Casey sighed, licking the cappuccino froth from her plastic teaspoon and leaning back in her chair.
"I don't know, chickie. Sex with Justin is fantastic, but…"
"But you want to try something new, right?" Tara, as usual, could read her best friend's mind like a book.
"Exactly!" Casey exclaimed. "How did you know?"
"Well, before me and Craig broke up, we talked about stuff like that."
"Stuff like what?" Casey's ears pricked up.
It was Sunday, known to the young women as 'CafeDay,' because it was the only day both friends had free from work. As a managerial type, Tara worked the 9-5, M-S shifts, while as a model for Mens' magazines, Casey was busy most nights. They were seated in a small booth in a trendy café on the Queen Street Mall, drinking fashionable cappuccinos and catching up on a week's worth of gossip.
"Unusual stuff, stuff that you don't get to do every day, that kind of thing." Tara admitted.
"Tara, babe, you're going to have to be more specific." Tara, looked away, slightly embarrassed.
"Ok, just check out this club," she said quickly, handing a small, lavender business card to her friend. "I know a girl at the office whose cousin works there." Tara said by way of explanation, before quickly standing up.
"You leaving already?" Casey asked, disappointed at their weekly meeting being cut suddenly short.
"Yeah, sorry chickie. Blind lunch date." She shrugged apologetically, rolling her eyes in obvious code for my mother set me up – again. Casey giggled.
"Have fun. Don't stay up too late!"
"Oh, I won't. Believe me." Tara grinned, grimaced, and left. As she walked away, Casey examined the laminated card in her hand.
"House of Venus?" She wondered. Well, it might be worth mentioning to Justin. After all, Tara had said it was unusual, and she needed a surprise for their two-year anniversary next Saturday.
* * *
"Hey baby?" Casey asked, rolling over in bed to rest her chin on Justin's naked chest, tweaking his nipple gently.
"Hmmm?" Justin groaned, a sweet, post-lovemaking smile plastered on his face.
"Babe, have you heard of a club called 'House of Venus'?" she asked. Justin shook his head sleepily.
"Is it some kind of boutique?"
"I don't think so, Tara gave me this business card on CafeDay, she was kind of embarrassed about having it, I think. Wanna go check it out?"
"When?"
"What about Saturday night? I want to do something different for our anniversary. Something special."
"Ok sweetie, whatever you want."
"Aw…" Casey grinned, and curled up against Justin's warm body to sleep.
* * *
Saturday night rolled around, and Casey and Justin prepared to go out. The plan was to share a romantic dinner at Manicis', hit their regular club for a few hours, then check out 'House of Venus' to investigate. The dinner was amazing. Justin had arranged a candle-lit table by the window with a seaside view, and over desert, presented her with a beautiful ruby drop-pendant on a liquid-silver chain, which he fastened gently around her slender neck. Having already phoned the enquiries number on the business card, Casey knew just what was in store for her lover that evening, and promised that he would have his present soon.
After the meal, Casey and Justin met up with a few friends at the Sly Fox Inn, and spent the next few hours sipping cocktails and rum-and-cokes respectively. At 11:30, the pair politely excused themselves, among catcalls and lewd suggestions, and laughingly, caught a cab to the address printed on the card.
They paid the fare and found themselves out the front of a huge mirrored warehouse, similar to the one where Casey's first modelling job had taken place.
"Well, this brings back memories." Justin commented, remembering their first meeting as model and photographer. Casey just smiled at him, and led him through the door to the counter.
The woman behind the glass counter wore nothing except a sheer black negligee on her perfectly formed body. She smiled at the couple as they approached her. Justin cleared his throat nervously and looked to his girlfriend. This was not what he had expected.
"Name please?" The woman asked in French-tipped accent.
"Oh, of course. The reservation's under Casey." Casey said. The woman checked her reservation book and smiled.
"This way please."
The three stepped through a heavy black curtain, and into a brightly lit hall. Justin was a little worse for the alcohol he'd consumed, and his eyes wandered to the woman's perfectly rounded ass cheeks as she sashayed in front of them. Casey, who had deliberately stayed fairly sober, felt a small pang of jealousy. Justin, able to sense her feelings, quickly squeezed her hand and kissed her on the cheek. He smiled at her.
"Your ass is much nicer." He whispered.
The woman ushered them into a small room, then followed.
"Welcome to the 'House of Venus.' My name is Jacqueline, and I will be your host this evening." Jacqueline smiled. "Is this your first visit to our couples only exclusive club?" Casey nodded.
"Yeah, it's our anniversary. I wanted to do something different."
"Well, then, I had better explain the procedure." Their host smiled. "From here, I will lead you to the bathrooms, where you will be bathed and cleaned. From there, you will enter the viewing room. I will meet you there to discuss your options. I do not want to ruin your evening by revealing all too soon. Follow me please."
Jacqueline led the way down the hall, to an elaborate bathroom. As it was in Roman time, there was a huge sunken, steaming pool in the centre of the room. Other couples were sitting together, being lavishly soaped by young men and women in skimpy swimwear. Jacqueline asked them to strip down, then took their clothes to a locker and left them alone.
"Would you care for something from the Substance Bar?" A feminine voice asked from their left. Casey and Justin followed the voice to find a blonde woman, dressed just like Jacqueline only in red, standing behind a plush bar. Justin had quickly sobered up from the shock, and asked the pretty lady what she meant.
"Your Substance Bar allowance in included in the cover charge, which I am informed, has already been paid. We do not serve any addictive drugs, but you are welcome to help yourself to what we do make available." Selecting a joint each, Casey and Justin smoked to relax their nerves. Both were naked, and feeling self-conscious.
They allowed a young man and woman to lead them to the bath. The water was delightfully hot, and they sat hand in hand as their bathers lathered sweet-smelling soaps and oils all over their naked bodies. Feeling the effects of the pot, Casey became more adventurous, and leaned over to kiss her lover, sliding her body onto his and pressing her lips gently against his neck. Their bathers giggled at them, prised them apart and handed them bathrobes to slip into.
"Enjoy your evening." They chorused, as the ushered the couple through yet another door and onto a balcony.
Jacqueline was waiting for them.
"I trust you enjoyed that?" Casey nodded dopily.
"Where are we babe?" Justin whispered loudly in her ear.
"We're in heaven baby." Casey replied. Jacqueline motioned them closer to the balcony, and for the first time they could hear moaning on the floor below. Curious, they peeked over the balcony and gasped simultaneously.
In one corner there was one huge bed, roughly the size of six king size beds. In the other corner was a huge, steamy hot tub. Stationed all around were sexual apparatuses. But the most amazing thing was that, everywhere the eye could see, there were beautiful, sexy men and women, orally stimulating each other.
"As you can see," Jacqueline began, "our employees are not permitted to have intercourse with one another. This must be saved for the clients. However, they must spend their free time stimulating each other to ensure that they are ready to serve a client at any time." Casey and Justin just stared, unable to believe their eyes. "From your booking I see that you have a Class C Reservation. You are therefore entitled to select only two of our employees for your pleasure, and are limited to one man only." Jacqueline continued.
Justin looked at Casey in wonder.
"Is she serious? Did you know about this?" he asked her.