In Dick's strip club, out in the farther edges of the city, Cole was sat in an old dingy office, with a brunette dressed as Tinkerbell bouncing in his lap. Linda was impaling herself on the Englishman's cock, her enhanced breasts rubbing him in the face as she rode him.
"Oh! Yes! Your cock feels so fucking good!" Linda called out. She didn't care who heard her, that's what Cole liked about the slut. A woman after his own heart, preferring to live in the moment.
Looking in the mirror, Cole could see tattooed on her back was a lightning bolt. Didn't take a genius to figure it must be from her husband Zeus. Maybe he could show up that geezer by getting his own mark on her? He'd have to work out what that was first...
The door opened, and a rather nervous looking Dick entered the office. He was used to seeing LinLin and Cole get at it in here, par for the course running a strip joint like this. Truth be told, this line of business wasn't made for Dick. He liked having his small bar with a few regulars. But times were tough with Zeus Corp in town, and when Cole came knocking with renovation ideas, it was hard to say no.
But he should've said no then. And the time after that. And the time after that.
"What's wrong Dick?" Cole asked, his hands gripping Lindas ass, "You look like a right muppet just standing there." Linda suddenly started to quiver, and he felt her pussy tighten on his cock. He loved it when she came while riding him, can't fake that. Scientifically proven.
Dick slicked back his hair. "Got a call from your friend, Cole. Said they were looking for..." he couldn't even finish his sentence.
"Spit it out guv, haven't got all day."
"Her. They were looking for her," Dick said, pointing at Linda. She turned her head back towards him, still softly riding on Cole's lap. "Umm, who is it?" Linda panted.
"Business associates, LinLin," Dick said. He couldn't look her in the eye while she was fucking Cole like this. Dick really wished Cole didn't mix with the staff like this, it could only create tension in the workplace. Especially LinLin, who seemed to be a crowd favourite.
He continued, "They say you might have an idea of where your son might be. And a stone he has."
Linda closed her eyes and moaned. Cole's cock really hit her in the right spots at this angle, brushing perfectly against her clit everytime she sat down on him. She had made the silly point when she came in about him wearing a condom, but he made such a good point about how it feel so much better without one. It seemed all the smart guys like him have the biggest cocks, LinLin was just so lucky she worked with him!
Was Dick saying something about a stone? Why did that ring a bell?
"How come your so worked up about it mate?" Cole asked his business partner nonchalantly, playfully tugging on one of LinLin's nipples.
"You know we haven't paid them our dues, Cole," Dick started to pace back and forth, "they've been calling every night. Where's the money Dick? Business good Dick? We know where you live Dick." The man was sweating from every pore in his body. A faint roar could be heard as a dozen men cheered for Diamomd doing her famous upside down deepthroat trick on stage.
"Guv, I'm going to have a heart attack just looking at ya," Cole motioned for LinLin to stand up by tapping her ass gently. As the head of his cock left her, Linda gasped in pleasure once again. She adjusted the neckline of her costume, putting her boobs back in and looking like a rather disheveled fairy once again.
"Listen, Dick," Cole calmly said, "there's no need to panic. LinLin here will do everything she can to 'elp, she's a good gurl ain't you LinLin? You want to help Dick here."
Cole was right, of course she wanted to help this sweet man. After all, he hired her for the job of her lifetime. Didn't he?
LinLin moved over to Dick, gently massaging his arms to try and calm him down. Hmm, he still looks a bit nervous, LinLin thought. "I like, really do what to help you, sir" she whispered, slowly sinking to her knees.
"Oh... LinLin. There's no need to..."
Dick was stopped as the stripper pulled out his cock and started to stroke it. This was wrong. But it was helping. And Linda knew exactly what would help even more! Him and Cole were so nice, they deserved to know about it!
"If you're looking for a stone sir," Linda said, "I have a magic one in the dressing room. It could help you too!" She smiled widely. Dick looked slightly confused, but Cole sprang straight up in his seat.
"Did you say magic, LinLin?" he asked.
"Uh huh," Linda nodded, "But, like, it's kind of a secret." She brought her voice down to a whisper, "my husband can't know." She continued stroking Dick with her hand. He wasn't nearly as big a Cole, but the way he was squirming was so adorable. Linda wondered how much he would cum, and what it would be like if he did in her mouth.
"Well Dick," Cole smirked, "Looks like you can call our inquisitive pals back. We've got good news."
