This story is chapter two of a story I wrote for Plaidman and he submitted under his own name with me mentioned.
Maria sat in her car taking stock of her day and wondering about her appointment at the club. It was 5 O'clock and she knew she had to make a decision soon. Her stomach was filled with butterflies and had been all day, she felt so alive, so naughty.
The way the club owner had treated her yesterday had thrilled her beyond believe, she was ashamed to realise that she didn't even know his name. Sucking him off in an alley was one thing, it was a totally different matter however to work as a hostess in his sleazy bar.
She had no idea what went on inside such clubs, but she was sure that it was disgusting. This was the crux of Maria's problem she knew she wanted to take her submission further, god it was all she could think about at the moment.
This bar would provide her the anonymity she needed to explore her feelings fully, no one she knew would ever come here. She could work at the bar and pretend she was just another girl trying to make a buck rather than the respectable suburban wife and mother she really was.
She fingered her slut pendant aware that she was trying to talk herself into going through with it. She knew deep down that she would do it, just the thought of that man's cock sent shivers through her cunt.
Stop messing about Maria and get over there for god's sake. Maria's mind was made up she, nosed the car out of the car park and headed across town towards the bar. She wondered about what she was going to wear, surely her business suit would not be acceptable. She would have to worry about that later as she pulled up into the car park that only 24 hours earlier had seen her on her hands and knees sucking that big black cock like a common slut.
She parked up and walked tentatively over to the back door of the club, she knocked and waited, remembering to take her pendant of, she didn't want anyone knowing she was already a slut for someone else.
The intercom spluttered into life.
"Who's there?"
"Its Maria I have an interview for the bar job"
Maria heard a chuckling noise and the buzzer went indicating the door was open. She pushed the door open immediately reeling from the stench of stale beer and cigarettes. The door opened onto a stairway, which she climbed.
"Get in here sweet buns"
The man's voice came from a small dirty office on the landing, Maria entered.
The man who had fucked her the night before was seated behind a desk strewn with paper, empty coffee cups and overflowing ashtrays. Maria's nose wrinkled, the whole building reeked and she was having trouble breathing. There was another man in the office, also black, not as tall as the man who had fucked her but massively built.
"We didn't get a chance for proper introductions last night sweet buns. My names Bart and this is my club, this here is Zack he works the bar"
"Zack this is the white housewife slut I told you about"
Bart's words stung Maria, she felt out of place, as though she had made a huge mistake, her heart was beating fit to burst but she had made her choices and couldn't see a way out at present. Zack was looking her up and down, Maria tried to pull her skirt a little lower, conscious of his eyes on her thighs.
"Now sweet buns before we both interview you we need to see what you look like in the bar uniform."
Bart thrust a small dress into her hands, it was a red Budweiser dress like the promotional girls wore at the car racing. Maria gulped, it looked tiny in her hands. She looked around for somewhere to change.
"You can get changed in here sweet buns"
Maria flinched, she knew that Bart had seen all she had to offer, but she didn't like the thought of Zack getting an eye full as well. Her choices were limited however so she started undoing the buttons on her crisp white blouse exposing her bulging half cup bra.
She moved to the zipper on her skirt, and slowly started peeling it down her thighs half way down she remembered she had no panties on, there seemed little point these days. She hung her head in shame and continued unzipping the navy skirt eventually dropping it to the floor around her ankles.
She stood there in her black stockings and heels, no panties and a black half cup bra. She instinctively covered her hands over her cunt, much to the amusement of the two men.
"Move the hands white slut"
Maria complied, she stood looking at the floor her nipples were throbbing, the leering glances of the two men were having their effect, she could feel her stomach knotting in anticipation of what might occur.
Zack stood and circled Maria taking it all in, he reached out and pinched one of her nipples through her bra, Maria jumped as the tingling pain shot through her sensitive breast. He was behind her now and ran his hand up the inside of her thigh causing her to shiver.
"Open your legs slut" Zack spoke for the first time, his deep voice booming in Maria's ear. His hand reached higher, brushing her cunt lips, Maria shuddered, her pleasure evident.
"She's soaking man, she loves the attention" Bart nodded in agreement.
"Sucks cock like a pro as well"
"I was thinking of using her for the private parties only, she's to good to waste on the riff raff"
"Hmmm, do you think we should try her out at tonight's function"
"Definitely, those guys will love a hot horny white housewife at their beck and call"
"Put the dress on sweet buns"
