After taking another shot, I stumbled out of the bar, but I wasn’t looking to go home. Instead, I pull out the business card from the sex party that Ikept stashed in my purse at all times. Holding it already sent electric waves through my body.
There was a party tonight, and I wasn’t going to miss it.
Chapter 16
Surprisingly, this party was held at the chic Legacy Hotel in a suite inaccessible for public use. The suite aesthetic was as though it were designed specifically for these kinds of events. With a large floor area and two staircases leading up to a second floor of private rooms, it felt like I entered a forbidden paradise. Unlike the other parties I’ve been to, the lights were all on. You could make out everyone’s face and no one was shy about it.
At the door, I was told clothing was optional, but even with liquor running inside me, I was still too timid. My dress was tight, so there was no need to wear a bra. If I took the dress off, I’d only be in my underwear, and I wasn’t brave enough. Both men and women eyed me as I walked by, some licking their lips. For such an open-lit space, there were people all over the place filling out their sexual desires so unafraid. I wasn’t necessarily watching their acts but admiring their courage in expressing themselves so openly.
I found myself walking up one of the flights of stairs. At the top, there was a sign with arrows. One arrow pointed in one direction that read orgies while the other arrow pointed in the direction that read audience. Curious to see what the audience side meant, I walked down the hall where each room had an open door where people came in and out. Approaching the first room, a group watched two women devour each other. Not into watching, I head to the next room. There was loud panting as I entered the space. People softly whispering to each other.
“Ugh, I’d give anything to be her right now,” a woman says to another.
I was going toward the center, where people glued their eyes on a man and a woman. She was on her back, propped up onto her elbows with her head tilted back as she moaned in pleasure. The man was on his knees with his face planted right onto her core. When the woman pulled her head back to watch the man, I recognized who she was. Hearing her scream, I tried to remember where I had seen her before. I step forward to get a better view but I was so distracted by their performance to focus. I watched the man bite her, eat her, swallow her, all while never taking his eyes off her.
I took in his every move. Watching him get off his knees and enter inside of her, he didn’t even bother wiping his mouth wet with her juices. He held onto her waist, ramming himself inside her fast and strong with every pulsating movement. He looked as though he was going to break her. Then, in a swift movement, he flipped her on her hands and knees. Cupping her breast, he kissed her shoulder. Unable to take my eyes off of them, I stood there, feeling the moisture build between my legs.
A man stood beside me, gaining my attention. “Do you want some?”
I bit my bottom lip as the man waited for my answer. In desperation for sexual release, I nod my head. He motions for me to follow him into an empty room with a bed on a platform set up like a stage. Throwing me onto the bed, he looks down at me.
The man grinned in excitement. “Let’s role play.”
“What do you have in mind?”
The first thing he did was rip my dress off.
In a matter of minutes, a few people walk into the room. By then, I was completely naked, my face down and ass up with the man’s tongue swirling inside me. Everything about this was outside my comfort zone, but the feeling was too good to make it stop. Rather than focus on the room of people, I close my eyes and bury my face into the mattress as Ilet out my cries of pleasure. A pinch of pain jolts through me as the man slaps my bare ass causing me to lift my head. The room was full of people watching me on all fours as he enters his cock inside of me. The man barely lasted 60 seconds. Strangers are watching as the man climaxes and cums all over my back. My body falls forward as he lets go of me. The regret sets in immediately.
I hear the room empty, and eventually, I sit up. With guilt pitted deep in my stomach, I get dressed and walked as fast as my feet could. I didn’t stop until I was outside the hotel. By the time I exited the doors, that guilt plummeted into anger. All I wanted was Emilio’s attention, and not getting it led me to this.
The smell of the air weighed heavily, and the lack of people outside somehow made me feel abandoned. As I approach the taxi pickup area, my phone rings. My spirit lifted for a moment, thinking that it was Emilio—how I craved his attention now more than ever made no sense. But it wasn’t Emilio who was calling and as quickly as my spirit rose, it quickly dropped.
“What do you want, Alfie?” I answered.
“Where are you?”
“Why?” the annoyance in my voice was evident.
“Molly drunk dialed me. I came to pick her up; she said you left. Are you okay?”
I roll my eyes as I get into one of the cabs. “I’m fine.”
“You don’t sound fine.”
“Why would it matter to you anyway?” I spat out before telling the driver my address.
“I care, that’s why.”
“Sure,” I laugh.
“Come on, B.”
“We are back to B now. I prefer you calling me Bethany.”
Alfie huffed. “You are right,” he confessed, “I don’t need to act a certain way to be the man I want to be. It’s a thin line, and I’m just trying to find my footing.”
“Okay,” I replied, just wanting to go home. Alfie’s behavior was the last thing I cared about right now.
