Yes, and hope he likes your pitch

You walk into an office choked with cigar smoke and see an old overweight Italian man wearing a button down with a huge collar and a gold chain around his neck puffing a cigar. He smiles at you and stands up holding his hand out. It is thick and has several rings on it. You take it and he motions for you to sit and dismisses the bouncer who closes the door. Sal DelVeccio puts the cigar down on an ash tray and picks up a glass of brown liquor taking a sip. "I recognize you, your Johnny's nephew right? Mark?"

You smile and say "That's me, nice to meet you in person for the first time Sal." Your uncle Johnny had run in the same circle as Sal for many years before settling down and moving to the suburbs.

"Yeah, you were going out with that bombshell little rich girl, the politicians daughter, what was her name?" He continued.

"Lexi, she is my wife now actually."

"Right right, congratulations by the way she is a catch. Wish I could have gotten a girl like her in this place. So you married into money, that must be why my people say you are looking to buy this place off me. I was skeptical you know, Johnny was always a moocher, never even had money for the bus, so I was wondering how a guy like you could have that kind of dough. Won't Daddy dearest be worried about his image if his son in law buys a strip club? You planning on turning it into a brewery or coffee shop or some other hipster nonsense?"

You laugh and say "Nope, I want to keep it a strip club. And don't worry about my father in law I can handle him. I think this place is a community staple and I would hate to see it shut down, people keep talking about how you are trying to get out of the game, Sal. And you are well beyond retirement age why are you still here?"

You feel inside your jacket pocket hoping the gun would be there, but it is nowhere to be found. You start to get nervous as you know you really only have enough cash to buy this place at a reduced price, and that will only be possible if you can use the gun on someone.

"Well there have been some... complications to my retirement plans. But I am curious what your number is." You write the number, the highest number you can spare at this time, even knowing it is only about 2/3rds of what just the land the building sat on was worth.

Sal picks up the paper and looks at the number letting out a big belly laugh. "Oh man you got balls kid, I like you. The answer is no." You get up to walk up but he continues. "Oh its not because of the number, I would sell it to you for half that in a hearbeat. The problem is I can't sell."

Interested you lean forward and say "Why not?" The floodgates opened at this point, it seems like Sal was just waiting for someone to tell the story to.

"Well a couple of years ago, maybe 10 ish? I got this new girl working her. Name was Crystal, no seriously that was her real name. She was born to be a stripper, natural auburn hair that flowed down to her waist, beautiful blue eyes, huge perky tits, they were real too. She had the perfect hourglass body. She was smart too, made her stripper name Crystal also, that way when guys asked what her real name was she could make something up. Anyway I have fucked more than a few strippers in my time but none fucked like Crystal. I was infatuated, told her I wanted to date her. Said I would leave the club, she said it wasn't necessary. We dated less than a year before getting married. Things were great for a while but then this new woman shows up in town, dyke name Carla. Says she used to strip in another state and is looking to buy a club. I turned her down but Stevie Burks sold his place to her. She starts Ladybee's and begins ingratiating herself with the local strippers, promises higher pay and better working conditions. She starts talking to Crystal, I guess she was flirting with her and convincing her that she was a dyke too. Suddenly Crystal leaves me for this broad and I am left without her. But if it was just that it would be fine."

He takes another sip of bourbon and puff from the cigar.

"You see I had started letting Crystal into the business, we were 50/50 partners, except we had to write something in if we didn't agree so we said that the employees would designate a mediator. So Crystal leaves and I am dejected, I want to sell this place and have a buyer and everything. Crystal says no I can't sell so we need a mediator and the fucking strippers in this place designate Carla. Half those bitches left for Ladybee's the next week and I am outvoted two to three. I can't sell, I cant make major improvements, I wanted to redo the whole place two years ago and they said no. They want to run me into the ground. So honestly I would sell this place for two pennies if I could but I can't"

You sit in silence for a few moments before getting up and going to the liquor cart, and pouring yourself a glass of bourbon. Then you sit down, it was clear what the gun wanted you to do. "How much would you give me this place for if I could get Crystal back for you?"

"Oh buddy I would give you any price you wanted."

At that moment the door flew open and a latina stripper walked in. She was hot, clearly the hottest girl you had seen in the club that night.

"What do you want Lucia?" Sal said seemeing extremely tired.

"Why the fuck am I working three weeknights this week! I am the best girl you got and I am only working on Sunday this weekend! This is bullshit Sal"

"Alright Lucia, its fine but I can't keep giving you the best shifts, the other girls are already bitching."

"Fuck those whores, you know I am the best girl in this place give me what I want or I leave!"

"And go where? Those two other clubs already decided they didn't want to put up with your shit. I tell you what, do this week and don't complain and next week I will give you Friday and Saturday. Ok?"

Lucia just snorted and said "Fine." Before storming off.

"You sure you still want this place?" Sal says while laughing. "Well it was good to see you Mark, and hey if I ever get out of this purgatory I will give you a call if you are still interested."

You shake his hand and go out onto the floor, looking at the girls and making a mental inventory for when you take over this place. You also form a plan. After a few more drinks and a chat with Vera (the bartender) you have figured out the lay of the land. Pretty much all the girls dancing here are here because they aren't hot enough for the other two clubs or because they have such an attitude problem the clubs won't take them. Ladybees gets most of the hottest girls, because of their strict policies on touching and what you can say to a stripper. Vera says most of their customer base tends to be bachelor parties who have never been to a strip club before and their regulars tend to be total simps. Show N' Tail tends to get some hotter girls too but they were much bigger sluts, as there is more leeway with what they let customers get away with. Glitter is the bottom of the barrell but pretty much every girl there lets guys do more than is strictly allowed, they also have the highest number of girls getting popped for giving blowjobs in the champagne room. Sal doesn't take any cut of what the girls make from extras so he has plausible deniablilty if they get caught.

Eventually you close out your tab and head home for the night. Parking your car you walk right into your bedroom and up to your sexy wife, your cock hard from looking at strippers all night. Even if none of them looked nearly as hot as Lexi you still got turned on enough that you push her down and slip right into her, her pussy was dripping wet as you push slowly until you are balls deep inside her.

"How did it go? Did your business inquiry work out?" She asks between moans.

"Sort of, I am working on it. Mostly I just got drunk and looked at naked sluts." You start pumping harder, both of you seem to understand it won't last long

"It would be hot if you owned a strip club, I mean think about all the girls you could fuck."

"You are such a fucking whore you know that." You are slamming your hips into hers now. "I am going to fuck them all, now cum on my cock like a little slut."

Lexi breaks into a more subdued orgasm than before but here body still shakes in pleasure as you unload inside her, emptying your balls into her greedy cunt. The two of you collapse next to each other, spent from a day of fucking and looking forward to tomorrow. You had come up with a plan, now it is time to execute it.