This story was written as an exhibitionists escalation for a friend; sort of a how far would you go in real life. Enjoy.
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Derek was away for a conference and was joined by his long-time girlfriend Lisa for a bit of a vacation. The conference was over and they had a few days to let loose before going home. Derek was six foot one, 180 pounds with dark wavy hair. He wasn't a model but went to the gym regularly. What Lisa loved the most about him were his abs and touched his butt whenever she could. Lisa was five foot seven, a hundred and fifteen pounds, with straight dark brown hair that just touched her shoulders. Years of Pilates and an occasional booty boot camp kept her stomach flat. She was very proud of that. Derek loved her C cup breasts and often though about the way they bounced as they made love.
Derek had forgotten that it was Valentine's Day and hadn't booked anything. He asked around and was told about a great club by one of the people he had met at the conference. It sounded perfect for really cutting loose. He told Lisa about it and they decided to go that night. Lisa wore a stretchy ribbed jersey knit dress that clung to her curves, hugging her thighs and ending just above the knee. Its cream colour and scoop neck emphasised her flawless skin and slight tan. Derek had chosen that one earlier in the day, as they went shopping after her having modelled a bunch. Derek was wearing dark wool pants that fit his ass snugly and a button down shirt. A slim cut blazer complimented and highlighted his broad shoulders.
They arrived much too early. It was modelled after a German techno club. There was a small stage at the end building and small raised dance platform in the middle. A bar extended then length of one side and booths and raised bar tables were scattered about. They were the first ones there and chose a booth next to the bar. An attractive waitress served them Prosecco and they ordered appetizers. Derek admired the way the dress fit her. He told her and she blushed at the compliment. A few other couples came in as they talked. Derek reminded her of how good their lovemaking had been the previous night. Lisa blushed further as he whispered across the table all sorts of naughty things that he wanted to do to her.
Music started and a woman started dancing on stage. She was wearing a glittery full support bra and matching thong. Her moves were obviously professional as she pranced and moved around the stage. They watched in silence for while admiring the attractive woman. It wasn't a lewd dance more of something that you would see at a dance club. Derek told Lisa that she should be up there shaking her booty, dressed similarly. She playfully slapped his arm, and then rested her hand on his. He looked at the lines of her bra and boy shorts through her dress and imagined Lisa up there. Lisa had tried on several set of undergarments earlier in the day but settled on her favourite lace trimmed matching set in white. There were other that were less visible and had seriously considered a thong but she liked the way her ass looked better in these.
The bar started to fill in a bit. The lights dimmed a bit changing from dinner mode to club mode. The atmosphere was electric. A couple of more professional dancers had done their thing on stage. There was no clothing removed and it added to the air of anticipation. The current girl was very good and Lisa and Derek stopped saying naughty things to one another to watch. She enticed the audience with suggestive moves that still exuded class. She wore a gold thong with blue trim and matching top.
Derek beckoned Lisa close and whispered into her ear, "If go to the washroom and remove your bra and panties, I'll buy you champagne." She looked shocked at his suggestion. His chiseled jaw and lustful eyes made her brash.
"I will, if you will." He ordered the champagne and went to the bathroom. His white cotton boxer briefs were folded and put in the pocket of his blazer. Damn he was partially hard. He looked at his image in the mirror. The tight thin fabric outlined his engorging cock. Thank god it was dark.
He returned to his seat. Lisa giggled at the outline in his pants and he gulped the last of his Prosecco as he sat down. She had a twinkle in her eye. He gestured to her with a slight nod to the bathroom. She licked her lips, stood up and sashayed to the bathroom. Derek noticed several couples watched her as she walked the length of the bar. One couple got up from their booth and stood at the bar next to Derek and Lisa's table. Derek nodded politely at the couple. Lisa returned looking very self-conscious and she held the hem of her dress walking nervously. She sat quickly finishing her glass of prosecco in three gulps.
Derek admired the outline of her figure through the material. Her nipples were trying to bore through the material, the outline of her breasts clearly visible. "You look very hot."
"Thank you." She leaned into him. "I'm so turned on right now."
The waitress arrived with their Champagne and was fiddling with the cork. Lisa and Derek were admiring the dancer in gold and blue who had just finished her performance. She stopped nearby and wiped the perspiration from her brow with a towel. The subtle pop drew their attention to the waitress.
"Natasha has a very nice ass doesn't she? I could stare at it all day." The waitress said nodding her head to the dancer in gold a blue.
"I agree, it's the second best ass in the club," Derek smiled looking at Lisa.
"Would you like to meet her? Natasha, would you mind joining us." Natasha glided to their table still breathing heavily and patting her face. Sweat glistened from all of her exposed skin. She sat down beside Lisa. "Natasha this is Derek and Lisa."
"I am pleased to meet you." Natasha oozed in a mild Russian accent.
"And you. We were admiring your ass. You have fantastic moves up there." Derek said.
"One feeds the other. The more I dance the better it looks. Do you mind if I have a sip of your champagne? I am very thirsty."
"Have a glass, this is our second bottle of bubbles tonight and we won't be able to finish it." Derek invited. "I was mentioning that you have the second best ass here." Derek smiled as he gestured to Lisa. Lisa was blushing a crimson hue that extended from her hairline to toes.
"Stand up, let me see." said Natasha. Lisa stood nervously. Natasha leaned back admiring Lisa up close. "Yes that may be true." Lisa sat down again quickly. "Did you want a tour of the private area upstairs? It's the reason most people come to the club."
Lisa's curiosity was piqued, "What happens upstairs?"
"It is easier if I show you. Give me five minutes to get permission and I will return for you."
Lisa was animated and she wondered why permission would be required. They were discussing possibilities when Natasha returned. "Come. Leave your things. This table is reserved for you." Natasha held a substantial looking key which opened a sturdy looking door. A narrow stairway led upstairs.
"I am the floor manager for the second floor and I control all that goes on up here. Cover charge is $60 per person. My word is law and you will be removed very rapidly if you break the rules. This is the change area, women on the left men on the right. There are cubbies for your personal effect and you have the only key, although most prefer to leave their keys with me for safekeeping. Rule one, no one is allowed past this area wearing more than their undergarments." Natasha eyed Lisa up and down noticing the lack of panty lines. "Less if they prefer." Lisa blushed again.
"Rule two, you only get one towel so keep it with you at all times. If you lose it or it gets soiled you will not get another. Rule three, everything is consensual. If I even get a hint that something isn't right you will be removed. We tend to discourage rough play because it's too difficult to tell"
Lisa looked puzzled, "Wait people have sex here?"
"Yes, again no one does anything that they don't want to do but people couple here every night. This is our wooden cross, which is quite popular. You can lean on it forwards, backwards and hold the leather loops pretending that you are restrained." Natasha performed the positions as she talked. "This is our swing which is also very popular. It has loops for the arms, legs and back and can be used in all sorts of way. I won't demonstrate but you get the idea."
Lisa was in shock. She didn't realize these places existed. She found herself getting warm as Natasha described their use. Late this evening someone would be mostly naked or even entirely naked in that swing.
Derek was becoming uncomfortable hard. Natasha was describing plainly and very matter of fact, hot sex.
"This raised area is also one of the favourites. Watch your step." Natasha motioned for them to follow her up the five steps. A huge bed was on a platform surrounded by walls to the ceiling on the side and headboard. The side walls were mirrored and snug against the bed and the only way on to it was the platform that they were standing on. "Later at night this is the most popular spot. You can watch yourself in the mirror or as you can see it is one way glass and other can watch you form the viewing areas."
Natasha descended the steps. Lisa's mouth was formed in a large 'O' in surprise. The bed was quite clear through the viewing area. Natasha continued. "This area is our glory hole area. Men are on the left. Women are on the right."
"Wait." Derek interrupted. He was fully hard and breathing heavily. "How does the woman glory hole work? The guys obviously stick their cock through the hole and chick suck on it from the other side. What about the women?"
"Come in let me show you, the women lie on their backs on this padded bench. They put their feet up against the wall put their pussy next to the hole. Then the men or women can finger or lick them from the other side. I won't demonstrate but you understand now?"
Derek just nodded. Lisa's pussy was now soaked as she imagined herself on her back as unknown strangers licked her most sensitive areas.
