The banana stand ----- open

From the corner of his eye jack noticed katie leaving the sauna area looking a little disheveled. She got her bearings and headed back up to the lounge and he wondered if she was done for the night. His watch buzzed twice and two member ID' flashed. It was Tom and John Ross. Two former Olympic swim team members and almost identical twins. He knew thier routine. They would hit the pool and race each other a few times before relaxing at the bar and maybe throwing a few dart games together.
 
From the corner of his eye jack noticed katie leaving the sauna area looking a little disheveled. She got her bearings and headed back up to the lounge and he wondered if she was done for the night. His watch buzzed twice and two member ID' flashed. It was Tom and John Ross. Two former Olympic swim team members and almost identical twins. He knew thier routine. They would hit the pool and race each other a few times before relaxing at the bar and maybe throwing a few dart games together.
Yaturtle as Tom Ross
Tom eyed the bar and wondered if the lounge upstairs was busy. He noticed a woman entering the lounge from the bar area and know she must have been with someone in the gym or sauna. His brother john had to be first at everything and was already in the gym stripped down to begin thier streching routine before they hit the pool. At 6 3 and 200lbs he and his brother. Were identical except for thier eye color and personality. The blue eyes John was all business and a year older while the green eyed tom was more laid back
 

As Marco is helping me get dressed I noticed two new guys have entered the club. I just had a workout with Marco. One a day is enough for me now. I don't have the appetite to have more than once a day without “something” more than just straight sex . When I said “something more” I wasn't referring to “love” in love songs by the baby singer Justin Bieber. (BTW, I just found out he has a song named “ Never Say Never”.).....It takes more than just sex between me and my partner in order to have more sex. Or I turn into a sex machine.

Besides, the two new guys came in together. They must have a close relationship. If i only choose one of them, the other one might see me as an enemy. I do enjoy playing with two men. Not today. Not with someone new. We'll see what they have to say when they speak up.
 
Riley looked at Max with a smile as they toasted their first night, her eyes shining as she looked at him. "You definitely know how to compliment a woman. I've created many programs, including part of the program that Jack uses." She left out that she made the whole program because she didn't want to brag or become a vulnerability to Jack. Scanning the room briefly to see who has entered since she last looked, she smiled as she looked back at Max before listening to his business proposal. "That sounds like a great deal, Max. I will have Jack give you my information when you leave tonight. Go ahead and email me the proposal with all the necessary details, I will look over it and get back to you. So you like the recluse software developer?" She chuckled as she brushed some hair out of her face. "Honestly, I wouldn't even be here had my friend not shoved me out of the door. I will have to thank Jack for the invitation. Give me one moment." Riley pulled her phone out and sent a quick text to Jack, letting him know that she wanted to speak to him when they got a chance. After hitting send, she slipped her phone away and looked back at Max. "Sorry about that. I had to send that out before I forgot. So you mentioned the business proposition, what else do you do? I would love to know more about you."
 
Max was delighted. He shifted around in his seat, and leaned closer to Riley, pouring them another round of drinks, and raising his glass.
"Well, thank you Riley! I'd be truly honored to do business with you! If you ask me, we could really use a women's touch in our production company. Someone who knows all the tech aspects, and also puts the female talent at ease. Pornstars love to work for women. I think you'd be a great producer as well. I will consult with Jack, Ish and Marco, and see what kind of independent contractor/outside consultant deal we can draw up! To first nights, and new ventures!"
He toasted, and took a sip of the Champaign he had just ordered for them. Don Perignon 1998. Great year. The bottle was worth at least three grand. It was going to take at least three shoots to make that money back, but Max thought Riley was 100% worth it. He couldn't keep his eyes away from her amazing body. It was so hard for him not to start fondling her breasts, but he kept his composure. Although the massive bulge in his pants was growing by the second...
"As for what else I do...well, work out, practice my photography skills, play tennis, take part in LGBTQ and sexworkers rights charity events, and of course...lots of amazing sex with some amazing people...overall, life could be worse..."
He chuckled, and took another sip of Don Perignon...
"What about you, Riley? What does a woman so beautiful and talented get into when she's not coding Million dollar programs? Do you have a significant other?"
 
When Robin took her drink from the sexy man she had requested she felt very, very stupid. She knew this guy would have no interest in her whatsoever. Besides, what the Hell made her think cheating on her husband, with his permission or not, could lead to anything but disaster. She felt rather nauseated.

"Thank you, sir. My name is, uhm, Rebel." Robin lied. Did she detect a hint of a smile? Did he see right through her? Did he know that she thought he was sexy as hell?

"So, what brings you to a place like this?" Robin continued and winced at her own total lack of social graces. "Not that there's anything wrong with 'places like this'. I mean, I'M here aren't I? Robin nearly dropped her glass as she heard the words escape her lips. Her hand instinctively slighted on the man's chest in what she hoped was a comforting manner. "I didn't mean to imply that I'm better than you. I can't even convince my husband to be faithful."
Ish smirked when she asked the question of why he was here. He then said one half of the reasons he was here. "I am a male escort here, even though like I said, I'm only an escort not a server. But who's complaining?" He then stood in her glance when she kept checking him out.

"Hold on a minute, did you say Rebel?" Ish asked her when she said her name was Rebel, even though she lied about her name was not Robin. "I believe I seen you from somewhere." He was very sure he seen her around. The woman did look familiar as he then said his second half of his reason he's also here too. "I am also an adult entertainment mogul. I believe I have also seen some of your work too." He really wasn't sure if this was the same Rebel who broke out in the same industry he did too. Although the woman was saying her husband was cheating on her.

He smirked even more when she put her hand slightly on his ripped chest.

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@BernadetteRochelle sorry for the tag but I was seeing if your character is alright.
 
"I'm not as sure as you are about the producer part." Riley chuckled before taking a sip of the champagne. Looking up, she smiled. "Good choice, Max. Sounds like you are a very busy man and yet you have time to do here as well. I give you credit and working out has kept you toned it seems." Letting her eyes roam over his body, she took another sip from her glass. The sexual tension in the air making her slightly uncomfortable if for no other reason than she wasn't used to it. "No, no significant other. I tend to stay home quite often. I love messing around with different codes and web designs and so that's what I do. It's nice to earn money and still stay out of the limelight." She played with the edge of her napkin a bit.
 
Max smiled sheepishly.
"No significant other, eh? Welcome to the club! It is hard for people like us to just settle down and do the whole couple thing, isn't it? So much drama, so much work... personally, I have to admit, I love being single way too much!"
He leaned in a bit closer, feeling the warmth of Riley's body, and her intoxicating perfume. Gently, carefully, he laid his hand on her thigh, and started softly caressing it.
"Now...why don't you tell me what you're really looking for tonight? Life is not just numbers and code, Riley. If you don't let loose every once in a while, how are you supposed to enjoy the fruit of all your hard work? This is YOUR night, and you deserve to fulfill at least a few of your wildest desires, without anyone judging you. You've more than earned it, I'd say..."
He grabbed her hand, and kissed it affectionately.
"Listen, I'd be delighted to talk more business, but why don't you allow yourself a night off? It is my official duty to please you in...any way you'd like. And let's just say, I'm...VERY adventurous..."

Right as he finished his sentence, the DJ finally upped his game, and started bumping some loud, bassy, sexy electronic music. The vibrations from the bass were amping Max up. His eyes and smile widened, as he looked excitedly into Riley's sultry eyes.

"Oh now this is my jam! Wanna hit the dance floor?"
 
Tom followed john into the gym and soon they were stripped down and doing thier extensive stretching routine. The routine resembled a gymnastics floor routine more than stretching . At six three wearing a suit you might mistake them as lanky. They were well aware this routine put on display a combination of power and flexibility that some ladies really enjoyed. When they were done they hit the pool and ripped a very fast twenty laps before getting dressed and heading for the bar. Sammy already had thier pints of Guinness waiting along with the box of darts
 
Dan Martin

His driver dropped Dan off at the entrance to the club. Dan told him that he’d call him when he was ready to be picked up. The driver knew that could be all night.

Dan didn’t get nervous. It wasn’t in his nature. He was too rational for that. A trait he’d had all of his working life. It was one of the reasons he’d been so successful.

He walked into the club and made his way to the bar to introduce himself. From what he could see, everyone else was younger than him. At 39. Dan was no slouch however. He ran every day and trained in his own gym religiously. He ate well too, employing a chef and nutritionist.

Dan had no problem meeting women. He’d never married but there had been a few that had come close.

Then there were the ones who were just seduced by the money. They could be fun. It was amazing what they would do for a taste of his lifestyle and over time Dan had realised that he liked pushing women’s limits.

He’d begun to realise that he enjoyed being dominant with women. All consensual of course. But sometimes he struggled to find women who enjoyed it and getting to know a woman, only to find that submitting to him wasn’t a turn on for her could get frustrating.

So when he’d heard about the club he thought he would try it. The joining fee was pin money to Dan and he liked the idea of being up front and honest about his desires.

He walked up to the Barman and announced his arrival.

“Hi, I’m a new member. Dan Martin.”

Name: Dan Martin
Age: 39
Height: 6"
Weight: 165lbs
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
Distinctive traits: None really.
Bio: Dan is a successful hedge fund manager by day. He is charming, educated and knows how to treat a lady well, however he is not for everyone. Dan is a dominant male looking to meet women who are prepared to submit to him (limits respected of course).
Fun fact: Dan has never learned to drive.
 
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I find myself back here at the sex club for the second time. my husband hasn't been home for two days. I was gong to call the police but afraid the cops may laugh at me. I know where he is. I am being very nice.

The first thing to do back in the club is to say Hello to the owner Jack. He's been pretty nice too.

Suddenly I see a man walking toward the Barman , “Hi, I’m a new member. Dan Martin.”

That was loud. Some kind of announcement.

Dan Martin.

I went to the powder room to powder my nose. I am back here to have another fuck today. My new pair of panties are very new to me. I bought them after the taste of my first visit here last week. The sales man at the store recommended, “How about the crotchless ? Lovely. This is the only style of panties my gf wears. Men appreciate these. You know that. ” I went along and purchased two pairs and wearing the red one right here right now.

After the powder room I am looking at the men's bio menu. The most recent new member is at the very top of the list, Dan Martin.--- Bio: "..... charming, educated and knows how to treat a lady well, ..he is not for everyone. ..a dominant male looking to meet women who are prepared to submit to him …....never learned to drive.

“ not for everyone”. M.m.m.m.m. Is there anybody for everyone? Not that I am aware of. I doubt it. Me either. Just like everyone else.
“Looking to meet women prepared to submit “....So this means I'd need to meet him first, talk, eyeball to eyeball. If, only if, the 4 eyeballs click, then, only if then, I start preparing. Am I on the right track? Do I make sense ? Is there anybody here to give free advice?

And he finally admitted he “ never learned to drive”. I'd drive him. I'll drive him. I did learn to drive.

Katie is picking up the phone, “Dan Martin. This is Ms K calling from the second floor. Can I see you now ?"

 
(OOC: Listen, where does my OC Ish go from here? Since the gal that's there isn't there? Do I just stay in limbo until a certain post I can post again?? :( )
 

Ms K and Dan Martin

“Dan Martin. This is Ms K calling from the second floor. Can I see you now ?"


“That was quick,” Dan thought.

“Of course Ms K. You’ve read my bio I take it, so you know what my interests are,” he asked, not wanting to waste his own or the the lady’s time.

“Where should I meet you? I’m not really familiar with the club yet.”
 
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Dan, I'll meet you at the bar. Look for me around the corner. Blue skirt and a white top. Take your time. I actually like it slow.

Katie

 
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Ms K and Dan Martin


Dan navigates his way up to the second floor and into the the lounge. Sure enough, standing with her back turned to him is a woman in a tight blue skirt and white top. Dan can only see her in profile from the rear, but her skirt clings to the outline of her body, emphasising her shapely backside. For a moment Dan can't help but imagine that backside being presented to him, on all fours, from behind. He pictures himself with her hair tightly wrapped in his fist, pulling her head back while he fucks her, doggy style. It make for an interesting mental image but he discards it for now.

"Ms K?" he asks.

When she turns around, Dan's impressed by what he sees. But the manner in which she greets him sets off alarm bells. She appears a bit too confident. In his experience, confident women rarely make submissive partners. But there's always a first time he admits to himself.

""Pleased to meet you. I'm Dan. Can I order you a drink?" he asks.
 
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Angelica Hope

In the club, the silver-haired woman dressed in a slim black dress and her long locks pulled back in a beautiful braid that swayed right above her firm backside. The woman danced and trusted to the music almost as vigorously as the younger women around her. Some of the men thought she would be a nice time but she turned them down. That wasn't the reason she was here. Well, not these men. These were a mystery when she knew of a place men were vetted for their health and well endowments. Smiling she made her way to the restroom.

In the ladies' room, a few women were clustering around the far end where a door stood with a giant banana on it. Angelica smiled overhearing the women whispering about the door. Angelica walked into the group and spoke. " Intrigued, I know the feeling, I was too the first time. You should enter the menu is vast and it's mostly free. Trust me I'm a member"

With that, the woman strode in through the door. With little to no worries seeming to bog this woman down the Banana Stand opened up to her. As she strode through she watched the men and winked until she came up to a table where a woman and a man were. The Man was definitely new as was the woman. Being a matronly figure she approached the pair and smiled.

"Hello you two, I like the looks of this, I bet he is gonna be amazing" She winked before continuing to a table. Once there she sits and orders not only an appetizer but a drink. After that Angelica begins to look at the other menu. Perusing she smiles seeing Jack before she looks up and waves at him.
 
Ms K and Dan Martin

Oh, Hi, Dan, I am Katie. Nice meeting you.....”

Eyeball to eyeball now. Four eyes are sizing each other now. His eyes are roaming from my hair to my feet. It's OK. I'm beginning to get used to it, considering what I've been experiencing recently. I even went ahead to buy two pairs of crotchless panties, remember?

“Oh....ah....a drink?....er...I'll....have a whisky sour...I like it sour. No sugar please.”

He looks like the way he looked when he came out from the limo-like vehicle with the driver holding the door for him. And he looks pretty much the same as the way he made his announcement of his arrival a few minutes ago. And he does have the appearance of the type of men who never learned to drive. It could be all true.

“ Oh...Thank you. ...My whisky sour looks good...with a cherry...” I took the cherry out from my glass and put it in his mouth. I surprised myself for doing that. We just met two minutes ago. I don't see how I did it. But I in fact did it. Hard to believe.

“ I heard the conversation between you and the owner Jack a few minutes ago, Jack said, “The club rules essentially put the women in control”. I wonder if this club is for dominant women and submissive men. Are you...? Oh, your bio says you are a dominant male. And Jack let you in? And your bio also says you are looking to meet submissive women. I don't know if I should be labeled dominant or submissive. My husband calls me wishy-washy. Does that make me what? Maybe I am too nice to him ….......I've been hearing people talk about BDSM. Are you into it? What is it for?”

 
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Ms K and Dan Martin

“Jack’s right. The women are in control here.” Dan agreed. “They choose to have sex and they choose who they have it with.”

“But that doesn’t mean they can’t be submissive if they choose to be. Because it’s also them that get to set the limits.”

Dan could see Katie mulling this over.

“Some women like giving themselves to a man, secure in the knowledge that he won’t abuse their trust and take things too far. “

“I don’t know if you’re Sub or Dom or just wishy washy, as your husband suggests. There’s no law against being all three at different times. Maybe you and your husband have just never tried to find out. Maybe that’s why you’re here now, because you’re looking for something different. I mean, looking like you do, you could walk into any bar and find a guy who’d fuck you. So why come here other than for something you can’t get anywhere else?”

“Bdsm means different things to different people. Bondage, domination, pain, humiliation. It’s all a matter of your appetite.”

Dan paused for effect.

“The question is what’s your appetite like, Katie?”
 
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Ms K and Dan Martin

Bondage, domination, pain, humiliation? Bondage and pain are easy to be ruled out. They apply to the physical. My body needs to stretch, relax and get loose. As to domination and humiliation, the 2 words also get loose. They apply to the psychological that are more fluid and airy and may flow to any direction or even run away from what they are commonly perceived to the point of turning into wishy-washy. Hello, Dan, agree? Yes? No?

But I think it's more about how it's done, how the 2 parties are connected and under what circumstance that determines how it works. Those words mostly have concrete surface on the outside but the inside could be very different.

 
Yaturtle as Jack Martin

Jack looked over and waved back to Angelica as she entered the lounge . With a grin he turned back to Rosina " That's Angelica Hope...a very wild and free spirit.
She is a good friend and one of the women who helped shape the design of this club in my mind. The woman in red is Riley she designed all the communication and
software for the building. I must have a thing for intelligent women. My own little kink I suppose. I would be happy to introduce you, if you would like to meet them.
 
Ms K and Dan Martin

Dan listened to Katie’s words and sighed to himself. To be honest he was disappointed. He liked toying with a woman while she was tied to a whipping bench or St. Andrews Cross, not that they were the be all and end all of course.

Clearly Katie wasnt interested in anything like that. But what frustrated him was that he still had no idea what did interest her. If indeed she wanted anything at all. He began to wonder if his initial assessment of her hadn’t been right all along.

He thought about politely making his excuses but decided that as a new member he didn’t want to appear rude and spoil his chances with others. Besides, Katie was attractive and intelligent.

“I don’t know if I agree or not,” Dan replied honestly. “I think sex is more of a basic instinct than your description. You either want to do it with someone or you don’t. Some people know exactly what they want, others don’t but throw themselves into it anyway driven by a desire for adventure. Then, if they don't enjoy themselves, chalk it down to experience. Some sit on the side lines and watch the opportunity sail by then regret it later.“

“I don’t know what you want Katie. You’re an attractive woman and in here you call the shots. I’ve been honest with you about my needs and desires and if I’m not for you I completely understand. There are plenty of other younger and, though it pains me to say it, more attractive men in here tonight. Any one of them would be more than happy to entertain you I’m sure, with something more conventional.”
 
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To the one who's been speaking for Dan Martin:

I am Katie in person. Do you know if Dan saw the lady walked by in front of us a few minutes ago? I caught her keep looking at him. Maybe she would like his idea of BDSM. Dan could have the owner Jack relay a message to her and see what happens. If they hook up, I'd stand by. I mean I would sit down on another bench, by their whipping bench, and observe and observe. A good audience such as me, most performers appreciate. And a good third such as me, a number of exhibitionists, protagonists and another number of significant others cherish my presence behind. I've been a strong supporter for my husband. He once admitted to me, “you are a good wife.”

Or even if there's another romantic man on a par with Dan who might be inclined to fulfill Dan's passion. I've been in a MMF romance, to the bar, a private house party and at the corner of a dark alley. Very romantic. It was more than my “basic instinct “ could imagine.

I don't expect you to respond if you don't want to. I can wait and see what Jack or the other lady is going to say.

 
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Ms K and Dan Martin

Dan shrugged his shoulders. He’d tried the Banana stand to avoid awkward situations like this. He thought that if he was up front with people then they would be too.

He stood up out of his chair.

“Have a pleasant evening Katie. I think you’re a very attractive women and I would have liked to have spent time with you. If Angelica is interested then she can always contact me herself but I’m not interested in performing for an audience, sorry. I hope you find what you are looking for. No hard feelings.”

Descending the stairs he went back down to the bar. He texted his driver who confirmed he’d be there in ten minutes.

Dan sat down and ordered a drink while he waited.

“The Banana stand had been worth a shot,” he thought to himself.
 
Angelica looks over the menu, It has changed a bit with a few more men than there was last time. The owner of one of the largest publishers of physical and online literature wondered who to seek for companionship. Ms.Hope had been away from the scene for quite a while. The older woman had enjoyed the arms of a younger man for about a month. It was nice, but like most young bulls he left unable to keep up with Angelicas' urges, kinks, and lifestyle.

Now she had returned to the Banana Lounge, not only for some hung young stud but to talk with her friend and the owner Jack. Though he seemed busy the matronly woman sighed and took up the menus. First, she ordered a scotch and then went to look at the many new men on the menu. As she looked she took time to read over each bio and pictures, especially the pictures.

Eventually, she settled on number 722 Ish. Something about the man seemed to scream at her dominant side. Now the woman sat back crossing her legs as she awaited her drink and the thing that would truly quench her thirst, Ish.
 
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