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as his fingers toy
with them. Her moans pulse through me as she throws her head back, giving into
the sensation. As I watch, my panties become drenched. I sit in a chair in the
second row of the viewing area as I continue to watch.
    In the wing back chair is a brown-haired
man in a suit about ten years older than both of them. His tie hangs lose at
his throat, and the first two buttons of his dress shirt are open. His dress
pants and boxers are shoved to his knees, thighs spread as far as the fabric
will allow. He’s watching the scene in front of him with hooded eyes, while he
strokes his manhood in plain view. It’s obvious his kink matches mine and the
thought of how turned on he is by watching these two is erotic as hell. It’s
not long before the building pressure between my own legs is too much, and I spread
my legs, hike up my skirt. My heart pounds in my chest as I slip two of my
fingers down into my throbbing channel and rub my clit with my thumb until I
come.
    I won’t do this when the
viewing area is packed but there are only a few others down here. When the
other voyeurs try to be discreet as they watch me, too, it turns me on even
more. My breath is heavy as I come back to my senses, heart still hammering
away in my chest like I’ve been running for miles. I adjust my panties back
into place and shove the bottom of my dress down. I stand to exit when I
realize Sandy, a member for several years now is a few chairs down from me. I
realize by the look on her face and the position of her body in her chair
toward where I’m sitting that she has been watching me, not the scene, this
whole time, her left hand between her own legs now working at a furious pace.
Instead of shrinking away or being embarrassed, I give her a flirty wink, raise
my damp fingers to my lips and suck off the remainder of my honey, moaning as I
taste it. That’s all it takes. Her body turns rigid, and she cries out while
her right hand under her shirt squeezes her breast. She gives me a shy smile so
I flash her a grin in return and sashay back to my office.  
    As the night goes on, Tanisha
shows up, and I spend a little time with her at the bar while she sips her gin
and diet coke and attempts to be subtle about her obsession with my head of
security who is standing with his back to the sleek mahogany bar top. The bar
area is full of people happily flirting and chatting while they sip their
drinks, making it easier for her to stare without it being very obvious. The
slow driving beat of the Enigma song in the background helps to keep the mood
sexy and mysterious. A soft complimentary glow typical with an old school
dinner club heightens the intrigue. No harsh fluorescent lighting here.
    Although this is a sex club
the only people allowed to participate in sexual acts in the main room are the
performers. Kissing and light touching are no problem but I prefer to keep the
heavy stuff in the dungeon or the rooms. This isn’t a brothel.
    “Why don’t you just approach
him? He’s quiet, but he’s not shy. This has been going on for years. He’s not dating
anyone, and if I’m not mistaken you share the same kink. Just go talk to him.” 
    “I haven’t ever seen him with
a black woman before, only these little white women who run around here all petite
and stuff.”
    I cock an eyebrow at her.
    “It’s obvious how long those women
last, right? Not long. He’s been looking for a real woman for a long time. Get
over there. Just don’t distract him too much before he’s off the clock; I need
him to keep the peace.”  
    “You never have any trouble
here. His job does itself.”
    “That’s because no one wants their
membership revoked. Oh, but Kevin got crazy earlier tonight, so I did need him to do his job.”
    “Kevin?” Her voice is incredulous.
    “Yup. Thought he saw Marie
again. I didn’t want to tell him that Marie is about twenty years older than
that girl, but it’s true. He still remembers the sweet young thing he