Lex
Maybe Tabitha and I should wait a few weeks before playing in public together, but she suggested we visit Anchored on Friday, and the idea is too enticing to turn down. I’ve played with plenty of subs, but I haven’t played in public with her before and the idea turns me on more than it should.
A lot of people don’t understand the idea of showing off your partner in public. After all, as the man in the relationship, shouldn’t I want to hide my woman’s body? Shouldn’t I want her beauty to be a secret? Shouldn’t I want to preserve her modesty?
Maybe.
But I don’t.
I love the idea of stripping her down in the club and fucking her where everyone can watch and see. I get hard when I think of turning people on with our lovemaking. The idea of her orgasming in front of a crowd makes me dizzy with excitement. It’s everything to me. It’s incredible, and I want it.
I want all of it.
Tabitha has arranged an overnight babysitter, and the kids are in bed and asleep before we even leave. Susie shows up right at 11:15 and is ready for a long night of homework, or so she says. She’s eyeing the couch when we leave and I wonder if she’s going to crash while we’re gone. That’s fine by me. As long as she’s home in case of an emergency, I’m happy.
We head out to the club.
“Nervous?” I ask once we’re in the car.
“A little. I haven’t played in awhile. I might be a little rusty.”
“I’m sure you’re going to be just fine. I can’t wait to explore with you.”
It’s a little funny that we’ve both played at Anchored before, but we haven’t run into each other. It’s not a huge club, but it’s big enough that if you don’t go regularly or on the same nights, you might not meet all of the members. That’s quite okay with me. I’m just happy that tonight, we’re playing in a place we’re both comfortable with, where we both know the rules. I’m glad Tabitha knows her way around and she’s not going to feel nervous or get stage fright when we arrive.
I’m glad she’s comfortable enough to share this part of her life with me.
And then we’re there.
We park in the dimly lit parking lot of the harbor. The decommissioned mini-cruise ship that houses Anchored is docked just thirty yards away. The lights are on and the ship is glowing, but there’s no sound. The entire thing has been revamped, remodeled, and soundproofed, which means it’s the perfect place to play discreetly. Anyone driving by or walking along the boardwalk will just think it’s another ship.
The rest of us know the truth.
It’s a secret sex club, and tonight, Tabitha and I are going to play.
Tonight, my wife and I are going to play.
And I’m going to make it so good for her.
Tabitha reaches for my hand and squeezes it. The gesture is simple, but it offers me comfort, and more than that, it fills me with pride. She’s turning to me this time. She’s nervous, and she’s reaching out to me. She’s not pushing me away.
There have been so many days we’ve struggled. There have been so many times where I felt she was pulling away instead of reaching out. I know she often feels she has to handle things alone, but now I’m here. I’m here and I’m going to stay, and she’s going to be able to reach out anytime she needs me.
That’s what lovers are for.
That’s what friends are for.
And if there’s something I know about Tabitha, it’s that she’s my best friend. She knows all my secrets and she likes me anyway. She knows everything there is to know about me, and she still loves me and cares for me.
The last few years have been hard. Nightmarish. Impossible.
I’m going to make that all up to her and I’m going to start with tonight.
After checking in at the front desk, we head to the locker rooms to get ready for our evening.
“I’ll meet you outside of the women’s locker room,” I tell Tabitha, kissing her goodbye.
“All right,” she says, and disappears into the room. I drop off my jacket in a locker and after a quick glance in the mirror, head out to wait for my wife. The dungeon is in full swing already, which is amazing. It just makes me more excited to play with Tabitha.
When the owners purchased this ship, they remodeled the entire thing. They wanted a safe, sane, and consensual place where people could explore their kinks discreetly. I’d say they accomplished exactly that. The room doesn’t look scary or intimidating. Instead, everything is nautical-themed, from the furniture to the carpets to the wall décor. Even the employees are dressed in retro sailor outfits and pinup girl clothing tonight, which is incredibly sexy and makes me want to buy Tabitha some new clothes.
I should buy her new clothes.
But then she walks out of the locker room and I see her in fetwear for the first time, and every rational thought leaves my body. If I was hard before, I’m even harder now. I can’t take my eyes off her as she walks over to me.
“Like what you see, big boy?” She asks, running a finger down my arm. I grab her wrist to stop her.
“Don’t move,” I whisper. The words are hard to get out. “Just let me look at you. Fuck, you’re so damn beautiful.” She blushes, but stands still and lets me look at her. She lets me just take her in because Tabitha is perfect in every way.
Her hair is down and flows past her shoulders. Usually, she wears it up. When she’s chasing kids around and dealing with laundry and work, that’s understandable. Now, it’s down and wavy. Her makeup was already done before we left, but it looks even better now with her hair down. Her eyes really pop with the way she did her eye-shadow. Everything about her looks brighter, more feminine.
Then there’s her outfit itself.
She’s wearing a black-and-green strapless corset that pushes her breasts up, offering them to anyone who wants to look. It covers her belly, but there’s a two-inch gap between the bottom of the corset and the top of her boy shorts, and I love the skin that peeks out. I run my finger over it and under the top of her little black shorts. She’s barefoot, and her toes are painted green to match the corset.
“Did you pick this out just for me?” I ask.
“I did.”
“You knew I’d like it.”
“I knew you’d love it.”
I kiss her then, satisfied, sated, and happy.
“Come on, love. The night is just getting started.”