Chapter 1: James, Ji Chang, and Marina

Spending Friday evening enjoying a yet to be determined female in one of the sex club’s apartments hadn’t even occurred to James Hardy before he started work Monday morning, but when Marina called to let him know she would be out of town the rest the week and wouldn’t be back until late the next Saturday afternoon followed by his seeing Cassandra Blades, the hospital head nurse, her tight green nurse’s uniform stretched tightly over the soft, round cheeks of her ample butt and the big, high, pointy tits on her chest, making rounds with the fourth floor head nurse, Donna Lane, in her own snug green uniform, organizing the staff’s activities for the week the spark had been lit so that the small bit of smoldering kindling ignited on Monday had become a small but growing fire by Friday afternoon and now he needed to let the fire burn itself out before it became an out of control firestorm.

After he checked voicemail, took care of sorting the mail into groups, one for items addressed to his wife, Marina Hardy, one for items to him in another, and those for everything else in yet another, he went to the club access keypad next to the door to enter the hall from his townhome to the six club elevator doors to begin the evening activities and entered his PID code. The red light indicated the hall was in use by another club member, so with his entry to the hall blocked for the moment, he waited several minutes, repeated the process, and saw the green light signaling the hall to be clear. At the next sequence of prompts he made his selections: straight sex, one evening, heard the hall entry door unlock, picked up the pass from the dispenser, entered the open elevator door, held his pass to the elevator’s reader, and waited as the elevator carried him up to the apartment he was assigned to for this evening. The series of verifications were a bit irritating but they were in place to protect the identify of the club members in using the club’s facilities for their activities. The club’s voting members had it in their power to change the rules but all involved were pleased that no member’s confidentiality had ever been compromised in over ten years of operation so any challenge to the security measures had never gained any traction.

And finally. Finally, it was happening. The mechanical click of the elevator’s controls, the soft whirring purr of the cable as the motor wound it on the drum to lift the elevator, all together were like foreplay so that by the time the elevator door opened to the apartment entry hall he had already started getting a hard on.

Yes, indeed! He needed for the fire to burn itself out.

A total of 7 females living in the five townhomes in the complex were club members so there was at least some chance that he would be paired up with the one female he really wanted to be with this evening although he knew for that to happen she would have had to obtain their access pass to the same apartment which would only take place if she had obtained her pass in the same sequence as he had.

James never really tried to follow the logic behind how the assigning of passes was done but it all seemed to work so that if you wanted straight sex for an evening you went to a different apartment than you would go to if you wanted straight sex for a week end. It was possible if all the apartments were assigned to the same type of activity for the same duration that all six apartments would be in identical use at the same time.

Of course, there were the possibilities the one female club member he wanted to be with hadn’t decided to use the club this evening, someone else had gotten their pass in the same sequence as he had, or she had made different selections than he had, but he had done his part to put himself in contention for her company this evening. And if it didn’t work out with the new female club member from 4720 as long as there was some female from the complex that had obtained her pass to the same apartment as he had, he would still be able to enjoy a straight sex experience that evening. He had only missed out having the sexual experience he wanted with a club member a few times because of no club female being available. In those instances there were prostitutes available on demand for just about any type of sexual activity one could possibly imagine.

Having been with each of the other 5 female club members, some so frequently in fact that he had enjoyed their conjugal favors almost as many times as his own spouse, if he didn’t get to be with the new female like he wanted it was no big issue but the profile when she joined the club had indicated B/G as one of her sexual preferences so he had his hopes up. In keeping with the club practices and usage rules, no other information was included in the club introductory profile for her but in her introductory profile from the complex there was a photo which he studied for a long time trying to see if he could conclude anything more about her. In the photo, she was wearing a hat, sunglasses, and a green and blue windbreaker.

Each third-floor apartment had a dedicated single person elevator from the entry hall to the apartment to maximize confidentiality, eliminating the need to pass through any type of common hall on the third floor, reducing the chance of identification by any other club patron until someone was safely inside the apartment out of sight from any other person than their partner or partners in the case a group sexual activity. He had only participated in a group sexual activity once and had never had a gay encounter but those preferences were always available.

Once the lift arrived at the apartment, he watched the door open and walked into the apartment. A gun metal blue and red windbreaker was already hanging in the closet and he heard a soft, slightly accented voice saying thank you into the phone so he hurried to see for himself. He felt like Christmas morning and he had just gotten just what he wanted.

I am going to have a great evening! I must have been a good boy. What luck!

There stood the woman he had been hoping to see, freshly showered, the tips of her dark hair slightly damp, hanging just past a pair of pretty shoulders, wearing a sheer lime green robe, smiling as she turned her head to greet him so that the dimples to the either side of her mouth were more visible, making him feel that she was genuinely happy to see him. He couldn’t get his own windbreaker unzipped fast enough so he took it off over his head, dropped it on the floor of the hall, crossed the 10 feet between them and wrapped his arms around her, pressing her slender, warm, soft body against him hard enough he could feel her nipples pressed into his chest. She resisted a little at first but then moved her hands to the back of his neck and guided his lips to hers kissing the corners of his mouth and then gently directly on the lips.

Yes, it was going to be a great evening and a wonderful beginning to a long week end. His only regret was that they had only specified this evening although he knew if he had selected a different period and she had not that he wouldn’t be with her now!

He didn’t know her name, she didn’t know his, and he knew not asking your partner’s name was a rule that had been followed by the club members for so long that nobody even thought about violating it. All of the partners were randomly issued a pseudonym when they joined the club and it was accepted that you weren’t allowed to ask your partner their real name or to tell them yours. It had been a long time since anyone had violated the rule. The penalty for violation was immediate expulsion from the club. Confidentiality was a key value amongst the club members.

James, a young, up and coming surgeon, younger than most of the other club members, kept his weight under control, and his fitness at a high level with daily exercise so that he could enjoy the benefits of belonging to the club. The personal appearance benefits were that his 6 foot 2 inch frame looked correct for his weight of 220 and the fitness benefits were sufficient stamina to participate in sexual activities with any of the female club members he had enjoyed for a very long time.

Her robe’s pale lime color, ruffled plunging neckline that ended just above the bottom of her breasts, and the transpicuous quality of the fabric provided a wonderful and enticing combination of mystery and revelation for Ji Chang’s creamy white skin contrasted against the soft, black hair on her head and the enticing hairy tangle between her thighs. James thought to himself that he might be in the presence of a goddess although that was his reaction upon his first experience with each of the previous females.

The chime of the bell notified them that the food had arrived. They ignored the first chime but Ji Chang answered the second one saying she was really hungry. Mentally, James’s thought amused him,

Well, I guess even goddesses have to eat.

When the dumbwaiter arrived they opened the door and moved the food to the table. James said that he would wait to shower until after they had eaten. After they had finished the meal, put the dirty dishes into the dumbwaiter, and pressed the button to take it back down, Ji Chang finishing the feedback survey for the meal as James showered.

James walked back into the sitting room as Ji Chang hit the enter key, got to her feet, and walked to put her arms around James.

James said, “All finished? Now it’s only us?”

“I’m looking forward to the only us period.”

“Me too. Maybe we can extend our reservation?

“Why don’t we plan to talk that later?”

“Let’s make use of now and worry about later, well, later.”

James sat on the couch, led Ji Chang by the hand to sit on his lap rotated slightly so that as he leaned back, she leaned against him with his arms pulling her to him, and he began slowly trailing the tips of his fingers through her hair and along her scalp. All week she had been a little stressed, thinking about her first time to use the club, not knowing what the evening would bring, so that his fingertips softly trailing along her scalp and through her hair were so relaxing and narcotic that an hour later he was still holding her when she woke up with a start and kissed him.