Tales from the Club - Natalie
This was a tough one to categorize, as there are bits of action from several categories. Since the whole thing flows from "Alright then, boys, let's go see what a sex club looks like." and Natalie is watching avidly throughout, I've opted for the category that includes "Voyeur."
This story makes a lot of references to people and events from several of my earlier stories. As I usually say, while this story is stand-alone, if you like this one, you'll probably enjoy the others.
I thought that how to find those other stories was pretty obvious, until I received the following anonymous comment a few months ago.
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Luke was one of our original group who dropped out of Sex Addicts Anonymous together back in 2019. Though brought up as a good Catholic boy, be had discovered sex in college and had been for awhile quite a cocksman. While they were both in law school, he married Natalie, a good Catholic girl who, sadly as it turned out, had not discovered sex in college. After graduation Luke was hired by Natalie's father's law firm; a good job with a built-in partnership track. Natalie went into the Public Defender's Office.
Luke, being a sex addict, kept fucking around on the side after marrying Natalie. Her discovery of one of his affairs jeopardized both his marriage and his career. Her price for her forgiveness and silence was that he stop the extramarital sex and attend SAA meetings. This is how he came to be in our group when we decided to quit fighting what came naturally.
When our group decided to open our own sex club, New Xanadu, Luke did not make that jump with the rest of us. Whatever the cynic in me might have thought, I believe that this was primarily because he truly loved Natalie and did not want to lose her, rather than concern about losing his job.
While he did not become a partner in New Xanadu 2, or even a member of the club, Luke continued to join in some of the private orgies that our group continued to hold at Mary's apartment on one Sunday per month. We'd originally gotten together much more frequently, but all the sex available at out club made frequent private orgies somewhat redundant. Still, these monthly Sunday get-togethers were a pleasant way for our partners to keep connected, on multiple levels.
Though not a partner, Luke was allowed to attend these private Sunday sessions both for old time's sake, and because we hoped that one day he'd become a partner. The club was managing to stay a little ahead of break-even, but Luke's money could speed up improvements still to come.
To give him an excuse to be out of the house for a few hours, Luke would tell Natalie that he had a golf game on Sundays. As a fictitious client, I became his alibi for these golf outings. This worked from April to November. As far as I know, he just stayed miserably monogamous during the other months.
One Monday in early April 2023, Luke called me with the news that Natalie had decided that he must be doing something besides playing golf, because she had noticed that he was much happier and more loving between April and November than during the Winter months. She demanded that he give her an honest answer: Was he cheating on her? She told him that she would put a detective on his case to check his answer, and divorce him if it turned out he was lying.
She didn't say what she would do if he did confess. However, given the certainly of divorce if he was caught in a lie, he figured his better chance of staying married was to come clean and hope that something could be worked out. Without giving details, he admitted that he was still sleeping with other women from time to time.
Luke said that after cursing at him for a while and crying a little, Natalie finally ran out of steam. She asked if he really loved her, or if he was just using her to keep his job with her father's firm. He said that he loved her beyond anything else in the world, and offered to resign from the firm to take the question about his job out of the equation.
She let that go without comment and then asked why, if he loved her so much, she wasn't enough for him; why did he have to fuck around on her with other women? All he could say was that the answer to that one would take a whole course, maybe with post-graduate studies, on human male sexuality. He said he'd tried hard at monogamy, and it just didn't work for him. He'd gone to the SAA meetings and spent months being monogamous, and they had just made him more and more unhappy.
He said Natalie was quiet for awhile and finally said. "You can't change, can you?" and that he had said that he was by now convinced that he couldn't. She was quiet for a little while longer then she said, "Fuck it. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em, right?. How would you feel if I started fucking around on you? Could you handle having someone else screwing your wife?"
That gave him pause, during which the mental image started to give him a tingle in his groin. He said he answered very carefully, "If you enjoyed that, I could handle it. To be honest, I probably would even enjoy it. But if it was something you felt you had to do because I was forcing you to, I would hate it. I think it would be very bad for you and worse for us. In that case, as much as I love you, I'd rather you divorce me and find someone else who could make you happy."
After another pause, Natalie said "Shit, I wish I didn't love you so much. I was hoping that by now we could be making babies together, but I can't do that with a man I'm going to have to divorce." Then, "Alright, let's take a walk on the wild side. I'm not promising that I'll actually change, but at least I'll see what you guys do, and see if it's something that I might could do, or at least live with you doing."
Finally, after that buildup, Luke got around to asking if I would arrange for Natalie and him to come to New Xanadu the following Friday or Saturday night. I told him "Of course, but I'm not there on Saturdays because I have visitation with Little John. If you want me to be around, how about Friday or Sunday evening?" We agreed on Friday, and that if he had a private e-mail address to receive them, I would send him our brochure with rules, application forms and directions on where to get their STI tests done. Not surprisingly, he did.
I told him it would be up to him to get Natalie to fill out her application and get her STI tests. If she balked, he should explain that our background checks were very, very well hidden, and that our STI testing was completely anonymous at the clinic since they would identify her only by the number that we supplied. I told him, sorry, but rules were rules and we couldn't protect our members' without following them. Unless both he and Natalie followed them, the deal was off.
Maybe Natalie did balk at first, because it wasn't a week later that I got the applications back, and the STI test results did not arrive until that Tuesday. When their background checks, like their test results, all came back clean as a whistle, I e-mailed Luke that I hoped to see him and Natalie at New Xanadu on Friday. He e-mailed back that they would arrive shortly after 6.
I then e-mailed the other partners, bringing them up to date and trading my 8 to 10 shift for the midnight to 2. Getting off work an hour early was not a problem, because my boss was still convinced that I was having an affair with Mary, whose family's mounds of cash we were managing. I had not disabused her of this notion, and early on I'd even spent some of those stolen hours in bed with Mary, but not since we'd opened the club. Finally, just in case Natalie might want me to give her actual demonstrations of "what you guys do," I slept solo on Thursday night.
I'd never met Natalie in person. When she and Luke arrived, right on schedule I was at the sign-in desk, where I introduced myself to her as John, and told Luke it was good to see him again. Natalie turned out to be mid-sized, say about 5'6", curvy but not voluptuous, conservatively dressed and lightly made up. Her round face, with its broad cheekbones and freckles under red hair, done in a bob with bangs, showed her Irish ancestry. Thankfully, her demeanor seemed to be slightly nervous, indicating to me an open mind, rather than belligerent, which would have told me that she was determined to go through the motions without any intention of being persuaded that she liked what she saw.
I was in my street clothes when I took them in hand. I directed Natalie to the women's changing room and told her that there would be a staff member there who would help her with changing into her choice of club garments. In fact, I had asked Susan, by now the chatelaine of our "club house," to be there so that Natalie could chat her up if she wanted to.
Then I took Luke to the men's changing room. Here I exchanged my street clothes for our standard short tunic and sandals, and as usual opted to go commando. I gave Luke the choice of tunic, fluffy bathrobe or going more or less naked, and he opted for the tunic as well. He started to leave his briefs on but I suggested that he might want to put them in his locker since there was no good place to leave them in the rest of the club if he later decided they were in the way. He shucked and stowed his shorts.
"So, Luke, how do you want to play this? Do I take you both in tow for the tour of the club, or do you want to split up with me taking Natalie alone?"
"Definitely we're in this as a couple, unless or until Natalie decides otherwise."
"I agree that that would be best," I said. "Now she's going to have questions. You opted to tell her about your continuing to screw around on her. Is it safe to assume that you want me to answer any of her questions honestly?"
"I think you'd better. She's extremely sharp, and if she catches you lying about something it'll probably create problems for all of us, especially me. I think that we've decided to face up to our differences and try to find some way to overcome them, or at least to accommodate them. What we don't deal with now might come back to haunt us later, so tell her whatever she wants to know."
"Sounds good to me," I said as I got our white half-masks. "You're required to wear this at all times while in the public areas of the club. What you do with it in a private room with the windows and curtains closed is up to you. If you have sex with anyone wearing a pink mask, you need to wear a condom, because pink means we don't have their STI test results yet. Whites and whites are free to choose to have sex bareback, but sex with pinks always requires a condom."
A final thought hit me. "How well can Natalie handle her booze? I'd like for her to be relaxed, but not drunk while she's here."
"Oh, Natalie likes a drink now and then. But even though her family is Irish, they're not lushes. I'd say she's fine up to three drinks in a couple of hours. I've never seen her drink more than that, so beyond three I can't say."
"Alright then. Unless you have any questions or want to tell me anything else, let's go."
"Um, one thing. I don't know what's going to happen. But whatever it is, if she wants it, up to and including you screwing her, I want you to know I'm good with it."
