CHAPTER 5

* Ford Louis Hendrix *

I stroll into The Lustrous Room, my gaze sweeping the patrons. It’s early, so it’s only about half full, which lets me easily lock eyes onto Samuel and Hannah. They came tonight at my request because after three days of Thalia working as a cleaner, it’s time to start pushing her boundaries a little. She’s not only getting promoted up to the condiment tray, but she’s also going to understand her boss a little bit better tonight. Because what I have planned for her can’t come as a great surprise, so I’m going to start exposing her to the dirty side of Ford Louis Hendrix.

Joining Samuel and Hannah at the circular bar in the middle of the room, I quickly give him a handshake and press a soft kiss to Hannah’s cheek.

Next to The Debauch Room, this would be my favorite spot to fuck. I don’t do any of the BDSM or fetish shit, but I admit it’s interesting and arousing to watch sometimes. Admittedly, I’m not down with some of it, but most of it is erotic, so I like the vibe here.

This room is a smaller replica of Adamaris’s club in Zin. It’s circular with little rooms on the perimeter done all in glass. Some rooms cater to fetishes, BDSM, or various other kink. Others are for members who just want to star in their own personal porn show. The main difference between this Lustrous and the one in Zin is that two of the rooms here offer privacy by long curtains that can be closed along the glass. This is usually done by a couple who comes in together and want to perhaps have a threesome. Their kink is the threesome and not in being watched, so I thought it was a nice touch to add.

“Want a drink?” Samuel asks before he lets the last of his bourbon slide down his throat. I shake my head in the negative as he sits his glass back down. Hannah’s wineglass is empty, but I bet it’s her second as I told her I only had limited time at seven, so I know she’s ready to go.

It just so happens that seven is when Thalia will come on duty. My cryptic text to her should have her showing up in this room in the next five minutes or so. All I texted her was, New duties tonight. Find me when you get here.

I’ve not seen her much the last two nights as she was able to work on her own and any more “training” by me would probably be considered stalking. So she worked, and I ignored her for the most part.

But not tonight.

“So what’s your pleasure?” Hannah asks in a husky voice as she steps into the front of my body. Samuel comes up behind his wife and presses in tight, grinding his dick against her ass. I think it’s a subtle suggestion I fuck her pussy while her husband gets her ass.

I smile at her, but then lift my eyes to Samuel to get his permission. “I’d just love Hannah’s beautiful mouth on my cock tonight. I don’t have a lot of time to play.”

“I still think I’ll take your ass, love,” Samuel whispers in Hannah’s ear. She shudders because that woman loves ass play.

“Then let’s get to it,” she murmurs as she takes my hand to lead me over to a low, black bench covered in buttoned vinyl. It sits directly in front of the glass room that houses the stocks, which are currently in use by two men. One has his neck and arms firmly enclosed in the hinged, swinging board while he’s sucking his partner’s cock. I’ve learned over the last year that Hannah loves watching two men together, so it’s no surprise she decided to set up shop in front of this room. I know she’d love for Samuel and me to get physical with each other during our threesomes, but that’s not my thing. Nothing against it, just not my cup of tea.

Because time is of the essence, Samuel takes control of getting his wife ready. While feathering kisses along her neck, he removes her dress, bra, and panties while leaving on her high-heeled shoes. My dick doesn’t start to get hard until Hannah crawls onto the bench. With a sultry look, she crooks her finger at me to step closer. I do as requested. Coming to her knees, she starts to work at my belt and zipper. While I don’t pay close attention to him, I can see Samuel moving behind her with a bottle of lube in his palm.

Hannah makes short work of pul

ling my cock free and with a few hard strokes of her hand, I’m ready to go. My eyes stay glued on her mouth as she takes me inside it, and I can’t help the groan that rumbles out of me when the head of my cock slips into her throat. She hums in appreciation, and I feel that sensation straight through to my balls.

Hannah bobs up and down on me for a few moments, but then her entire body jerks forward and my gaze rises to see Samuel behind her with his dick against her ass. He rotates his hips and gently works himself into her before he sets up a leisurely pace as he is never in any hurry to get off. Because he always wants his wife to get off first, his fingers go between her legs and she makes more moaning and groaning sounds that feel amazing on my cock as she sucks me slowly but very deeply. She is a fucking master at blowing a guy.

My hands come up to cradle Helena’s face so I can hold her in place. Because she has no problems with taking me deep, I take over and start to thrust, going faster than the pace she set. Hannah breathes in through her nose to ensure she has adequate oxygen, but I know this isn’t completely comfortable for her as her eyes start leaking tears. Had this been the first time I’ve been down her throat, I would be worried, but this is normal for her.

I can feel my orgasm starting to tingle as Hannah brings a hand up to roll my balls. My head falls back with a deep groan and when I let it fall forward again, my gaze catches Thalia standing in the doorway. She doesn’t see me looking at her as her own gaze is riveted to where Samuel is plowing his wife’s ass. But then Thalia’s gaze slides slowly along Hannah’s body to where she’s enthusiastically sucking my dick.

My orgasm starts to burn hotter and as I dig my fingers into the side of Hannah’s head, I fuck her mouth faster. I keep my eyes locked on Thalia, and she finally dares to look at me.

My breath is coming out harshly, but I still manage to give Thalia a wicked smile. She gives me nothing in return except wide eyes and a slightly parted mouth. She never does drop her gaze from mine and I’m guessing it’s because she’s too embarrassed to do so now that I caught her staring.

But I know she wants to.

I can also tell she wants to look more.

I know this because I can see her chest rising and falling, and her cheeks are flushed. She runs her tongue over her lower lip a few times and her hands are clasped together so tightly her knuckles are white. Add onto that, she’s fidgeting by stepping from foot to foot and pressing her legs together slightly. I’d bet my life if I were to stick my hand down the front of her jeans, I would find her soaking wet.

And just the thought of my hand between her legs causes my climax to slam into me. I shove deeper into Hannah’s mouth and shoot my load straight down her throat with a long groan I know Thalia can hear from across the room.

Fuck… that felt good.

Actually, I think that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had with Hannah and I’m honest enough with myself to acknowledge it was because Thalia was watching me do it.

Hannah sucks every bit of me down, then gently licks around the base of my cock while her husband continues to fuck her ass. I pull away from her, gently stroking a thumb across her cheek. Leaning down, I press my lips to her forehead and whisper, “Thank you, Hannah. You are amazing.”

My head turns toward Thalia as I tuck myself back into my pants and refasten my zipper and belt. Thalia has stepped fully into the room, but she is no longer looking my way. Instead, her gaze is roaming around, but I can tell she’s not taking anything in. As I’ve observed over the past few days, she tries her damnedest not to focus on the sex going on around her. It’s not because she’s not interested… because there is not one person who can step foot in this club and not have curiosity overtake them. My best guess is that Thalia wants to look too badly and is perhaps afraid of the way it will affect her, so she tries very hard to remain aloof from it all.

I clasp Samuel on the shoulder for a brief squeeze as he continues to fuck his wife before making my way across the interior of The Lustrous toward Thalia.

Her gaze finally comes to me when I’m but a few feet from her. I glance at my watch, and then back to her. “You’re right on time.”

Thalia merely shrugs. “Well, I take my job seriously.”

“Good to know,” I tell her as I take her by the elbow and lead her out of The Lustrous Room. “I’d hate to have to fire you before you fulfilled your end of the deal to get the rest of the money.”

Thalia stiffens minutely, but she doesn’t say a word. She walks along with me willingly but silently as I take her to my office.

After punching in my security code, I open the door and motion her to walk in before me. I follow her in and shut the door.

“You said I was going to be working a different job tonight?” Thalia asks, her nervousness clear in her tone.

I don’t answer her right away. Walking to the closet, I open the door, reach in, and pull out a condiment tray. Turning to her, I say, “Laura normally works the Luscious Sin Room, but she’s sick tonight. You’re going to need to fill in for her.”

I wait patiently to see what Thalia will do. If I was a betting man, I would think she would balk at the idea. Even though she knows this is an expected job duty, I can tell she’s not the type of woman who is going to be comfortable wearing nothing but a thong and a couple of straps over her breasts.

Instead, she catches me off guard when she asks, “Do you do that often?”

I know exactly what she’s asking, but I play stupid. “What do you mean?”

“Have sex with the club members,” she says almost belligerently. I have to control myself not to laugh over her tone.

“Of course I do,” I admit to her. “Why wouldn’t I?”

Thalia doesn’t seem to have an answer for that, and her gaze drops to the floor.

I provide her a little bit of clarification about the type of man Ford Louis Hendrix is. “Thalia… I like sex. I like it kinky. I also like it in public sometimes. I own a sex club. It’s only natural I would take advantage of what is presented to me since I like those things. Do you think I shouldn’t?”

Thalia’s eyes come back to mine, and she shakes her head. “It’s none of my business what you do. I was just curious. And… I’ve um… noticed that some of the other employees also have sex while they’re on duty.”

I walk over to my desk and set the condiment tray down on it. Leaning back, I sit on the edge and cross my arms over my chest. “I guess I failed to mention to you that any employee here also has an automatic membership.”

“That doesn’t surprise me,” Thalia says quickly. “I guess I was just surprised that employees would take advantage of the membership while they are working.”

Understanding dawns, and I nod my head at her. “If things are super busy, my employees should be doing their duties. But if things are slow and there is an opportunity one of the employees wants to take, I encourage it.”

“You do?”

“Most people who come in here don’t have a lot of confidence in their sexual nature. They come for an experience, perhaps one that will only occur once in their lifetime. Sometimes, they are so nervous they won’t take advantage of what the club has to offer them. In those cases, I encourage my employees to help make those patrons comfortable. I also ask any of my employees who come in while off duty to help facilitate those guests along.”

Thalia’s face turns red, and she practically squeaks, “But you said that would not be required of me.”

I give her a reassuring smile. “It is not a requirement to work here, Thalia. Should you feel the desire to do so, and your duties would not suffer, then you are more than welcome to fuck someone.”

Utter relief fills Thalia’s eyes. At the same time, I have a burning fire in my gut at the thought of Thalia bending over a couch to take some stranger’s dick into her.

Which makes me wonder… is she that type of girl?

“Does any of this offend you?” I ask as I push off the desk and come to stand before her.

She tilts her head back to look up at me. Worrying at her lower lip with her teeth for just a moment, she shakes her head. “Not in the slightest. I’m openminded and I don’t begrudge anyone in this club.”

Hmm. That doesn’t exactly tell me what I want to know.

“Are you interested in that particular employee benefit?” I ask pointedly.

I can’t believe the strength of the disappointment that flows through me when she vehemently shakes her head. “Oh no, I could never do something like that. Not in front of others.”

Yes, that is very discouraging indeed.

I push off my desk and turn to the condiment tray so she cannot see the disappointment on my face. There’s a polite smile there when I turn back to her. “Here you go. Take this in the locker room and get dressed. I’ll wait for you outside so I can explain to you how this works and where you can get the supplies to fill it.”

Thalia doesn’t take the tray from me, only stares at it as if it’s a snake ready to strike at her. I know this is a huge leap to go from wearing clothing that covers from neck to toe to an outfit that’s not going to leave much to the imagination.

I’d like to provide her some reassurance, but I’ve got none to offer. If she is in any way shy, unsure, or has major inhibitions, nothing I say is going to put her at ease.

I will, however, spend the evening walking her through the job, and not for any altruistic reasoning. It’s the first step in getting those pretty legs to open for me. My instinct is that Thalia is turned on by this, and I want to watch that blossom even further.