The banana stand ----- open

Following Jack, Riley smiled as she looked at everything there was for the men to do while they waited for the women. "It's nice to see that they have ample entertainment while they wait." She said as she turned back towards the table she had been sitting at. The phone still in her hand, she decided to call up the guy Jack had pointed out. Maybe he would be fun and her kind of guy. Putting in 721 for Max, she pressed send. "Please make sure to let me know if there ends up being any issues with the program. It wouldn't take me long to troubleshoot and fix it." She told Jack, her voice gaining a confidence that hadn't been there before, as she spoke about her work. "I just sent for Max too. I do look forward to meeting him." Moving back to the table, she sat back down and pulled Max's bio up while also pulling her tablet out of her bag. Shifting her order out of the way, she made sure there was room for what she was about to do. Standing it up with the case, she turned it on and, using the laser keyboard that appeared on the table, she used the backdoor in the program to make sure everything was running well. Waiting for Max, she just continued to look through the code for the program. Grabbing the phone again, she added that she wanted him to share some food and a drink with her.
 
Finally, the light flashed, signaling Max that one of the ladies had chosen him! His heartbeat accelerated, and he checked the special note: she wanted to share a drink, and have a nice chat. She knew what she wanted, and obviously knew the whole online system very well.
He realized he was still naked, and in a hurry, he dried himself, applying some lotion to make his skin extra soft, a few spritzes of cologne, some mouth wash, and readjusted his hair. He wanted to feel as fresh as possible for his first meeting.
He walked into the lounge, and finally feasted his eyes on the luscious goddess sitting at the table. She seemed calm, composed, with the demeanor of an exceptionally educated woman. He thought to himself..."Okay, Max...this isn't some college bimbo or internet groupie...this is a REAL woman...time to bring our A game..."
He smiled warmly at Riley, and approached her smiling, using his best runway walk to make his way across the room. He extended his hand to her cordially.
"Hi, I'm Max! Pleasure to meet you! Full disclosure, this is my first day here, and you're the first one to...buzz me over. So thank you, Im honored! I love your outfit by the way...Jean Paul Gaultier? I met him once, interesting guy. What's your name?"
 
Jack watched quietly while Max answered the call." well Se La Vi" He had designed the place for the unpredictable whims of women and now sat back at the bar . He wondered what Saige . was up to?
 
Ish tapped his fingers at the bar he sat at, sighing. Waiting for someone, sitting here was just getting boring as hell, extremely. "I doubt I'm gonna make a career out of sitting on my ass, being bored." He remarked, just still waiting for someone to come around to strike his fancy like a proverbial thunder meeting a tree. "I'm sure I'll be chosen, just gotta have some optimism." He said to himself.

He checked that the hours have passed a bit when there was a bit of a slow fluctuation of time. "All that will totally be worth it in the end." Ish said smiling.
 
Watching Max walk over, Riley smiled. She loved the confident demeanor but, since she was good at reading people, she saw he was nervous. Standing as he approached, she took his hand and shook it before listening to him introduce himself. When he made note of the designer of the dress, she raised an eyebrow thoroughly impressed. "Hi Max, it is very nice to meet you as well. My name is Riley. Since we are doing full disclosure, this is my first time here. It seems this is a first for both of us. I am very impressed that you know the designer of my dress." Sitting back down, she motioned to the three extra seats at the table. "Please, join me and tell me more about yourself." With just a few keystrokes, she had backed out of the program and secured the backdoor once again. Taking her tablet down, she slid it back into her bag. "Please excuse me. While I was looking through the bios, I had decided to check a few things." Unwilling to just admit that she had been in the program, she just smiled sweetly at Max.
 
Max smiled back at Riley, and sat down. The fact that she was new as well helped put him a bit at ease. But he also knew that her first experience and impression rested partly on his shoulders...no pressure...
He did his best not to appear too cocky, or nervous, trying to ride that perfect wave of zen and confidence.
As Riley asked him to tell her a bit more about himself, he told her:

"Well, I'm originally from Atlanta. I moved here for College about 8 years ago now. Believe it or not, I actually went to Harvard business school. Got my bachelor's degree, and realized I was done with school. It was hard at first, but I finally landed a job as an analyst at the Franklin Investment Bank. It pays the bills, but I was getting a little bored...so I got into modeling, through a few friends and pure luck, honestly...It was great, I got to travel a lot, meet famous designers and photographers...then eventually, I met a few people who introduced me to... the adult industry world...and I have to say, it's been a lot of fun! I kept my day job, because it helps me uphold some sort of respectable appearance, and I do actually still enjoy it...except for my boss...Thank God for Jack, he's definitely a lot better to work for!"

He took a sip of his drink, and took a short break...

"Sorry, I'm rambling on...what about you, Riley? What brings you here tonight? I'm always fascinated with a woman who can pull off that sapphire Gaultier dress better than Karlie Kloss did on the runway last month. Maybe I should call Jean-Paul and tell him..."
 
Jack sat at the bar watching the beginning of the ball game on the TV and keeping an eye on the rest of the place. He noticed Marco enter and collect his number from Sammy. He recalled seeing his test results but didn't know him , a friend of max's if he remembered correctly. He waited to see if he would introduce himself or if he knew who jack was .
 
Ish, still at the exclusive bar kept looking at his buzzer pager for if anyone to send in for him. He was itching to be down to party for like a million years. Time may been a bit slow, but hey anything's possible. The time felt like forever, but bigger question was for him to get a drink now lest if he's not chosen this evening and drink himself silly, or wait a bit more with patience.

Only time will tell.
 
Riley listened Intently as he spoke while she ate her salad. Finishing her salad, she smiled at Max. "That is quite the story. Harvard is a great school to go to." She smiled as she took a bite of her mozzarella stick. She spoke again after moving her eyes over as much of his body that could be seen. "I could see how modeling would work well for you. It is interesting how that ended up leading you into the adult entertainment industry. I usually don't watch porn but I may just have to watch one of yours."

Finishing the mozzarella stick, she took a drink. "No, I have been enjoying listening about you." Riley stated with a warm smile before looking down at her dress. "You really think so? Karlie Kloss looked amazing on the runway. She always seems to make the clothes glow when she wears them. Could you even call and get through to Jean-Paul?" She asked, more seeing if he actually knew him. She was already impressed by him and this would just increase it more.

"The reason I came here is simple and actually there are two reasons. My best friend, Emma, told me that I needed to get out and that I should accept the invitation that Jack extended to me. So I decided that she was right and it would be fun to see one of my programs being utilized after it is out of my hands." She chuckled a bit after saying that she needed to get out. Grabbing another mozzarella stick, she pushed the plate towards Max, offering him some me before biting into another one.
 
Max chuckled, and blushed a bit
"Okay, you got me, haha! Maybe I don't have Jean-Paul Gaultier's number on speed dial...but I HAVE met him on several occasions. At this point he might even remember me!"
He pulled out his phone, and showed her a selfie of the two of them, which he'd had to beg the fashion mogul to take.
"I took that one in Paris, a couple years ago, during the fashion week...I modeled for his summer collection that year. He was actually pretty cool compared to Karl Lagarfeld...after that Defilé in Milan, Ill never work for HIM again..."
He also showed her a few selfies of him with Karlie Kloss, Giorgio Armani, Cindy Crawford and Vivian Westwood.
He smiled, and delicately grabbed one of Riley's mozzarella stick. Nibbling on it gently, he couldn't stop thinking about the insanely gorgeous and voluptuous goddess sitting across from him. He got especially aroused at the idea of her being interested in watching his porn...he imagined her touching herself while watching him perform, and it drove him crazy with lust.
"Well, if you really want to check out my adult work, here are a few links..."
Smiling mischievously, he gave her his OnlyFans, and Pornhub pages.
"One of those, I actually shot for Ish, who is one of the other guys here. Great to work with! Always takes great care of his talent. Speaking of talent, what's that about this program you designed? I'm fascinated with computer tech. Kinda jealous, I'm not gonna lie. If I could do it professionally, I definitely would. And I wouldn't have so many side gigs. Except for this one..."
He raised his glass to Riley, smiling at her seductively.
"To our first night here! And hopefully more to come..."
 
Marco politely thanked Sammy as he felt the small and thin, yet surprisingly heavy, oval metal disk being softly pressed into his palm. His brown eyes read the numbers 7,2, and 3 one by one, the serious expression on his face softening into a genuine smile. Even though his application had been quickly approved, there was something about receiving the tag that gave things a sense of finality- that he truly belonged among this group of elite men, and that it wouldn’t be long before the women of the club would be seeking him out. For now though, he was content to just take in his surroundings, as he left the reception area and stepped into the main club.

As he scanned the spacious room, he wondered where Max was. Not seeing his friend, he assumed it meant that he already had gotten lucky. Not terribly surprising, given what he remembered from their college days. Besides, there would be plenty of time to get reacquainted later, so he headed to the bar to see if he could get to know any of the other members in the meantime.

Since the night was still young, the bar was fairly quiet as Marco approached, with just two other men present, sitting at opposite ends from each other. To his left was Ish, whom he was aware of through Max, his friend having suggested that he audition for one of his films. To his right was Jack, whom he recognized from the orientation materials that the club had sent him, though they had not yet even spoken with each other over the phone. Noticing Jack glancing in his direction, and out of respect for being the owner of the club, Marco approached him, offering his hand as he introduced himself. “Good
Evening, Jack- I’m Marco Subramanian. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, and thank you for admitting me to the club,” he began.
 
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Welcome Marco . Glad you came aboard , I think you will enjoy this place. Can I get you a drink to start your night off?
 
“Sure- I’ll go with a Manhattan, thanks,” Marco replied with a soft nod of his head, taking another moment to glance at his surroundings. “And yes, I think I will too. You’ve done a great job with the place, not just the big ticket items, but all the small details too. It feels like you’re anticipating what we want before we even realize it ourselves, and it’s something that stood out as I went through the application process as well.”

“To be honest, it still feels like a bit of a dream to be here. I know the caliber it takes to even be considered to become a member so I wouldn’t have been surprised to have been turned down.” Perhaps it was an odd statement with a man of Marco’s qualifications, but he was smart and humble enough to know that the minimum requirements, as stringent as they were, were just that- minimums. Even if he well exceeded them, especially cock size by a good three inches, he knew that there was always someone out there that was better looking, more jacked, more successful, or more insert your superlative of choice. He thanked Jack as his drink was handed to him before taking a sip. “It’s perfect- just the way I like it,” he complimented with a nod of approval.
 
“Sure- I’ll go with a Manhattan, thanks,” Marco replied with a soft nod of his head, taking another moment to glance at his surroundings. “And yes, I think I will too. You’ve done a great job with the place, not just the big ticket items, but all the small details too. It feels like you’re anticipating what we want before we even realize it ourselves, and it’s something that stood out as I went through the application process as well.”

“To be honest, it still feels like a bit of a dream to be here. I know the caliber it takes to even be considered to become a member so I wouldn’t have been surprised to have been turned down.” Perhaps it was an odd statement with a man of Marco’s qualifications, but he was smart and humble enough to know that the minimum requirements, as stringent as they were, were just that- minimums. Even if he well exceeded them, especially cock size by a good three inches, he knew that there was always someone out there that was better looking, more jacked, more successful, or more insert your superlative of choice. He thanked Jack as his drink was handed to him before taking a sip. “It’s perfect- just the way I like it,” he complimented with a nod of approval.
 
Sammy mixes a gòod drink.
Jack looked at his watch. It's getting on towards that time. Some of the girls at the exotic will start getting drunk. Usually one notices the sign in the ladies room and drags a freind along because they're curious.
 
Ish, saw the clock on the wall. Whatever the time was, he wasn't noticing how the gals here would start to get drunk as he then smirked. Realistically, there wasn't anything as of late to keep him occupied. Although the ball game on the nice Plasma HD 4K TV was somewhat perfect in every way.

"I bet if the game kept me this occupied, my adrenaline levels would die." He said chuckling a bit.
 
What a coincidence, Max's supervisor at work has a wife with the same name as mine Katie. I must resemble her in the picture that Max stares at when he goes to his supervisor's office. Evidently I look like her-----” drop-dead gorgeous”. Mistaken, Max, you've got two Katies. Enjoy your threesome with them and I see a likelihood of another threesome over here in the near future.

That's right, I saw Max naked in the sauna with his 10' on full display in the posture of “ trying to ride that perfect wave of zen and confidence”. As I was just about to pick up my phone to call I saw him responding to the flashing light signaling him that one of the ladies had chosen him!
Well, I shall wait.

…...and Marco, an orthopedic surgeon, introduced by Max to this club. I've learned that Max, a porn star, is LGBTQ friendly. And Marco is friendly to Max....The complexities of what I understand now are in very close proximity to where I am here. I have a lot to experience.

" #723 Marco Subramanian. This is Ms K, Katie, calling from the second floor. Can I see you now ?"

 
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Ish looked around as then the new guy got chosen by a woman. "What the Hell, man?" He said to himself. "When am I gonna get my moment in the sun?" He asked since no one was gonna choose him. Was it cause he was old or short? He really can't help it. He then just kept watching TV. He also was contemplating on enduring for the rest of the night as his profile was only being on just read. "I swear bro, it's just a conspiracy." He said to himself muttering under his breath.

He sighed which was turning into a scoff. He grew a bit impatient but was more patient than anything. "Shit, I'm getting super bored shitting here." He said to himself since it was a slight boredom could change a person's attitude. He didn't have a bad attitude, he was the outlaw pornstar and producer for Chrissakes.
 
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Jack just laughed. Hey Ish !!! chill out man it's all a roll of the dice for us.
He could be heading for the time of his life or a game of bingo at her church.
you never know.
 
Ish slightly rolled his eyes. "Yeah sure, I guess. But a serious question my guy, if a guy doesn't get chosen then what does he do, a different job or just sit here just to be added to the scenery?" He asked, chuckling. Actually wondering what does the unchosen fella get to do.

He then put his arms on the table. Then puts his head on his arms, said. "Chill? That's all I've been doing. Sitting here and chilling. It's getting kinna lame my mans."
 
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Robin had been circling the block for the past hour. Her husband, Steve, had told her that he had been cheating in her. In fact, he fully intended to KEEP cheating and the only way keep their relationship "alive and equal" was for her to find another partner as well. Robin had no Earthly idea what to do, but she had heard of a very selective "what would you call it? Brother? Whore House" for a mostly female clientelle.

So here she was, sitting in her car, applying makeup and perfume as if she were the one who would be selling her company not the one buying. At least she had the dignity to wear sensible, comfortable clothes she told herself.
After agonizing over wherher or not to actually enter, Robin took a deep breath and darted out of her car door.

The physical plant of the dance club the served as a front for the...sex club? was complex and confusing my design. Robin made herself small and gazed at her shoes as she pinballed through a press of dancing, laughing bodies.

Arriving at the secret back room more by luck than design, Robin's eyes were immediately drawn to what looked like an entire-wall picture window. She almost laughed as she thought how much it looked like the glass wall at her aerobics class. Robin made a bee-line for the bar as unobtrusively as she could. "Excuse me, I'd like to order a drink Nothing too strong, I just need to settle my nerves a bit. I'm not very experienced with alcohol. I remember last year me and two of my girlfriends split a scorpion bowl at our favorite sushi place and I completely passed out!" Robin laughed nervously which itself made her more nervous. "I'm talking WAY to much, aren't I?" She asked the waiter with a weak smile.
 
Jack heard the page for Marco just as his watch buzzed to alert him another woman had entered upstairs. Jack went up to find her and do his welcome committee thing. With a nod he walked past the other ladies . He whispered to Katie "Marco will be up shortly" The new girl was easy to spot as she looked lost and a little nervous. He introduced himself and she told him her name was Robin. Jack gave robin a tour around explaining all the areas she could view from the second floor and how to view the members bios and call down for anything she liked. " I truly hope you enjoy your night and visit us often . You will be able to see me downstairs at the bar and you will find me listed on the Tablet. Can I have something sent up from the car for you"
 
Ish looked around when he saw the new girl come in. This was perfect that she came in. He was starting to get extremely bored. If she ended up choosing Jack over him, he wasn't gonna get mad besides tomorrow was another day. He also did ponder if he didn't get chosen, then what does happen to the person not getting chosen. Pack up the saddle and go home? Not likely.

He tapped his fingers as he was just staring up at the ceiling. No matter, if he had to wait til tomorrow to be lucky. So be it. He was indeed a gambling man, but the luck isn't so hot so they say.
 
As Max was chatting with Riley, he couldn't help but notice a couple other women in the lounge...
The place was picking up a bit.
The two Goddesses both had company. One seemed to be taking the tour with Jack, and the other one was with..."Marco? No way"...
He smiled mischievously, remembering the hundreds of debauched college sex parties the two had miraculously survived back in the day...It was so hard not to holler at his old bangbro, but he was on-call, and Riley was his main focus...she was absolutely the kind of hot, super smart, and powerful woman he was hoping to associate with...
He couldn't let this chance slip, so he just winked at his old buddy from across the room, containing thousands of hidden words...
He did notice that Marco sat down with a gorgeous milf, who reminded him a bit of Katie, his supervisor's wife...who he had totally imagined in all sorts of sexual scenarios before...but no, that couldn't be her...no way SHE'd be here...but either way, he knew that Marco would show her a great time...the thought of them to going at it definitely aroused him...
But despite the distractions, his focus was lasered-in on Riley...
"So, tell me...what is it you're looking for in this place? I'll be quite honest with you, I...really like you already. You’re beautiful, smart, successful...a free spirit living a free life. You and I could definitely become great friends and associates, if you'd like...my online business is doing decent these days, but the webmasters behind all these sites are really a bunch of crooked newbies. I could definitely use an outside tech consultant to cut out the middle-man, if you know what I mean? I would absolutely cut you in on it. How does 25% of my web revenue sound? Easy money for you...better exposure and traffic for me...Sorry, I didn't mean to make a business pitch, haha! You just seem like the kind of woman who could handle that easily in seconds...and I'd DEFINITELY make it worth your while..."
 
Also, the woman talking to Jack looked vaguely familiar...her perfume was also familiar...she reminded him a bit of his co-worker Steve's wife, Robin...he had met her once at a Christmas office party...the one where Steve supposedly got a blow job from Christina, the HR assistant manager, in the men's room...
But same as the other woman...there was NO WAY two of his most douchey bank "bros" wives were there at the same time...it just couldn't be...
 
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