An exclusive nightclub in Downtown

Jim walked through the crowded road’s of he city and tried to decide where to head next. Passing by several clubs and bars, all inviting to enter and enjoy a nice drink and some women, he finally stopped in front of the Club Royale, one of the city’s biggest night clubs. Jim wondered for a moment that there was no big waiting line in front of it and for a moment he thought that the club was closed. But there was a bouncer standing in front of the main entrance, who was talking to people from time to time, before those continued their walk.

He looked on his smartwatch and moved to the clothing menu. A few moments later he wore a nice suit and had a full wallet in his bag. Relaxed he walked over to the club entrance, where the bouncer looked up when Jim approached him. “Sorry, sir,” he said, guessing that Jim wanted to visit the club, “today we are invitation only, some private parties happening.”

Jim nodded and looked on his watch. He wondered if he could somehow get an invitation and scrolled through the menu to find some entry which could help. Then he stopped at an entry called “Voice of Reality” and quickly read through the description. It sounded really like what he needed and so he activated it. He waited for a moment but nothing changed. He wondered if the function was not working yet but decided to try it by pulling out a blank card, which he found in one of his jacket’s bags. “Here my invitation,” he said and reached the bouncer the card, who looked on it slightly confused but then nodded.

“Thanks, sir, welcome to the Royale,” the bouncer said and moved slightly to the side, allowing Jim to enter the lobby. He walked over to the cloak room, where a young woman was taking care of the guest’s stuff. “You can tell me what parties are going on here today?” he asked her and pulled her closer on the tie she was wearing. Their lips met and she gave into his kiss instantly, both of them tonguing for a moment.

“Uhh …,” she responded for a moment, clearly needing a second to order her toughs. “There is a bachelorette party going on and some college girls celebrating together and some other groups I don’t know who they are.”

Jim smiled, satisfied with the outlook for a good amount of fun today. And the girl, she needed a little thank-you for the information. He pulled her to his side of the counter and lifted her up on it, massaging her breasts through the white blouse she was wearing. “No bra?” he asked her with a smirk and she nodded while moaning and putting her legs around his body. Jim grinned and slowly continued to massage them, pulling a bit on the girl’s breasts and pull them to nice DD-cups, which were streching the white blouse to a maximum.

“Wow,” the girl said and grabbed her breasts herself. “Glad I didn't wear a bra today.”

Jim looked at his work, seeing the buttons of the blouse near their tearing point. The girl looked great with the big boobs, but he wasn’t sure if he should free the puppies from their prison or head directly to the main room of the club.