All eyes were definitely on us. Before I knew it Chelsea had begun to slide her body against mine. Taking that as my cue I began to kiss her as I pres...ed my naked body against hers. Both of our hands were rubbing up and down each other. I could see out of the corner of my eye that the men were already stroking their hardening cocks.Chelsea and I writhed around on the floor, our moans filling the large hall. I could feel the eyes on me and knowing that in only a few minutes I was going to be. ) The enforced restriction seems to have the effect of both removing her choice and forcing her to ignore that nagging little tickle between her thighs. She can't really get to it; so she resigns herself to ignoring it. It gave me a bit of relief and allowed me to regain both some strength and control over my life. It was to be short lived; at least it was a break. I had let things get out of control. But put yourself in my position. I was recently married to an absolutely gorgeous. My lawyer-partner and I argued back and forth about this for over a week, trying to decide on whether to use mixed staff or to do a sort of 'Coyote Ugly' kind of vibe, and use only women. We also argued about whether to have a uniform, or to just let the girls wear something like a t-shirt with the Roadhouse logo, and jeans.Interestingly enough, what really helped us out was one of the waitresses who worked for my Dad. She simply walked in one day while my partner and I were reviewing building. Larry, the club's other owner, met me just inside the door. He seemed nervous, but didn't say much as we went back to the office. I was shocked to see someone sitting behind my desk.She had to be in her late thirties by the wrinkles that were just visible around her eyes, but her body spoke of a woman in her twenties, as did the shine in her eyes. Her chestnut brown hair was loose, and flowed easily down her back. She was stunning to look at for her age, but she only looked back at me with.