Cleaning things up...

Pulling my attention away from the lewd trio I looked at the frozen crowd that had gathered around them. It was getting pretty crowded. It was probably time for me to end this. There were two burley looking security guards reaching for the trio. There was a lone female guard standing a short distance away, a radio up to her mouth. She was an older blonde woman wearing the standard uniform of the club security of a blue suit jacket over a white dress shirt and matching tie. Her lower half was a in a khaki skirt, the two men with her had khaki trousers. black flats completed her look.

I walked up to her looked her up and down. She was pretty but I imagine her be a bit of bitch to work security at this place. I pulled her skirt down, to reveal a pair of tiger print panties. I had a good laugh before I jerked them south too, her snatch was hair covered and bit messy. Her tie was a clip-on, I clipped it off and tossed it aside before opening her shirt, she had a simple white bra underneath. I then tucked her bra cups under her breasts. They were a nice size and capped with pink nipples. I couldn't help but to give each of them a kiss.

With the security guard lady exposed I pulled Cindy free from Topher's shit covered cock. I stripped her naked. Cindy looked pretty good naked and I had to admit that Topher had been a lucky shit back in high school. I almost was going to kiss her but then I saw the shit on her lips. I laughed and shook my head. I dropped Cindy on her knees and moved her face against security lady's pussy. I moved her hands to be clutching the older woman's bare ass.

I removed Topher's hand from Helen Astor's ass and then stuffed it his mouth. His other hand was moved be reaching behind him with his fingers pushed in his own ass. For Helen Astor, I looked around and found an orange and stuffed it deep into her ass to the point where the piece front wasn't showing anymore.

With the scene reset I stepped back and re-started time.

The security guard lady screamed and back away from Cindy but fell since her skirt and and panties were around her ankles. Cindy looked around before she started to dry heave, when she looked down she say that she stark naked and and screamed. Topher was coughing and gagging, he didn't know what to do with his hands and started to cry seeing people laughing and pointing at him. Helen screamed out in half pain and ecstasy, reaching back for her ass before she passed out with her ass in the air.

I was beside myself laughing just as the trio is surrounded by hordes of security guards. Helen was carried away face down, her ass exposed to all the club members. Topher and Cindy were led away roughly by other guards.

"Well my job is done here," I say brushing my palms together and walking from the scene. I was feeling a bit thirsty and headed towards the bar.

I entered the bar and felt a bit under dressed in my jeans and t-shirts. All the men either were in suit jackets or polo shirts and trousers. The women were in tennis skirts, sun dresses and colorful skirts suits. The wait staff were in bistro style uniforms of a black vests, black trousers or skirts over white shirts with bowties.

I got some stares but fuck them. I made my way to bar. I was greeted by a cute bartender. She was a thick girl, reminded me of softball player. She was a dirty blonde with sun-brown skin and nice blue eyes. "What's up bud, what could I get for you?" she asked with a smile.

"Could I get a jack and coke?" I asked.

She smiled and asked, "Could I get an ID?"

I fumbled a bit, I was only twenty and more so I actually didn't have my ID on me. "Do I need one?"

The blonde smile, her smile as cute. "Nah...none of these cunts have one either," she gestured at the other young people around her bar. "I'm Polly," she said as she prepared my drink.

"Hey Polly, I'm Wesley," I greeted. I she prepared my drink I couldn't help but stare at her breasts her vest and white button up did little to hide their shape.

"Love your style Wesley," Polly said placing the tumbler of my drink in front of me and gesturing at my t-shirt. "Stands you apart from everyone else."

"Not really a member," I say as I take a sip of my drink. It was perfect.

"Oh nice, you're looking better and better," Polly said giving me a nice smile.

I was about to ask her something when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to see a stern looking brunette. She was older, like grandmother age. She was dressed in tailored-skirt suit. Her legs in dark hose and she stood on black high heels. She had a gold name plate pin to her suit jacket. I didn't need to read the name plate to know that I was face to face Louise Davis, the club president. She had personality turned my mom away from the club. As she did the moms stood behind her and laughed. Behind Mrs. Davis were two guards, one male and the other a heavy-set Asian woman.

"Who are you and where is your club ID?" Louise asked. She crossed her arms and looked at me with smug smile. "I probably don't have one, since you're not a member."

I stopped time.