The Club 2

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The Club 2
The Club 2
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Year: 2016
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9781311847317
A man takes his shy wife to a sex swingers club, and it unleashes her wild side in such a big way she may never want to leave.
Gowan Bush
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Jessie smooths her hair for the fifth time, and checks herself in the rear-view mirror again.  She scoots over in her seat to do it, and nudges Liam with a deliberate elbow in the process.

“Ouch,” Liam said, in mock pain.  He’s smiling.  “Jessie, you look fucking gorgeous, you don’t need to keep checking yourself.”

Liam laughs while Jessie shoots another nervous glance through the car window into the small parking lot.  There’s few other cars dotted around, most of them expensive models, however, it’s quieter than she expected.  To be fair, though, she has no idea what she expected.  Coming to the club was Liam’s idea from the start, and he nagged her for months about it until she finally agreed.  Originally, the idea came from nowhere, like most of Liam’s schemes, and at first Jessie was annoyed, offended even by the suggestion they go to a sex club.  Jessie dismissed the idea out of hand, even giving Liam the silent treatment for suggesting it, not that he noticed as he’s never been the most sensitive man around.

However, after she’d been alone and had the chance to think things over, the idea caught something far back in her mind and stuck there.  She found herself occasionally thinking about what it’d be like sitting and having a quiet drink, while a few feet away, another couple would be naked with everything they have to offer on display.  Jessie has always been self-conscious about her body, embarrassed by it even.  She’s got a hot body, has even been complimented on it many times. By her husband, women friends, colleagues, and random guys who’d try to hit on her in town on a Friday night.

Jessie’s always had low self-esteem as the delusions of the mind are hard to budge, and hers often whispers to her she should hide her disgusting body.  Secretly, she always feels a flush of something naughty at the thought of others seeing her without clothes.  Some sort of deeply repressed exhibitionist tendency rooted in a younger age.  At home, she was always told to cover her body by her parents.  This came from their deeply held religious beliefs about women showing any flesh is a sin, and leads others to sin.  Something she later rebelled against in her teens wearing skimpy clothing to rile and troll her parents, yet despite this battle of wills, the thought that her flesh is ugly still permeated her thinking.

So a simple throwaway comment from her husband buries itself into the locked away rebellious portion of her brain and put down its roots.  Now she’s here in the passenger seat of the car, in the most outrageous of skimpy outfits, hidden only by a summer coat, not ten feet from the entrance to a genuine sex club.  Jessie looks at Liam and smiles her cute-as-hell nervous smile of hers.

“Come on, lover.  Let’s do this,” she said in a sultry, over the top voice.

Liam laughs, then climbs out the car and crosses to her side and opens the door for her.  A cool evening breeze feels delicious against her hot skin as she gets out of the car.  Liam still can’t believe she’s here, his wife who can be so prudish yet if the right buttons are pushed become so wanton.

He asks, “Are you sure about this?”

Jessie takes a deep breath, she feels good, really good.  Her breathing is rapid, and her heart is pounding, however, she feels sexy, and feels an all-too-familiar tingle between her legs accompanied by a slippery heat.

“I’m sure,” she says in a low voice.

“Are you sure, you’re sure?” Liam insists, his grin getting wider.

Jessie looks at him with a pinched expression, and sighs.

“Just get out of the way before I change my mind.”

Liam laughs, he knows she won’t change her mind now, she’s too excited.  Liam takes her hand and pulls her from the car and together they cross the parking lot and enter the club for the first, and not the last, time.

Once through the door, the warmth hit Jessie enveloping her in a great warm hug.  She smells the chlorine tang of a Jacuzzi from somewhere deeper in the building.  The reception area is small, however, not claustrophobic, and it’s immaculately decorated in a French boudoir style.  The walls are covered in rich, decadent wallpaper, heavy in black and velvet and the chandelier hanging from the ceiling has silver filigree, sparkling with a hundred electric candles.  A closed door before them led on through to the club, and the muted sound of music drifted through the reception area.

“Hi, guys, how are you tonight?”

The cheery voice came from an alcove and desk set in the wall, where a pretty young blonde woman sits.  Liam saunters over, practically oozing confidence, he looks good in the tight gray suit Jessie picked out for him.  Jessie hangs back with her coat pulled tightly around her, despite the warmth.

“Good, thanks,” Liam says.

“First timers?”

The pretty woman, gazes at Jessie with a sympathetic look in her eye.

Jessie asks, “How can you tell?”

Her arms locked around her chest, hugging the coat tight against her.  The woman laughs, a silvery sound, and introduces herself as Carly.  The desk clerk is wearing a short dress of electric blue that rode dangerously high on her thighs as she sat cross legged behind the desk.  The dress is cut low, and shows a tantalizing amount of cleavage.  Carly caught Jessie looking at her cleavage and smiles, not the least put off and this makes Jessie blush.

“I can always spot the newbies.  You’re gonna love it in here, I promise,” Carly said warmly.  “Everyone is so friendly here, and I’m always around if you need assistance.”

Carly glances at Jessie with a pout and an intensity that betrays the desk clerks desire for the nervous housewife, making the poor woman blush again.  As Liam sorts the entry fee, Jessie reaches under her coat and pulls at her dress again, the thing is riding up, almost over her ass.  She looks around, opposite the reception desk is a coat checkroom already half full of coats and bags.  Jessie chews at her lip, knowing it’s going to be busier inside than she thought.

Carly, catching her worried look, said to Jessie, “You can keep your coat on as long as you like.  Some first timers like to, it helps with confidence.”

 

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