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It didn’t.
It stood for Club Stop. It was where I called time on my life.
Chapter 2
H
Club S. A place of drunken debauchery. A place where I coul
d seek pleasure with no pressure. To everyone there I was H. It had been a long time since I’d been Henry.
The club was decorated in black tones alongside silver accents. Sleek and dark, rather like myself. The people who worked and played here may have thought they knew me, but they didn’t. Only one woman had gotten close a couple years ago. Her name had been Tiffany. What had started out as a pleasurable fuck had become something more. I’d begun to care. But I couldn’t love her, didn’t love her and in the end she married someone else. The fact was I’d arranged for her to meet her future husband. I’d arranged for him to move into the apartment next door to hers. Of course, I hadn’t known then she would marry him. It was a pleasing outcome and freed me to return to what I’d done before - join in the scenes at my club.
At Club S there were rooms where almost anything went. There was also a stage you could hire in advance or if it wasn’t booked, you could bid on the stage in an evening and act out your desires in front of an audience. I’d very rarely been front of stage, preferring to choose a beautiful conquest in the other rooms.
Often, Aidan Hall would join me. A wealthy businessman like myself, Aidan had been begging me to sell him the club for the last year. He wanted to expand and had recently bought an adult film company, GoDown Films. He thought Club S fit into his portfolio nicely, and over the last month or so, his bargaining had stepped up a pace. For the last few years, Aidan had sometimes joined me in a menage. It was only to please women, neither of us were interested in male to male, but sometimes it helped to have a partner to make a woman’s fantasies come true.
Tonight was no exception. Having enjoyed a few scotches at the bar, I moved into the rooms, nodding at the doorman as I went past. I accepted the black wristband with silver stars that showed I was ready to join in the fun, and I mingled amongst the voyeurs. The rooms had large windows, and some members liked only to observe, identified by a white wristband. The rooms could be closed off or opened up, anything really as long as it was consensual. Today had been a fraught business day, I’d had a lot of properties to purchase and manage, and I really needed to employ another member of staff, or let some business go. I could even retire! Maybe, I should consider selling Club S at some point? The fact was I was thirty-eight years old and didn’t know what the fuck to do with my life anymore. I was just going through the motions. The only thing I got satisfaction from these days was fucking and even that was getting old.
I wondered what life would have been like if Vee had lived. How many kids would we have had? Would we have given up the businesses to care for our family? I already knew the answer to that one deep down. Vee had been a career woman. She’d have loved our kids with all her heart, but she’d needed to work, she’d thrived on the buzz of a deal. We’d made a fabulous team. I shook my head to bring myself back to the present time. The scotch had hit and diluted the barrier I placed across my mind, the one that kept trying to tell me that Vee was becoming a ghost wife now, from a time before that now seemed like a different lifetime. It became harder each day to picture her face and to remember our times together. It’s not true that time healed, it’s just it made it difficult to remember.
I looked through a viewing window and found Aidan there with his cock in a redhead’s mouth. She had a pixie crop and looked eager to please. Aidan gave an almost imperceptible nod, and I entered the room.
I slipped off my shoes, shed my black pants and jacket, unbuttoned my shirt, and then removed everything else until I was completely naked.
I was more than comfortable with my body and judging by how the pupils of the redhead’s eyes had just dilated she was happy I was there too. I stood running a hand up and down my ten inch cock. Aidan wasn’t small, but I had a couple of inches on him and I was ready to let ‘Red’ enjoy them.
Aidan slipped out of her mouth and nodded towards me. Red crawled across the floor to me and then took me in her warm mouth. God, I loved the sensation of a warm mouth around my cock and I loved it even more when I thrust myself further into a willing woman’s throat so that drool dribbled down their chins as they tried to manage me. I held on to the back of her head as I felt my cock hit the back of her throat. She handled everything I gave her, no innocent to the act of giving head. That was the thing here at the club most of the time, the people who were members tended to love sex and not get enough of what they wanted in the outside world. It was rarely an innocent person who came to Club S. There were other Clubs in New York for virgins, one in particular that held auctions - Club X. I’d met with the owners there when I first came to New York, let them understand I wasn’t wading in on their territory. They told me I was no threat to them. That I could call my club what I wanted, it would only ever seem a poor copy. I’d like to think I’d done better than that. We had a healthy membership, but I knew that whereas I had kept the business small, Aidan wanted to relaunch, rename and put the place on the map, with a view to expansion across different cities. Once again, I wondered if it was time to let a younger man take the reins and put myself out for retirement. I wasn’t old myself, just jaded and in need of something new in my life, though what that was I had no idea.
I realized I’d become lost in thought while Red was sucking my dick. Was I becoming so desensitized to the club that even this wasn’t doing it for me anymore? I couldn’t look Red in the eyes. I withdrew my cock, turned her over onto all fours, and slammed my cock into her wet heat, making her groan with lust. Aidan thrust his cock back into her mouth and we spit-roasted her. I held onto her hips, driving my cock in her as Aidan cupped and squeezed her breasts. As the pressure built up inside me, I slipped a finger onto her clit and caressed her there until she began to come, the tremors from her orgasm milking my cock. As I reached my own climax, I withdrew my cock and let my silky, sticky stream hit the globes of her white ass. Then I left the room just as Aidan released his own cum right down Red’s throat.
I wiped myself on a towel at the edge of the room and dressed quickly. I’d come and yet had gained no satisfaction mentally from the act I’d just been involved in. It wasn’t working anymore. Being honest, it was becoming as boring as answering emails. Just another job. Yes my cock thanked me for my efforts but my mind yelled its frustration.
We didn’t want Red.
We didn’t want to have sex at the club anymore.
We’re bored, Henry.
Great, I was having mental conversations between my brain and my dick. I really was screwed in a bad way.
I left the club and headed on home.
My driver Matthew pulled up outside the house and I let myself into my apartment. Mary, my housekeeper, had left me a note letting me know where the food she’d prepared for me was and how to reheat it. She’d written a whole host of other things but I had no time to read an essay right now. I’d realized how hungry I was. I would starve to death without her. She had been with me for over ten years now and as the mother of four daughters had at first tried to get me interested in them, bringing them by the apartment with the most stupid excuses until finally they’d all got married and settled down. Then a sadness had come over her that always underlaid her expression. She mothered me, even though I had parents of my own, albeit on the other side of the world. But part of her personality had dulled when she hadn’t been able to fix me.
I heated up the mac and cheese she’d left for me and sat against the kitchen island to tuck into it, grabbing some crusty bread from the bowl she’d left. As I reached to bring her note closer to me on the counter top so I could read the rest of what she’d put, I heard a banging noise, like a door opening or closing.
Fuck. Was someone in my apartment?
Footsteps made their way nearer to where I was. Had Mary not left after all? But why would she still be here? I quickly scanned the note from after the part where Mary had talked about mac and cheese.
So, what a surprise today. Why didn’t you tell me we were expecting a guest? I had to hurry to get the room all ready for her. My, she’s a sweet thing.
A lot different I should expect from when you last saw her. And I’m going to be telling you off for that. Amelia says she hasn’t seen you in fourteen years!
Amelia?
Little Amelia is here?
