I was so excited about vising Amanda in San Francisco. It had been years since we last hung out and I missed her terribly. The plan was for me to stay for five days, four nights in an old hotel near the Business District, and she would take me out for two of those days/evening for some fun together! The rest of the time was just for me to enjoy. I needed to get out of the house, out of my hometown, and away from the usual routine for a little bit of fun.
On the morning of the day Amanda was to pick me up, she calls and tells me to wear something "cute" for our evening together. I didn't know what she meant by "cute" exactly, but I did happen to bring a floral skirt and a feminine, lavender colored top that hugged my body in all the right places. So, I took a nice, long, hot bath, shaved and groomed myself, got dressed, put on a little makeup, then styled my hair so that I was looking (and feeling) very well put together. I thought I looked good, and apparently Amanda did too! When she came to pick me up she commented on how beautiful I was, and she kissed me on the cheek.
She came around 2pm to pick me up for a late lunch and some drinks. We went to an Indian restaurant and the food was absolutely on point. We laughed, caught up with some great conversation, and it felt like we hadn't spent any time apart at all. It was exactly what you'd expect to feel with any true friendship, and it was wonderful. After lunch she took me to a lounge nearby just for some drinks and more talking. We sipped wine, talked about school and relationships and life in general. She was living with two other women in a one bedroom apartment (because rent is SO expensive in San Francisco), going to school, and working as a youth counselor. She had a girlfriend, but their relationship was currently a little rocky and that's why I wouldn't be meeting her at all during my visit. She told me about life in the city. I told her all about life as a married woman who didn't do much but work (typing reports) and take care of the house and husband. To be honest, I had a pretty dull life and I think she recognized that pretty quickly.
"I have a surprise for you later tonight" she told me. And when I asked about it, she refused to give the surprise away. "You'll just have to wait and see! I think you'll enjoy it."
We then moved on to another joint... a bar of some kind where we enjoyed a light meal and a cider or two. By now we were nearing 6pm and the alcohol was already starting to give me that cool, calm, relaxed feeling. I was feeling cute, happy, AND confident! Also, I was feeling very curious. Where was Amanda going to take me? What was the surprise? I waited in suspense patiently (but anxiously) until 8pm when she hailed a cab for us and told me to "get ready for a good time". Believe me, I was ready!
I looked around as we rode through the city. Was she bringing me to a concert? A show of some kind? Was she taking me to a party? I didn't recognize the building as anything remarkable when we pulled up in front of a sky rise. It looked like a closed office building with no signs, no markings... nothing.
"This is it!" she said as she opened the taxi door. "Come on!" I got out of the car and followed her to the front doors of the building.
We stepped into a mostly bare lobby. "Where are we?" I asked.
"You'll see in just a few minutes!" she replied with excitement in her voice.
We entered through another set of doubles doors and just through those doors was a table with two stacks of papers, a podium, and a host. We were greeted quietly by enthusiastically.
"Welcome!" said the host. "Go ahead and sign those two papers on the table, I'll check your ID when you're done, and then I'll tell you where to go!"
Amanda and I filled out the paperwork. I didn't read through the entire form... something about consent... something about protection... blah blah blah. And I signed the bottom. We flashed our ID, the host double checked our forms, then started his introduction.
"Alright! Looks like you're all set! Tonight you'll have all access, which means the dance floor, bar, both the upstairs and downstairs showers and Jacuzzis are open, and there are towels and lockers for you to use just around the corner through those next set of doors." He points to his right, our left. "Upstairs to the left are the private rooms. If the curtains are closed, the room is in use, please do not disturb the occupants. There is a 30-minute limit for private rooms to prevent long waits. Upstairs to the right are the public lounges. Feel free to be as clothed, or unclothed as you wish while walking around both floors. Go right ahead through those door, feel free to explore, roam around, and please, enjoy your visit!"
Amanda squealed with excitement, grabbed my arm, and pulled me toward the entrance to what I could only guess was some kind of sex club? I had never been to any such place before and I felt myself suddenly becoming shy and nervous! We walked through the doors and there were signs to the downstairs restrooms/baths/lockers. We headed there first. I guess I wasn't surprised to find that there were no male and female restrooms. And there was very little privacy. Only the toilets had privacy doors. The rest was shared and mostly open. We found the towels and grabbed one each. Then we picked out a locker to share and began to undress.
