A New Day, A New You part 9 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 9

... Bethany turns to see me and laughs a little with her girls before reining them in. “No he’s not here to help out and should probably dress himself before we discuss business,” Beth says and now I’m smiling. “I have no clue where it goes anyway but I’ll help and stay shirtless if they help,” I state and a few of the women perk up. My stepsister is shaking her head but she’s got seven volunteers from the women where the men are electing to head home before their shifts. It’s maybe an hour of me shirtless before the delivery arrives and I do most of the heavy lifting bringing the boxes in and opening the ones Beth points out so the girls can restock. Whole thing takes less than an hour and most of the girls are giggling and talking among themselves as I work, I just smile and let them have their fun. Two bars stocked one at either end of the building and a smaller third bar on the second half floor of the VIP area. I get it all done and some of the ladies leave since it’s about noon and lunch time leaving myself, Beth and only three other women. “I can’t believe you actually did all that with no shirt on,” the older blonde says and I chuckle. “I could have done it with no pants too but that would make taking the delivery a little awkward,” I joke and the ladies laugh, even Bethany. “You got dirty again,” Bethany points out and I shrug. “Just get me a wet rag and I’ll wipe off,” I tell her and she hands one to me. “Okay Boss we gotta know, where have you been keeping him,” a ...

... curvy black woman asks. “Oh he’s my brother,” She informs them then corrects,” The other brother, the less famous one.” Bethany wets a cloth in the sink and hands it to me; I did somehow get box dust on me. I start to wipe off as I’m asked questions. “So you’re the other brother, the mystery man,” the black woman asks. “Yes and you are,” I ask to get the name Carla. The blonde woman is Mona, and the third woman is Kayla, a striking bronzed skinned woman with a bit of shyness. I continue cleaning off as the questions abound. “So you came here to discuss business with your sister and ended up shirtless,” Mona asks curious. “Well I was sweaty and needed a shower so she had me shower,” I inform the ladies leaving out the whole sleeping in our underwear. “Yes well that must have been horrible to watch,” Carla jokes and all the women laugh, Kayla a little softer than the others. Bethany pulls me aside to have the women check all bar stock and prepping for tonight and tomorrow being Friday. She’s got her business face on and even heats up the coffee in her microwave drinking one in her loft as I sit down and put my shirt on. “Okay so you wanted something earlier and now I can talk about it,” Beth asks and I nod. “I need to have a little control of your door tomorrow night,” my words immediately gain a negative response on Beth’s face,” It’s only four guys at the most.” “Yeah four assholes that I’m guessing are either going to try to deal drugs in my club or be complete dicks to my ...