Get a drink

I decided to grab a drink, and followed the signs to the bar.

The door to the bar was fixed open, with a large sign on the door. ‘UNDERWEAR MUST BE WORN. NO SEX IN THE BAR. DRINKS CANNOT BE REMOVED FROM THIS ROOM.’

The bar looked like it had once been a large meeting room. Now it had a few tables and chairs, and a barman and small bar in one corner. The barman looked like a younger brother of Lewis, the owner. There were six others in the room. Three men were sitting with one older woman at one table. At another table, two women were giggling to each other in a corner.

Neither group looked welcome for company, so I went to the barman and ordered a drink. At first he seemed clothed, but as I got closer, I realised he only had clothes on the top. Below he only had a pair of speedos like his brother.

“Membership number?” He asked as he was pouring.

“Becky….umm…2…umm”

Damn! I’d forgotten!

“Put it on mine.” A voice from behind me came. “David 137. And make me a whisky on the rocks. The Glenmorangie if there’s any left.”

I turned round to see the man who had just paid for my drink. He looked in his late twenties, with short black hair and a lot of muscles. Like everyone else, he was naked except for a pair of black boxer shorts. He had a sweaty glow about him. As he stood next to me, another woman walked into the bar. She too had a sweaty look. She walked up to David, squeezed his ass, then walked over to the two girls in the corner.

“Hi Becky” he said to me, after blowing a kiss to the sweaty girl. “I’m David. I don’t think I’ve seen you here before.”

I blushed slightly. “Actually, it’s Sarah. I’m Becky’s guest for the evening.”

“Hello Sarah” he corrected, and kissed my hand. We were both basically naked, but he was such a gentleman. “What do you think of Paradise so far?”

I took a large sip of my drink. “It’s great, but I haven’t seen all of it yet, I don’t think. And everyone here is so sexy.”

He laughed, and sunk back about a third of his whisky. “The uglier people tend to hide in the dark room. But I agree, most people here are very sexy, but you are one of the sexiest I’ve seen so far.”

I blushed slightly, and felt a tingle in my panties. I thought I could see a bulge twitching in his shorts.

“What’s the dark room?” I asked curiously.

“It’s one of the rooms here. It’s pitch black inside, so you can’t see anything. And it’s surprisingly full of people. Anyone and everyone will try and touch you everywhere. And I do mean everywhere!” he laughed, taking another sip of his drink. “If tonight is your first evening, I wouldn’t recommend it.”

“Oh,” I replied, unsure of a correct answer. The adventurous part of me now instantly wanted to go and find the room. I started to imagine what it would be like to have a hundred hands, male and female, covering my body, every inch of privacy removed.

I realised I’d been daydreaming, and David was now looking bored, and his attention was beginning to wander.

“What do you do?” I asked, trying to make small talk.

He shook his head. “We try not to talk about the outside world in here. No small talk, no jobs or stress. Just pleasure. And talking of pleasure, shall we find a more private room?”