A Manager Walked In

“GIRLS!” The voice was raspy, high pitched and strained with age. “We don’t pay you to fraternize in private.” Corrina fought to suppress the rage of her fooling around being interrupted. She was hungering for more, her corruption already having her now depraved enough to do something she swore she never would when she started here.

“Well…”

The edge of expected obedience cut through to Skye as she scrambled up, quickly grabbing a light scarf before scampering out on the floor in her heels. Her thoughts stuck on all the sexual ideas that had seemingly surfaced out of nowhere and begun swimming in her mind. Biting her lip she had a feeling it was going to be a long night.

Corrina looked Alice up and down, the woman was a relic of when the club had first opened. Stories circulated about how long she worked here, how she was the owner’s wife, how she became the owner’s wife. She managed the strippers at the club, kept them in line, making life hell for those not worth keeping.

When not chasing the girls away from her adult children, or cussing them out arbitrarily she could often be found hanging off the end of the bar, a hawkish gaze seeking to extort every employee she could catch stepping out of order.

Word was she even demanded a cut back when the girls used to charge for the odd sex act. But that was before some tighter scrutiny almost closed the club. The local city councillor saw it as an obstruction to gentrification.

Corrina couldn’t help but smile at the thought of unleashing the old crow and reminding Alice of the whore she had been.

“CORRINA.” The shrill voice beckoned Corrina back to the withered woman, her wrinkled skin ruined by decades of cigarette smoke wafting about her, gravities long war of attrition having dragged her features as dye replace faded colour.

Corrina tilted her head trying to imagine what the angry older woman would look like on her knees sucking a cock.

Alice paused for a moment, something seemed off. Looking Corrina up and down however she couldn’t place it, had she known the girls and cared more the corrupted changes might have crossed her mind. Instead just a scowl crossed her face as her mind struggled to grasp what was bothering her.

“Get out of my sight, I don’t recall how long its been since I saw you on the floor.” Alice remarked before turning and walking away, her own thoughts growing heavy with envy at the youthful beauties in the club, an odd arousal stirring in her.

Grinning Corrina stood up, she suddenly felt more brazen about being seen with her new enhancements by the staff who knew her. The old her.

Standing up she admired her perfect curves in the mirror, all while thinking about how best to proceed with corrupting this den of depravity.