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He grabbed his wallet and room key card off the dresser. “Let’s get out of here, before I change my mind. You are far too alluring in that red dress!”
Chapter Twenty-Two
They arrived by taxiat the entrance to the discreet club, so unobtrusive that Penny didn’t notice the heavy black door sandwiched between two tall townhouses, until David led her over there and raised the brass, fleur-de-lis designed knocker. A dark-suited man opened the door. David handed him a ticket, which he produced from the breast pocket of his dinner suit.
The man scanned their ticket into a handheld scanner and then with a satisfied nod, ushered them before him down a long hallway toward the back of the house. The passage did a right turn and opened up into a huge space. Three wide, half-moon-shaped steps led down into the elegant room. Soft ambient lighting shadowed alcoves that Penny noticed were set around the edge of the room. Edith Piaf crooned throatily in the background.
Their silent host led them across the room to their own private alcove with a long curved seat, upholstered in navy velvet, scattered with a gold fleur-de-lis pattern that was repeated in the hanging drapes of the same material, hooked back with gold metal curtain holders, once again decorated with the signature fleur-de-lis emblem.
David guided her between the table and the couch of their booth, sliding in beside her once she was seated. A tray of champagne with two flutes was set before them. David leaned over and kissed her cheek.
“Take off your panties and give them to me,” he said conversationally.
“David! Shush, everyone will hear!” Penny hissed, embarrassed.
“You wanted adult, darling and tonight you are getting adult. Now take them off and don’t worry, this place is soundproofed to the limit. Look about you.”
She gazed around the booth. The walls were covered in fat diamond-shaped padding, the satiny fabric the same design as the seating and privacy curtains. She wondered what salacious secrets these walls could tell.
“Penny?” David’s voice jogged her out of her reverie.
“I’m wearing tights, pantyhose, so I can’t,” she told him.
“I can easily close these drapes and spank you,” he told her.
She gasped. “You wouldn’t, not here in public!”
“Try me. Believe me, babe, this club has seen it all; well, perhaps not seen it, but they know what goes on!”
“If you pull a curtain across, I’ll do it,” she agreed.
“Uh-uh. The reason the alcoves curve is so that no one can see in. Look out across the room, can you see anyone?” he countered.
She tried to focus her gaze across the room but the dim yellow lighting coupled with the design of the place meant that David was correct. She couldn’t see into the other booths.
“Convinced?” he asked.
