As the door of the building shut behind them with a loud thud, it was clear by the dim lights and lack of any sound that the club was empty.
“Hello.” She shouted into the vastness of the empty space.
Her husband at her side, waited a moment for no response before replying to her himself. “Well they are obviously closed huh.”
They looked around and noticed chairs inverted on all the tables, a clear sign that the operation was closed for regular business and ready for the floors to be mopped. It looked as though the last of the patrons wasn’t too long gone before them, the place was still a mess from an obviously busy weekend night. Drink glasses still lined portions of the bar, cocktail napkins and cigarette butts littered the floor, and portions of the floor were sticky from spilled beverages. No single person, employee or otherwise could be seen or heard however.
The couple moved further into the room and noticed a smaller cocktail table separate from the other mass of tables and chairs, yet directly in the walking path where anyone would notice right away. On it laid a single manila envelope, with the married couples last name spelled out with a black sharpie in bold letters.
Slightly curious as to why no greeting, and an envelope instead, she motioned for her husband to take notice of the single item on the table. She was overly inquisitive as to the possibilities of its contents. “Open it!” Her voice cracked with a tone of excitement.
He reached out to inspect the envelope, saw only the writing on the outside, and unsealed the top of the package. He then withdrew a single sheet of paper with a short typed message on it.
Reading aloud for his wife, he began reciting its words directly. “Thank you for your inquiry and interest in our parties. We are very excited to entertain you this late evening, after your e-mail and pictures we are extremely excited to meet the two of you, especially the Mrs. She is lovely. Please join us in the back room around the bar.”
As he turned to look at her face for a reaction, she was the first to speak. “Interesting, they must be preparing some fun in the back.” She looked at the far corner of the room at the end of the bar and noticed what seemed to be the only door at the back of the bar area.
Her husband took her hand and made their way over towards the corner. Nervousness and butterflies overtook both of them as they imagined what waited for them on the other side of the door, but they smiled at each other as if they were both totally at ease and excited just the same.
The door opened and they stepped into a short hall way that led into a large store room. The ceiling was taller than the club, and large metal shelving extended high up to the top containing all sorts of items a club, or bar might need. A large open area right in the middle of the concrete floor was devoid of any shelving, it only contained a few folding chairs, a strange looking table, and what appeared to be a photo booth of sorts.
It was obvious right away though there was still no one around however, it seemed even quieter than the main room in the club except the sound of her heels clicking against the hard concrete floor as they made their way inside.
This time it was him that was looking for a response as he yelled out. “Anybody here?”
His wife continued to the center of the warehouse as he looked about for any sign of life in the building. As she drew closer, she noticed the table sitting next to the strange booth, looked almost like a medical table of sorts. Padded on the top, it looked to be adjustable in height, and contained what looked as if they were stirrups on the end. It reminded her of something at her gynecologists office, other than it seemed attached at the head of the table to the booth next to it. On the black vinyl padding, another large envelope stood out.
As she removed the page inside, she assumed it contained more instructions on how to proceed without a host around. The top of the new letter read “For Hubby” in large bold lettering. She called out to him before she read on. “Sweetie, come here, this letter is for you it seems.”
After giving up on inspecting their surroundings for another person, he made his way to her and immediately noticed that the table was far more than it looked when they first walked in. Shocked at the thought of possibilities for its purpose he responded. “Whoa, what do they have planned here?”
The sight made him forget about being impatient and apprehensive as to the lack of finding a human being. Though he was visibly perplexed while focusing on the padded bench in front of him, She waved the second letter in front of him to draw his attention. Hoping for an explanation as to what was necessary to continue, He read it out loud.
“For hubby, please strip your wife of all her clothing and place her clothes on the chairs by you.” He looked at his wife for a reaction, she giggled in anticipation as to what else was in store. He continued, “When she is fully nude, instruct her to lie face up on the table before you. Her head will need to rest inside the hole at the top of the bench on the side of the box, so that her head is inside the attached booth. Then secure her neck into place with the panel above the opening that will slide down in place around her neck and lock into place.” She was already starting to unbutton her blouse as he finished the instructions. “Once she is in place, you need to step inside the booth yourself and close the door behind you. Then our evening will begin”
His wife was in a hurried frenzy as she rushed to remove her top. “Pretty simple, lets do this.” The tone in her voice revealed her eager anticipation to continue. Once she was free of her blouse, she began removing her bra in the same rapid fashion.
He observed his wife’s enthusiasm as she moved on to undoing her skirt. Not surprising to him, as it came down that was the last of her clothing, wearing panties was not on the agenda for the evening. Her heels were the final item on her body, and she removed them one by one while resting against the end of the bench. They each dropped to the concrete floor quickly, and she hopped up on the bench and scooted back to allow her head to lie inside the restrictive hole.
He took a long gaze at his wife resting naked on the device, she was blushing with nervous expectancy as she lie ready for him to seal her neck in place. Her body looked delicious and inviting, her skin radiated a glow, and she emitted a sex appeal like he had never seen before from his own wife. Unfortunately he wouldn’t be experiencing any of her pleasures himself tonight.
“Hello.” She shouted into the vastness of the empty space.
Her husband at her side, waited a moment for no response before replying to her himself. “Well they are obviously closed huh.”
They looked around and noticed chairs inverted on all the tables, a clear sign that the operation was closed for regular business and ready for the floors to be mopped. It looked as though the last of the patrons wasn’t too long gone before them, the place was still a mess from an obviously busy weekend night. Drink glasses still lined portions of the bar, cocktail napkins and cigarette butts littered the floor, and portions of the floor were sticky from spilled beverages. No single person, employee or otherwise could be seen or heard however.
The couple moved further into the room and noticed a smaller cocktail table separate from the other mass of tables and chairs, yet directly in the walking path where anyone would notice right away. On it laid a single manila envelope, with the married couples last name spelled out with a black sharpie in bold letters.
Slightly curious as to why no greeting, and an envelope instead, she motioned for her husband to take notice of the single item on the table. She was overly inquisitive as to the possibilities of its contents. “Open it!” Her voice cracked with a tone of excitement.
He reached out to inspect the envelope, saw only the writing on the outside, and unsealed the top of the package. He then withdrew a single sheet of paper with a short typed message on it.
Reading aloud for his wife, he began reciting its words directly. “Thank you for your inquiry and interest in our parties. We are very excited to entertain you this late evening, after your e-mail and pictures we are extremely excited to meet the two of you, especially the Mrs. She is lovely. Please join us in the back room around the bar.”
As he turned to look at her face for a reaction, she was the first to speak. “Interesting, they must be preparing some fun in the back.” She looked at the far corner of the room at the end of the bar and noticed what seemed to be the only door at the back of the bar area.
Her husband took her hand and made their way over towards the corner. Nervousness and butterflies overtook both of them as they imagined what waited for them on the other side of the door, but they smiled at each other as if they were both totally at ease and excited just the same.
The door opened and they stepped into a short hall way that led into a large store room. The ceiling was taller than the club, and large metal shelving extended high up to the top containing all sorts of items a club, or bar might need. A large open area right in the middle of the concrete floor was devoid of any shelving, it only contained a few folding chairs, a strange looking table, and what appeared to be a photo booth of sorts.
It was obvious right away though there was still no one around however, it seemed even quieter than the main room in the club except the sound of her heels clicking against the hard concrete floor as they made their way inside.
This time it was him that was looking for a response as he yelled out. “Anybody here?”
His wife continued to the center of the warehouse as he looked about for any sign of life in the building. As she drew closer, she noticed the table sitting next to the strange booth, looked almost like a medical table of sorts. Padded on the top, it looked to be adjustable in height, and contained what looked as if they were stirrups on the end. It reminded her of something at her gynecologists office, other than it seemed attached at the head of the table to the booth next to it. On the black vinyl padding, another large envelope stood out.
As she removed the page inside, she assumed it contained more instructions on how to proceed without a host around. The top of the new letter read “For Hubby” in large bold lettering. She called out to him before she read on. “Sweetie, come here, this letter is for you it seems.”
After giving up on inspecting their surroundings for another person, he made his way to her and immediately noticed that the table was far more than it looked when they first walked in. Shocked at the thought of possibilities for its purpose he responded. “Whoa, what do they have planned here?”
The sight made him forget about being impatient and apprehensive as to the lack of finding a human being. Though he was visibly perplexed while focusing on the padded bench in front of him, She waved the second letter in front of him to draw his attention. Hoping for an explanation as to what was necessary to continue, He read it out loud.
“For hubby, please strip your wife of all her clothing and place her clothes on the chairs by you.” He looked at his wife for a reaction, she giggled in anticipation as to what else was in store. He continued, “When she is fully nude, instruct her to lie face up on the table before you. Her head will need to rest inside the hole at the top of the bench on the side of the box, so that her head is inside the attached booth. Then secure her neck into place with the panel above the opening that will slide down in place around her neck and lock into place.” She was already starting to unbutton her blouse as he finished the instructions. “Once she is in place, you need to step inside the booth yourself and close the door behind you. Then our evening will begin”
His wife was in a hurried frenzy as she rushed to remove her top. “Pretty simple, lets do this.” The tone in her voice revealed her eager anticipation to continue. Once she was free of her blouse, she began removing her bra in the same rapid fashion.
He observed his wife’s enthusiasm as she moved on to undoing her skirt. Not surprising to him, as it came down that was the last of her clothing, wearing panties was not on the agenda for the evening. Her heels were the final item on her body, and she removed them one by one while resting against the end of the bench. They each dropped to the concrete floor quickly, and she hopped up on the bench and scooted back to allow her head to lie inside the restrictive hole.
He took a long gaze at his wife resting naked on the device, she was blushing with nervous expectancy as she lie ready for him to seal her neck in place. Her body looked delicious and inviting, her skin radiated a glow, and she emitted a sex appeal like he had never seen before from his own wife. Unfortunately he wouldn’t be experiencing any of her pleasures himself tonight.