Palace of Desires is a decadent nightclub advertising all sorts of kinky, erotic pleasures. But when I first agree to go with my friends, I don’t have any idea what to expect.
With a handful of coins and a private booth, I quickly learn what “heat level four” means -- I'm treated to a panty-soaking sex show by a gorgeous woman. Suddenly I’m desperate to experience all the Palace has to offer.
The club caters to everyone, and quickly becomes the one place I can finally act out a few fantasies of my own, ratcheting up heat level all the way to a sinful six.
We were all given our cubicle and a handful of coins. Partners went in together, but as I was on my own, I had one all to myself.
I sat on the red leather couch and stared at my surroundings. A glass window spanned the width of the tiny room and directly in front of me was a slot machine. I assumed you had to drop the coins in there and wondered at what stage to do it. Sally had said you wait until the lights dim, so I sat and wondered what sort of people actually frequented this place.
Sleazy people were in the foremost of my mind, but did that mean I, too, was one? After all, I was sitting here waiting to see what level four would bring. I chuckled to myself. Perhaps tonight would be the beginning of better things to come. I didn’t have to wait much longer as the lights dimmed and the slot machine lit up. A blinking light flashing over the coined area, so I popped in a coin.
Wow, you can imagine my surprise when the curtains parted and there was Audrey, the receptionist at my doctor’s office.
“Fuck,” I said, shocked by this revelation but leaning forward to get a better look.
She looked incredible, and, to be honest, I wondered if perhaps she had a twin as the changes were amazing. Gone were her glasses and mousy appearance. Her hair had been dyed dark red and hung seductively down her back, cascading over her ebony shoulders. Her face was made up with black kohl eyes and bright red lips. She looked like a vamp and was certainly acting like one.
She was wearing a red teddy, thigh-high stockings, and stilettos. She walked like a tigress around the room, eyeing the windows as though she’d be able to break through and attack at any moment. I felt a thrill of excitement run through me as I watched her every move.
The back view of her arse almost had me creaming my panties. The G-string all but disappeared inside her crack and her butt cheeks were tight and plump, swaying luxuriously as she strolled about the room.
She sauntered back to a chair in the middle of the room. She lifted a foot and placed it on the chair, slowly unclipping her shoe and discarding it. Then she rolled down the stocking, leisurely, enticing my eyes to follow her fingertips as they inched down.
Slipping the stocking over her foot, she shook it out and placed it on the back of the chair. Then she repeated the process with the other leg. I licked my lips in anticipation of what was to come next when a red light began flashing over the coin slot.
A barrier began to climb up the window. I scrambled about the couch, looking for the coins which I’d forgotten about. I didn’t realize this could happen. Audrey was slipping from my view. I quickly dropped four coins in and thankfully the barrier descended.
Audrey was now in the process of inching down her teddy. She had a voluptuous figure, her breasts large and definitely not inflated by implants. They were smooth and hung slightly as she wiggled the teddy to slip over her hips and fall to her ankles.