he resisted the urge to kiss her...

No that would be a mistake, he thought
 
She wasnt as worried about the dress as she was that he was the man standing before her, he still had her heart racing a million miles a minute. No man ever made her this nervous or this jumpy before, she wondered what the hell had come over her.

Hell she couldn't even seem to be able to meet his eyes, she summed it up to she was just caught off guard that her boss was at the club, that it really had nothing to do with him at all.

His words of her dress however sent shivers up and down her spine and the rest of her body as well, as she looked down at her dress. When he started patting the dress with his hankie her breath caught momentarily and she bit her lip subtly. She was going to need a drink much stronger than wine. Her breathing had Now hitched and she was slightly shaking.

She still however found herself looking at everything but him.

She finally met his eyes only for a second refusing sell to fully look at him slightly smiled... She did need another drink, but was it really going to be a wise choice to get one with Randall. What was she to say or do, she didn't want to be rude.

"Okay." was all she was able to say she was sell a little put off. She couldn't say no really, but she also knew this couldn't be more than one drink.
 
Randell was puzzled somewhat. Jenny was not nervous around him at the office in a professional sense but he could understand why running into each other in an exclusive club like this would be a little upsetting for her. This was a place known for certain discreet tastes. And Jenny didn't seem the type to participate in these activities. Randell decided not to question her on why she here.

" Okay " Jenny said making eye contact briefly. She smiled but seemed torn apart at being in his presence. Does she know just how beautiful she looks tonight ? That red dress shows off her perfect body...and it's a body made for sin with the face of an angel he thought to himself. Good thing she couldn't read his mind.

He knew he should not be thinking such thoughts. He wanted to protect her but at the same time he wanted to simply ravish her.

Randell took her arm and led Jenny back to the bar area and to a small table that afforded more privacy. When they sat down she still avoided eye contact with him. Perhaps another drink would help to relax her.

" Would you like another glass of wine or would you prefer something stronger ? " he asked...
 
Why the hell was she so nervous, it wasn't as if she hadn't been close to him before. The last thing she needed was for her boss to know she likes being dominated, spanked, tied up, gagged and so much more, it was the last thing she wanted. She took a deep breath inwardly. It's fine she thought is not like he even knows what I'm into. One drink she thought just one.

He had smouldering eyes, when she looked into them. She bit her lip a bit as she looked away, she want sure how he was really looking at her. She took a long deep breath and smiled, she couldn't continue letting him see her unease.

Why the fuck did he have to be so damn hot after all. Even his voice was sexy like silk, he dripped with sex appeal but she couldn't, no she wouldn't step over those lines.

She felt that damned tingle again shoot through out her body when he took her arm and started to lead her towards the bar area. She still couldn't meet his gaze when they took a seat. She looked around the bar trying to avoid looking into those piercing eyes of his.

"Maybe something a tad bit stronger please." She said almost in a whisper.
 
While Jenny couldn't barely look at him, Randell could barely tear his eyes away from her beautiful face in the candlelight. At times his gaze dropped the the swell of her creamy white breasts, and he couldn't help but wonder if she was wearing something underneath her red dress to push them upwards.

" Maybe something a tad stronger please. " Jenny whispered.

Immediately Randell signaled the gorgeous female server who rushed over to take his and the young ladies drink order. The server was aware of who he was and his reputation and how generous he was.

" We will have two double Jameisons each, with a cola. "

" I hope you don't mind if I ordered for you, although you might find the fine Irish whiskey a little too strong for you ! "

Randell's dark piercing eyes meet her own deep brown eyes for a moment. He undressed her in his mind, imagining he had her in his office, completely submissive and kneeling under his desk and worshiping his big, hard cock... or upstairs in one of the private rooms, where her wrists would be secured, a leather collar around her neck attached to a chain and forced to please her new master...

He dismissed these thoughts for now when the server brought their drinks...
 
This was so very awkward she thought to herself as she took a deep breath and looked at her hands, basically looking everywhere but him...everyone knew what the club was about and she was positive a man like Randall did as well. She couldn't help but bite her lip it was something she did when nervous or shy.

She didn't know who she was at the moment, because she surely wasn't herself...she was someone else all together, someone she didn't recognize.

She shook her head and told herself to pull herself together, there wasn't anything wrong with her lifestyle and it wasn't as if he would fire her, because she would have the power to out him as well. She would never do something like that though.

She looked up and finally met his eyes when he ordered for her, something in the way he said it made blood rush through out her body in all the right places.

She looked at him with a smile when he spoke. "I don't mind at all...and i might just suprise you." She said gently, meaning about the drink being to strong, or maybe she meant herself who knew at this point in time.

Good lord god eyes were captivating. So many thoughts were running through her mind, but she dismissed all of them, Randall was a big no no I'm so many ways, and she wasn't looking for anything serious and she knew for some reason with Randall she'd end up wanting more and she refused to get hurt again.

She was grateful for the server to return to distract her momentarily, as she thanked the woman for her own drink.
 
" I don't mind at all ...and I might just surprise you ! " she stated finally meeting his eyes...

Randall smiled. Hell yes, he was surprised to see her here but her reputation was safe with him. In fact Randall was totally intrigued...

The server brought their drinks and Jenny whispered her thanks. She seemed a little more relaxed but she continued to avoid his eyes, appearing somewhat uncomfortable.

" I can assure you Jenny, that our interaction tonight will remain discreet between us. In other words it will be our little secret. " her boss assured her. " " I am, and have been a member of this club for several years, although I haven't been here very much lately. "

Randell sipped his fine whiskey, wanting to put her at ease, although he had so many questions.

" Is this your first time here ? " he asked.
 
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She took a deep breath after her own words realizing how much ineuendo one could take in how she said what it was she said.

His smile could melt any girls heart not to mention make there panties soaked. She shook the thoughts quickly from her own head. She found herself biting her lip once more.

Drink that's what she needed and it came and it was almost as if the server knew she needed that drink right then and there. Finally she started to slightly come back to reality and the reality was her very sexy boss was at the club sitting with her...

She looked up finally meeting his eyes and smiled gently. Hearing what he said made her smile brightly. He seemed to know where she was coming from and she couldn't tell him how much she appreciated that. No kidding you haven't been here but I have she thought to herself.

She took a long drink and looked up at his question.

"It's not no... I mean I don't come every night." Oh lord get your shit together Jenny, it was a simple question
 
" It's not no...I mean I don't come here every night. " she explained.

Randall could help but smile. There was always something about her that attracted him. A combination of her strikingly good looks, her mannerisms and style, but it was the way she came across as a total female. Randall sensed a submissive nature simmering deep down inside or below the surface. Yes Jenny enjoyed being a female and it took a strong dominate male to take control because she was cautious of being involved with someone if it meant strings attached. No, Jenny wouldn't give away her heart unless she was positive she it wouldn't get broken again.

It took all his willpower not to boldly reach out and take her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes before she closed them before he kissed her...

Sipping his drink, he tried to divert his thoughts of what would happen after that kiss. It could be the beginning of special secret affair between them...where they both benefited. On the other hand Randall knew he had careful, he didn't want Erika to be frightened off until he gained her trust.

" Don't be nervous Jenny. Tonight will be our little secret. " her boss said.
 
She didn't want him to think that she was some kind of woman that just slept around with any man, because she wasn't.

That smile, god that fucking smile. He was killing her not literally but figuratively speaking of course, if he only knew. She looked over and gave him one of her warmest smiles it was somehow effortless to smile when he was near her. Her heart however still raced every time she looked over at him. He knew her, he knew about her ex and her bad breakup he was one of the few that did she kept her feelings pretty close to the chest, and she felt a little vulnerable around him. She took another long drink from her glass.

She knew he was thinking about something, she could tell but she wasn't going to invade on his thoughts and ask him what he was thinking about.

She bit her lip as she started to feel warm on the inside, from the drink and from being so close to him.

She blushed a bit. "Thank you" She said softly.
 
Randall was glad that he didn't see any of his former conquests in the lounge. He didn't visit very often and kept his contacts limited. He had just stopped by on the spur of the moment, needing a drink after a stressful business meeting. Looking across the table at his beautiful assistant, looking stunning in that red dress was reward enough. How many times when they were in the office or in the boardroom, had he imagined undressing her and making her submit to his will, making Jenny scream for mercy while he dominated her for hours ! But as her boss Randall knew he would be abusing his power.


The Club was a very different situation.

It crossed Randell's mind that perhaps she was meeting a certain someone here. Maybe there was a new interest in her life that she didn't mention. Was that a twinge of jealousy he felt ? No, Randell dismissed it. For him jealousy a worthless and needless emotion. He was extremely confident and secure. An alpha male if there ever was one.

Time to throw caution to the wind...

" So Jenny are you meeting someone here tonight or are you an observer as I am ? " Randell asked.
 
She wondered did Randall have a girlfriend she knew he wasn't a one woman type woman, nor was he the marrying type which suited her well. She knew Randall well enough but she also was sure they both had secrets. She sighed to herself she was overthinking far to much. She smiled softly when she noticed him looking at her, she wondered if her cheeks were as flushed as she felt.

She took a long deep breath to control herself, then once again she took a long swig of the drink and noticed she was almost empty, it was probably better that way, she didn't need to be drunk in front of him.

She looked at him and really wondered what it was he was doing there at the club.

She decided there was time for that.. was she even ready to know.

She knew If he were meeting someone or anything like that he surely wouldn't be sitting with her having a drink with her. She chewed on her lip. Her thoughts were getting the better of her. She didn't need to know if he was going to meet someone there that was his business after all it had nothing to do with her, though slightly it bothered her. She shook her head, she had no reason to be bothered.

She looked up and smiled when he spoke of though a blush crept to her face.

She decided to answer honestly. "Tonight I am a observer... other nights I play... some nights I just drink" She said softly
 
" Tonight I am an observer...other nights I play...some nights I just drink " Jenny said softly, meeting his gaze. Damn her eyes are so deep brown, I could stare into them forever...if not only for one night.

" Shall we refresh our drinks, and go upstairs to observe a little entertainment ? " he asked, assuming that since she was here before she knew where the public playpen was and what went on there.

Randell hoped that Jenny would not reject his offer...
 
Why was she being so honest with him, he didn't need to know that some nights she played not that there was anything to be ashamed of when it came to playing after all, she was single just as he was.

She found herself icing her lip at his question, part of her knew she should say no the other part of her screamed yes and what was working with her just observing with another man, she wasn't going to participate with him or anything.

"Sounds good to me." She said softly huskily almost.
 
Randell was delighted when Jenny agreed to go upstairs to observe together. He signaled the server to refresh their drinks.

" Well Jenny, perhaps this evening you should not think of me as your boss. " He suggested, almost adding that maybe she should think of him as her master instead...it was much too soon to go there, he knew.

Jenny didn't respond, playing with the ice in her empty glass. He wondered what she was wearing underneath that red dress. Was she pantie less, only in a garter and stockings. Or was she wearing matching panties ?

Once their drinks were refilled, he stood up and offered his arm to escort her upstairs...
 
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She probably should have said no right then and there, but it wasn't as if they were going to participate in anything together, they were only going to observe together, what could go wrong? She definitely was going to need a new drink if she was going to be able to observe anything with Randall.

She looked at him another blush creeping up her neck. "I can do that" She spoke softly, but she knew she couldn't forget the fact that he was after all her boss. She bit her lip for a moment, just in all of her own thoughts that were racing in her head.

It took her forever to respond as she toyed with the ice in her glass. She was overwhelming herself with all of her thoughts. Thoughts of him, doing things with her, her doing things to him. No not going took happen she quickly told herself. She was biting her lip so much she thought it might bleed. Stop it she told herself.

Once she got herself settled down she accepted her drink and took a long drink. Before accepting the arm he held out for her.
 
Randall could tell by Jenny's body language and facial expressions that she was nervous. He wouldn't be surprised if she had a change of heart. His beautiful assistant took a shot of courage of her whiskey before standing and taking a hold of his arm.

Several heads turned as striking couple exited the lounge. Let them eat their hearts out ...she is with me tonight he thought. Randell had never lacked confidence, but at times it could be mistaken for arrogance. He didn't mind showing off his trophy's sort of speak, although at this point they weren't involved...yet.

Once the couple left the lounge they passed a fountain and climbed a grande staircase. This gave Randall a chance to get a nice view of her fine derriere and shapely legs in that red dress as she climbed the steps a head of him. Reaching the top they turned left and walked down a dimly lite hall until they came to a door. They both paused. Randall gazed down at Jenny, who looked up at him.

" Are you ready to begin our adventure ? " he asked.
 
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