“This is it, my man. Your bedroom.” Michael opened the door, stepped aside and waited for Jeremy to enter. “Nice, right?”

“This is incredible. Not what I expected at all.”

“Let me guess you expected bunks?”

“Yeah, something like that.” Jeremy spun around taking in the entire space.

“This is RAW. Only the best for RAW. The owners would have it no other way.”

“I’ve heard the rumors about a business partner.” Jeremy walked towards the picture window to check out his view.

“There’s a silent partner that holds sixty percent but no one except Bevy and her chief of police boyfriend, Bill, know who that person is.”

“Bevy’s boyfriend is the chief of Police?”

“Nothing to worry about... you’ll meet Bill; he stops in all the time. He’s a cool guy.” Michael walked to the door. “Take a few minutes in here and then we’ll get your bags. You did pack your shit, right?”

“Yes, I was told by the recruiter that I had to come to the interview packed even if I didn’t get the job.”

“Bevy likes the other boys to get you acquainted right away and then you can always get the rest of your stuff later on.”

“I brought everything I own. I don’t have a lot of things.” Jeremy was living on Claire’s pull out couch for the past eight months. Claire and Jeremy became friends in college. They went on to Medical school together, and Claire continued to do her residency while Jeremy floundered.

“Even better. Keep things simple, I always say.” Michael walked out. “I’ll be back.”

Jeremy looked around the room. It wasn’t a large space but it was big enough for a king size bed, a walk in closet, an armoire, and a large bathroom with double sinks. A dark navy silk comforter covered the bed and large pillows covered in white pillowcases lined up against the headboard.

Jeremy sat down on the edge of the bed then propped himself against the pillows with his legs stretched out in front of him crossing one ankle over the other. The position gave him a perfect view of the entire space. He looked around in disbelief.

So far everything about this job was perfect. The interview was easier than Jeremy expected once he got past Bevy scrutinizing him. Amy was a doll. Bevy seemed pleasant. The food was delicious. Michael and Mason were both friendly, and his bedroom was impressive. He’d have privacy on his down time to read. Something he did often. Jeremy was a history buff and consumed book after book of American and World history.

Jeremy stretched his arms above his head. He bent his elbows and interlaced his fingers behind his head as he thought about the morning.

Madison invaded those thoughts. She was a member of RAW. He couldn’t wait for the next time he’d see her. He hoped that this job allowed for getting to know the women. He didn’t want it to be all about sex. He enjoyed getting to know people and having a deeper connection with the women would make the sex that much better.

Michael came back to Jeremy’s room about an hour later. “Sorry I took so long. Let’s go get your bags and then I’ll introduce you to the other guys and give you a tour of the place.”

Jeremy hopped off his bed and followed Michael out of his room. Michael pointed to a few closed doors on the way down the hallway reciting names as they passed. So far Jeremy picked up on a few names. Luke, Brian, Timothy, and JC. “How many guys are we?” Jeremy asked as he caught Michael say one more name. He added Donnie to his mental list.

“Bevy likes to keep the number at twenty, but sometimes there’s less, sometimes more. Guys leave for various reasons. Some guys meet a girl and want to get married, or they make their money and settle down to explore other ventures.”

“The money is good here?” Jeremy knew the money was six-figure kind of money, but he wanted to hear Michael confirm it.

“You’ll make sick money here. Stock it away, and you’ll be set for life.”

“What happens if the women don’t pick me, or if they do, and I don’t satisfy them?”

“Then you leave broke.” Michael stopped walking and lowered his voice. “Can I give you some advice?”

“I’d appreciate it.”

“Put it in your head that every member is here because she isn’t being satisfied at home. That could mean many different things. Some may have spouses who ignore them completely, some the sex may suck, others have sexual fantasies that they no longer want to ignore, and they come to a safe place to explore their desires. Your job, your only job is to take care of them. Every woman that walks through this door is different. If you learn to appreciate their bodies because of those differences, you’ll succeed here.”

“That usually isn’t a problem. I love the female body in all shapes and sizes, but I did have a hard time with the amount of hair on Amy.”

“I know you did.”

“You watched?”

“For the first few minutes. I like Amy’s hairy pussy.” Michael paused as he contemplated Amy and all that hair, “I think all that hair is sexy. I just want to shove my face between her legs and go to town. Amy’s a sweetheart, and she likes her sex kinky.”

“Like what?”

Michael lowers his voice to a whisper. He looks to his left then to his right. “Learn this now. No member can be spoken about by name when discussing specifics. You can talk in generalizations but never details. Essentials can talk amongst themselves in private but can never use the member’s name when discussing specific sexual tastes. It’s automatic termination.”

“I did read that in the contract.”

“The Essentials know every detail about all the members, but we must make sure never to refer to them by name when we discuss their particular preferences.”

“Got it. So Amy likes it kinky but giving any further detail is forbidden.” Jeremy summed it up.

“Some ladies like to be fucked by multiple men, some like girl on girl while the man coaxes them on, others like when you come all over them, some like whips, bondage, some like rough sex, even forceful, some like to play out elaborate stories. It varies what turns on a woman.”

“Do any just like simple straight sex?” Jeremy asked.

“Sure, plenty but you have to be good to hold their attention.”

“I hope I’m up for the task.” Jeremy hadn’t had a lot of sex. He had girlfriends that he had sex with but it was all very vanilla. One afternoon, Jeremy walked the aisles of Whole Foods when a woman approached him and handed him her business card. She suggested he call the number on the card and speak to the recruiter. He shoved the card in his wallet but had no intention of calling until he visited his father and got the same old what are you doing with your life lecture. Jeremy had waited another week before he made the call and it was another month before he had his interview with Bevy.

“Man, relax, once you get your first check, you’d be surprised what you are capable of doing. Money is a great motivator.” Michael patted him on the shoulder. “Come on, man, let’s move your ass into the mansion. Welcome to Raw!” Michael fist-pumped the air.

Once outside the walls of the Mansion, Jeremy pointed to his black Jeep parked in the visitor spot off to the side near the entrance. “There are only four guest spots, where do the ladies park when they come here?”

“We have Valet service. The women pull up to the front, and the valet takes their cars while concierge service brings them to their rooms. The visitor spots are for candidates and for prospective members coming in for tours.”

“How many members are here at one time?” Jeremy opened his trunk.

“Twenty-five members at one time but there are close to two hundred members. You never see the same women every weekend except Madison. She’s here every weekend but she doesn’t book Essentials out every time she’s here. She likes the spa and her and Bevy play tennis. As for the other members, they decide what they want for their weekend and they book out rooms and times. Think of it as room service.” Michael grabbed two of Jeremy’s bags while Jeremy carried a box. “Because of the other amenities, the time spent here is like going away to a spa resort. The full-service spa is always booked.”

 “A spa resort with sex included.” Jeremy summed it up.

“Exactly, and it’s rare but some women come here for the weekend just to get away with no sex involved and like I said Madison does that a lot. She goes weeks without booking the guys." Michael held out his hand, "Give me your car keys. I’m going to have Sam get the rest of your things and move your car to the back in Employee Parking.”

Jeremy tossed his keys to Michael. “I know how to find my way back.”

“Good, I’ll give you time to unpack then I’ll come and get you and introduce you to the guys.”

Jeremy finished settling into his room when he heard a knock on the door. Michael walked in carrying a half-eaten sandwich. “Ready? The guys are all down by the pool.”

“Yeah, I’m ready.” Jeremy meant it. The level of excitement peaked as this began to feel real to him. RAW was his new home, his new job and he was about to meet his new friends.

He followed Michael down a long hallway heading towards the back of the mansion. Windows spanned the entire wall and looked out onto a massive size pool with a grotto and a long slide. A few guys worked the grills at the large outdoor kitchen as some of the guys stood around them waiting for food. Michael and Jeremy walked down a flight of stairs opened to the view and at the bottom large French doors opened to the veranda.

As they got closer to the doors, Jeremy heard music playing. Michael stepped outside with Jeremy behind him. When the guys saw Michael, they all cheered. Michael raised his hands in the air as he walked closer to the pool. “Gentleman, I’d like you to meet the new hire.” Michael turned back and pointed to Jeremy. “Everyone this is Jeremy.”

The men gave a collective clap and then one by one they approached Jeremy and introduced themselves.

He didn’t expect to learn all their names by this one introduction, but a few stuck out more than others. For example, Big Mike, Jeremy could not forget because he was exactly that… Big.

Big Mike carried what looked like an extra fifty pounds if not more and he was not shy about his size. He walked right up to Jeremy with a burger in his hand, shirt off, introduced himself and said out right, “A handful of the women are chubby chasers. I mention it just in case you were wondering what I was doing here amongst all you pretty boys.”

“No Man, I get it. It’s good to meet you.” Jeremy shook his hand and turned to the next guy who introduced himself.

“Hey Jeremy, good to meet you, man. I’m Will. We should call you Professor.” Will pointed to Jeremy’s eyeglasses.

Will appeared way too pretty to be straight but who was Jeremy to question things. “Good to meet you, Will, and call me what you’d like.”

One after another, they introduced themselves to Jeremy. Each guy had distinct differences. Some were bald, and some tattooed, others looked oddly straight-laced, a few had facial hair, a couple of them had long hair, a few even wore a man bun. Most of the guys were tall, but there were a few that stood shorter than the rest but would not be considered short in stature.

Jeremy noticed the one thing they all had in common was their good looks and muscular bodies except for Big Mike. He was a good-looking guy with his beard and shaved head, but he was the only one that looked like he hadn’t seen a gym in years. He looked like his ass only saw the seat of a Harley for the past five years.

Once the introductions were through, Michael called out to the group. “Guys you know the routine. Show Jeremy the ropes and make sure you all have a good time while doing it.”

Everyone clapped and cheered then went on partying including Jeremy who fit in right away.

“What’s your poison?” The guy Jeremy remembered as JC asked.

“Any beer will do.” Jeremy followed JC over to the outdoor beverage refrigerator.

“Well, you have your pick.” JC opened the fridge lined with dozens of varieties of beer. “Bevy spoils us.”

“I’ve been told.” Jeremy stood in front of the open fridge and grabbed one of the craft beers.

“Yeah, living here will ruin you. You’ll never be able to go back to mediocrity.”

“Why would you want to?” Jeremy countered.

“Good point.” JC grabbed a beer and clinked bottles with Jeremy. “Any questions you have don’t be afraid to ask.”

“Thanks, man, I appreciate it.”

The rest of the afternoon consisted of eating, drinking, lounging in the pool or around the pool while the guys filled Jeremy in on what to expect.

Jeremy’s first night on the floor started tomorrow, but it was as an observer. The whole week would play out like that and then next week his probation began, and it was group sex or nothing. The women had to book Jeremy. If they didn't book him for the night in a group setting, his time was his own.

Jeremy wondered if he’d have to watch Madison partake in sex and without asking a few of the guys volunteered that information.

“Not every member leaves the curtains open.” Greg started off.

“Yeah, many of the ladies don’t appreciate an audience,” Marc added.

“And you’ll never see an Exclusive in the rooms. They have private rooms on the other side of the mansion, and there are no two-way mirrors in their rooms. No one is allowed to venture to that side of the mansion unless invited.” Todd divulged the information Jeremy wanted most.

Michael mentioned Madison was an Exclusive member and he was happy to hear any time spent with her would be private.

“But that doesn’t exclude group sex. Some of the Exclusives like multiple men at one time and a few like to invite the ladies in.”

Okay, so it wouldn’t be completely private, but at least there wouldn’t be an audience. Jeremy thought to himself.

“How many Exclusives are there?” Jeremy asked.

“It varies, but since I’ve been here, there has never been more than three at one time. Madison has been her the longest.”

Jimmy looked at his watch, “This time tomorrow night, you get first-hand knowledge of life at RAW.” He patted Jeremy on the back then took a swig of his beer.

After spending just eight hours in the mansion, Jeremy was looking forward to it. The guys welcomed him, Bevy seemed like a great boss and a smart businesswoman, the accommodations were above and beyond, and things could only get better once you threw sex into the equation.

~~~~~

A workweek at RAW was Wednesday through Sunday The first week at RAW; Jeremy had to be the patient observer. Bevy scheduled him in every viewing room every hour of the evening. The point of the training was to give Jeremy a visual taste of everything that went on at Raw.

He was not permitted to participate in any sexual fantasies. He was, however, expected to do a sort of meet and greet every night in the main dining room. It gave him a chance to showcase himself to the women.

Right away, the women took a liking to him. Not only was Jeremy nice to look at but also he had charm, manners and a comfortable warmth about him. He gave each woman who approached him, his undivided attention.

As soon as Amy walked into the restaurant Wednesday night, she noticed the new guy, and a smile stretched across her face. Jeremy winked at her the second he saw her and politely asked Jennifer, the woman who captured his attention at the moment if she’d excuse him. Before he walked away, he promised Jennifer to look for her later. Jeremy’s smooth delivery made it impossible to be annoyed at him, so Jennifer smiled and squeezed his arm, “Make sure you find me.”

Jeremy gave Jennifer a little wink as he walked away.

Amy opened her arms wide as he approached her. Jeremy swept her up. “Well, young lady, I have you to thank for being here.”

“I’d like to take all the credit, but it was all you, and though my eyes didn’t see it, my hands felt it, and there is a lot of you.”

Jeremy stared over her head as he attempted to suppress his laugh. “Okay, but it was your feedback that sealed the deal.”

“I’ll take the credit, and I’m just so glad you’re officially part of RAW. It’s a great place. I know some people view everyone here, as perverts but were not. RAW changes women’s lives and even the men who work here change in some way for the better.”

“So far, everyone has been great. I’m happy to be part of the team.”

“Good, and I had a little inside information from Bevy that she hired you and I’ve already booked you for the first night after your probation is up. I have a feeling you’ll get booked quickly. I didn’t want to take any chances of being wait listed.”

“Really? I look forward to it.” A vision of Amy’s mound of hair flashed before his eyes. He had three months to wrap his head around it because there was no way he was going to let this girl down.

“I booked Big Mike tonight. He’s a sweetheart. I feel comfortable with him and Skinny Mike.”

Jeremy already figured out that skinny Mike, as the ladies referred to him, was Michael, Bevy’s assistant. Jeremy remembered Michael’s comments about getting all up in Amy’s bush, so it didn’t surprise him that Amy favored him. “Both good guys.” He added.

“And in three months I can add you to my list.” She tapped him on the chest with her finger.

“Yes, you can, and I’m glad you feel comfortable with me. I like you, Amy. I think you’re an absolute sweetheart.” Jeremy noticed Amy’s cheeks take on a rosy hue.

“Jeremy, I’m so glad you’re here, we’re going to have fun.”

“Good, now let’s go over to the bar and have some cocktails to get this evening started.” Jeremy placed his hand on Amy’s back and guided her towards the bar.

 

When the ten o’clock hour approached all the men booked for the evening slowly made their way out of the restaurant. Some of them walked out with the women who booked them while others would meet the ladies in the sex rooms.

Jeremy reached for the paper folded up in his inside jacket pocket. He pulled it out and checked out his first hour. He was to observe Room Thirteen. The guys informed him that every room was different and every viewing room almost the same with few distinctions.

The warm glow from wall sconces lighted his way to viewing Room Thirteen. Just as he got to the door, someone came walking from the other end of the hallway. As the figure came into view, Jeremy waited for her to come close.

Madison smiled as she approached Jeremy. “Good evening, Jeremy.” She whispered.

“Good evening, Madison. Are you coming or going?”

“I left my cell in Bevy’s office.” Madison pointed in that direction as she passed Jeremy.

Jeremy grabbed her wrist, “Come in here with me first.”

“Are you nervous?” Madison teased him. She made eye contact with him for a second then stared down at his chest.

“If I say yes will you join me inside?”

Madison tilted her head as she considered what he asked. “Jeremy, I don’t know if I should.” She finally glanced up at him.

“Do you have other plans?” Jeremy leaned on the wall as he let go of her wrist.

“No.”

“Some come in and keep me company.”

“Okay, I’ll go in with you but not for the entire time.”

“After you,” Jeremy held open the door as Madison walked through.

Jeremy followed behind her. When they got to the main viewing area, Jeremy grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the top tier in the back. They sat on the velvet love seat at the farthest corner. Small lights illuminated some of the space just enough to get around but not enough to see the other viewers.

The two-way mirror reminded Jeremy of a movie screen; yet, instead of watching a movie you watched the real deal. Three people sprawled out on the bed touching each other. There was the member, another female, and the Essential. Jeremy couldn’t recall the Essentials name. He thinks it was Andrew.

Andrew sucked on the member’s tits while one of the girls licked and sucked on the other girl’s pussy. Jeremy glanced at Madison. She parted her lips as she watched the scene unfold. She took in a deep breath, and that’s when Jeremy shifted closer to her. He leaned in and whispered in her ear. “Are you okay?”

Madison gazed up at him and nodded her head. “I’ve never sat in a viewing room.” She confessed.

Jeremy placed his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his body. He was surprised when Madison didn’t resist. Instead, she sunk into him and rested her hand on his thigh.

Jeremy and Madison watched as the one woman jutted her hips up and threw her head back while pushing the other woman’s head deeper between her legs. The Essential knelt behind the girl performing oral sex to the other woman, and licked her pussy from behind.

Madison dropped her head back onto Jeremy’s shoulder. He gazed into her eyes, “Madison, are you sure you’re okay?”

Madison nodded as she bit down on her lower lip and stared up into his warm eyes. “Like I said I’ve never watched.”

“And now you’re turned on.”

Madison nodded her head and swallowed.

Jeremy tilted her head to the side and kissed her jawline. He trailed kisses over to her ear, “Madison, you’re beautiful.” He slid his hand up the top of her thigh as he kissed her neck.

Madison turned her body to face him. She parted her mouth, and Jeremy brushed his lips against hers. She brought her hand up to his cheek and rested it on his clean-shaven skin while Jeremy slid his hand between her thighs. Their lips and tongues moved together as Madison glided her hand through his hair. Jeremy tilted her head back and slipped his tongue in deeper. Madison purred and slid her other hand down the front of his chest. She rested it there until she felt his hand move further up the inside of her thigh.

Madison moved her mouth off of his, grabbed his hand and moved it away. “Jeremy, I need to go.”

Before he could say anything, Madison hurried out.

Jeremy collapsed into the back of the couch. He pressed down on his erection hoping to make it go away. Jeremy couldn’t believe Madison allowed him a taste. He thought for sure he’d get slapped. Though it was a short moment he spent with Madison, Jeremy knew Michael had it all wrong. Madison wasn’t a snob. Jeremy thought she might be the exact opposite. Whatever her story Jeremy was determined to learn all he could about Madison Avery.