Share (Double Delights 3)

“You mean, does it make me horny?” She laughed and nodded. “Yeah, but I think it’s probably been a really good thing for my relationship. You know I met my wife here?”

I shook my head. “I didn’t know you were married.”

Celeste nodded and looked down at her bare ring finger. “I don’t wear it to work. Tends to disappoint the club members if they think their chances of getting into my pants are nil. Number one, I’m not into guys. Two…well, the ladies don’t know it, but my wife and I are pretty open. I did meet her here after all.”

Now I was intrigued. I wondered if Samantha knew about Celeste and her wife meeting here. Maybe she had just been discreet enough not to share this with me.

I smiled, “Okay, Celeste. I’ve got to know how you met your wife. I love stories like this.”

“It’s not as cute as you think! But it is pretty hot.” Celeste leaned in across the bar. “She started out working here at the bar and back then she was my employee. There was some chemistry, but she was so much younger than me—I know I might not look it, but I am every bit of 43 years old—I never thought there was a chance for anything to happen between us. And like I said, she was working for me. We’ve got some rules about that here. There aren’t many rules at Club V, but that is one of them. No messing around with the staff, especially not someone directly underneath you.” She rolled her eyes. “So anyway, she decided she wanted to move on up here. There was an opening on the floor and she decided to jump at it. Well, a few weeks later, after she had gone through training, she marches out onto the floor, all 5 feet and 11 inches of her—she’s a goddess, by the way—wearing nothing but that fucking collar.”

I drew in a breath. Depending on the color of the collar, it signaled what the girl was willing to do.

“I knew I was going to witness her doing some things on the floor. You know most of the hardcore stuff does get taken to an alcove or a private room somewhere, but on occasion, people get carried away. I mean…you know. It’s happening right now as we speak.”

Celeste wasn’t kidding. Out of

the corner of my eye, I could see that the guy who had been face deep in the girl’s crotch earlier was now plowing her like a ripe melon and she was loving it from the sounds of things.

“I knew I was going to see her do things, but remember at that point I really thought it was no more than a crush and for all, I knew it was only on my side. I had no idea if she shared any of these feelings. But that first time seeing her naked. My god, I thought I was going to lose it. She was so breathtakingly beautiful and I knew that some guy was about to gobble her up. She winked at me as she passed the bar that night on her way back to a private room and…I’m not religious, but I said a prayer for her. They vet people pretty seriously here, but once in a while, we get a crazy one or someone who has violent proclivities. I tried to push it out of my mind as I worked for the rest of the night.”

She shrugged her shoulders and sighed. “I didn’t know what room she was in and we were shorthanded that night. I was just going to serve some drinks in one of the rooms. They had requested that someone be there on hand to serve and that is not my job, but they were some high roller types. I knew who they were because I had served them before. A couple who like to maintain their privacy. They’re pretty big time here in the city and I understood why they came in through the private entrance and only ever had a private room—what I’m saying is that they’re both in politics.” Celeste sort of waved her hand nonchalantly in the air. “I knew it was a fucking big deal and the fact that Amber had been chosen by this couple was a major break for her. They tended to come back and have the same girls over and over again. And with the kind of money, they were spending to have one girl all to themselves…well, it wasn’t anything I would want to get in the middle of. People don’t realize how much money the girls who work the floor can make. With a couple like this…they’ll often pay to not let the girl see other people when they aren’t there, or to stipulate what she is allowed to do with others. These are pretty rare instances, but management makes allowances when people are waving that kind of money at them.”

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.”