“No…………it’s for your education!” I said, smarting off.
Amber didn’t quite get the gist of what I was saying but she didn’t ask any more questions about the money. She was like me, she loved taking money from ole’ Carl.
“What about the sound system?” Amber asked. “You going to do something about it, I hope.”
“Definitely, first item on my list.” I replied. “We’ve got to revamp most of the club. Jack’s been letting the club run down far too long.”
Amber and I made a list of everything that needed repaired or improved. It looked like we were going to have to damn near rebuild the entire club. I debated on the loft office. It had other potential uses but I liked the vantage point it offered to oversee the club. I put it at the bottom of our list.
Amber and I worked till almost 1:00am before shutting down the laptop. We’d accomplished quite a bit yet there was still alot more to be done. Amber had eaten all the Slim Jims, glad I wasn’t hungry!
“Mind if I sleep with you tonight?” Amber asked, smiling coyly.
Amber wasn’t referring to sleep in the normal sense. Over the past year, she’d developed quite an interest in her bi-sexuality. We headed upstairs to my bedroom. Amber slipped off her clothes except for her thong panties. I took my lace teddy off, tossing it on the dresser. The two of us stretched out next to each other on the bed.
Amber’s fingers teased over my tummy inching their way towards my breasts. I put my arms around her pulling her in close for a passionate kiss. I kissed her softly, sliding my tongue over her lips. Amber’s tongue protruded into my mouth, swirling softly. She knew how much I liked having her do that. It turned me on high and fast.
Amber’s hands squeezed and massaged my breasts, my nipples begging to be sucked hard. Amber teased me till she had my ass squirming against the soft sheets. Amber’s teeth grated across my erect nipples, torturing them. I lightly gritted my teeth as she worked them with her mouth. My nipples were still sensitive from last night. Matt was also a breast and nipple lover. I had a small orgasm, enough to make my body totally relax.
I rolled Amber onto her back, kissing her tummy, inching lower. I hooked my fingers in her panties and pulled them down exposing her pubic area. My lips kissed the soft blonde hair covering the mound of her pussy. Amber put her hands on my head pushing me lower. I pushed her panties down her legs and off. Amber spread her legs, keeping them flat on the bed. I kissed her pussy, projecting my tongue into her hot slit. I flicked at her clitoris just a time or two, teasing her. She was moaning softly, long deep moans. I took my time, teasing the folds of her pussy till her juices were flowing. Amber’s hands clenched mine. I sensed by her grip just where she was at, building her orgasm slowly. I slithered my tongue insider her pussy as far as I could, slowly swirling it against the moist walls. Amber’s mouth was gaped open, her ass just off the sheets when she came. Her orgasm was incredible, lasting for quite a few minutes. Her body convulsed constantly till her pleasure gradually subsided.
I pulled my mouth from her pussy, kissing it tenderly. Amber’s eyes opened slowly, a big smile formed on her face. Her orgasms were always more intense with another girl than with any of the guys she worked with in the porn videos. I didn’t try to figure out why. As long as she got off, that was the important thing.
“That was fantastic!” Amber whispered. “Now, I want to do you.”
Amber went to her bedroom coming back with a long, slender vibrator. It was a gaudy, bright blue. Amber twisted the end, making it hum. She turned it back down till it was barely audible.
“Turn over on your tummy and put a pillow under you.” Amber requested.
I did as she asked. Amber put the tip of the vibrator in her mouth, lubricating it with her saliva. I relaxed and closed my eyes. Amber spread the folds of my pussy, sliding the tapered end of the vibrator inside me. I felt the slight tingle of the vibrator’s motor. Amber worked the vibrator in and out of my pussy till she had it deep inside me. Her fingers twisted the knob accelerating the vibration. I gripped the sheets tight while Amber twisted the vibrator side to side. I was moaning, my face against the sheets. My ass was bucking as my orgasm started its climb upward. I lifted my head up as I came hard and long.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhha.aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh” I moaned, my head forced backwards.
The orgasm shook my body, my legs tensing and flexing. Amber plunged the vibrator in and out of me at a frantic pace till I collapsed. I felt my strength completely zapped from my already tired body. The last thing I remember was Amber sliding the vibrator out of me and covering me with the sheet. She held me in her arms, till I drifted off to sleep.
It was almost 9:00am when I woke up the next morning. Amber was down in the kitchen. I could smell bacon and coffee. I wasn’t really hungry, just needing a cigarette to get me going. I slipped on my robe and descended the stairs to the livingroom. My cigarettes and lighter were on the end table where I’d left them last evening. Amber and I sat at the diningroom table, drinking coffee and eating bacon sandwiches.
“First thing I need to do is get myself a damn car!” I remarked. “Guess I’ll buy that Eldorado we looked at the other day.”
Amber and I got showered and dressed, leaving the apartment around 11:00. By 1:00pm, I’d bought the Eldorado, paying cash for it. I didn’t look back at my old Firebird or the puddle of oil forming underneath it. We headed downtown to the courthouse. Amber filled out an application for her bartender’s license. An hour or so later, Amber had her license and we were headed towards J.R.’s.
Barbara was the only one at the club. Two beer trucks were parked at the back service entrance. The club was quiet except for the deliverymen talking with Barb. Amber and I ascended the winding stairs to the overhead loft. I sat behind the desk for the first time, swiveling the leather office chair side to side.
“Well it fits.” I commented. “Think I’d prefer a cloth chair over the leather though.”
I dialed Scott’s cell phone number but didn’t get an answer. I left a message for him to call me as soon as he had time. Amber and I looked over the nightclub, picking up little things we wanted to change. I booted up the laptop and noted the additions to our already, lengthy list. Amber was smiling about something. I think it was the idea of working behind the bar rather than dancing on-stage.
Barbara came up to the loft to join us. She handed me the delivery invoices. I looked them over carefully making sure everything was in order. With the quantity of beer that passed through the club each week, it would be easy to get overcharged. I’d have to come up with some sort of system to make sure we got what we paid for.
“How’s Jack?” I asked.
“He’s feeling much better today.” Barbara replied. “He’s still far from healthy.”
I asked Barbara to sit down so we could discuss the purchase of the club. I told her I wanted to get an independent appraiser to give me a fair evaluation of everything. Surprisingly, she offered to pay half the cost for the appraisal. I mentioned some of the changes I wanted to make along with the repairs and improvements to the club. Barbara was in total agreement that the club needed alot of attention. I felt like I had the upper hand on the purchase, it’s what I wanted.
Scott finally called me on my cell phone. He thought there was a problem with the video production company we were forming. I told him about buying J.R.’s. He thought I was kidding at first till I asked him about getting an appraiser. He quickly realized I was serious. Scott suggested we meet at his home, inviting Amber and I for dinner. We agreed to meet later that evening, around 6:30. It would be quite a bit easier to talk in person than over cell phones, especially with the club starting to open.
Amber and I arrived at Scott and Melissa’s a little early. Scott escorted us into the livingroom and offered us a drink. He introduced Amber to Melissa. The two of them hit it off immediately when Melissa mentioned seeing several of Amber’s movies. Scott and I had our own conversation going about my purchasing J.R.’s. He was apprehensive about me taking on the added responsibilities.
“How the hell are you going to manage your time?” Scott asked. “Getting the video production company up and running is going to be a full time job.”
