First day at lit, intrigued by the message board, a fan of srp, ive decided to try a bit of my own....The setting to this tale, a casual adult club, where anyone from the innocent to the naughtiest gather to release stress, engage in new experiences and indulge...open to all, post at your leisure...imagination, of course, is key.
Rachel;
The low rhythmic pulsing echoed seductively in my ear, as I lounged comfortably at my table, a slight smile tugging relentlessly at the corners or my full lush lips...surveying the lively atmosphere curiously through lowered lashes...my slight form draped indulgently in black satin, dark hair tucked in a seemingly conservative bun, loose tendrils escaping to frame and compliment my relaxed features, simple...elegant. Anxiety only revealed by the drumming of delicate fingertips along the stem of my wine glass...It wasn't my first experience attending such a...subtly sexual affair, but certainly the only time i've yielded to such desires apart from my usual crowd....however as intimidating as it seemed my determintation to prove myself capable drove me to, although hesitantly, accept the invitation. I frowned slightly, glancing away from the exit to the bar, signaling the need for my glass to be refilled, mentally reviewing the advice given by my Own before She left me to my intent. "Please yourself"...it seemed simple enough at the time, drawing an impish grin and offhanded reassurance...now i sat there, impatient...for the beginning? or the end?...nodding my thanks and lifting the cool glass to my lips, sipping slowly, the cool rich liquid trickling down easily...momentarily appeasing the thoughts racing mercilessly through my mind...settling back, once more surveying the room...
Rachel;
The low rhythmic pulsing echoed seductively in my ear, as I lounged comfortably at my table, a slight smile tugging relentlessly at the corners or my full lush lips...surveying the lively atmosphere curiously through lowered lashes...my slight form draped indulgently in black satin, dark hair tucked in a seemingly conservative bun, loose tendrils escaping to frame and compliment my relaxed features, simple...elegant. Anxiety only revealed by the drumming of delicate fingertips along the stem of my wine glass...It wasn't my first experience attending such a...subtly sexual affair, but certainly the only time i've yielded to such desires apart from my usual crowd....however as intimidating as it seemed my determintation to prove myself capable drove me to, although hesitantly, accept the invitation. I frowned slightly, glancing away from the exit to the bar, signaling the need for my glass to be refilled, mentally reviewing the advice given by my Own before She left me to my intent. "Please yourself"...it seemed simple enough at the time, drawing an impish grin and offhanded reassurance...now i sat there, impatient...for the beginning? or the end?...nodding my thanks and lifting the cool glass to my lips, sipping slowly, the cool rich liquid trickling down easily...momentarily appeasing the thoughts racing mercilessly through my mind...settling back, once more surveying the room...
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