Sophie was travelling over to Tyler's for a long weekend. They had been working and studying hard for several weeks now, and they had only seen each other for a couple of days during that time. Exams for Sophie meant that she had to spend her weekends revising her work in the hope of getting the grades she needed. Tyler had taken on some more freelance work to keep himself busy.
Finally her last exam had come and gone - well she thought - and so she was catching an early afternoon train to make their weekend together a little longer. She sat in the same carriage in which the Club had their 'meetings', and couldn't help daydreaming about the experiences that she and Tyler had been part of for almost a year now.
It had certainly brought a lot more to their sex life, which had always been fairly open and adventurous anyway. Discussions over dinner, or when there was nothing to watch on TV regularly turned to such things.
The train was earlier than expected, by almost 15 minutes, and as it was such a nice afternoon Sophie enjoyed the slow walk through the parks to get to his apartment block beside the river. She liked to people watch, and there were a lot of people out enjoying the sunshine too. She even caught a glimpse of another young couple getting very intimate under the shade of a large Willow tree where they obviously thought no-one could see them.
It was almost four thirty by the time she let herself in to the main entrance foyer with her keycode. She stepped into the elevator and waited for the door to close softly behind her. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, and was pleased to note that her hair was still as she had arranged it after getting out of the shower earlier. She hadn't told Tyler that she was getting it cut quite a bit shorter for a change. She wore her lightweight linen summer jacket over a thin silk camisole top and a pair of skin tight 'leather look' leggings. Together with the casual flat soled leather shoes, she looked just like a successful young thing from the 1980's. Her black leather shoulder bag finished the effect nicely.
Knowing that Tyler would probably be having an afternoon nap after having been at the gym for most of the day, she put her key in the lock and opened the apartment door as quietly as possible.
She stepped onto the deep pile carpet of the entrance hall in silence. Hanging her bag on one of the coathooks, she noticed another lightweight jacket. It was certainly not hers, but it was a woman's cut and colour. For a second she stood trying to make sense of it, until her thoughts were interrupted by a sound that she knew, but couldn't believe she was in fact hearing. Another lustful moan came from down the hallway where the bedroom was. It wasn't Tyler - it was female. Sudden panic was just as suddenly replaced by sudden remembrance - of a conversation many months ago over dinner one evening - her mind replayed the scene;
'So Soph, after the episode with Veronica last month, what would you have thought if I hadn't told you about the Club, but you'd found out some other way? Would you be mad at me?'
She had replied in her often playful manner, 'Maybe I might have just got my own back with some random cute guy I met on the subway.'
'Maybe I'd like to come home to find you with some random cute guy you met on the subway.' He joked back.
She stood dead still for a few moments listening to the sound of sex coming from down the hallway. Had he picked up some random cute girl on the subway perhaps? She slid her shoes off, and tiptoed towards the bedroom doorway. It was half open, and she spotted a lacy bra laying on the floor just inside the room. She could hear the effort that Tyler was exerting in his endeavours, and braced herself to peek around the door.
Without moving the door a single millimetre, she craned her neck around and took in the sight before her. Tyler was facing away from the door, completely naked, and was thrusting himself hard into the girl laying on her back on the edge of the bed. She was still wearing a pair of black leather heels that were wavering back and forth in the air either side of him as he continued to pump her mercilessly, his arms pinning her down by her shoulders to the bed. Sophie held her breath as she continued to watch, almost in shock, but mainly in awe. Then she noticed that the girl's arms were stretched out to the sides and that her wrists were bound by some black coloured chord of some kind that disappeared underneath the sides of the bed. The girl's skin was slightly tanned in colour, and her long black straight hair was fanned out around her head. Her cotton blouse was fully opened out to her sides, and her pert breasts were small, but topped by a pair of impressively erect nipples.
Tyler leant forwards and nibbled roughly on one of them as Sophie remembered to take a breath. After a few more seconds of watching, she found that there was a definite heat building between her legs - she had never considered herself a voyeur, but standing here now, she was starting to enjoy what she was seeing. Still without making a sound, she slipped into the room and stood slightly to one side as she continued to watch Tyler and this stranger enjoying themselves. Now getting quite literally hot under the collar, she silently removed her jacket, dropping it carefully on the floor beside her. She remained standing, transfixed by both the action before her, and the growing furnace between her own legs. She reached down and rubbed herself which resulted in fireworks within.
Suddenly, without any warning, the gasping, moaning girl on the bed rolled her head to the side and slowly opened her eyes, looking straight at Sophie. She smiled a little, but showed no sign of ceasing the enjoyment she was obviously experiencing.
Tyler noticed the slight change in her position, and slowly turned - all the while still thrusting himself eagerly into her. He slowed his rhythm just long enough to grin and say
