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Teasing Me 

Season 3

Episode 9

“So how does someone own a sex club? It’s not something you find at most career days.”

He smiles that small smile, and I wonder what it might be like to feel that smile against my lips. “No, it’s not. Unfortunately, it’s not as interesting a story as you might think. My friends and I wanted a place where we could be ourselves when it came to sex—whatever that meant. And every club we went to seemed too restrictive. So we started our own. As long as something is consensual and not illegal, you’ll probably be able to find it here.”

“I can see why it’s so popular.” I shift my weight closer to him. It’s not much, but he notices.

“Would you like a tour?”

Something about the way he says it makes me think that a tour isn’t all he has in mind, but that’s fine with me. “Sure.” I tip the rest of my drink back and let him take my hand and draw me across the club. We climb the stairs to the second floor, and I try not to let my jaw gape at what I see. There were pictures of the theme rooms on the website, but seeing them with people is a very different experience. The orgy room is so filled with limbs and bodies that it’s hard to see where one person ends and another begins. My eyes are drawn to a man whose head is between a woman’s legs, and that same woman has someone else’s cock in her mouth. I feel that wetness gather between my legs again even though Hudson pulls me past the room. We see a woman dressed like a secretary in a staged office. I guess she got the memo all wrong because her boss is spanking her. There’s a room that looks like a meadow with what looks like a castle tower in the background.

“This is our newest room. It seems to be popular.”

Two people are having sex on the ground in the false woods, medieval costumes in piles around them. “I suppose the damsel in distress fantasy is something a lot of people have.”

“What about you?” he asks.

“I don’t really have fantasies.”

Still holding my hand, he draws me closer until I’m pressed lightly against his side. “I don’t believe that for a second. Everybody has fantasies.”

I press my lips together to keep from laughing. “I don’t think so.” I’m not lying, I’ve never had one fantasy that really gets me off. Yet another aspect of me that’s thoroughly average and mostly boring.

Hudson leans closer until I think he might kiss me, but he doesn’t. His face is so close to mine that I can taste his breath, and it’s sweet. “Well, maybe we’ll have to find out for sure.”

“Is that a service you provide here at Club Deep?” I ask, a little breathlessly.

“Most people come here knowing exactly what they want. So helping someone explore that is gratifying.”

I let myself lean into him, “You didn’t answer the question.”

“It’s not a service we provide, but it’s something I’m more than willing to do for you.”

My breath stills in my chest, and it feels like time stands still. If I were just me right now, this would terrify me. But I’m not me. I’m a woman of mystery at a party, and this is everything I’ve wanted. “I think I’d like that.”

His smile is slow and sensual. “Come on, the thing really worth seeing is this way.” Just beyond us, at the end of the balcony, is a thick velvet curtain that I didn’t notice. And I let him pull me through into a different world.

Beyond the curtain is a giant space, all burgundy velvet drapes and purple lights. Aerialists hang from the ceiling and alcoves filled with couches and candles are visible behind misty curtains. It’s magical and the energy is purely sexual. It’s not as blatant as downstairs where everything is on display, instead here the music is quieter, and the moans from the alcoves provide their own soundtrack, with half-hidden glimpses of the acts being performed as we walk by.

“This is our special event space,” Hudson says. “We open it whenever we have a party like this. You should see it when we decorate it for Christmas.”

“I’m sure it’s gorgeous,” I say. He pulls me all the way to the end and into an empty alcove with a luxurious couch and table where there’s champagne in a bucket and a centerpiece of candles on the low table. “How did you already have this set up?”


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