Room One Hundred and Twenty Nine (Club Sin: Seattle Session 2)

Chapter 8

Elijah

I can’t believe what I’m seeing. Haruko, our assistant, the woman I’ve been avoiding since we hired her, is in the front seat of Parker’s car as he drives us to Club Sin. Where she will be too. I shift in my seat for the third time and Nicholas notices. He gives me a look like “you could’ve stopped this” but I ignore it. Because yes, I could have, but I wouldn’t, and Parker knows it.

What’s making me feel even more off kilter is that I’ve had this vision in my head. The four of us headed to Club Sin for a date night. A night of debauchery and fun. Orgasms and handprints on asses. Watching her come apart in my hands.

I adjust my dick in my pants before looking out the window, watching the city of Seattle go by.

I’ve lived in this city for years and yet I don’t recognize a lot of the stores here. Probably because I don’t go out much. I go to work. I go to the gym. I go home and sometimes I go to Club Sin. That’s it. I didn’t think about it that much until Haruko.

She would tell Parker about all the stuff she does in town, like shopping, going to art expos and markets. He would then relay those stories to Nicholas and I, and I’d be jealous. Jealous because of the connection Parker and Haruko have but also jealous about how she lived her life.

I was always like this, though. I was partial to the indoors as a kid and it stuck until adulthood. There’s just something so nice about sitting at home, opening a good book to get lost as the day goes by.

Of course, there became a lot less time for reading once I started working. Especially at the beginning, when Nicholas, Parker and I decided we wanted to be our own bosses, and that required making our own company. Those days were a grind, but it paid off. We now have a Fortune 500 company and people come to us instead of us going to them. Most of the time, anyway.

I recognize the road we’re on and I know we’re close to the club. My body tingles with anticipation and nerves. I’m more nervous about Haruko not liking it than I am about her going to HR and telling them her bosses took her to a sex club. I hope she knows where we’re going. I wasn’t there for the conversation, so who knows what he told her? He wouldn’t manipulate her, so I’m thinking she knows.

Parker pulls into the parking lot, and we all step out.

We hear some music as we step inside. There’s a deep bass in the music that vibrates my body. I watch Haruko as she shivers and bites her bottom lip.

Fuck, I want to bite that lip.

I keep my eyes on her as we traverse the main floor. Parker reaches his hand out, and with a gentle smile, and she takes it. Their fingers interlock and I feel a pang of jealousy hit my stomach. I don’t know where Parker’s confidence comes from doing that. They’ve been developing a relationship for a while, so maybe it’s that. It’s a different approach than mine, which was to avoid her at all costs.

And even though I know deep down I have the option to avoid her now, I don’t take it. Despite the many reasons this is a bad idea, I let the selfish part of me take over. The part that wants to see what happens. What she likes. What she may do. Who she’ll do it with.

“What do you think so far?” Parker asks Haruko.

Her eyes land on a couple on a leather couch. A man is holding a leash connected to a collar around a woman's neck. She’s wearing only a pair of black swatches over her nipples and black panties. The man cups her face, and she melts into his touch.

“This is… really nice,” she says, looking around some more.

There’s a throuple sitting on a different couch. Two men and one woman. The two men sitting on either side of her touch her sensually, running their hands over her arms and legs and through her hair.

“Do you like what you see?” Parker asks, nodding to the throuple.

She nods, swallowing.

The man who's holding her hair uses his other hand to touch the other man’s knee and in return he gets an appreciative smile.

“What do you think, Haruko?” Nicholas says, pulling her gaze from them to him.

“I like that she’s getting so much attention, but also that they guys like each other. Kind of like the best of both worlds.”

A grin pulls at my lips. The words “we can give that to you” are right there, but I keep them to myself. We’ve barely just entered the club, and she’s still our employee and my best friend's daughter. He doesn’t know I go here, but if he were to find out I took his daughter here, he’d definitely kick my ass.

Next, we head to our favourite room at the club. Room 129.

Nicholas pushes the door open and Haruko gasps as she looks around.

The room is big and square with black walls and a black floor, both of which are reflective. There’s a fourposter bed with red sheets in the middle of the far wall. Two wooden nightstands bracket the bed. That’s where you’ll find the lube, clothes and other ointments for aftercare.

Three of the walls are opaque, but the wall on either side of the door has a curtain over it. Underneath is glass where outsiders can watch. Exhibition is what we like. Showing off our woman. A “look but don’t touch” kind of scene.

Along those opaque walls are toys of all sorts. Parker takes her to one of them and starts explaining to her what they are and what they do.

“This is a flogger.” He picks it up and hands it to Haruko, who grabs the handle with one hand and runs the leather strips over her other hand.

“It’s very smooth,” she says, handing it back to Parker, who returns it to the wall.

“Yeah, it feels pretty good on the skin,” he says. He picks up a ball gag next and hands it to her.

“What do you think of this?” he asks.

Her lips purse, and she shakes her head. “I’m not sure I like a gag. Might be a bit much for me.”

The tension in the room is growing as he shows her every toy. From dildos to nipple clamps. I pull at my collar, trying to get some air inside me. My dick is impossibly hard. And it gets harder every time a toy sparks her interest.

All three of us are fixated on her. I can tell by how Parker is biting his lip that he’s trying to keep cool. And the way Nicholas is silent, his arms crossed as if he doesn’t trust himself to keep them to himself. I understand. I want to touch her as well.

By the time we get to the end, I’m holding my breath, wondering what’s next. I look at Parker, hoping he has some sort of plan. After all, he’s the one who invited her. What did he think was going to happen? What did he want to happen?

Haruko chuckles nervously, probably sensing the nerves coming off us.

“What now?” she asks, turning to face the three of us.

“What would you like to do?” Parker asks.

“Well, this is your night. I was just tagging along.” She toes the ground and clasps her hands behind her back. I’m not sure she knows that move pushes her tits forward. I can see her nipples under her dress.

“I know,” Parker says, “but we’ve come here before. We’re familiar with what we want, but this is your first time. We want to know what you want.”

“What do you usually do?” she asks, licking her lips.

Something in Parker’s eyes shift and he cocks a naughty grin, “What if we showed you? I mean, we’re off the clock and you can always stop whenever you want.”

We probably only waited a few seconds to hear her answer, but it felt like a lifetime.

“Yes. Show me. Tonight, we’re just people. Not bosses or assistants or softball players. Just people.” Her voice is breathy and fucking intoxicating.

Parker wraps his hand around her waist and leads her to the bed. Not before giving Nicholas and me a look of relief.

Okay, so he had no plan. He winged it, and it worked.

Parker sits her on the bed then says, “So, a scene is generally planned. We talk about it and then we do it. Like when you play softball. There’s a play, right?”

Haruko and Nicholas shrug their shoulders.

“I mean, sort of.” She chuckles and I can see Nicholas loosening up. He lets his arms down and says, “Yeah, it’s a little more casual than this.”

“Okay, but you get the idea, yeah?” Parker asks.

She nods. “Yeah, I got it.”

“Okay.” Parker looks at the two of us. “What if we do what we did last time, but without the gag and the whip?”

Nicholas and I both agree, and then Parker explains what’s going to happen to Haruko. She nods and smiles. Her hands are wringing, and her thighs press together. Just knowing she’s getting turned on by the explanation is making pre-cum leak into my underwear.

By the end of the talk, she’s agreed to everything, knows her safe word is red and says, “Let the games begin.”