Max and I had been thoroughly enjoying our staycation week, but tonight was our last night and I was already sad that our time together would end tomorrow. Spending every minute of every day together could go well, or not. In our case, we had a blast together and didn't want the fun to end.

"I have a surprise for tonight, baby," Max said grinning ear to ear.

"You do?" I asked excitedly. Anything to take my mind off the fact that tonight was our last night to sleep together for a while. It was the actual sleeping together that I would miss the most. Ok, second most...

"I found out there's a sex club in town," he said.

"What?" I exclaimed, "I am sure there are plenty but...." He cut me off before I could say anymore.

"Yes, one of my friends went and said it's an upscale place and completely safe," he said, with his eyes pleading. "I know you want to....."

"Of course I want to!" I said, and before I could say anything else he explained that we were going to go out and buy something suitable to wear at the club. I tried to protest that we didn't need to spend the money, but he insisted, saying we had saved a lot of money during our staycation and he wanted to do something special on our last night. Who was I to complain about that?

We spent the afternoon shopping and having a lot of laughs trying to pick out sexy outfits for each other. We went back to my apartment and showered, but Max wouldn't let me cum. He just teased me in the shower, telling me that if I was a good girl he'd make sure I came for him tonight. I loved when he took control like that.

We got dressed in our new sleek black clothes. Max wore all-black pants and shirt, and I wore a short black mini-skirt with a tight shiny black bodice. We were looking very sexy, and ready for some hot fun.

Going to a sex club was something I had always wanted to do, and kept chickening out whenever the opportunity came up. But tonight was our night! When we arrived I didn't really know what to expect. We were welcomed as one-time guests and then walked through the busy bar-like atmosphere. As we walked deeper into the club, we saw the unique sex part of this kind of club.

I saw a woman laying face down on a spanking bench as a man stood off to her side. She was naked but the man had jeans on with no shirt or shoes. My first thought was that he was so sexy. Jeans were always something I found irresistible on a man. I felt bad when I found other men attractive, but I knew Max found other women attractive. It was natural, and we were ok with it.

I couldn't take my eyes off him. Max stood behind me as we watched the couple. The man secured the woman's wrist and ankles to the legs of the bench. I wondered if she was comfortable. Her hair hung in her face, so I couldn't tell from her expression.

I saw him touch her gently and lean over to whisper to her a couple of times. He continued to walk around her until I saw his hand raise over her butt. Spanking. Yes, recently Max had tried spanking me, and I liked it. I heard the loud slap on her ass, and I jumped myself.

"Easy, baby," Max whispered in my ear, threading his fingers through mine at my sides.

"Ok?" the man asked the woman.

"Yes, Sir," she replied.

"More?" the man asked.

"Yes, Sir," she replied.

We stood there watching as he slapped and caressed both ass cheeks until they were pink. Her sounds of pleasure were arousing, as she whimpered and moaned. I could see her breathing quicken, as her body rose and fell.

I felt Max's hand caress my butt. "You like this don't you, baby?" Fuck yes, I thought.

"Yes, Sir," I said to him with a smile, but never taking my eyes off of the couple.

"Is he making you wet?" he asked.

"Yes," I managed to squeak out, as Max moved his hand down and his finger slid along my pussy lips. His other hand went to my stomach to pull me against him. I hoped that ensured no one could see what he was doing to me under my skirt.

"Do you want to cum now?" the man asked the woman on the bench.

"Yes, Sir," she replied.

"When I say so," he instructed, as he moved to massage her butt cheeks with both hands. He spread her legs a bit more than they already were. He had easy access to her pussy. Max had brought my juices up to my clit. I sucked in my breath and bit my lower lip.

"Stop," Max said, "No noise from you and I'll let you cum too."

"Yes?" I whispered hopefully.

"Oh yes," Max said. As the man sunk his finger into the woman's pussy, Max put his finger inside me. It took everything I had not to make a noise. The man continued moving his finger in and out of her pussy while he put his other hand on her back.

"Be still," the man commanded, "I'll tell you when to cum." How would he know, I wondered? Maybe she was his wife?

Max must have known I was losing focus because I felt his finger on my clit again. This time he kept it there. Circling and teasing my clit, as it grew with need.

"Baby..." I whispered, wanting him to know I would cum soon if he didn't stop.

"Cum with her," Max said, "Wait for it."

Could I do that? I tried to focus on what the man was doing to her. He had added a finger, so now two fingers were working her pussy. She was writhing beneath his hand pressed against her back.

"Wait for permission to cum," he said again, not slowing down his stroking. How could she stop it though?

"Sir, I..." she started. His hands left her body.

"Do you want to cum or not?" he asked sternly.

"Yes, Sir," she said clearly, but I saw her body shaking. She was struggling to hold her orgasm back.

"Then you'll wait for my permission," he reminded her, "Understood?"

"Yes, Sir," she said, her voice now trembling with need. The man replaced his hands and I saw the woman's breathing get more shallow. Her body was moving less. Either she was pissed at him for treating her like this, or she was learning to control her orgasm. Since she had willingly come here and I had seen them whispering before, I assumed this was all part of the plan.

"She's waiting for him," Max whispered to me.

"Yes," I breathed, as he continued stroking my wet clit.

"Can you wait?" Max asked me.

"I don't know," I whispered with clenched teeth, not taking my eyes off of the man. The way he worked her body so expertly was mesmerizing. He was in full control of her and yet, he did not seem scary in any way. I watched his fingers and imagined them on me. Oh, I knew I wouldn't last much longer.

"Cum now," I heard the man tell the woman, and I heard her cry out as she finally was able to release her orgasm. Max pressed down on my clit and I gasped as the first wave of my orgasm crashed, weakening my knees. My gasp must have been loud because the man turned to look at me. Our eyes locked. His eyes were soft, as I saw a small smile on his lips. I licked my lips in response and my body shook with my orgasm even though I tried to control it. Max held me up as my orgasm slowed. The man tore his gaze from me and went back to finishing off his woman. I watched the man intently as I tried to keep still in Max's arms, until I had regained control of my legs.

"Wow, baby," Max said walking me over to the bar area. I felt unsteady walking, but Max's arm around me helped. Max was smiling ear to ear as he ordered us both a water.

"What?" I asked him.

"That was hotter than..." Max started as he took his first sip of water, "Than anything?" he finished.

"Yes?" I asked, sipping the water and willing my body to stop trembling.

"Yes," Max confirmed.

"I think another man just made me cum," I said, "And you're ok with that?"

"I made you cum baby," he said, "Those were my fingers working you." That was true.

"But when he said cum," I said, "I obeyed." I really did, and it was a rush of excitement to be told to cum.

"It was so hot," Max said as I looked down at his pants to see he really did think so. He was hard and I smiled giving him a kiss. He liked it, but he also knew I would find a way to repay the favor.

We left the sex club, and as soon as we arrived back at my place, we weren't even two steps into the door before I pressed myself up against Max and kissed him while my hand wandered to his crotch. Not being able to hold back, I kneeled down and unzipped his pants. I slid his pants and underwear down, revealing his already-hardening cock. Max's hand fisted my hair tugging back, so I had to look up. His eyes met mine.

My fingers slid around the base of his hard cock, and my thumb swiped over the tip, feeling the precum leaking from the slit. Instinctively, my tongue swirled around the ridge of his cock head. I continued looking up at him and watched as he sucked in his breath each time my lips sunk down as far as I could. Although I couldn't take him all in, I kept my hand working in unison with my lips until I felt his orgasm drawing near. I loved how I could tell when he was ready to explode.

He did indeed explode, except instead of managing to swallow him all, some of his cum landed on my lips and chin. I tried to wipe it with my hand but Max stopped me and did it himself. That was so damn sexy!

Saying goodbye the next day was difficult, sleeping in my bed alone Sunday night, was even worse. It felt extra empty after having Max in it all week.

I woke up early Monday morning knowing I had to head off to work. I was hot and bothered after being alone for just one night. How was I going to make it through the week? I picked up my phone and called Max, since I knew he would be awake too.

When he answered I said, "Good Morning baby. I miss you."

"I miss you too, baby," he said.

"I'm wet," I said, hoping to excite him.

"I'm hard," he said, playing along.

"Oh really??" I asked with a small chuckle.

"I woke up remembering how you repaid me for making you cum at the sex club," he said.

"You liked that didn't you?" I asked, knowing full well he had.

"Can't wait to do that again baby," Max said.

"Oh me too! How are we going to make it until Friday without each other?" I whined.

"Touch your clit," he said, "Is it wet yet?"

I obeyed. "No," I said sadly.

"Stick your finger in your pussy and then make your clit nice and wet," he said and I obeyed again.

"Oh, yes," I moaned, feeling the slickness of my pussy as my finger eased inside, "Are you hard?"

"Yes," he breathed and I pictured his strong hand holding his cock firmly slowly stroking all the way up and down.

"Are you wet at the tip?" I asked, picturing how the drops of precum looked dripping from the head of his cock.

"Yes, baby," he moaned, causing my clit to jump with just his words.

"Oh," I gasped as my excitement was building quickly.

"Put two fingers in your pussy," Max said, "like I do."

I loved when he did that, so I happily obliged as I said, "I wish it was you baby."

"Move them in and out," he said, "Now, stop. Keep them in there."

"Oh!" I moaned knowing his cock must be ready to burst soon.

"Take your other hand and rub your clit," he said, breathing harder. I propped the phone next to me and reached down to stroke my very swollen clit with one hand as the fingers on my other hand slowly slid in and out of my dripping pussy.

"Oh yes," I moaned, licking my lips, "I'm going to cum. Soon. I'm going to...."

"Yes," Max said in a deeper voice, "Cum with me now, baby! Now!" I could not resist his command. My orgasm crashed, as my pussy convulsed around my fingers. I licked my lips as I pictured his cock exploding with cum shooting out and then dripped down all over. Our moans reached a fever pitch as our orgasms peaked and then slowed.

Finally, our breathing evened out, and he said, "Well, it's not as good as being with you, baby, but I'll take it."

"Thanks," I said, "That should help me make it through my day until I get to see you this weekend."

Or maybe we just needed to do this more often. Either way, I was hooked on Max!