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“I understand a sense of anonymity can be very freeing.”
Okay, I pulled that one out of my ass.
“I could not agree more,” M said, stepping closer.
She bordered on creepy, no question about it.
She continued. “I was hoping that sometime this evening you might accompany me to my office for a little chat. We can get to know each other better.”
What? Why?
“That would be great, Miss M,” I said with a cool smile, hoping I was successfully hiding my unease.
I placed a hand on her arm, like we were total buds. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m in the mood to…explore.”
Oh yeah.
After that mini convo with Miss M, my confidence crept back. Guess I figured if I could handle her, the rest of the scene would be a piece of cake. So I strolled through the place like I owned it, carrying a confidence I was missing in my first visit. For one, I knew what to expect, and two, being incognito rocked. The ability to wear a mask—and a glamorous one at that—brought new meaning to my undercover investigation.
Thanks, Club Silk, for making my job easier.
The first floor, in all its velvet glory, was getting a bit crowded for my taste, so I wove through the bodies to get to the mezzanine.
The open stairs provided a perfect view of the club-goers below, and I stopped to take it all in. In one quiet corner, a woman in nothing more than high heels rode a man seated on a giant, plushy chair. He was completely dressed except for the trousers puddling around his ankles. His gaze was locked with hers in a combination of wonder and satisfaction. I slowed my ascent as the man’s expression morphed, his teeth gritted, lips bared, hollering, “Oh, fuck, yeah.”
I’d been holding my breath watching the two, and when I finally took a deep inhale, I unclenched the fists that had pressed my nails into my palms. Could I be that woman, having great sex and a guy who adored me, to boot?
I finished my climb to the second floor on shaky legs, but not before I saw that others had also stopped what they were doing to watch the flushed and sweaty pair.
Who could tire of watching a hot couple get it on?
The second floor mezzanine wasn’t too crowded, at least not yet. The bartender looked bored out of his mind, and his face brightened when I approached him. “What will you have, my lovely lady?” he asked.
“Hi. Thanks. I’ll have…some bubbly, if you don’t mind.”
“Coming right up,” he said, reaching into the cooler.
As he went through the motions of serving me, I decided to try my luck at getting some info out of him.
He handed me a champagne flute.
“Thank you.” I tried to be flirty and demure. “What’s your name?”
“All the help are called O,” he said with a smile. “And you are?”
“I’m B.”
He extended his hand. “Hello, B. Welcome. You’re new, aren’t you?”
“I am. How long have you been working here?”
“Couple years.”
I nodded as if that were super interesting.
“Cool,” I said, nodding. Maybe I could get him to tell me more. “This place is great. How long has it been around?”
“Not sure.” He shrugged.
