It was the Friday before Christmas vacation started. We had finished all our grades and had submitted them and for once, we were going to stay out of our office during our break. Neither of us was going to a conference or anything so we figured we would play it by ear.
If we wanted to take a trip, we would. For now, we were just going to stay home and rest. Kirby had been really busy working on some stuff for NASA. He had finished that up earlier in the week and he was anxious to just relax.
He came to my office as I was packing up my things to take home and helped me carry stuff to the car. I knew as soon as I saw him that something was up, but I waited till he was ready to tell me what was going on.
We were pulling out of the lot and he finally asked me what I wanted to do for dinner.
“I thought you were going to cook those shrimp we bought on the grill.” I told him.
“Why don’t we just go out and have dinner?”
I peered at my beloved and said sure. He definitely had something in mind. I hoped it would be fun.
“Why don’t we just make an evening of it?”
“Where do you want to go, Kirby?”
He looked at me and smiled. “Somewhere special.”
Uh oh.
When we got home, we put our computers and papers and such in our office and then I went to our bedroom and stepped out of my shoes. I was getting ready to take off my bra when I remembered he wanted to go somewhere. Once I get my bra off, that’s a wrap. We’re not going anywhere. When the Girls get released from prison, they don’t want to go back.
He came into the bedroom and stopped, “You didn’t take your bra off yet, did you?” He looked anxious.
I shook my head.
“Whew. Ok. Well, I just found out about this club and I thought we might go there.”
“What kind of club? Not another BDSM club?”
“Oh no, no, not one of those again.”
Kirby had wanted to go to one of those and when we finally went, it wasn’t as much fun as he thought it would be. Neither of us was into watching someone get spanked and he had been completely outdone when we walked in and a very large woman approached him and made a very open pass at him.
She was totally not his type of woman. She was white, very pale with long bleached blonde hair and she was enormous. Her breasts were huge and pendulous…yes, she was butt ass naked. He had managed to wrest himself away from her and he clung to me the rest of the night.
We were not turned on watching someone get hit with a whip. Getting caned wasn’t that cute either. We did not like the nipple clamps or the woman strapped to a horse and getting all kinds of things rammed into her lady parts. We were just a bit uncomfortable all evening and we left agreeing that lifestyle just wasn’t for us. It just wasn’t as exciting as we thought it would be.
“What kind of club is this, Kirby?” I asked.
He sat next to me and took my hand and kissed it.
“It’s a sex club.”
“A sex club? What does that mean?”
“It’s a sex club. People go there to have sex. I understand they have all kinds of rooms there and you can go from room to room watching people have sex. I don’t want to see anyone getting whipped, but it might be a bit of fun to watch people fuck, Anna.”
I thought about it. I knew he kind of liked to look. We had a few porn sites we liked to visit together.
“What kind of people go there?”
“All kinds. I thought we’d go have dinner and then we could go to this place and check it out. Bruce said they have food and alcohol and we can have drinks and we can just watch. I told him I didn’t think we wanted to participate our first time there but who knows? We might get turned on.”
I knew he hadn’t thought this out. He was just turned on at the thought of going to a sex club. He liked the idea of folks just fucking with gay abandon and he didn’t think about what it would really be like. I figured we would go and perhaps observe a while and come home and have some good sex. I wasn’t fond of the idea of anyone watching us fuck.
We were both professors and we had to maintain some aura of dignity after all. But I often indulged my sweet man in his fantasies so I got up and put on a dress that was a bit suggestive and some heels and some jewelry and was ready to go. Then he told me the club was 50 miles away. I packed an overnight back just in case and we went out and got into the Mini Cooper and took off.
Kirby looked smashing. He was wearing brown pants and jacket with a black knit shirt. With his dark coloring, it was very sexy. None of those whores better not try to fuck my stud muffin, I thought. I don’t share. And I knew they would want him if they saw the package my baby was packing. I damn sure wasn’t going to share that.
“Bruce said none of our students or faculty go there so we should be safe, Anna,” he told me. “They only let couples in. No rogue guys looking to just get laid. Only couples. This might be a lot of fun, honey,”
I settled back in the seat and touched his thigh. He looked at me for a second and smiled.
The club was in a very sedate looking building set back off the block at the end of a street. There were no signs or anything to announce what it was. There was a parking lot behind the large brick building and the lot was nearly full. We got out of the car and he took my hand and we made our way to the front door.
There was a very large black woman at the front door. She had a pretty face and gorgeous skin but she was very heavy. She wore a low cut top and skin tight leggings and boots. She admitted us and took our money and handed us a few pages with an application for membership, a map, and the rules and policies. The room looked like a large living room with lots of couches and chairs and there were couples sitting around drinking and talking.
A tall bald headed white guy walked up behind the black woman and whispered in her ear. He looked like a biker. He was wearing black leather pants, a black vest and a white tee shirt. He had lots of tattoos on his arms. After she took our money and told us a few of the rules and regulations, she turned to him and caressed his bulge in his leathers.
“I’ve been waiting for you, Karen,” he said, “come on, let’s go. Sharon said she’d watch the door.”
“I have to give them the tour,” she told him.
“I’ll walk with you,” he said. As he spoke, another woman walked up and shooed them away and she sat in the chair by the door. She had a plate of fried shrimp and a bottle of beer and she smiled at us and started eating.
Karen walked us down a long hall and pointed at different rooms.
“Couples go to the room of their choice or they can go from room to room. The first floor is mostly straight couples. They can indulge any of their wildest fantasies here – group sex, orgies, gang bangs, voyeurism, exhibitionism, any of that. There is also a full service restaurant and bar at the end of the hall.”
We stared at each other. He had been in such a hurry to get there that we hadn’t gotten anything to eat. The sheet she gave us said they served food until 10 p.m.
“The second floor is mostly gay and lesbians. Most of them like to have folks watching and they can be a lot of fun. I like to watch two really hot guys getting it on honestly. The girls get kind of wild sometimes. But you are free to go look.
The third floor is all BDSM. There are dungeons up there and all kinds of play and toys if you are if that persuasion. Mistress Kelani is there and she will administer just the punishment you want. There are restraints on the wall, chains, whips, everything.
Now some of the rooms are participation only. You can only go hang in there if you intend to join in the festivities. Those rooms have a J on the door so you know. If you just want to look since this is your first time, there are a lot of rooms where you can just observe.
But if you feel like you want to join in, you can do it in any room. So just enjoy yourselves. And we have a hotel here if you want more privacy. Friday nights get really busy and there is a lot going on and I get that it might be a bit much to take in all at once. Take your time and visit all the rooms. If you want to be members, you can join and come hang with us every weekend.
Lots of folks here like interracial couples like you two so you will probably be in big demand if you want to join in.”
“What do you mean like us two?” Kirby asked.
“You two are kind of cute. Real attached to each other. It’s easy to see. Folks pick up on that.” she said, a slight leer in her eye as she looked at Kirby.
“I think we’re hungry. The shrimp looked good,” I said. “We forgot to eat first. Thanks for the tour. We’ll see you later,” and we headed off in the direction of the food first.
I felt eyes on us as we made our way to the dining room. I willed myself not to look around much. I thought perhaps I would need a drink in me before I was willing to observe some heavy duty sex.
There was lots of delicious food prepared and we got some fried and boiled shrimp, some crab legs, fried fish and green beans and such. We sat at a table and ate and then we got some drinks and we started wandering around.
The first room we looked in had several couches and chairs. There was a couple that had to be at least 60 years old already going at it. They didn’t look bad, they obviously kept themselves in good shape but it was still strange to see folks like that fucking like dogs. He had bent her over the back of one of the couches and he was hammering away. She was yelping and pushing her ass back up at him and he didn’t even break stroke. Across from them was another couple, also both white and older and she was on her knees sucking his cock.
Kirby looked at me and we left the room and walked down the hall. A woman with red hair stopped us and introduced herself as Kate and asked if we were newcomers.
“This is our first time here,” Kirby said.
Her green eyes slid up and down his body at least three times before she even looked at me.
“You can come into a room with me if you like,” she said, reaching for his hand. He pulled back slightly and held onto my hand.
“Thanks but no thanks. I’d rather stay with my lady,” he said, pulling me away.
A tall older white man stopped us and asked Kirby,” Wow, fella, I love a hot black woman. Can I borrow her for a while? I’d love to eat her pussy!”
“Uh, no, but thanks,” he said, holding tighter than ever onto my hand.
“Really? Well, can I watch you when you fuck her?”
Kirby mumbled something and we ducked into the closest room.
“Wow, baby,” he sighed, “this is bizarre.”
“What did you think it was going to be, sweetie?” I asked. “If we are going to watch other folks fuck, it was pretty sure somebody was going to want to watch us too.”
“I don’t want to fuck in front of anyone!” he hissed.