Madame Delanie's.... (Open)

Jerome, the Bartender

Walking to the other end of the bar, checking and re-checking my supplies .... Madame expects a big night tonight .... don't want to disappoint her or any of her customers.

As I return to my station at the end of the bar, I can see directly into the sitting room where Madame is still talking with the ladies and Arnaud. Della looks my way with a tantalizing smile, crosses her legs so that the slit drops open revealing her leg for my view. Bending forward as she listens to Madame, her cleavage is revealed a little more .... for my benefit. I know that all I have to do is give her the word and she will satisfy my every sexual need and desire. Over the time she has been here, she has tried everything she can think of to get me to break .... I just smile, blow her a kiss, and go on my way ..... teasing her as much as she is teasing me ......
 
Chloe

Wow, its turning out to be quite an evening! That amazing kiss from Jane was surprising enough, but this beautiful ring... This job hasn't been anything that I expected. I would never have guessed even a year ago that I would not only be a whore, but so happy about it!

Jane is sitting next to me, ocassionally casting an enticing smile in my direction. I would love to stay next to her and see where things lead next, but I really need to go upstairs and get dolled up. Hrm, why not the best of both worlds?

"I'd better go and get ready now. Jane, would you mind giving me a hand? I could do with your ... advice."

I smile and leave the room, certain that she will follow, and excited by the thought that everyone in the room knows what we will be doing together upstairs...
 
Jane

I escused myself and followed her. Underneath her reason for inviting me, I knew it was the taste of her tongue that drew me to her. Up in her room we immediately fell into an embrace and totally exchanged tongues and kisses.

Both of us got naked quickly. After all it doesnt take a whore long. My dress comes off with just a puill on the slit down the leg, opening the snaps in the seam all the way up to my armpit I had doine it soi many times I even dreampt about it in mny sleep, dropping my dress to be nakeed with a john.

This was the first time with as gorl, however, except occasionally in a group sex siruation where I was paid as an extra girl to make a threesome

I stood there naked before her while she undressed, hiping she liked what she saw, I liked seeiing her getting naked and it was all i could do to keep my hands off her until she was ready.
 
Chloe

I watch Jane out of the corner of my eye as I remove my clothes. She is looking at me undressing, and I take my time, enjoying the pleasure of teasing her slowly. She looks gorgeous, her skin so smooth and soft, and I want to run my fingers through the thick brown hair that she has loosened, falling down over her shoulders. I want to stroke her, to taste her, to drown in those smouldering dark eyes...

I have never been with a woman before, but I've wanted to many times. I've always loved the way women look, the soft curves and graceful movements of a sensual female. I often imagine the way another girl would feel, her body pressed to mine, her soft lips and warm tongue playing over my body.

I drop the last of my clothing onto the floor and turned to face Jane, feeling slightly self-conscious and very excited. I don't know where to start, what to do, but luckily Jane steps in and takes the initiative, running her hand gently down my arm and pulling me closer.
 
I took her into my arms and our bodies meshed together, both naked and feeling each other's warmth and passion. She whispetred that she had never been with a girl before, and wanted me to show her.

I smiled at her, and led her to her bed, gently pushed her to sit, and knelt between her legs. She knew about oral sex certainly, but not from a woman and i was pleased that she chose me to show her what a woman can do that no man could ever duplicate.

As I kissed her and then licked her down there I remembered my first time with a woman. She was a friend of my mothers, and one day she came to call when I was the only one home. She seduced me and I have been bi ever since, apporeciating a woman;s touch, So soft and sweet and not hgrried like a man always was, just getting me ready to fuck.

Later the woman and I slept together when she convinced my mom to let me stay overnight at her house. She taught me how to use a dildo and then she got me into bed with her husband, who took my virginity, while she held me and comforted me.

From then on we were together in a threesome almost everfy weekend and my parents never found out. Look what an education for a career they gave me!

I hoped Chloe likes my cunnilingus as much as I enjoyed doing her and hoped she would want to reciprocate and do me too.
 
Jerome, the Bartender

Having noticed Chloe and Jane leaving together ... have a feeling Madame is going to be quite upset with them. This close to the evening opening hour, she expects all of the ladies to be in the sitting room - not off in one room playing "lick the pussy". Won't be surprised to see Madame bounce them both out on their respective asses!
 
I could see the look of dissaproval on Jerome's face at the two ladies having left together, "Not to worry old friend, the guests have not started to arrive yet, I'll give them a couple of minutes to get ready."

Suddenly I remember I have a special guest I invited tonight and need to let Gerald the door man know, so I rush outside and up to Gerald "Gerald, I invited a special young man this evening, his name is Morgan. He is about 5' 10" dark hair and eyes, kinda young. He might look scared, be sure someone advises me as soon as he arrives. "

Gerald looked at me kind of with a half smile and said "Nother one of your causes Madame?"

I looked at him and giggles "You could call it that" With that I went inside to continue my search for Pete....
 
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Jerome

"Yes, Madame ..... guess I'm getting a little over-protective of you and your business .... maybe a little too picky in my "advancing" years ...." smiling as you walk away to check on the rest of the staff and their preparations for the evening
 
He smiled at the man standing near the back alley door, his eyes shining with mischief.

"You can tell the Lady her supplies are here... and I'll be waiting on my payment inside."

The man didn't try to stop him as he entered. And why would he? Connor got the establishment its alcohol... and what would a spakeasy, this type or otherwise... be without liquor? Just a bunch a sober buisnessmen, being boring together.

He grinned as he walked into the bar area, his green eyes taking in everything.

Usually, he took his money and left... unless he could be persuaded otherwise. Of all his runs this was, by far, his favorite. There were so many ways for a man to get distracted...

He stepped up to the bar, and knocked on the bar top, waiting for service.
 
What Jane is doing feels truly amazing, but its getting late and I don't want to cause any problems for Madam. She has been a very generous and understanding employer, and I think she deserves our full attention.

"Jane darling, as much as I want you to keep going, we'd better get dressed and go downstairs. Maybe we'll have a customer who wants both of us? If not, come back to my place after we finish. I'd like to ... return the favour."

Jane pouts at me in frustration, but I can see that she understands. I help her to put her dress back on, fastening the tiny snaps up the side. As she fixes her hair, I find a long black sequinned dress, cut very low at the back. Jane smiles in approval, and helps with my make-up. As she is about to leave, I pull her back.

"Thank you for the wonderful start to the evening."

We kiss softly and go back down to the lounge together.
 
As I walk inside I spot Connor at the bar and walk over "Well well well look who we have here, are the boys unloading outside? Tell me what I owe ya Connor, or are ya going to stay a while and enjoy the festivities?"
 
Jerome, the Bartender

Connor brings in a couple of bottles so that I can "inspect" the shipment before Madame pays the bill .... merely a formality .... Madame and I both know that Connor is always reliable in delivering the goods to us...

"Outstanding, Connor .... I'll make sure that Madame is notified promptly of your delivery .... ahh, there she is now ..."
 
Connor MacLeod

"Had a bit o trouble gettin' across the border. Mounties looking for some sort've pipeline to the east." He shrugged and grinned at Jerome and Madame Delanie.

"It'll be more trouble the next time, if they're still out hunting. I've got some friends though, and my operation's small enough that their willing to look the other way." He shrugged.

"As for payment... I'll take a drink, now, and we'll settle up the tab at the usual rate?"
 
Stu Johnson

OOC: I hope I can join in as a patron here, if not, I will edit out the post.

IC: I had heard of this place from a friend of a friend. He had mentionned that it was discreet and what happened inside these walls, remained inside these walls. Sorta like Vegas.

I had a difficult time locating the entrance until this dark looking individual jumped out of the shadows, scarring the devil out of me. He looked me over, and sensing the nervousness in my demeanor, he slowly spoke.

"You there! Password?"

I stumbled, not quite remembering what James had told me. I looked dumbfounded I am sure and then it came to me.

"Singleton. Yeah, that's it. Singleton."

His bulky arms uncrossed and he led me through the gates in front of the mansion. I walk up the stairs to the front door, and gently rap on the door.
 
I looked at Connor and smiled then held my glass up and drained it. "The usual rate at is. I have it in my private quarters, follow me" With that I reached into my secret pocket next to my left breast, pulled out a key and headed for my locked door. As I passd the hallway I heard a knock at the door and walked over to open the door. In the doorway stood this eyening's first patron. "Welcome to Madame Delanie's, I am Madame Delanie. To your left is the bar, to your right is the Parlor. One of our ladies will be with you Shortly." I motioned for Jerome to notify the ladies that someone had arrived and continued on my way with Connor
 
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Jane

Chloe and I came back downstairs. I didnt even wash my face. I loved having her juices all over me, and hoped my first customer would smell them and know what I had been doing.

I was totally aroused since she hadnt had time to bring me off, and i needed a fuck very badly. At the door I saw Madame greeting a customer, and then having to go to her office to take care of the delivery, I took the man's hand and led him to the sitting room, where Cloe and Della were awaiting our clientele. According to our rules, he was to make his choice but he didnt even look at them, but gazed at me and askef if I was available.

Was I!

I took him up to my room and violated all our rules and my rules by embracing him and kissing him on the mouth, wanting him to taste Chloe. He looked at me in surprise and I felt his cock grow as he was right up against me, as I reached down and pulled my dress apart and let it fall to the floor.
 
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Connor followed Delanie to her office, drink in hand. He couldn't keep his eyes off her arse.

One of the benefits of letting a lady lead the way...

She unlocked the office, and held the door open for him. he took it from her, and gestured her to enter first.

"Ladies first, Madame..."

She smiled slightly, and entered.

He followed, closing the door behind him.
 
Inside the room, dead center is a four poster victorian bed made of Dark Oak. To the left rear is a dressing screen with some clothing thrown over it. To the left immediately from the door is a desk piled high with papers. To the right is a claw foot tub and full length free standing mirror.

I walked in and let the door shut behind me, walked over and sat on the bed "Connor, do you know what tonight is?"
 
Connor MacLeod

He smiled and shook his head.

"No dear, what is tonight?"

He watched her settle herself daintily on the bed, and he forced himself to reign in his imagination of what could be done on that bed, and focus on her words.
 
"Today Madame Delanie's turns six years old, can you belive we have known each other that long and you have never ... ever tried to mix business with pleasure. I think, tonight we may break that rule in celebration." I pat the bed next to me.
 
Connor

He took a deep breath. It's not as if he hadn't thought about it. Hell, he'd thought about it every single time he came here. It just hadn't seemed like a good idea... but why the hell not?

She was a beautiful woman. And no doubt incredibly skilled. And he genuinely liked her.

He walked slowly toward the bed, pulling his jacket off, and removing the small handgun holstered under his left arm, and layed them both across the back of a nearby chair.

He reached out to caress her face, and stood before her.

"Happy Anniversary, love."

He ran his thumb along her lips. "I agree... tonight is a special occasion... and we should celebrate."

He bent low over her, and kissed her deeply.
 
I don't generally kiss those I work with, however, I have known Connor so long, that it wouldn't be right if I didn't. My hands automatically went to his shirt as he kissed me and began lifting it off his back. My hands expertly working their way up while continuing to kiss him. His lips felt amazing. I stopped long enough to pull the shirt off then continued kissing him. I am so used to taking charge that I immediately went to unbutton his pants, but stopped and looked up at him

"I don't want to treat you like just another customer of my establishment, Connor. I know that this should have happened a long time ago and I assure you, this won't change our business arrangements. I just have to know, what you want out of this evening....out of me"
 
"I don't want to treat you like just another customer of my establishment, Connor. I know that this should have happened a long time ago and I assure you, this won't change our business arrangements. I just have to know, what you want out of this evening....out of me"

He looked down at her and smiled, running his fingers over her cheek. As strong and confident a woman as she was, she looked so... unsure sitting there. It was oddly arousing to him.

"All I want out of this evening, Dela, is you. I expect nothing more..."

He was under no illusions here. She didn't love him, no matter his feelings toward her. He was a friend to her, and would remain so. Even though there were times he might have wanted more. He still harbored those kinds of thoughts, for that matter.

The truth was, he was in no position to try for more. He had lied to her earlier. The Feds were on his tail, and he wasn't sure how long he could keep out of their way.

He pushed the thoughts aside, and his smiled widened.

"You're right, this should have happened a long, long, time ago."
 
"All I want out of this evening, Dela, is you. I expect nothing more..."

Hearing those words made me want to cry, maybe he didn't care for me like I cared for him. Being the good actress that I am, I gave him my smile and proceeded to undo my dress slowly, keeping my eyes lowered
 
Jerome, the Bartender

Madame and Connor walked off toward her room (also where she maintains her office), to settle the delivery .... I did notice, however, a different look on Madame's face as she was speaking with Connor. She has never indicated any interest in Connor in the past, other than as the provider of our liquid refreshment, but perhaps I have missed a clue in the past .... or tonight is a new step for Madame.

Jane has already gone to her room with our first guest of the evening .... Della and Chloe are waiting in the sitting room for the next guests to arrive .... I have noticed that Jane usually "scores" first, but that Della and Chloe both do very well by the time the evening is over ......

Carrying a fresh glass of wine for each, I walk into the sitting room to chat for a few minutes with Chloe and Della until our next guests arrive .... then I will have to return to my post and make sure that our guests are properly served.
 
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