For Alex and Victoria Drummond, both the young product of a highly respected and expensive private education, it seemed like the perfect job. The money on offer was far in excess of what they could have expected to earn anywhere else and it meant that they would be working together. It also meant, should they take the offered position – and as far as Alex was concerned, that was a forgone conclusion – that they could combine their two favourite pastimes: making money and having sex! But of course no one was going to pay them large sums of money to have sex in the privacy of their own bedroom – or anywhere else private for that matter. The young couple would be expected to reveal their most intimate moments on stage in a live sex display.
Neither Alex or his young wife, Victoria had any qualms whatsoever about performing live, in fact they saw it as a further advancement of their already varied sex life and were both looking forward to their “opening night”. Alex had sneaked a quick look out into the night time audience as the two had prepared themselves backstage. He had been a little disappointed by the low turnout: only a handful of seedy looking men; a few with even seedier looking female companions that Alex immediately took to be hookers.
“Don’t worry.” Said the club owner, “as soon as word spreads that we have an energetic young couple up on stage, it’s certain to get a lot busier out there. Just go out there and show them what you can do!”
Alex and Victoria took their new boss at his word and on the first night they gave it everything they had. Strolling out towards a spot lit double bed in the centre of the stage, they immediately shed the robes that they had been given to wear. Underneath Alex was completely naked whilst Victoria’s only clothing consisted of a pair of black stockings and high shoes. There were sporadic gasps from the erratic scattering of spectators as the two fell onto the bed and began their act.
The first night went off pretty much without incident, Alex thought, and they seemed to be very well received. As he had ploughed himself into his wife’s very moist pussy from behind he had peered out into the dim light of the auditorium and tried to pick out members of their audience. His eyes had finally adjusted to the badly lit room and through a mist of cigarette smoke he could clearly make out a few peroxide blonde heads uninterestingly bobbing up and down in the laps of several selected middle-aged men. As their hour long set continued, Alex saw that the hookers remained where they were but the men would come and go. He smiled to himself as he realised that the girls were working like a production line; sucking or jerking each man off as they watched the show before moving on to the next punter!
The second night passed much the same as the first but – as the club owner had predicted – with several more paying customers in the audience. The hookers were having to work almost twice as hard to ensure that they got through the punters before Victoria and Alex finished their show.
But the third night was a little different. As Alex slowly slid his engorged weapon into his wife’s wet vagina he once again peered over her back into the furthest reaches of the darkened room to get an idea of their audience. Again there were more numbers than the previous night but, as his eyes scanned the room, they suddenly picked out a figure that seemed out of place. The woman – a few years older then either Alex or Victoria – wore an expensive looking blue dress that accentuated a well looked after figure. Whereas the rest of the audience were either indulged in their own masturbatory solitude or were receiving the dexterous or oral ministrations of the “house-girls”, the woman in blue simply sat and watched. She fascinated Alex and, as he watched her dismiss an offer from one of the hookers with a polite wave of a well manicured hand, he looked directly at her and smiled. He was a little surprised when she smiled back; he had become used to the anonymity that his current job provided and had long since realised that the people watching them were not in the least interested in looking at his face!
Alex’s final ejaculation which covered his pretty wife’s face produced the usual round of applause and a few cheers of encouragement from the audience and he and Victoria collected their robes and slipped backstage to their small, dingy dressing room. As they entered the fusty smelling room, both were surprised to see the woman in blue sitting and patiently awaiting their return.
“I’m sorry”, the woman began apologetically, “the owner let me in. I hope you don’t mind, I was very impressed with your act.”
“Thank you,” Victoria said, “but what…”
“What do I want? Well I’d like to come straight to the point, if you don’t mind.”
Both Alex and Victoria nodded their assent and waited for the woman to continue.
“My name is Francesca and I was hoping that you could both do a favour for me – a paid favour, of course.”
For the next few minutes Alex and Victoria listened to Francesca’s proposal with interest. Her husband, Mark, it seemed was several years younger than her and was celebrating his birthday the following night.
“And I was hoping,” Francesca concluded, “if you would consider the idea of a private show that Mark could join in with? As I said, you would be well rewarded.”
The figure that Francesca then proposed contained enough zero’s to make both Alex and Victoria agree without hesitation and arrangements were quickly made for the couples’ transportation to Mark and Francesca’s house the following evening.
The dark limousine finally deposited Victoria and her young husband at the main entrance to a large and opulent-looking family estate house and a black suited employee quickly ushered them inside. They were silently led through a series of dark-wood panelled corridors that smelled faintly of beeswax until finally being shown into a large room somewhat like a small theatre where they were greeted by Francesca and Mark. Victoria noticed a small stage to her left that had presumably been set up especially for their visit and felt a shiver of excitement tingle along her spine. She clutched the small hand case that she had been carrying that contained their robes and a special outfit for herself.
After the introductions and a drink to break the ice, Alex suggested that they might like to get started. Francesca nodded her immediate agreement and, from the look of flushed excitement she saw on her face, Victoria guessed that this little birthday present was as much for Francesca’s benefit as it was for her husbands’.
Francesca dimmed the main room lights and flicked a switch to illuminate the stage. The automatic sound system immediately cut in and music began to waft around the room. She took a specially positioned seat in front of the stage and smiled as she watched Victoria, Alex and her husband Mark saunter out into the spotlight. All three “performers” wore robes and she knew that Mark was naked underneath his; she wondered silently if Alex and Victoria were similarly attired.
Francesca didn’t have long to wait to find out. With a glance to Mark that he should follow his lead; Alex slowly untied the knotted belt at his waist and opened his robe. Mark did exactly the same and Francesca heard herself gasp as both men proudly displayed their nakedness. She watched as they stood on either side of Victoria and helped her to shed her robe completely. But Victoria was not nude – not quite – and Francesca was much impressed by the silky blue top and panties that she sported. Her dainty feet were encased in high heeled sandals but this was the extent of her dress.
