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Thread: You're My Father? (nothingbutporcelain and Quietman)

Callie looked really nervous as she waited for her boss to tell her if she could either stay or go. She was shocked when he said she could either go back to working the booth or take the rest of the night off if she wanted to. She told him she would be taking the night off and smiled widely as she ran out of the room. She wasn't even bothering to hide how excited she was about getting off for the night. Really she'd been planning on leaving even if her boss didn't say it was okay but it was a lot better that she had her boss' permission to leave. Now she knew she wouldn't get fired. She was walking out of the club when the bouncer stopped her and gave her the note that John gave him. She had been planning on going out and trying to find him but this would make it a lot easier. She thanked the bouncer and went outside to read the note. She immediately headed down the street to the diner John said he would be at. She was still wearing her sexy stripper outfit since she hadn't felt like changing. She had on the purple animal printed bra and panties with a tiny black skirt and a white see-through tank top over her bra. And of course she had her 'fuck me' heels on. She walked into the diner and immediately all the eyes turned to her. The guys were all licking her lips and wanting to say something to her but of course most of them were too scared to. She smiled when she saw John sitting at a booth eating a hamburger. She walked up to him and took a seat across from him. There you are. Sorry it took so long. I had to uh..take care of something. She didn't want to admit to John that the reason she took so long was because she just finished sucking her boss' cock. She had a feeling that might not make him like her very much. I was worried you already left. I'm really glad you're still here.. She said, smiling at him. I'm Callie by the way. You don't need to call me Candy. I like you so you can know my real name.. She said, giggling softly. You were pretty naughty back at the club, definitely my boldest client ever. I liked it. Luckily I still have my job.
Thread: You're My Father? (nothingbutporcelain and Quietman)

Sitting in the booth alone Big John chewed the hamburger and washed it down with the coffee ... patiently awaiting the girl ... hoping that she did get his message. Just when he was about to give up he heard the guy in the booth across the aisle swear under his breath and give a soft whistle. Turning to look in his direction John saw the look on the guys face and knew there was only two things that brought an expression like that to a man's face .... tits and ass. Looking over his shoulder he saw Candy walking his way ... damn she still had the same outfit on as she did when she took the stage ... no wonder the poor guy sitting there was having a hard time of it .... John grinned as she sat down across from him in the booth. He felt good when she told him her real name was Callie ... it pleased him to know she already trusted him enough to reveal that to him. He turned just a little red when she chided him about his bad behavior back at the club. He stammered out his apologies and told her his name was John and he did not know what got into him ... he was really not that kind of guy. He told her he was glad she did not lose her job and swore it would never happen again. looking across the table at her he had a strong feeling of fatherly concern come over him. She is no more than a girl he thought to himself She doesn't belong in a place like that ... she should be in college or something ... not dancing nude for strangers .... I wonder what kind of story she has to tell He knew he was not her father, but he could not help but feel as though she needed someone to protect her from the world outside. He wondered where her real father was and how she came to be a dancer .... well, there was only one way to find out and that was to ask ... all she could do was tell him to fuck off and mind his own business ... somehow John got the feeling she would not ... he felt like they had a connection. So, Callie tell me your story were you born around here ... uhh ... how did you come to being here ... you know? ...uhhh .. stripping for a living? ... Jesus he knew that sounded lame the minute it came out of his mouth .... oh well, maybe she won't laugh in my face he thought as he sat back and waited for her reply..
Thread: You're My Father? (nothingbutporcelain and Quietman)

Callie smiled widely at John as she sat across from him in the booth. Really she would prefer to be sitting right next to him but maybe she would move once they talked a little more. She still wanted him badly but she wasn't going to start kissing him the second she told him her name. They needed to get to know each other more. Maybe they wouldn't even have sex tonight. Earlier in the club she'd been dying to feel him inside of her. She still wanted him badly but it was a little bit easier for her to control herself since she wasn't staring at his cock right now. If he were to suddenly pull his cock out of his pants she wouldn't be able to help herself. She'd have to put her mouth on him or something. But luckily she knew he wasn't going to pull his cock out in the middle of a diner. It was okay for him to do that at the strip club. That made sense but it would be weird here. She was happy that he finally told her his name. She kept thinking about him as that guy who was really hot but now she could put a name to the face. She felt better now that he knew her real name. She really liked him and it would have been weird if he kept calling her Candy. She wouldn't like it at all. This way he would say her real name every time he talked to her and she wouldn't feel like he was talking to someone else. She wondered if he really meant it when he said that would never happen again. She hoped he wouldn't come in the club and pull his cock out again but she also hoped that didn't mean he would never let her see his cock again. That would be so sad. She knew she might not get to do anything with him tonight but she hoped one day she would get to. He was so hot. They obviously wanted each other badly. The chemistry between them was undeniable. She was shocked that they weren't kissing right now. She was shocked when he asked her what her story was and how she started stripping. Her tan face immediately turned pale. This was the last thing she expected him to ask her. She thought he would be suggesting that they get out of here and find a motel room. She didn't think he actually wanted to hear about her life. Maybe she was wrong about him. I..I don't really like talking about my story. I..I didn't have a very nice childhood.. She bit her lip nervously. It was shocking that she was saying this much. She wasn't normally this open with men she barely knew but there was something special about John. He made her want to talk. Basically I had to start stripping. My mother's dead and my father's in prison. I needed a way to make money and I've always loved sex. Stripping just seemed like the natural thing to do. She would share more details with him once she got to know him more. For now that was all she planned on saying about her past.
Thread: You're My Father? (nothingbutporcelain and Quietman)

John liked the easy way she talked and how the smile was quick to spread across her beautiful face. He also quickly picked up on her hesitance to talk about her past .. only briefly explaining her moms death and her dad being locked up in prison ... Poor kid ... she didn't have anyone to turn to Big John realized as she sat looking down at her lap. She was very beautiful and would almost be angelic without the garish eyeliner and the slut suit she had on ... but she made a good slut too ... he could not help but think as his eyes dropped down to her large boobs showing through the see through she has on. Damn it ... get your eyes back up on her face you ol' pervert he said to himself in reprimand. Quickly looking up he looked straight into her beautiful blue eyes and knew he had been caught again ... shit' .. he swore under his breath. There goes the good guy image and he had only just got it rolling too .... he grinned at her and to his surprise she returned it. That's good ... he thought his asking about her past might have caused her to clam up and grow depressed, but the smile on her face and the twinkle in her eyes reassured him it was not so ... he decided then that he really liked her ... not just for her body either ... he liked the way she carried herself. He liked the way she stayed positive and not whining over her misfortunes like most girls her age would do .... most girls would have taken this opportunity to go off on some poor me story ... not Callie though ... and although he really wanted to hear her story he was actually glad she remained quiet ... he would get it out of her later ... and he knew there would be a later ... for some reason he felt a bond with her and no matter what it took he was going to make sure there was a later. He took the following silence as an opportunity to tell her a little about himself .. thinking it would ease some of the awkwardness of that moment ... he told her how he was married and had been for seven years ... but things were a little rocky right now ... citing differences and a feeling of drifting apart as the cause .... in fact, he told her that is how he had came to be in the strip club that night ... he told her of the fight he and Peggy had and how he had walked out for some fresh air ... he told Callie how he had been walking aimlessly and looked up to realize he was downtown and miles from home not knowing how he had gotten there ... that's how hard he had been thinking on the problems ... he told her he really didn't know what he was going to do about it ... but one thing he knew the fight tonight had been worth it ... because if it had never happened he would never had met her .... this last revelation had brought heat to his cheeks and he knew he was blushing .... Damn it .... 41 years old and blushing like a schoolboy ..... give me a fucking break here .... she really thinks I am lame now he thought and now it was his turn to look down at his lap in silence.
Thread: You're My Father? (nothingbutporcelain and Quietman)

Callie couldn't believe that she was actually able to tell John some things about her past without tearing up. Of course she didn't go into detail so that helped to keep her from getting really upset. When she gave him the brief story she didn't really need to think much about what happened. It was just easier to tell him that her mother was dead and her father was in prison. She didn't tell him that the reason her father was in prison was because he murdered her mother since he wanted to be with her instead of her older mother who wasn't as good looking as Callie. Just thinking about it now was making her upset. She needed to push those terrible thoughts to the back of her mind and think about good things. John was sitting in front of her and being so sweet. All she had to do was look up at him and she felt better. She knew everything would be okay as long as she was with him. For some reason he made her feel safe. She wanted to spend the whole night with him but she doubted that would be possible. He probably had places to go. She was already keeping him so late. She wasn't all that shocked when she caught John staring at her breasts again. He was a man so she understood why he liked looking at them. It really didn't bother her at all. In fact she was glad that he liked them so much. She would have loved to feel his hands all over him but she knew that wasn't going to happen and she wasn't going to ask him for that. She loved sitting here talking to him and she didn't want to ruin things by suggesting they get out of here and go somewhere more private. They were probably both thinking about how good it would feel to have him inside of her but at least they were controlling themselves for now. She just wasn't sure how long this would last. Once Callie wanted a guy it was hard for her to stay away from him until she finally had him. She listened closely as he told her about his marriage to his wife and how things were rocky with her. She should have known that he would be married. Most of the men who came to her shows were married. Why did she think that he might be single? Here she was thinking he might be interested in her but now she knew he wasn't. If anything he would just want sex from her, nothing more. He couldn't be looking for a relationship since he was married, not that Callie really wanted one herself. It was just nice to think about a guy actually wanting to take her on dates and not just fuck her all the time. She started smiling so widely when he told her that the fight tonight had been worth it because it allowed him to meet her. She didn't think he sounded lame at all. In fact she thought he was adorable right now. She wanted to kiss him so badly but she held herself back for now. I'm glad you had the fight too. I like you a lot. I feel this connection between us. I really want to get to know you. Do you feel the same way, John? She asked him nervously and then reached out and took his hand, holding it in hers. She was afraid he would jerk his hand away from hers but for some reason she had a feeling he wouldn't.
Thread: Horizontal Advancement(Tyr&NightDagger)

The day started out as any other day would in her world. So much time spent trying to fight her way to the top of the employment chain. It was rather depressing really Crystal had no personal life now. Her last boyfriend had dumped her and she'd been too busy to get a new one. Sighing she woke up at seven on the dot, took a shower and then dressed in a classy business number before hoping into her car and making the 40 minute drive to the marketing office. Now she knew she was attractive at only 25 with a high paying job and not an ounce of silicon on her. She was an elegant 5'9 with legs that seemed to go on for eternity. Her curves were modest at best, lovely almost c-cup breasts and welcoming hips. Crystal was slender as well in shape from a very strict yoga regiment that she did three times a week. Today though she was actually going to get a chance to work for the promotion she'd been after. There was a cooperate meeting that the head of the company was leading. She'd been one of four to be invited, and she was the only female under 30. So she went to her office clocking in on time as usual and began to work on a few last minute marketing reports that she was going to need for reference purposes at the meeting. By the time she was done her secretary called to tell her it was starting in five minutes. Taking a deep breath she made sure her make-up was perfect before making her way into the meeting room and sitting in her usual spot. Of course she had to ignore the glares from the older women in the group most of them were convinced she'd slept her way to the top, which was funny considering her boss was a woman as well. They just didn't seem to want to accept the fact she had a gift. Her boss walked in moments later a stern woman in her 50's by the looks of it, dressed in a harsh black business suit. Is everyone here? she said looking around and nodding. Very good, he's on his way down, remember this is very important for all of you. This is your chance for the promotion, the next step up the corporate ladder. I wish all of you the best of luck. and she sat down just as the other associates walked in followed by the head of the company.
Thread: Horizontal Advancement(Tyr&NightDagger)

The marketing company of Atkins Mathews and Thompson was a prestigious firm known for its highly successful and professional staff. The company only hired the best and the brightest as it paid very well to those that were willing to put up with a very competitive work environment. Robert Atkins was the founding member of the firm, a man in his mid forties tall, with short cut dark hair peppered by gray. The piercing blue eyes looked about the room as he entered in his elegantly tailored suit, a confident smile plastered across his face as he followed the associates. Each had been given the responsibility of presenting a particular established client and what could be done to help them expand their market share. All right folks, lets get to it. As you all know Im Robert Atkins and we have a position to fill for a senior associate, this is the fast track to senior management and all the nice perks that entails. I want your best. John youre first, then Alex, then Tom, and finally Crystal. Each gave a presentation, which then drew a series of direct and pointed questions from him, his look stern as he evaluated each associates ability to respond quickly, intelligently and credibly. Bullshit, half-assed answers, and stupid drivel were quickly pounced on as he ran each of them through the gauntlet. The tone was firm and cold, as he attacked not only their premises, but the facts, and basic core of each ones ideas. Robert hammered away at each of them, giving no ground, demanding that they justify their positions. Not one of these associates was a slouch, and all knew what was at stake, yet he wasnt going to let any of them slide even if one was exceptionally sexier than the others. Crystal caught his attention not only for her amazing looks, but her quick mind and wit. Not a one probably thought they had succeeded after the long confrontational meeting, as Robert stood up. Well, I appreciate your efforts and will take this under advisement. I will let you know of my decision soon. If any of you have any additional questions, or feel you need to discuss something with me, Ill be in my office. Otherwise, this meeting is adjourned. Everyone was quiet for a moment, still trying to get over just how rough he had been on each of them. Not one of the guys had any intentions of taking him up on his offer, only feeling a further discussion would bring additional question on their efforts. Most in fact were looking to get as far from as could, and not make matters worse..
Thread: Horizontal Advancement(Tyr&NightDagger)

Crystal had worked hard on her presentation and by the end of it felt rather downtrodden. Every fact and number she used he'd given her critical assessment on. It left her feeling like she was new to the company and she had a feeling that she wasn't getting the promotion. It was rather heartbreaking but nothing a few shots of vodka and a gallon of ice cream couldn't fix when she got home. Sighing she exited the meeting room running a hand through her loose hair and pulling the hair band off her wrist before tying it back. The secretary gave her a sympathetic look as she walked by. By the time the meeting was over it had been lunch time so after having a salad she looked back on her presentation trying to figure out where her mistakes were. Funny thing was as far as she could tell there were no mistakes, everything she'd presented had supporting fact and all of them were proven. It was maddening she had to know what the problem was with her presentation. Call her egotistical but she'd been certain it was flawless. So gathering up every ounce of courage in her slender frame she walked out of her office and hit the up button on the elevator. His office was in the penthouse, a great big room with tall reflective glass windows. She'd been in there once before, when she'd been hired. A ding told her of the descending elevator and the door slid open. Stepping inside she straighten her blouse and pressed the penthouse floor button after a moment. The doors slid shut and the journey began. Every time it gave a happy little ding her heart jumped in her chest. When finally it slowed and the doors opened she stepped out and came face to face with his secretary. A busty woman that looked like she had more silicon then human flesh. Mr. Atkins said we could come up to his office if we had any questions, can you tell him I'm here please. My name is Crystal. the bleach blonde nodded and pressed the intercom button. Mr. Atkins a Crystal from this morning's meeting wants to speak with you. Are you free?
Thread: Horizontal Advancement(Tyr&NightDagger)

Robert had been viscous on all of them on purpose, if they couldnt take it, they shouldnt be working for him it was just that simple. The best worked him, the rest worked for his competitor and he planned to keep it that way. Robert and the other senior members had no issue paying for the best, but expected complete confidence and loyalty in everyone that worked for them. The expectation was everyone would do whatever it took to get the clients and keep them, anything else was complete failure, and totally unacceptable. Confident in his approach, Robert knew that at least one of them would come up to his office to make a further pitch or try to get an advantage in the promotion process, even if it was to suck up and kiss ass. Truthfully he had little interest in such things, but it did play a role in knowing who would go the furthest to do whatever it took to succeed. The massive office overlooked the city, the view the best that money could buy, and money could buy a lot, as Robert so well knew. The room meant to impress not only his employees but also the critical clients that came to visit it. Where there wasnt floor to ceiling glass, there were bookshelves, pictures frames and art all to give the impression of success. The large desk was right in front of the huge plate glass windows that had an unobstructed view of the city. Chairs, couch, wet bar were only a few of the obvious amenities that the room featured. Robert looking up from a pile of reports when his secretary buzzed him, about Crystal coming to see him. Sure, send her in. He said as he touched the intercom. As he waited for the new associate to make her appearance, he found it interesting that it was her who came up. It was always interesting to see what their logic was, or why they should be promoted or the others. The sexy woman seemed capable or she wouldnt be working here, but what could she offer or do that the others couldnt? The large thick wooden doors, helped keep the room nearly sound proof as they began to open. His secretary wouldnt interrupted him, once someone entered unless it was very important, as she knew he found it rude especially when he was in a meeting, even if it was with subordinate.