Fate then took a hand and my job at the Wine Bar ceased to be and I became unemployed. There were always vacancies for bar staff at the 'Kit Cat Club'...so I applied; I was taken on straight away."Don't I know you?" asked the existing barman on my first night."I've drank in here a few times," I said."Yeah that must be it," he said and went to serve a new customer.She came in at midnight and asked for a glass of champagne."That's on the house," whispered Pete my fellow barman, "she's the boss's. Julie dashed up the porch stairs and left the front door open for him. When he came in loaded down with the blanket, basket and teddy bear, Julie was nowhere to be seen. Tom called her name. He heard a reply from the kitchen. Walking in, Tom stopped short. Julie, naked, was spread out on the table. She had her vibrator, the lube and some condoms from the bedroom on the table beside her. She looked up at him, her eyes imploring him to mount her. Tom dropped his baggage and his shorts in one. Closing her eyes, she parted her lips and moaned softly. My feet drew me closer. She was dressed in a blue T-shirt which swelled gently over her breasts. It barely covered her upper thighs. “I thought that maybe you would…” she started, and then blushed slightly. “I am just as embarrassed as you are.” She smiled and looked at the floor, her fingertips toying with a stray lock of hair. “The point is that I …need some help,” she said. “What can I do for you?” “My cat tripped me while I. .. that's a nice picture indeed. You got any more like this?" "Of course," she replied immediately, turning the page. The twi pages facing up had four pictures on them. The pics were smaller in scale than the last one, but their contents were what mattered. The first one had her in almost the same pose, with a few slight alterations. The second had her sitting with her body completely facing the camera, her legs spread, but her hands still covering her pussy. Her silk robe was bunched sexily.