[MF] Casual encounter at a fetish club

Here she is, on the right. Petite, really fun-sized, and, well, you can see how she’s dressed. Her name was Sophie.

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I was on a boys’ night out in London. We booked a hotel in Covent Garden and went out nearby. My friend was keen on this fetish club so I was happy to go along with the idea. I had some gear in the back of my closet from cosplay and cyberpunk conventions. I dug out some pvc trousers and leather boots, and decided to leave my shirt at the cloakroom. I’m 6’2, with a decent enough chest and stomach – toned, athletic – to feel confident walking around like this, and the place was already hot. My buddy split and went off to cruise on his own. He’s scored in places like this before, and knows how it works. It was a newer scene to me, so I decided to just get another drink and take in the view. I’m not into watching other shirtless guys, but there were enough women in skimpy pvc and leather to keep me interested.

I watched Sophie walk in with her friends – one other single girl, and a couple. She glanced around, a little nervous but excited, and a little unsteady on her big heels; no doubt they’d all enjoyed some pre-drinking before getting the cab here, to get in the mood and take the edge off. They were giggly, sticking together for now as they got another round of drinks.

She caught my eye briefly. I was looking at her outfit; she had an obvious zip down the front, which she was playing with, sliding it up and down. When it was halfway down, I got a great view of cleavage, and she noticed me looking, and smiled.

She looked back, a few moments later. She still had that curious, excited, unsure expression. The couple she was with looked more experienced, already into it; they exchanged a few words with her and the other, taller single girl, and paired off, headed for another room. I knew that room was for people to fuck with others watching. I guess she knew it too. She gazed after them, one hand playing with the zip, the other smoothing over the pvc on her hips.

Then a guy approached her tall blonde friend. Sophie backed off a little, giving them privacy but making sure her friend was OK. Her friend definitely seemed OK. Her hands were on the guy’s bare chest, and his went to her ass. Sophie glanced at me again, and we raised eyebrows at each other. She started walking over toward me.

She seemed even shorter, face to face, even with her heels. She had to tilt her head up, and I had to lean down a little, for us to talk.

‘So,’ she said playfully. She steadied herself by resting a hand on my waist.

‘Looks like your friends have got lucky.’ I was talking close to her ear, with my breath brushing her. Her hair smelled good; so did the scent on her neck. Her skin there felt slightly damp.

‘Two of them were already together.’

‘Yeah, I got that impression. How about your other friend?’

Both of her hands were on my waist now. They felt small, resting there lightly. Her fingers brushed my skin. She glanced around.

‘I think she’s happy enough. I’ll keep an eye on her.’

We both watched her friend passionately kissing a guy she’d just met, pushing her body against his.

‘She looks happy,’ I said, close to Sophie’s ear.

‘She really does.’ Sophie moved closer to me. The black pvc of her outfit brushed my bare stomach, and her boob pushed briefly against me. ‘So…’ she murmured.

I let my hand rest very lightly on her hip, my fingers trailing over the edge of her outfit, stroking the top of her thigh. She smiled and pushed closer again. I looked down at her.

‘That’s a great outfit. How far does it undo?’

She leaned back a little, looking me in the eye, as her hand went to the silver zip.

‘Quite a way.’ She took a quick glance left and right. Nobody was paying any attention. She tugged it slowly and steadily down. It came to just under her boobs, exposing a V of cleavage. ‘I don’t have that much to show off.’

‘You’ve got more than enough,’ I told her. She smiled again and tilted her face up, standing on tiptoe, and her glossy lips met mine.

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I’ll come back to it later… writing this in between work documents.

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