Dirty White Candy, Ultimate Vacation, Book 2 (5 page)

She flagged another woman toward us.
 
“This is Ginger.
 
She’s one of our volunteers here.
 
She’ll give you a tour and answer any questions you may have.”
 
Ginger rushed over in her hooker shoes and leather clad outfit.

“Hi guys!
 
Is this your first time at a club?” she asked.

“Yeah, this is my first time.”
 
I glanced at John.
 

“Great, well follow me.
 
We about to enter the main bar or gathering area.
 
It’s a little loud in there, so I’ll have to shout.”
 
We followed her into a large room that looked like any other bar, except people were mixing their own drinks.
 
Some folks were naked, some were in lingerie and some were just dressed in sexy street clothes, like John and I.
 
For a moment, I felt like a prisoner, first arriving.
 
I could almost hear someone say, “fresh meat.”

She led us out of that area.
 
“This is our restroom area and behind here, is our locker room.
 
You all brought a lock, yes?”

“Yes, I saw that on your website.
 
I have it with me.”
 
John grabbed my hand, sensing my tension.

“Good, go ahead and shove your bag in there, leave your cooler and follow me.
 
I promise, our people are good here.
 
Don’t worry about your cooler.”

John reluctantly did as he was told.

“Good, follow me.”
 
We walked behind her and I caught myself looking at her ass.
 
“This is our shower area which leads to our hot tub.
 
The hot tub is very popular, but I must warn you, it’s no good to get in there with a buzz.
 
Now back this way . . .”
 
She didn’t speak as she led us down a corridor.
 
“Here are our playrooms.
 
You’ll notice that some have a velvet rope.
 
If the rope is up, the people inside are telling you they don’t want company.
 
If it’s down, that’s an invitation to see if they want company.
 
This is a great option for a couple that’s horny, but not ready to play with anyone else yet.
 
Now you’ll see here, this leads to the orgy room.”

Realizing that I had been holding my breath, I took a gasp of air in.
 

“Please understand, people will assume you want to party in here, but no still means no.
 
There is also a huge orgy room up those stairs.
 
Same rules apply.
 
This room is my favorite,” she said pointing toward the back of the hall.
 
“This is the swing room, meaning there are three sex swings in there.
 
The swings are awesome.”

My mind was spinning.
 

“That’s the tour, now let’s go get you a drink and let you relax and mingle at your own pace.”

Back at the locker room,
 
we retrieved our cooler and headed to the bar.
 
John and I found a high-top table and took a seat.

“How are you feeling?” John said sliding a drink toward me.

“Interested, curious and a bit overwhelmed,” I admitted.
 
I took a huge drink of the cocktail he slid me.
 
“Yum, what is this?”

“It’s a pomegranate martini.
 
I mixed some up ahead of time, so just put a tiny bit of ice in your cup and then pour out of this jug,” he held up a plastic jug.

“I’ve never had one.”

“My sister raves about them.
 
I thought you might like it.”
 
He smiled and leaned over, kissing my neck.
 
“Damn you look good tonight.
 
I can’t wait to try out the swing with you!”

Biting my lip, I tried not to smile.
 
It was possible to have a tremendous time with John in the facility we were in, but there were hot bodies everywhere.
 
I was noticing as I glanced around.

“Don’t stress, we can play with others, and we should.
 
I got you here early so we can do a bit of everything if you want.”

“I’m sorry, John.
 
I just need a few to get into the groove of things.
 
I’m a little nervous.”

“It’s okay.
 
I have an idea,” he said as he scooted his chair closer to mine.
 
Let’s look around and point out to each other who we’d like to play with.
 
That’ll get your mind in the right place and distract you from your nerves.”

I lifted my glass and tapped mine to his.
 
“Great idea!”

There was a lot of people on the dance floor.
 
It was hard not to notice a blonde in white lingerie since the black light accentuated her outfit and made her look like a bronze beauty.
 
I pointed her out to John.

“Oh, nice.
 
I can get down on that.”
 
He took a sip of his drink.
 
“What about the red head at the snack bar?”

“Dang, she’s hot too.”
 
I liked his taste in women, at least physically.
 
It helped that he was smiling and looked like he was enjoying himself.

“And the guy with her?” he asked.
 

I looked at him.
 
He was no body builder, but had nice big shoulders and toned arms, which I loved.

“He’s good looking too,” I agreed.

“Okay, point out a guy you think is hot here.
 
Not me, you can’t say me.
 
I think you should feel safe telling me a guy is hot, so let’s do it now.”

I loved John’s support and understood what he was doing.

“The guy over there having a smoke… he’s watching a girl on the floor.
 
I bet that’s his wife.
 
But he’s hot as hell and I bet he can fuck like a champion.”

“Oh, potty mouth!” he teased.

“My best recollection is that you rather enjoy my potty mouth.”
 
I winked.

“Yes, Ms. Kavana, I love your potty mouth very much.”
 
He laughed.

I pulled out a cigarette, thankful to be in a place I could smoke.
 
It helped take off the edge.
 
I was watching the dance floor when I felt a soft hand on my arm.

“Hi!
 
Are you new here?”
 
It was a young girl with short black hair and enough sass for the whole room.
 

“Yes, I’m Candy and this is John.”

“Oh, I love Candy.
 
I’m Loren.
 
Mind if I sit with you guys for a bit?”
 
Loren gave a big gleaming smile.

She was adorable, how could I say no?
 
I looked at John who gave a big nod.

“Sure, we have two extra chairs, go grab your drink, or I could make one for you.”

“Oh thanks, I brought my own.
 
I’ll be right back.”
 
She gave both of us a huge smile as she scurried back to her previous seat.

“She’s cute!” John said.

“Agreed.
 
I like that she approached us too.
 
Think she’s a pair or on her own?” I asked.

“We’ll find out in a second.”

Loren came back to the table with her cup and a pack of smokes.

“So, I’ve never seen you here before,” she started.

“Well, it’s my first time here.”

“Are you two married?” she asked.

“Nope, we have an open relationship and have only been dating awhile.”
 
Thankfully, John had answered for us.

“How very twenty-first century of you.
 
Well done!
 
How lucky for you to run into a unicorn on your first visit.”
 
Loren giggled then spun around to watch the dance floor.

John refilled my drink as he rubbed my thigh.

“Let’s dance!”
 
Before I could take a sip of my drink, Loren had grabbed me by my wrist and pulled me off my chair.

A popular line dance was playing and I didn’t know the steps, which was painfully obvious.

“Here, follow me,” she said as she stood behind me guiding me.
 
Thankfully, it was the end of the song and a song I could actually dance to came on.
 

Loren moved in close behind me, putting her hands on my thighs then ran them up the sides of my body.
 
She then moved around me placing each of her legs on the sides of one of mine and started to grind on me.
 
I returned the favor, returning her groping.

When the next song came on, another young woman came on the other side of me, grabbed me by my hair and started kissing me.

“You should go change,” Loren yelled in my ear.

I nodded.

Making my way back to the table, I told John I was changing.
 
He followed me to the locker room.

“Watching you dance was hot, Miss Popularity.”

“Yeah, it was a bit too much when the one girl just grabbed me.
 
I didn’t like that part.”
 
I pulled my lingerie out, trying to figure out what to wear.

“The pink one.
 
The lights will make it glow,” Loren said as she pulled her bag out of her locker.

“Thanks,” I said, embarrassed that I didn’t see her there.

“If someone grabs you
 
like that, you can push them away.
 
You’re not a toy.
 
You’re a human being, here to have a good time with whomever you wish.
 
The twenty-something crowd is generally too pushy.”
 
She was naked now, unembarrassed.

“I assumed you were part of that crowd,” I said as I quickly pulled off my dress.

“I’m twenty-nine, but I learned to respect others a long time ago.
 
That’s why I asked to sit with you instead of just inviting myself.
 
That way, if you’re not ready, you have the ability to say ‘no.’
 
It’s just that simple.
 
I’ve been coming here for a year and I’ve learned a lot.
 
Couples love single females, so I’m pretty much accepted, but not all couples have a bisexual female.”

I was now naked and had my back to Loren as I slid on my bottoms.
 
“How are you sure I’m bisexual?”

“Because you’ve been checking out women since you walked in.
 
You like men, but women are relatively new to you, so you’re like a kid in a candy store.
 
It’s not that you don’t like men, but your attention is drawn to the women since you already have a man here.”
 
She whistled, “the pink looks really good on you.”

“Thank you.
 
The black looks great on your skin.”
 
I turned to look at John.
 
“Nice silk boxers, hun.”

“I’m sorry, I’m speechless right now.
 
You’ll have to excuse me, I’m in a locker room with two hot women who are nearly naked.”

Loren and I both giggled.

“Come on, let’s go have another drink.
 
You need to relax a bit, Candy.
 
Your first time here can be a little much.”
 
She grabbed my hand and I followed her back to the table, John behind me.

“The black light really bounces off your outfit,” John said as he kissed my ear.

“Thank you,” I said grinning.

We sat and enjoyed crowd watching while we sipped at our drinks.
 
Loren talked about her first few experiences.
 
John was now rubbing and touching me so much, it was clear that he was ready for sexual release.

“Loren, what’s your favorite room here?” I asked.

“Oh, well, I love the orgy room, but when I find a couple, I generally like a single room, with the rope up.”