I was looking forward to my first Masturbation Club experience. The "rules of engagement" were simple enough. The group was sent an e-mail as to the date, time and location of the meeting. The donation to help out with the cost of the room at a decent hotel was a set $10 to be put in the bowl near the door of the room upon arriving.
The room or accommodations were dictated by how many folks RSVP'ed for an upcoming session. This session was to be during a noon hour. A "nooner" masturbation session sounded perfect for me. I liked the thought of going somewhere to meet some folks, getting naked and getting myself off while others watched me and I watched others. Very simple, very erotic!!!
I liked the idea that the location of my first session was near my downtown office. This session was set for a "nooner" session which spanned from 11:30 a.m. to 2:00 p.m. Come/cum and go...my lunch hour was 12:30 p.m. to 1:30 p.m. so I liked the idea that I would be arriving and masturbating about mid-way during the set time period.
I packed a little "masturbation workout" bag, which included my favorite vibrator, condoms for quick clean up, lubricant and at the last minute, I decided to include my clit cream. I would put the clit cream on my clit before leaving my office that way I would be primed and ready to go when I arrived at the masturbatory club session.
I have to admit, I was really excited about my first club session. The morning at the office was busy and the time really flew by. I made a trip to the women's restroom about 15-minutes before I left for lunch. I slipped the clit cream in my pocket and headed down to the basement restroom. No one was around, not that it would have mattered, but I liked knowing that I was all alone and could dab the clit cream on my tiny little clitty, use the restroom and wait for the tingle to warm up my pussy...oh, what a delight to have that warmth growing between my legs as I gathered my purse and headed out for "lunch."
I found a perfect parking place and plugged the meter for an hour and a half. I knew I wouldn't necessarily be there for that long but wanted to be sure I had plenty of meter time without getting a parking ticket. I made my way to the elevator with my little workout bag and then up to the room number that was sent via text message a couple of hours earlier.
The room was at the end of the hallway on the 5th floor. I gave the instructed three-knocks on the door and it opened. A good looking guy in gym shorts and no shirt, socks or shoes, opened the door. I stepped in and he closed the door behind me.