𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗛𝗘𝗥

𝘈 𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘌𝘕𝘎𝘌

"Whenever you want to leave, tell me and we'll go." Sunghoon whispered in my ear as we maneuvered through the
Concupiscence club once again.

"Don't go wandering off in search of tattooed beast who wants to sleep with you." He mocked.

I rolled my eyes. "Please remind me why we're here again?" I asked as we made our way past security.

"You were so apprehensive about being here the first time you didn't get a proper tour of the facilities. I'm hoping a look around will convince you that this is what's best for us."

"I wouldn't count on it," I chuckled more seriously than he was aware of.

I had to fight every urge in me not to scream when I saw Wonyoung making her way toward us.

This time she wore a strapless body con dress that showcased every curve of her slender frame. Her cleavage has greeted us before she could. Her hair was pulled up into a high ponytail.

"Mr. and Mrs. Park, I'm glad to see the both of you again this evening. How can I assist you?"

"Play nice." Sunghoon whispered almost inaudibly to me. He curled his arms around my shoulders. "It's nice to see you again."

Yep.

It's nice to see you and your cleavage again, Wonyoung.

That's what was written on his face.

"We don't mean to be an annoyance but my wife's apprehensive. She needs a little persuading. If you don't mind we would like another look around."

"It's no problem, Mr. Park"

"Call me Sunghoon and this is Pharita."
She nodded. Here we go again.

We quickly surpassed the main room, the bar, and the dance room. Since we previously navigated our way through each of them during our previous visit.

Wonyoung led us to the dining hall that was dimly lit with music playing in the background. Overall the atmosphere was inviting. The food didn't look bad either. It might've been romantic if it weren't hidden in a swinger's club.

We followed her to the locker rooms that led to one of three jacuzzi areas. We maneuvered through the room, and then back where we entered.

"Behind these doors are where the real fun happens," she said perkily pulling the double doors open. I followed her through the doors hesitantly.

"The rooms are sectioned off by preferences."

I noticed that all the areas were labeled: voyeur, gangbang, BDSM, etc., I chose not to repeat the others, not even in my head. When I peeked through a specific door could clearly see people fucking: two guys, two girls, and two girls one guy.

Some of the rooms were closed off completely, while others were open for any bystander to walk in and observe.

I felt my stomach constricting at the realization that I was merely a commoner at this sex Club.

Observing a pool incapacitated with sexually advanced nymphomaniac, sex addicts, and bi-curious men and women.

What have I gotten myself into?
Being here was like being in a three-dimensional porno.

Everyone seemed so open and free about their sexuality. The number of people that passed me naked was off-putting. I felt like the oddball out.

Maybe the problem was me. Maybe I was too traditional to find any of this alluring.