They were in high spirits on that warm Friday evening as they walked arm in arm towards the neat, non-descript building in the industrial estate. It was a building that rarely showed any outwards activity. In fact, no activity at all during the day. It only came to life a few select nights of the month, like tonight. There were a few people parking their cars and walking towards the front door.
Standing at the security desk, Leigh and Stacy waited while a strong looking gentleman scanning their ID cards with a barcode reader. The only way to get one of these cards was to submit oneself to strict health testing and pay a modest administration fee.
For this was a hardcore sex club. Everyone who came there was of the same mindset, the swapping/sharing/ group-sex lifestyle.
As they put their scanned cards away and thanked the bouncer, Leigh asked casually, "What do you feel like?" "Hmmm, I'm not really sure," replied Stacy, looking slowly around the interior of the club. "I think, a decent serving of cock tonight," she offered in a thoughtful tone. Leigh smiled; he knew that every man in there would be ready to supply her with what she needed. "What about you," she asked. Leigh surveyed the room.
It looked like a nightclub, with a bar and music equipment, however there were comfortable looking beds and couches all around the place. Positioned around the perimeter of the open space were a number of red doors with a sliding sign that said vacant or occupied on it, These were the private sex rooms. Anything went anywhere, but some people just didn't like to put on a show.
"Hmmmm," he murmured as he took in all the people, his eyes coming to rest on a young lady seated alone at the end of the bar. "Maybe something a little different." Stacy followed his gaze. "Mmmm, could be fun." She continued to look around and found a group of four Twenty something guys standing somewhat nervously, each with a drink in hand. "Well, I've found mine," she said. "Good luck, have fun," taking a drink from the bar and kissing her husband on the lips in departure. She strode confidently over to the group and instantly engaged them in conversation.
Leigh grinned again, she always got what she wanted. He took his drink and walked slowly towards the solo girl. "Hello my dear, how are you tonight?" he opened. The young girl, who looked about twenty-one, did a double take at him and then looked over her shoulder to see who he was talking to. When she saw no one there, she looked surprised and asked,
"Are you talking to me?"
"Of course I am," he said. "Who else would I want to speak to? My name is Leigh."
It took the girl, who was short to medium height, with long light brown hair, a second to answer. "Sorry, I thought you must have meant someone else. I'm Zoe," she returned, extending her smooth hand. Leigh shook it ever so gently and bent down to deposit a kiss on her cheek.
"I assure you, there's no one else I'd rather speak to," he continued, flashing her his million-dollar heart stopping smile. Zoe smiled nervously.
"Sorry," she apologised again. "Men like you don't normally talk to me."
"May I sit down?" he asked.
"Please" said Zoe, still in disbelief.
He took a moment to look her up and down. She had a pretty round face with a kind expression, voluptuous breasts, round, full thighs, and a generous backside that looked quite nice from his angle.
"I don't believe that for a second, he said.
"It's true, look at me. I'm nothing special," Zoe continued in a less than confident voice.
"Ah ha, that's where I must respectfully disagree. You look perfect."
She blushed as the George Clooney-esq man finished. "Do you really think so?, "I don't feel like I fit in here, most of these girls are half my size."
"Nonsense," began Leigh in his best confidence inspiring tone. "This is a sex club, the people who come here see through all types of insecurities. It's all about the pleasure." He worked his magic on the nervous young lady, soon she was laughing and smiling happily with him.
"So, tell me, Zoe. How did you come to be here, by yourself?" he enquired gently.
"I'm here with two of my friends," Zoe explained. They were approached as soon as we got here, by a red headed lady.... They're over-there now." Gesturing towards an occupied bed. Leigh turned and looked over into the corner, where Erica could be seen eating the pussy of a young dark-skinned girl while another girl, with bright pink dyed hair, squatted close-by fingering herself as she watched.
He nodded knowingly. "Uh huh, she does that kind of thing."
"I'm not interested in women, so I stayed over here." Zoe finished her explanation.
Turning back to her, he asked "So, what are you into?"
"I don't really know," she said honestly. "Men, definitely, but just one, I think."
At this, he quizzed further. "Have you had much sex?
"Not much, I've only had a couple of boyfriends. I didn't enjoy it much." Leigh smiled, grasping her hand reassuringly.
"That's a bit of a shame. Let's see if we can't change that situation for you. This made her blush again.
Would you like to come and get a little more comfortable with me?"
"I, I, um.....sure." was her response.
Leigh continued, "Where abouts? Out here or in a private room?"
