It felt weird. Owen and I were in the club, and it was the first time that there was no one else in there with us. All the construction workers had finished, and it was down to the final cleaning teams that would be spending the last days making sure everything was as it should be.

We check the new entrance door to make sure it’s locked and then we walk back through the gambling zone. Owen hits the mains breaker, and we watch as the lines of slots fall into darkness.

“You think we’ll be doing this every night?” I ask laughing.

“You mean shutting up shop?” Owen replies.

“Yeah, we’re like glorified caretakers.”

“I think we might be on three shifts with the gambling before too long, then it will only be the club that closes.”

We walk through the giant playing card doors and step into the club. “It's so peaceful when there is no one here. I guess this was how it was when Mikey had it.”

“I doubt it, I bet it was creaking and had rats everywhere,” he says.

“It’s hard to believe it’s only taken a few weeks to get to this stage,” I say.

“Shona and Beau did say they pay Mike a huge bonus to get the work done quickly,” Owen replies.

“It's funny really, I feel as if this is my own, yet it's nothing to do with us at the end of the day,” I say laughing.

“I have never thought of it like that, you're right though. We have just been dragged in. I only came to visit Joseph to deliver some information, and now look at me,” Owen says.

We walk over to the stage. I run my fingers over the polished wood, and look up at the giant robotic Alice. “There has to be more for you and me, we can’t just be employees here,” I say.

“I know, it does seem a strange situation. And I'm doing all the positive thinking I can do,” Owen says laughing.

I lift myself up and sit on the edge of the stage as I begin swinging my feet. Owen steps closer and pushes his hips between my knees. His hands fall to my hips.

“Give me a kiss,” he says.

“Here?”

“There is only us, we’re the last two,” Owen says. He gives me that look. The one I can’t deny.

I lean forward and put my hands onto Owen’s cheeks and put my soft lips onto his. I flick my tongue and tease his open mouth. I seductively slide my tongue in. Together they dance and curl as I make sweet swirling motions in the depth of his hot mouth. I can sense how badly he wants me.

I look down into Owen’s eyes. “I wonder if anyone has had sex in here yet.”

“Now that is risky,” he says.

“I know, but it’s exciting, don’t you think?”

“There is no one here; just you, me, Alice, and the Mad Hatter,” Owen says.

“I'm sure they won’t mind watching us. Maybe they can get their own ideas and get it on while we’re not watching,” I say giggling.

“Now that would be a showstopper!”

Owen slides his hands up from my hips and pulls my t-shirt up my body. I raise my arms and he lifts my shirt over my head. I reach down to Owen’s shirt and remove it from his muscled torso. I slip from the stage and pull at the buckle of his belt and loosen his pants. He slides them to the floor and stands in his shorts as he fumbles with the button on my jeans.

I slip free from my jeans and stand leaning against the stage in my black bra and panties. I look deeply into his perfect eyes and lift my hand to fumble with the clasp of my bra. My breasts are now exposed and lit from the dim lights of the stage.

Owen lifts his hands and softly kneads and strokes my aching breasts. The touch of his fingers sending gorgeous shivers through my body. I gasp for breath as I reach for the elastic of my panties. My fingers slip inside the waist and I move them over the peachy, soft skin of my ass.

I reach for Owen’s shorts and pull them down over his firm and masculine buttocks. My hand caresses his shaft and I feel his manhood twitching in response. Owen leans to me and squeezes my breasts as he takes my nipples between his hot, wet lips. I feel his mouth tighten its grip as he takes all of my nipple in. His tongue darts across my pink bud and shudders flow through my body.

“Mmm, that feels nice,” I murmur as my nipples harden under the caress of his tongue.

My hands run through his hair as I pull his head harder to my wanting breasts. Owen pushes me against the stage, and now his hand slides up and in-between my thighs. I spread my legs as I feel his fingers pushing between my labia.

“Ooh, Owen,” I whimper with anticipation.

His fingers push firmly against my throbbing clit as his hand frantically dances over my hardening bud. I feel my juices beginning to flow in my wanting pussy.

My hand grasps his throbbing shaft and moves it gently up and down. I feel his driving need harden as my caressing tempo increases. My hand tightens around his hot flesh as I bring Owen to a full erection, easily.

I turn to face the stage and rest my arms. I spread my legs as Owen runs his hands under my body and enters my pussy from behind. I feel him step closer. It’s sublime as I feel the hardness of his arousal rub against the moist lips of my pussy. I spread my legs wider as the swollen head of his hot cock pushes on my lips, teasing me. The barrier is gone, and Owen gingerly slides his swollen head, inch by inch inside of me.

I bow my head to the stage and bite my lip as my pussy takes all of him in. His hands clutch at my hips as he thrusts harder inside me. Our bodies join, and Owen begins to thrust wildly inside me as my short breaths become louder.

I grip the edge of the stage and push my hips back to meet his thrusting hips. My back arches to meet each of his possessive thrusts. I wiggle my hips as he grinds his loins hard against my velvety ass.

“Shit, Owen. I'm going to cum soon, this is so exciting,” I murmur.

Owen’s penetrating hotness plunges deeper, driving the sensations. They continue flooding across my body and my legs tremble and shudder as his powerful fullness enters and fills me.

I arch my back and push my hips back to accommodate the full length of his hard shaft. I continue short, shallow breaths as I bite my lips and close my eyes.

“Owen, my god, I'm going to cum.” I yelp as our bodies heave against each other.

“Janey. I'm almost there,” Owen murmurs through his deep, passionate breaths.

“Cum for me, or cum with me,” I scream out, still breathless from our naughty escapade.

Owen’s body thrusts and stiffens, his hips shudder as his body locks and his shattering release floods into me. He thrusts again, and his seed spills over into the hot depths of my aching pussy.

His body stiffens in his climax and I feel uncontrollable shuddering contractions washing through my whole body. I rest my head on the edge of the stage.

“Owen, yes,” I scream out.

Ultimate joy fills me as Owen’s final thrusts leave my body fully satisfied. I suck in panting breaths as I rest my head on the stage. Now, his deep, shuddering breaths slowly subside as he regains his composure.

I look up at the giant Mad Hatter. “Is he smiling at us?” I ask.

“If he isn’t, he should be,” Owen replies.

“I'm sure that’s the first time that sex has happened in the club, and I'm sure it won’t be the last,” I say as I turn my back and rest on the stage.

“I'm not sure they’ll be in this position though,” Owen says giggling.

“Doggy is the best. You never know, stranger things have happened.”

“Love can make you do strange things.”