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Eric sees it, takes my hand, and blows on my neck.
“In places like this,” he continues, “people offer their bodies for nothing. There are couples who swing, others who look for a third party, and others who simply join an orgy. There are several differently themed rooms. Right now, we’re in the sex-game lobby. Here, you decide if you want to play or not and, most important, whom you want to play with.”
Eric turns the stool. He’s looking me in the eyes.
“Jude, I’m dying to play. I’m dying to fuck you. We’re a couple, so we can just go right through to the club’s back door.”
My mouth is dry. I pick up my glass and take a swallow.
“You’ve been here before, right?”
“Yes, here and in other places like it.”
We’re silent for a few seconds.
“What’s behind that door?”
“A dark room in which people touch and are touched without knowing who’s touching them. After that, there’s a smaller room with chairs, separated by black curtains, for those who don’t want to go as far as the beds; two Jacuzzis; several private rooms to play with whomever you want without being seen; and then a large room with several beds everyone can see, next to the second Jacuzzi, where whoever wants to can join an orgy.”
My legs are trembling. Where has this man brought me?
I’m glad I’m sitting, because otherwise I think I’d fall to the floor. Eric realizes the state I’m in and presses himself against me.
“Sweetness ... I’m never going to do anything you don’t OK beforehand. I want you to know your game is my game. Your bliss is mine, and you and I are the only masters of our bodies.”
“That’s very poetic,” I manage to say.
Eric calmly takes a drink from his glass while I feel my heart accelerating in my chest. This is a very strange world for me, but I realize it doesn’t scare me; on the contrary, I find myself attracted to it.
“Listen, Jude, between us, when we’re in places like this, or with other people between four walls, there are two conditions. The first is, our kisses are just for us. OK?”
“OK.”
I’m glad about that. I’d hate for him to kiss someone else and then kiss me.
“And the second is respect. If something doesn’t feel right to you or to me, we have to say so. If you don’t want somebody to touch you, or fuck you, or suck you, you need to tell me, and I’ll stop it immediately. Same goes in reverse. Agreed?”
“Agreed.” In the thinnest voice, I add, “Eric ... I’m ... I’m not ready for any of what you’ve just described.”
I see him smiling, nodding in agreement.
Then he places his hands between my legs and brings them up to my wet vagina.
“You’re ready, wanting, and wet. But relax. We’re only going to do what you want to do. Even if all you want to do is look. That said, I’m going to fuck you when we get back to the hotel because I’m ready to explode.”
I feel a terrible heat on my face and body.
Eric keeps rubbing his hand between my thighs and then places the palm of his hand against my sex.
“You’re soaked ... juicy ... receptive. Are you excited about being here?”
It would be silly to deny it. I nod.
“Yes, but what excites me most is hearing you talk.”
“Mmm ... what I’m saying excites you?”
“Very much.”