Madame Delanie's.... (Open)

I'm trying to think of an excuse to go into the bar area and talk to Jerome, but with half a glass of wine left I can't exactly ask for more. While we're allowed to drink here, becoming intoxicated is not encouraged.

Arnaud and Della are talking quietly in the sitting room. I notice with pleasure that they both have empty glasses, and take them into the bar for a refill.

Jerome is polishing glasses, and I notice how large and smooth his hands look. I've always loved big hands on my body, it makes me feel even smaller and more delicate than I am. I'm imagining the feel of him touching me when he looks at me and smiles. My face warms up, and I realise that a blush has spread across my cheeks. Me, embarrassed? What's gotten into me tonight? Firstly getting so carried away by Jane that I risk being reprimanded, and now this strange tingle when I look into Jerome's clear eyes. I hold the glasses to him, his hand brushing mine as he takes them from me.
 
Jerome, the Bartender

Standing behind the bar, polishing a few more glasses for the evening, I notice Chloe looking in my direction from the sitting room. Soon, she picks up the empty glasses of Arnaud and Della and walks toward the bar .... well, actually, Chloe doesn't really walk .... she just kind of "floats" across the floor, the black dress she wears moves with every step, outlining every curve on her very desirable body .....

Obviously not wearing a bra (our ladies rarely do), her nipples are poking against the dress, making their own "statement" as she comes to the bar to get a refill for Arnaud and Della. Taking a bit longer than necessary to take the glasses from her hands, I notice a bit of a blush crossing her cheeks ....

"You sounded great tonight ..... I keep telling Madame that she needs to bring a piano player in here so that you can entertain in the parlor." Feeling an awkward silence building between us, I quickly turn and pour fresh glasses of wine for Arnaud and Della, placing the two used glasses in the sink for washing later. Bringing the fresh glasses to Chloe, setting them on the bar for her to carry back, I take her hand in mine, bring it to my lips for a soft kiss, "You look spectacular tonight!"
 
Madame Delanie

I lay for a moment, looking at Connor lieing on the bed next to me. I reached over and pushed him onto his back. "Well now Connor, that was absolutely wonderful, now let me show you what I can do."

I leaned over him, kissing his lips, then neck, then collarbone, then down to lightly flick my tongue on each nipple, before heading down further to his cock. It stood ready and waiting for me. I grabbed it with my hand and began to move up and down, then placed my mouth over it sucking and licking lightly, the whole time watching the expression on Connor's face.
 
Connor

He groaned as she slid down his body, his eyes never leaving hers.

Fuck, she's beautiful...

Then all thought flew out of his head as her hands took his cock. Her grip was both gentle and firm as she stroked him, and a groan slipped past his lips.

Then she took him in her mouth, and the groan became a gasp.

It was one of the sexiest thing he had ever seen, her looking up at him, with her mouth wrapped around him.

"Ohhhhh.... so good, Love...."
 
My skin is tingling where Jerome kissed my hand, the feeling spreading down my body to settle in the pit of my stomach. I'm sure he's just being nice, but I can't ignore the sensations he has started in my body. I hope a customer comes in soon, or I don't think I'll be able to resist taking things with Jerome as far as he will let me. I would love to just walk around the bar, undo his pants, drop to my knees and take him in my mouth, those beautiful hands on the back of my head to guide me...

I suddenly realise I have just been standing here, staring at Jerome. For how long? He must think I'm crazy. Or drunk. Embarrassed, I turn to leave the bar, when his voice stops me.
 
Jerome, the Bartender

Sensing that I have created an awkward situation here .... watching Chloe turn and start walking back to the sitting room ..."Chloe," .....

She turns and walks back to the bar .... feeling a bit uncomfortable myself ... "I meant everything I said tonight, you have an incredible voice. I know some people who own other clubs who might like to hire you as an entertainer .... if you would like, I will mention it to them? And ..... if you are still here when I leave tonight, perhaps I could give you a lift home, rather than you having to find a cab ....."

Not sure what response I will get .... maybe 2 glasses of wine in my face ... but am willing to take that chance ....
 
Chloe

Ok, he was just being friendly. I'm flattered that he really does like my voice, but to be honest, I'm not sure I want to leave Madame Delanie's yet, even for a singing job. In the short time that I've worked here, I've come to enjoy what I do, feeling desirable and in control. And I adore the people that I work with. Hmm... maybe this is his way of letting me know he is interested - if I was working somewhere else, his principals wouldn't have to be compromised.

I'm deluding myself. He's just being nice. After all, what would a lovely guy like this want with a whore like me?

"Thank you for the offers, but I'm afraid I have to say no to both. I don't want you to get in trouble over someone like me."

I quickly pick up the two glasses and go back to the sitting area. I really hope some customers come soon, I need to feel something other than this emptiness and shame...
 
Jerome, the Bartender

As Chloe walks away, talking to myself .... "Damn, women ... doesn't matter what their background or what they do, I still can't figure them out." Was really thinking I was doing something to let Miss Chloe know that I cared more for her than for the others around here ... but, oh well ....

Back to the bar .... always something that can be done here to look busy ...
 
Ohhhhh.... so good, Love....

Connor's excitement was apparent on his face, I knew what I was doing to him was driving him crazy, hell it was making me crazy just doing it. As my mouth worked up and down I brought one of my hands to his nipple and pinched it slightly. I kept eye contact with him, licking and sucking and flicking my tongue all over his cock.
 
Re: Chloe

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I quickly pick up the two glasses and go back to the sitting area. I really hope some customers come soon, I need to feel something other than this emptiness and shame...

I'm casually chatting with Della, idly wondering who among our regulars will be in tonight, when Chloe walks back in with our refilled glasses. I can't help but notice that she looks upset.

My heart drops as she looks so pitiful, beautiful and sad. I scoot closer to Della on the small couch, pressing our thighs together, and pat the opened seat beside me.

"Squeeze in and join us Chloe. The regulars seem to be enjoying a leisurly dinner rather than making their way here so we're on our own."

I give her my best smile, the one I don't even use for our patrons to let her know that she doesn't have to talk about whatever is upsetting her but she can if she wants.
 
Chloe

OOC:
LatinLady has given permission for non-roleplaying customers to be created, its getting a bit lonely around here ;)

IC:
Arnaud has such a lovely smile, and he looks like a good listener. Maybe he would be the right person to talk to, to help me sort out the tangles and contradictions of my mind. I sit next to him, the three of us close together on the couch, and feel safe in their intimacy. I'm composing my thoughts, preparing to open my heart to them, when I hear deep voices in the foyer, being greeted by Pete in the absence of Madame.

Two men walk into the bar and order their drinks, still talking loudly. I sigh and stand up, Della and I making our way to the two chairs nearest the bar, where we arrange ourselves and smile towards the men, waiting to see if they are just here for the whiskey, or wanting some company as well.

Within a few minutes, the bar area is half full, the noise and the cigar smoke spilling out into the other rooms. I smile softly at Arnaud as I lead my first customer for the night upstairs.
 
Max

When we ger to her room, she asked my name and told me she was Chloe. I paid her my fee in cash, and she took a basin of warm water and a washcloth, while I undressed, and she washed my genitalia. That felt good, to have the gentle feel of her hand holding the cloth, rubbing over my erect cock and balls.

Right then I decided I'd try to get my wife to do that when I got back home, that is if she would even have sex with me which was rare, now that we were married and she had acquired ther "Oh but we're married now!" syndrome.

Then she got naked and we laid down together on the bed. Her body was exquisite. Young and firm and perfect in every way. I wanted to kiss every inch of her and tried to, but she kept turning her head as I tried to kiss her mouth. Then I kissed her neck while caressing her naked breast, and trsailed my tongue down between her tits asnd nuzzled her there before taking first one, and then the other in my mouth and sucking her as she held my head with her arms tightly towardf her, and signed and moaned in pleasure.

I was sure is was all an act, but I was enjoying it. I just had a mouthful and couldnt say so. then my tongue tickled ner navel and sucked on her little embedded ring, as my hand explored between her perfect spread thighs.

This broght a sweet little yelp, but to me was just the beginning as I lowered my body to kiss all around her tummy, and then lick her pussy.

She said "YES" and lifted herself to my mouth as i licked and sucked her clit, and spread her lips with my thumbs. "So nice! Wild tongue!", she excclaimed as she shifted to move even closer and spread her legs wider. Then she reached down and pulled me up on top of her and I entered her wet warmth, and wished I could take her home with me.
 
I was so frustrated from the night so far - first Jane's unfinished ministrations, then my confusion over me feelings for Jerome - and this was just the release that I needed. Its very rare to have a customer who actually wants to give pleasure, and this man certainly knew what he was doing. His mouth felt amazing on my body, but I really wanted a good, hard totally abandoned fuck. I wanted to forget about everything else and lose myself in passion, in the sensations of my body. Thankfully, my client seemed all too happy to oblige me...
 
Max

As a paying customer, I just plunged in and out of her enjoying her body. I kissed her face. her nose, both her eyes, but every time I tried she turned her face so I couldnt reach her mouth.

This was nothing new. My wife wouldnt let me kiss her after the first few months of marriage, and now a soft quick peck was all I got when I gave her a birthday or Xmas present, or even when I bought her a new car.

As I reached my peak I was suprised that she responded too. I assumed it was a fake, but she started to shudder and squirm and then screamed out that she was cumming. Her pelvis thrust back at me and I poured my load up in her. I looked into her eyes and she pulled my head down with her hands on the back of my neck, and let me kiss her. Her tongue entered my mouth and we traded kisses until she stopped and laid there with me on top, as she shudderred and wiggled and rolled me off.

Chloe said she rarely let a man kiss her like that but tonight she needed what I gave her, and if she could she would return the money I had paid her.

As we arose she washed me off again, and I tried to give her a tip but she wouldnt take it.

Then I suggested another kind of tip. She looked at me sort of funny and I pushed her down to sit on the edge of the bed, and then went down on her licking her cunt cleaning out all my jizz as she thrust her hips at me again and had another nice cum.

Then she handed me the washcloth and I wiped my face as she got dressed. I asked if she was working tomorrow and she told me they opened at 1 PM and she was on the afternoon shift.

I told her "wait for me and I'll be here", as we walked back to the sitting room where I first met her, and with a gentile handshake, said goodnight to her and left.
 
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Connor MacLeod

Her fingers on my nipple drew a loud groan from my lips. My eyes never left her face. The sight of her lips on my cock was nearly enough to drive me over the edge.

"Yes... just like that, Love... so... good..."

I began to thrust my hips upward toward her, gently.
 
Yes... just like that, Love... so... good..

His hips began thrusting at me with intensity, I could feel him trembling under my mouth. His cock slid back and forth in my mouth easily as my tongue played with the underside of his cock. Between thrusts, i look up at him and moan "mmmmmmmmmmm"
 
Chloe

Its even more crowded in the bar now, poker games being betted on, men talking and laughing. Jerome is busy, but professional and calm as always. He must have felt my eyes on him, because he looks towards me, and gives a small smile. I'm surprised by the little flutter in my chest, an empty feeling inside that my previous customer couldn't fill - a need to be respected, cherished, loved.

I shake the foolish thoughts from my head, smiling warmly as my next customer approaches. I take him upstairs, do my job, make him feel special... but my thoughts linger on Jerome, my imagination teases me with fantasies, wishing it was him up here in the room with me...
 
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Jerome, the Bartender

Finally, getting busy around here ... few poker games going on, plenty of bar business, the ladies seem to be busy ..... good, maybe this will help take my mind off of Chloe and her attitude from earlier this evening. She tends to look in my direction whenever she comes thru the bar, and I always smile .... I smile at all the girls and the customers .... but after her rejection of my offers to help her find a singing job and even just a ride home so she wouldn't have to ride the bus .... don;'t know what to think of her .... oh well .... I will still be nice to her (I really do care more about her than the others) .... but seems pretty obvious that I am just the bartender ......
 
Pom'elle

OOC: Pom'elle has dark hair that comes just past her shoulders. She is recently widowed, her huband was an older man with lots of money. She is shy about being here but has urges she needs help releasing. She is dressed in a dark purple satin dress with spaghetti straps and a slit up to the knee. Her hair is pulled up on top of her head with wisps falling softly around her face. She has on a necklace with a teardrop diamond pointing towards her ample bosom.

IC: Pom'elle walks into the room. She looks around, notices some men playing poker in the corner, sees a woman lead another gentleman out of the room, there is a bar at the far side of the room and the bartender seems very busy, though not busy enough that he doesn't notice the woman leaving the room. On the couch is a woman and man sitting there talking. She sees the man look up and their eyes meet.
 
Arnauld

I'm sitting, sipping my wine when I can tell that a woman has entered the room. There is always a subtle shift in tone and intensity of conversation when one did, as if a minor taboo was being broken. But in fact the Madame's house does cater to women. As often as not it is my duty to see to them.

I turn around my right shoulder and look up to see her standing a short distance away. I excuse myself and stand up, walking around the couch after setting my drink down.

She's lovely and young and I catch find myself desperately hoping that she isn't here for Jane or one of the other girls.

I extend my hand, palm up to take hers. She offers it and I kiss the ring finger.

"Welcome to Delanies. May I be off any assistance? My name is Arnauld."
 
Pom'elle

She is glad this man has approached her, she never was good at making the first move. Her legs turn to jello when he kisses her hand, it has been a long time since she has had affection of any kind.

"Hello, I'm Pom'elle. I am not sure how this works, I have never done anything like this before"
 
Arnauld

I hold the ladie's hand in mine rather than release it. She's nervous and lovely, both complementing the other.

"Well, Pom'elle, we are here to serve you. Whatever you desire within reason we will provide. We have several ladies who can provide excellent company for example."

I lean forward, just enough so that only she will hear me with a dropped voice.

"But I'm hoping you could use a massage because that is my specialty."

I give her my best smile and clasp her hand a little so that she can feel my hand rubbing hers.
 
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Pom'elle

"No, no, I am not looking for a woman, I ummmmm, well, I,,,,,,, yes, a massage would be wonderful"

She looks at him from beneath her lashes as she says this, she still cannot believe she is doing this. She likes the feel of her hand in his, his grip is firm but soft also.
 
Re: Pom'elle

Arnauld

"A massage then. Come with me."

I keep her hand as I lead her up the stairs to the room I usually use. I say nothing until we get in the room with the door shut.

"Now, Pom'elle was it?"

I brush away a strand of her dark hair.

"You're a lovely creature and I'm very glad you chose a massage. Now, let's get started on making you feel as wonderful as you obviously are. I like to start my massages by letting the lady bathe. You can undress behind the partition or ... "

I kneel down to run a hand up the slit of her dress to her thigh, bunching the dress slightly.

"Or, I can help you."
 
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