"Clare" - Chapter 9:- Dating Karen - “Club o-X-o” - Sex Stories

"Clare" - Chapter 9:- Dating Karen - “Club o-X-o”

... piece to the right. It was luck that the shorts were long enough to fully cover it, but it was now obvious I was packing a nice bulge.

There seemed nothing else in the bag for my top, my nipples still on show for all to see. I looked around for my blouse. I couldn’t see it and realised that I had left it on the back of the chair at the hotel.

“I can’t go in like this,” I stated, though the walk was almost in the dark, the only genuine light coming from two distant street lights.

Donna smiled and then gave me two black pads to slip into the cups of my bustier. They may have obscured my nipples, but also made my breasts look even larger. To me, they looked huge.

With the jeans now gone, I stepped out of the safety of the car. As I did so, my eyes followed my long bare leg down to my new silver anklet. Our three names, Brenda’s at the top, mine in the middle and Karen's name hanging under it. The silver stood out, catching the limo’s door light; I knew tonight that my sexuality was on show for all to view.

Donna pushed a buzzer, and a few seconds later the shutter opened in the door. A pair of eyes appeared, which scanned us before there was a click and we were ushered inside.

Standing in front of us was a tall, slender, middle-aged lady with black hair cut into a short bob. She was wearing a black, low-cut halter-top jumpsuit; it was very nineteen-seventies. The suit's body was pulled tight at her waist, before flaring out as it ran down her long legs.

“I ...

... am Millie, the manager here,” she announced with a smile. “Welcome to the o-X-o Club,” she said as she acknowledged Donna.

“So you must be Clare,” she queried whilst looking at me. “I see Brenda was right. You are exceedingly beautiful.”

I felt myself blushing, which I knew was not in character with the one I was meant to beplaying tonight. But I did manage to say, “This is the gorgeous Karen, my girlfriend,” and then I held my right ankle out to show my anklet as if that explained it all. Millie looked, then smiled and nodded as if she understood, though I wasn’t sure.

It came as no surprise that Donna was already a member when she showed her card. I followed suit by showing my newly acquired one and then paid Karen’s twenty-pound entrance fee, before signing her in by using a false name. I didn’t know her family name. I had never asked, though I vowed to find out later.

“Clare and Karen, welcome to Club o-X-o. You come on the right night, as I have time to show you around. Wednesday is always the best night for a first visit. Brenda has told me all about the two of you.”

We followed Millie, the club’s front door, now left to another lady whom the manager had called from the front office.

I don’t know if it was me wearing the piece, or the fact that I was already horny, but as Millie spoke, I found my eyes wanted to dart around her body. Checking her out and in part undressing her. My mind began wondering if she was a lesbian, in a relationship, or if she ...