“You want me to come to a sex club with you?” Jo didn’t quite know how to take that. Did sheneeda sex club to restart her life? Or did she just need to stop falling for the wrong people?
“Sure. Why not? And it’s not called a sex club. It’s a private, intimate gathering for women who…want something a little different.”
“It’s women only?” Jo lifted a brow, her interest piqued suddenly.
“You think I’d go somewhere where men are swinging their dicks around? No thanks.”
Jo shifted on the couch, wanting to know more about what entering this club entailed. “Tell me more. What do I have to do to get in there?”
“Um, sign up for a membership and have a reference. That’s where I come in.”
“Y-you’d do that for me. Give me a reference?” Jo didn’t know why she was suddenly so interested in Satin, but she was just going with it. For so many months, she’d sat alone and questioned her worth, even when she knew Callum didn’t deserve her. For so many months, she had dreaded the mere thought of joining a dating site or heading out to a bar to meet someone. If Jo could have some hot, consensual fun, then why not grab it with both hands?
“Of course I would. We’ve been best friends since that morning in nursery when you pissed all over my foot.”
“I was four, for the love of God!”
“I know, but even then, I just knew you were my kind of person.”
Jo smiled. “I guess we evened out when you threw up all over mine during uni on that night out. We can call it quits now, right?”
Ada shifted forward and took Jo’s hand. “Come with me, please? Do something for yourself and have a night out that you’llneverforget.”
Jo swallowed, but it wasn’t anxiety she was feeling. No, it was excitement. The thrill of the unknown. Her life had been so…routine lately that this could surely only be a good thing for her. And if she came away from it having not enjoyed herself, at leastshe could say she’d experienced it. “Okay. What time should I be ready for?”
“I usually head to a bar nearby for a glass of wine beforehand. It helps to loosen you up, especially if it’s your first time there. So should we say…seven? I’ll pick you up in a cab.”
“I’ll be ready and at the door.”
Jo had never seenan entrance like it in her life. Sleek and black, definitely polished by the minute, and of course…no sign to indicate what lay behind it. She hesitated for a moment as she quickly ran her fingers through her hair, praying this wasn’t a huge mistake she was making. It didn’t feel as though it could be a mistake, and Jo generally went with her gut when it came to something new. All she’d felt up until this moment was exhilaration. For what she was about to face, for how she would feel after it, for a new experience she was more than entitled to.
“Ready?” Ada asked, flashing a filthy grin.
Jo steadied herself, mustering up a confidence she wasn’t sure she possessed. God, she was way out of her comfort zone tonight. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”
As Ada pressed the buzzer, the door opened with an elegance Jo hadn’t expected when it came to sex clubs. Though the truth was, she’d never stepped foot inside one before, so it would be wise not to judge so early on. As they moved inside, the chaos of the city faded away. Jo followed her best friend, taking in the interior of the corridor, only to end up in a reception area that looked more like a boutique hotel lobby than anything else. Velvet couches were dotted around, with marble tables separating them to make each seating area feel individual and intimate.
The woman behind the desk greeted Ada by name, and then she gave Jo an understanding smile. “Good evening.”
Jo stepped towards the desk, helped along by the squeeze of Ada’s hand. “Hi.”
Shehadconsidered filling out her membership when she’d arrived, but Ada had insisted she take care of it via the online form. So, she had. Jo had spent most of the afternoon telling Satin every last thing they could possibly need to know about her. Ranging from what she enjoyed in the bedroom…to any potential allergies, followed by various identity checks.
Jo was grateful that Ada had pushed her to apply for a membership online, because now she didn’t have to waste any time filling in forms. There was just something about this place that had her raring to go. What that would mean for the night ahead, Jo didn’t know, but she was eager. She was excited, and she was ready to enjoy herself.
Two pendants were placed on the desk in front of them. A red one and a silver one. Sensing that Jo was questioning what they meant, Ada leaned in and said, “Silver means you’re new here. Nobody will approach you unless you want them to. Red is for those of us who have been coming here for a while and want to experiment or…explore.”
Jo nodded, thankful for the information. Even though she was happy to be here, she didn’t want to make a fool of herself by doing something wrong. If Ada could walk her through it all before the night really got going, Jo would find her feet, and the rest would be history. “Got it. Thanks. I’ll take the silver one for the time being.”
She followed Ada through into the main lounge, the red pendant around her best friend’s neck catching the light as mellow music played throughout, calming whatever hint of nerves Jo did have. The space was luxurious, the velvet and marble theme continuing throughout the club. The guests, somein their best dress and others in robes or lingerie, seemed to be at home here. Some chatted amongst themselves, while others had taken full advantage of the stylish beds around the room, curled up with one another as though sex and desire were the only languages spoken here.Oh, it is. Jo thought to herself, taken aback by just how relaxed everyone appeared to be.
As Jo continued on her subtle exploration of the room, Ada guided her towards an empty table in a darkened alcove near the back of the lounge. “Drink?”
“Yes, thank you.” Jo lowered herself to the couch with ease, trying not to stare at the couples…throuples…and whatever else people were here as, stunned that she’d taken a dive into the unknown tonight. Still, she had to admire how nobody had batted an eyelid at their arrival. Nobody had watched on or judged they were simply getting on with their evening.
Ada returned with two flutes of champagne and set one down in front of Jo. “You’re safe here. You don’t have to doanythingif you don’t want to.”
But Jodidwant to. She itched to know more. “This place is gorgeous.” Ada settled her hand over Jo’s beneath the table. Jo looked down, frowning a little, then looked back up at Ada. “What…are you doing?”
