My name is John Jordan. As a 22 year old fresh out of college , I was still a virgin who thought a lot about sex. Unfortunately I was very shy. My first job was with an advertising firm. Essentially I was a messenger boy. Talk about starting at the bottom! One day out of the blue, my supervisor approached me in the cafeteria. He must have sensed that I had been checking him out. Anyway, Mr. [Anderson] invited me to a private party he was hosting at a local adult club for the following weekend. He indicated that he appreciated my maturity and also he was only asking a few outsiders in addition to his close friends. I hesitated but he insisted on my coming so I finally accepted. I guess I thought that this opportunity was a way of getting in good with my boss.
The evening of the party came and I dressed casually but neat. I took a cab to the location which was a bit out of the main part of town. The club had a reputation for being kinky. In fact, the name of the club was Club Erotique. I assumed that Mr. Anderson must have arranged a very traditional party with a DJ. Arriving at the club, I approached the main entrance and quickly heard loud dance music from inside. By this time I was excited about the prospect of meeting new people and showing off my dance moves. I opened the door and came face to face with a tall black muscle dude who asked me who invited me. Upon approval, I then entered into the club finding it odd that there were only men and no women. Oh well, I looked for Mr. Anderson and quickly noticed him coming to greet me.
"John, welcome to my party" he said in a very enthusiastic manner. He proceeded to buy me a drink and began introducing me to his friends who seemed to be all older than myself. In fact a few seemed to be at least 20 to 30 years older than me. For some strange reason I found myself with a feeling of being dominated. One man in particular, Bruce Crawford, a 50ish and sexy guy asked me if I would like to join him later for a drink at his place. I'm not sure why, but I accepted his invitation. After dancing all night at the party, I was feeling giddy. Bruce pulled me from the dance floor and directed me out of the club and into his personal vehicle. I think it was a newer BMW. We arrived at his residence and entered his fancy apartment.