Changing clothes

The men's changing room looks like the changing room in any gym pretty much. I find the locker corresponding to the number of my key, and start undressing. There are a few other men in there, but not very much conversation going on. I strip out of my clothes, leaving my underwear on, and put on my bathrobe, then walk out the exit from the changing room.

No sight of Millie, but I figure she will take longer to change than me, so I just stand there and wait, taking in the surroundings.

The room is rather large, with a pretty high ceiling. There are multiple sofas with couples sitting on them, these are spread out through the room a bit haphazardly, but they are roughly in a semi-circle, phasing an empty area which is well lit up. The rest of the room is in darkness.

A few waiters are discretely making rounds serving drinks, there is a bar area, and also a DJ booth.

I feel someone rubbing my back and turn around, it is Millie with a big smile on her face and wearing a bathrobe that struggles to contain her tits.

"Let's find a seat." She says and takes my hand.