“I’ve also reserved a private tour to walk you through the club. Much has changed over the last several years. Assuming that’s ok?” She looks pointedly at Everlee.
Everlee sits up, back straight. “I can’t wait.” She does a good job hiding her nerves, but I know her. I see her. And I can tell she’s a little uncomfortable. Later tonight, we will have to figure out if that’s because of Allure or because of Sammie.
“Good,” Sammie says, watching her for a moment.
The servers come out a few minutes later and take our orders. Emmett was going to create a special menu for tonight, then decided to let everyone choose what they want. I think mostly because he’s still mentally exhausted from Lizzy’s event.
Knox has been noticeably quieter this evening and I have a feeling it’s because there’s something he wants to tell us but is scared to. I already know, but he doesn’t know that. When Everlee left, he spiraled a bit, going out more and staying out late. It wasn’t all because of her, but it seemed to be the latest trigger.
He started going to bars, and then one night he ended up at Allure. I don’t know why. I followed him until he entered the gates and then I parked on the street and watched him walk inside. I didn’t go after him because we all had memberships, even though we hadn’t used them since we left, and once you enter, they scan your card and register your name. I didn’t want proof I was following him, because it would likely piss him off. If he did something stupid, I would have stepped in, but he was processing his way and wasn’t getting reckless, so I kept my distance.
Dinner was nice. There was small talk about Sammie’s family and why she’s having to leave. She seems to really love Allure and put a lot of thought and work in to growing it, and is sad she has to leave. I know it was doing well when we sold it and I’m interested to see where she’s taken it to, in terms of annual revenue.
Sammie used a ride share to get to Bo’s tonight, so we take her to Allure. Knox and Everlee climb into the third row of the vehicle while Callum and Sammie take the second row and I drive with Emmett in the passenger seat. Talk is still very casual and Everlee seems to have relaxed some. The several times I look at her in the rearview, she has her head on Knox’s shoulder and they’re murmuring about something, passing whispers back and forth.
We arrive at the three-story tall brick building fifteen minutes later. From the outside, you would think it’s an old mill shop that has long been out of business, with blacked-out windows and ivy growing up the exterior. There are no banners, no signs, nothing indicating a business exists. Very much a speak easy, although in this case, one could call it a fuck easy.
We pull around to the back, where there’s a guard gate and a low brick wall surrounding the parking lot, making it very private.
A nice touch.
Sammie leans forward, handing me a gate access card. When I swipe it, the arm lifts, allowing us through.
“What do you do if you don’t have a card?”
“Every card comes with a pin. You can either swipe the card or type in the pin. If it’s your first time, there’s a button you can press that goes directly to our front desk and they’ll verify your paperwork has been submitted, along with a passed background check and medical check. It’s on the website.”
“Website?”
“Yes,” she chuckles. “We maintain a high level of privacy, but have a small website with key information - forms, application, upcoming events.”
Everlee’s face glows in the back and I assume she’s looking up the website. Knox’s arm is casually draped across her neck, pointing at the phone, while whispering something in her ear, causing her to giggle. She whispers something back and he grabs her chin and presses his lips to hers.
“Are you going to pull through?” Sammie asks, pulling me away from them.
“Yea, yea.” There are several cars here. More than I expected, actually.
“We have a fairly steady clientele; however, tonight is demonstration night. We have recently started doing demonstrations, tapping into the teaching piece of this lifestyle. When you all started Allure, I know education was important to you, so I’ve taken your ideas and implemented them. After doing exhaustive research, of course. I wanted to find the best of the best, so I scoured the country and even made a few trips out of the country to see what else I could find.”
“Wow.”
“Yea. I really hope you like what I’ve done with the place. Like I said at dinner, I really love Allure, but with me needed back home, it’s just not a good fit anymore.”
“I think Ev and I are going to watch the Shibari demo tonight while you all talk business,” Knox chimes in from the back.
“Oh. I’ve built that into the tour so we can all watch it together. We usually pick volunteers from the audience. However, if it’s something you’re interested in, I can let the teacher know you’d like to be on stage.”
Everlee’s eyes nearly bulge out of her head before they lock on mine in the mirror.
After several awkward moments of silence, Sammie continues, “You can think about it if you want.”
“Would I be naked?” She peeps, intrigue layered into the question.
My cock twitches at the thought of seeing her tied in ropes on the stage, but the other part of me is enraged at the thought of other men looking at her.
A Cheshire grin spreads across Sammie’s face. “Only if you want to be. It’s a demo, so I’d recommend bra and panties at the most. But really, whatever you’re comfortable with. Allure is all about consensuality and comfort.”
“If only you wore panties,” Callum chides.
