Again, thanks for your support for my previous stories. If you haven't read parts 1 and 2, please do. You might be interested in how Chloe's adventure started...
However, you don't need to have read them to enjoy this story.
Hope you like it...
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The pounding beat of the music hit Chloe the moment she walked through the door. As her eyes became accustomed to the seductive dim lighting, she looked out onto the already crowded dance floor.
What was she doing here? The events of the night before played out in her mind as she watched the club goers blindly. She had let a complete stranger kiss her, snaking his tongue into her mouth as he pulled down her top to grab and suck her breasts. She blushed as she remembered how he had stroked her pussy and pushed his insistent fingers up into her cunt until she came hard. In public. Right outside the club, where anyone could see. He had asked her to come back tonight. All she knew about him was his name. And that he had very talented fingers...
She felt her face flame as she thought about what he had done to her. She didn't think she had ever come so hard. It was even better than the time in the library ...
Chloe felt herself get wet as the erotic memories whirled through her mind. The last few weeks had been a complete revelation to her. She had never been a prude, but her sexual experience up until then had been fairly lacklustre. She guessed she'd had an average number of lovers for a woman in her early thirties. A few long term relationships where the sex had been good but gradually just became cosy at best. Half a dozen short term flings that were fun, but which fizzled out. A couple of one night stands which she thought she should experience. They had served to boost her confidence but were nothing special.
None of her experiences had come close to the two she'd had recently. And last night had been particularly special. Not only had she loved what he had done to her – her pussy had been on fire from his ministrations and the thought of being caught had made them all the more intense; but there was something else about the experience. A charged chemistry she had not had with anyone else. Chloe had sensed a connection between them.
But despite that, she still wasn't sure what she was doing here. As she continued to look out onto the sweaty dancefloor, her heart pounded. She really wasn't sure whether she was ready for what might happen.....
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James was sitting in his office, his hands laced behind his head as he sat watching the screen. Although he worked club hours he didn't usually have time to watch the goings on of the club, but tonight he couldn't concentrate on his paperwork. The security camera was trained on the dancefloor. It was a heaving; the heatwave strangely bringing people into the club to dance and get even more hot and sweaty. The heatwave was obviously making people horny, he thought wryly. What better way to relieve some sexual tension that to get up close and personal? Although in James' case, it tended to just build tension rather than relieve it. He saw it as a form of foreplay. Clearly, he wasn't the only one. There were more than a few pairs of male hands wandering over delectable female asses out on the floor.
James had no problem with that. He liked to see his customers enjoying themselves. He had no problem with people having fun; As long as it didn't get out of hand. He was a legitimate businessman and didn't want the club to become a brothel. He had a reputation to uphold.
However, he also wasn't stupid. He knew that sex – or at least the promise of it – sells. He had personally designed the club so that it was intimate and sensual. It was decidedly masculine. Dark wood floors, dark red walls and low lighting. He had created a number of areas that seemed hidden from the dance floor and main bar which encouraged intimacy. Of course, they were also covered by security cameras. Whilst James did not consider himself to be a sleaze, but he had to admit he had observed a few erotic encounters in those corners. Some of the customers seemed not to realise they were being watched, but for others it was an added incentive!
Whatever the reason, the recent takings showed that the club was popular. James worked really hard and he was reaping the benefits. But sometimes he felt that he worked too hard. Ironically, he had created an environment where people could relax and have fun, but he didn't experience much of that himself. He'd work long hours in the club, go home and sleep and then come back. He often worked 12 hour days, sometimes more.
He reasoned that was why he was finding it hard to concentrate. Pure tiredness. Yet he didn't feel weary. If anything, he felt restless and strangely alert. He finally admitted to himself that it was last night's events that were causing him to forget his paperwork.
His cock twitched as he remembered how good it had felt to squeeze her big tits. He had loved pushing them up so he could suck her big, hard nipples. How hard he got when he heard her little moans and shoved his fingers into her sopping wet cunt. His cock was more than twitching now as he thought about what he else he had wanted to do to her. He had held back, wanting to savour the experience and build the tension....
Would she come back tonight, like he asked? She had agreed, but he could tell she was a little shocked by the whole experience. If he was honest, he was equally surprised by the power of his reaction to her.
Whilst admiring the various female customers, he had never even hit on one let alone do what he did. He wasn't a sleaze and didn't usually like to mix business with pleasure, but with this woman he hadn't been able to help himself. Simply put, she had blown him away. Oh sure, she had a sexy body. Big tits. Curvy ass. Small waist.
He loved that she was willing to play the slut. He was pretty sure she would have let him fuck her right there outside the club. Let him back her up against the wall, push her legs apart, rip her panties to the side and ram his dick into her tight pussy until she screamed....
God, he had to stop! His dick has hardened as his imagination worked overtime. Just at that moment, he happened to glance at the camera trained on the entrance and saw a familiar brunette walk through the door....
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Chloe was thinking about leaving.
She had walked around the club a few times but hadn't seen him. They hadn't even agreed a time! Rationally, she thought it wouldn't be a good idea to hang around too long.
'This is madness' she thought as she turned towards the exit purposefully. She was just about to about the door to leave when one of the security guards stepped in front of her and put out his hand to stop her going any further.
Annoyed, Chloe tried to sidestep him but he just moved in front of her. She looked up at him angrily. He stared back, a bland expression etched on his face.
"Can you move out of my way please?" she stated firmly, trying not to let him see that her legs were starting to shake. He was big, intimidating and unmoveable. What had she done?
Without saying a word, he took her arm firmly and marched her towards the back of the club.
"What are you doing?" she spluttered, struggling to pull her arm away.
"You need to come with me ma'am" he stated firmly.
Despite her rising anger, Chloe knew it would be futile to argue with him or struggle further. He was huge and strong. He knew where he was going so she thought it best to just go along with him. She could rant at whoever he was taking her to. Besides, she was embarrassed enough. Her pride stopped her from increasing her embarrassment by struggling further.
He walked her up a staircase which led to a balcony overlooking the dancefloor and an office. She guessed she was going to meet the club manager. But what on earth had to done to warrant the treatment she'd received?
As the security guard knocked on the door, she got ready to give the person behind the door a piece of her mind.....
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James heard the knock. His heart pounded and his cocked twitched as he anticipated what was to come.
He had seen Chloe turn to leave and radioed Tony, the head of security, to stop her leaving. He couldn't let her get away. But he guessed she wasn't exactly going to be happy about it.
"Come in"
Tony came in first, pulling Chloe in behind him. He briefly took in her shocked expression before he turned to the security guard.
"Thanks Tony. You can go now"
Tony looked surprised.
"Are you sure boss? Only I thought you-"
"No. It's fine Tony" Chris cut him off before his said anything else. Giving Chloe a frown, he walked out of the office and closed the door.
