Chapter Six
Evangeline
Tonight isthe night I finally get my first look at Club Bridge, and Kamii is treating me to dinner first to go over the last of the details. I didn’t get to actually visit it yet, but all of my paperwork has been filled out, and I took the necessary tests last week. They said I could go and watch, but that sounded like pure torture—not being able to actually join in on the fun.
“So how does this work again? I honestly get to fuck whoever I want tonight?” I ask after we eat, getting right to the point and putting it out there.
Kamii shakes her head almost in disbelief. “God, you’re too much like my friend Becca…the girl who brought me into the club. So yes and no. You don’t have to, and I encourage you to look around, take everything in, and get a feel for the place. I didn’t, um…” She leans in whispering, “have sex with anyone my first time.”
“Are you really shy about this?Um, have sex,” I jokingly mock her. “Really, Kamii? This, at a club, is plain, old, simple fucking, all day long.”
She shakes her head, covering her eyes. “Yes. I guess it is, but you’ll see. Some people will already be paired up, and some will be eyeing you. You’re fresh meat, so let that sink in. Try to be choosy your first time. It’s more overwhelming than you think. Do you have a name picked out for yourself?”
“Yes. Evangeline.”
She looks at me suspiciously, like she knows it means something. “Care to explain why?”
“No. Not really.” I shrug.
“Most people use names that are totally different than their own; mine is Eurydice, from Greek mythology. Are you sure you want to use something that could be a real name?”
“Let’s just say it reminds me of something I want to be, and this club might just be the answer to getting me there.”
“Okay then, Evangeline it is. Do you have your mask?”
I pull out a magenta mask that covers my forehead all the way to my nose in a solid black material with a lace overlay and a lace butterfly that sticks off the mask. It’s cute, sexy, and I felt it covered my face the most. If I’m going to do this, I don’t want to have to worry about the guy recognizing me at Starbucks the next day.
“Wow, that’s beautiful,” Kamii says as she reaches out to touch the butterfly.
“Thanks, I thought so, and it’s my favorite color, so it was perfect.”
“It’s totally you. Just one word of advice…There’s always a human factor you have to deal with. Feelings, jealousy, no matter how anonymous we keep it, things can happen, so my best advice to you is to keep the club at the club.”
I nod, knowing I’ll have no problem distinguishing between the two. I don’t do relationships, which is why this whole anonymous thing is perfect for me.
“Well then, what do you say? Are you ready?” she asks.
“Hell, yes, I’m ready. Let’s do this.”
* * *
The guardsat the front door know who I am, but no names are exchanged or introductions made. Just seeing I’m with Kamii says everything they need to know, and my entrance is granted.
I take off my maroon dress to reveal my black lace bustier with magenta accents to match my mask. It sits right above my waist, and the garter belt straps hang past my lace thong and attach to a pair of simple, sheer black stockings.
I look over at Kamii to see her wearing the cutest baby doll nighty, showing off her belly in the most tasteful way. Preston must have been watching the door. Before I know it, a tall man has his arm wrapped around her from the back, embracing her belly and kissing her neck in a move so seductive I turn my head, not wanting to feel like I’m intruding on their time together.
Then I remember why I’m here and that I’ll see a lot of that tonight, but knowing it’s Preston and Kamii somehow makes it different. With that thought, I make sure my mask is on correctly, take a deep breath, and enter what I hope to be a new world for me to indulge in.
I’ve dreamed of what this place would be like since they first told me, but nothing prepared me for this. Kamii wanted to go a little later, so I wouldn’t be one of the first to arrive, and now everything makes total sense.
Everywhere I look, I see something I never thought I’d ever experience. I envisioned what it would be like to physically watch people having sex, but nothing compares to actually seeing it live, right in front of me. I can’t help but stare, opening my mouth slightly as my skin starts to flush with nervousness and excitement I can’t begin to explain other than it’s like nothing I’ve felt before.
Most of the scenes have already begun, and very few people line the areas in between. I secretly praise Kamii for making me wait till later to arrive. This way I get to see exactly how this all goes down without the whole wondering how and when.
As I stand in a big open room, I see five areas surrounding me, all with people engaging in some kind of sexual act on different things from beds to couches to tables that look like they’re padded in some way. In front of those areas sit a few random people who are obviously here just to watch.
I keep trying to look at each scene, but it’s a crazy weird feeling to watch people I don’t know have sex. So instead, I look at the people sitting by themselves. To my surprise, the expression on their faces turns me on more than the people actually having sex, so for now, I turn all my attention toward them.
