Beginners' night - Sex Stories

Beginners' night

... course… girls, this is Mark… the friend that gave me the invitation…" she spluttered."Mark, they are Emily and Faith, my best friends." "Hello, girls, it's a great pleasure to meet Rose's best friends, but please remember that here you have to refer to me as Master Mark. Is that alright with you?" They nodded. Emily kept her eyes on Rose, astonished by her friend's reaction to this man. All her self confidence seemed as it had never existed. God! She couldn’t remember last time she had seen her so blushed, and what to say about her spluttering. It was obvious there was something going on there. "Girls, do you think I can take Rose with me for a while? I would love to show her around." the man asked politely. "No… I can't leave them… alone here…" Rose spluttered, again. "Go Rose, we will be alright here!" Faith said. She had also noticed the flowing current between those two. "Yes, sweetie, go ahead!" Emily added, smiling. Rose looked at her friends, desperately trying to send messages to them. "Let's go then!" the order was again quite clear in his tone, and when he extended his hand to her, she just put hers in it, getting up. Emily and Faith watched them leave and then looked at each other. "It seems Miss Rose has been hiding things from us!" Faith said, puzzled by Rose's actions. "Oh, yes, I agree with you. It obvious something is going on between those two," Emily sighed, "I bet we won't be seeing her much for the rest of the evening," she added, giggling. Faith nodded. ...

... "I think I'll go for a walk, do you want to come with me?" Faith said, finishing her drink. "Yes, but I'll visit the ladies room, first. Go ahead I'll meet you when I'm done." Emily went to the restroom and when she came out, she started walking around looking for Faith. It didn't take much time to find her. She was engaged in a conversation with a hot guy, near the bar. Unwilling to intrude, Emily made her a sign and went back to their table. She had no desire to go exploring by herself. "Good evening, miss!" a deep, husky voice sounded just above her, making her jump in her chair, her eyes shooting up. A tall, brawny, tanned man was standing next to her chair, his piercing gray eyes, looking at her, as if he could see through her, straight to her very soul. "Oh… good evening!" she managed to answer, her mouth suddenly drier than a desert. "I couldn’t help to notice you are alone, so I decided to come over here and ask for your kind help", he said, sitting in a chair next to hers, his eyes, never leaving hers. Emily leaned back in her chair, trying to escape the disconcerting effect this man had over her senses. "My… help?" she asked. He smiled, and leaned forward, closer to her. "Yes, you see, I'm due to make a demonstration of several techniques to the new guests here at the club, but the sub I was to use, called in sick" he explained. "Oh, that's too bad! But I still don’t see how I can help you." Emily said, leaning back a bit more. "You see, I think I could use you as ...