If anything, reading the sign heightens my anxiety and now I’m very aware I could see some type of things I never imagined seeing.
Well, here goes.
I push the door open to flashing club lights of gold and silver and the latest club mix. But the second I step through the door I know exactly how Alice felt when she fell down the rabbit hole and ended up in Wonderland.
Except unlike Alice, I landed in someone’s wild, dark fantasy where there are exhibitionists in glass cages on either side of the door having sex.
I’m so shocked I stop and find myself looking because I can’t believe what I’m seeing.
I knew I might see something, but I didn’t think it would be like this. I thought it would be more subtle.
This is anything other.
The couple to my left is lost in the throes of sex with the man pounding into the woman from behind so hard she’s pressed up against the glass of the cage. The look of rapturous pleasure on her face is erotic and arousing.
As is the couple on the other side, except the woman has her leg held in a leg raise high over her head while the man fucks her. I guess she must be a dancer.
I’m only forced to look away when the doors open behind me and a bunch of women with masks and lingerie walk in.
They walk past me, and I follow like I’m on autopilot.
The club floor is packed. So packed I’m not sure I’ll be able to weave my way through it.
I try heading toward the side where I can see cubicles and a clearing, but when I get to the first cubicle, I realize why there was a clearing. It’s because there are people having sex inside them.
In this one there’s a threesome happening before me on the lounge chair.Two older men take on a girl who looks young enough to be their daughter.
All are naked but for the masks on their faces.
All around me is hardcore fucking and people dancing so closely together they all look like they’re having sex.
There’s no way Aiden has business meetings down here.
So where is he?
I walk down through the crowd avoiding looking at the sidelines but stop at the end of the row when I notice the floor curves to a wider space and up ahead is a bar and multilevel floors leading right up to the ceiling.
Each floor has a lounge area with a separate bar. The top floor has the biggest one and it seems to be the fanciest too. So, I’m guessing that might be where he’d be. It looks very V.I.P.
I make my way there, following the path then taking the elevator up to the fourth floor. That’s as high as it goes.
I step out of the elevator when it arrives at a mellower setting in terms of the music. Up here the music and club vibes are still very much there but the volume is lower.
Eyes follow me as I walk over to the balcony by the bar. I look behind me and see a group of men in masks watching me.
I turn away quickly when it looks like they might call me over. I guess that whole daring thing by not wearing my mask might attract more than I bargained for.
Up here people are still having sex on the sofas across from the bar but it’s not as in your face. They’re further away.
When I get to the balcony I look around. It’s the perfect place to see everything happening. So, I can understand why some of the people have drifted over to look down at the dance floor below. But I just want to see one person. One man.
I gaze over at the section across from me at the people dancing and drinking.
I look up to the floor above and that’s when I see him.
Aiden.
He’s sitting in what could only be the VIP area because of the glass wall separating it from everything else and the plush shiny black leather sofas that scream wealth.