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Max’s first club visit
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The clubs unique design meant that there were two designated play areas - one for couples and their invitees where single men weren’t permitted unless invited and the other half for anyone, but due to the division, this area was inevitably almost exclusively full of single males hoping to entice an invite to the other side. To aid them in this quest, there was a bar area where mixing was allowed but also, there was one other key architectural feature which Mark & Max we’re soon to discover.
It was their first time in a club, and it’s fair to say that they were initially like rabbits in the headlights but had found their feet and grown rapidly more comfortable in a short period of time. The Dutch courage at the bar area helped and despite their initial apprehension about the dress down policy of the club, Mark was surprisingly comfortable sporting just the white towel the club supplied and Max was wafting around like a goddess in her four inch heels and pretty neon yellow Boux Avenue underwear set which the UV lighting made glow. The fact that the club was fairly devoid of couples and females boosted her confidence as eyes were on her and lolling tongues were evident wherever she went. |
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The club was quite vast and there were plenty of small rooms to explore. The lockable room with the swing and St Andrews Cross was explored at length, but that’s another story.
A couple of hours into their visit and they were still exploring the couples side of the club. Adjacent to the large hot tub was the architectural feature we mentioned above.
There was a deliberate 6ft gap in the wall between the single male side and the sanctity of the couples side. This space was filled with floor to ceiling vertical stainless steel bars, wide enough for hand access but spaced closely enough to prevent anyone from passing though. On the other side of the bars was a space with a long dimly lit corridor leading to it. The area was fairly densely populated with a wide range of male specimens. Mainly peacocks strutting their stuff, hoping to entice a couple to invite them to play. |
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Needless to say the single male’s interest was piqued when Maxine and I entered the room. Max’s middle name may as well be “Tease” and something about those stainless steel bars dialled her “tease mode” up to 11! She approached the bars, turned and faced me. She flinched as the cold steel touched the exposed skin of her thong clad buttocks. Her face was full of mischief as she started dancing and gyrating, sliding up and down the bars.
It was a majestic sight to see, even for someone who has had the pleasure of feasting on her skin for a quarter of a century. The guys the other side of the bars wholeheartedly agreed and slowly edged towards her. |
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She turned and faced them, continuing to dance provocatively, cupping her large breasts, dropping into a squat and springing back to her full height.
She encouraged two of the guys to approach her and then turned her back on them again. Her skin tingled as the first of 4 hands caressed her skin through the bars. Firstly touching her respectfully on the shoulder, down the length of her back, bypassing her buttocks and continuing down and up her long legs. Her face was alive with the pleasure she was gaining from this. Mark just stood back enjoying the show. |
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It wasn’t long before two more guys joined the show and the original two got more bold and were caressing her buttocks and reaching around to grab her boobs. This sent her into overdrive, and the intensity of her experience was plain to see.
She turned to face the men again and words were exchanged. Like well trained puppies the guys were hanging on her every word and nodding away in acquiescence.
She turned to face Mark with a look on her face that he knew all too well. The look meant mischief was afoot. “Don’t move a muscle, I’ll be back” she said. She spun on her heel and was gone. Mark’s brain was a whirl with questions and intrigue. Where had she gone? Toilet break? Another round of drinks, surely not? Maybe some toys from her bag in the locker? |
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He didn’t have to wait too long for the answer. Thirty feet away at the end of the dimly lit corridor on the other side of the bars, a UV light lit the all too familiar shape of his wife, strutting towards her husband with the confidence, poise and strut of a tigress about to go hunting.
Mark’s jaw almost literally hit the floor, he was speechless and could do nothing but stare on in amazement as his wife made her way down the corridor with the familiar clip clop of her stilettos on the terrazzo flooring. The group of 6 or 7 men waiting on the other side of the bars spotted the look on Mark’s face, then heard the approaching staccato of the heels and turned as one to see the approaching goddess. They parted to allow Max through and she made her way all the way to the stainless steel bars, a couple of feet away from her husband but it felt like miles away.
She smiled, winked, mouthed “enjoy” and then turned away from him. He was presented with the view that enchanted the single guys moments earlier, her divine bum cheeks divided by the shiny bars. It was at that point that the men advanced. |
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Thanks for the positive feedback. I’ve not written anymore as yet - had intended it to be a cliffhanger and for people’s imaginations to take over as the reality of the situation crossed over into fantasy in the last couple of paragraphs. |
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