Chapter 5
Riaz~
After procuring both an observation and participation room, Teal had allowed me to escort her upstairs, and I could admit that I was feeling a bit anxious about the entire experience.
Having never been to the second floor before, I was both excited and wary about what we were going to find.
While I wasn’t a stranger to gangbang porn, I’d never seen regular people fuck openly before, so this was going to be something new for me as well.
Once we entered the room, I quickly locked the door behind us, making it clear that this wasn’t an open session, and as I glanced around the place, it was also very clear that the owner had spared no expense on these rooms, either.
As Teal got comfortable on the couch, I said, “Just so we’re clear, if you start to feel uncomfortable at any time, let me know immediately. I’ll get you out of here as quickly as possible.”
Her dark eyes slid my way. “And what if you begin to feel uncomfortable?”
I couldn’t help but smirk at that. “Baby, it takes quite a bit to make me feel uncomfortable. Remember, I handle security for a living, so I’ve seen my fair share of shit that ought not be seen.”
“Is that why you didn’t run away screaming when I told you which room I was interested in?” she asked, and though she’d said it facetiously, I knew that she was half-ass serious.
“Let’s just say that I’ve always had an open mind,” I replied as I took a seat next to her. However, before she could say anything to that, the speakers were coming to life in the room.
“Welcome to our observation room,” the voice greeted, and while I couldn’t tell if it was live or not, the voice was very soothing and welcoming.
“Our next showing will include scenes that everyone might not be comfortable with. Double-check that you are in the correct room of your choosing, and if you are not, please exit the room immediately. Also, please note that all participants are of legal age and are consenting adults. Once the scene is over, you will have the option to participate in your own fantasy, and if you choose so, please see the bar staff on the first floor for your request. Thank you for your patronage, and please remember to lock the door if you do not want any interruptions, or leave it unlocked as an invitation. Also, do not forget the panic button that is to the right of the observation glass. Use this in the event that you may need any assistance.”
“For some reason, I’d been expecting something a little sexier,” Teal chuckled quietly.
I grinned, but I didn’t have time to comment as the greeting continued, and I really did have to give it to the owner; she’d thought about everything.
“In addition to all participants being of legal and consensual age, please note that all the scenes in this room have been initiated by the lead participant, and all scenes have been previously reviewed prior to taking place. If you find that you are interested in a similar experience, there is a questionnaire available in the top drawer of the armoire located at the back of the room. Please use this questionnaire if you’re looking for participants for your experience, but disregard if you’re party is already accounted for. ”
“For some reason, I didn’t think that it’d be this...this formal,” Teal whispered, almost like she was afraid of badmouthing the place.
“It makes sense for liability reasons,” I whispered back.
“Lastly, if you choose to participate, any or all participants are free to stop at any time. Sexual protection is also highly encouraged, though not legally enforceable by the establishment. Thank you, and welcome to The Fantasy Factory.’
Once the announcements were over, I leaned back against the couch, getting comfortable. “Okay, Ms. Cromwell, tell me why this particular fantasy interests you so much.”
Teal’s cheeks turned pink, and there was nothing sexier than a good girl who liked to be treated like a slut behind closed doors. “I just...I enjoy sex,” she said, trying to explain in a way that I could understand and not judge. “I mean, what’s not to enjoy, right?”
“Well, since I’m a guy, even the worst sex that I’ve ever had was still good,” I quipped, tossing her a quick wink.
“Though I can’t say the same, for the most part, all the sex that I’ve had over the years has been decent enough,” she replied, her cheeks still pink.
“Ouch, decent enough?”
Teal let out a deep sigh, and I couldn’t imagine how difficult this was for her.
I mean, how did you explain such a thing without sounding like a whore or as if you’re asking for trouble?
While the fantasy sounded simple enough, it was still dangerous for a woman to submit to multiple men like that.
She eyed me a little before asking, “Have you ever had a threesome, Riaz?”
“No,” I answered honestly. “I’ve never met a woman who wanted to invite someone extra into the bedroom with us, and the thought of trying to please two women at once sounds...well, it sounds a bit exhausting.”
“That’s...that’s an interesting take on it,” she replied, her voice sounding a bit surprised.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, instead of assuming that both women would be there to please you, you view it as you needing to please two women, and...and I’ve always been under the impression that men like threesomes for the king effect. You know, two women catering to you.”
I eyed her back. “Sounds to me like you’ve had your fair share of selfish lovers in the past.”
“Maybe,” she muttered quietly. “Anyway, I’ve just always wondered about the...the benefits. Like, if one pair of hands feels good on you, what do two or three pairs of hands feel like? Same with lips kissing your body, body heat warming you from both sides...just all of it.”
“It also doesn’t hurt that you’d have a second man to step in if the first man isn’t cutting it,” I pointed out, smirking at what she hadn’t said.
Her lips twitched at that. “That’s also something to consider.”
“So, is this a one-time curiosity thing, or is this something that you want to keep around?” I asked, really wanting to know.”
“Honestly, I haven’t given it that much thought,” she answered. “Though I’m curious about the experience, what if I hate it?”
“What if you love it?” I countered.
She shrugged a dainty shoulder. “Maybe I just need a man that’s good in bed.”
That got a laugh out of me. “That’s also a possibility.”
Her brows furrowed a bit. “You really don’t find this appalling?”
“I find that you’ve never had good sex appalling,” I retorted.
Teal grinned. “It hasn’t all been bad, Riaz.”
My brows jumped at that. “You described it all in one fell swoop as decent enough,” I reminded her. “So, that’s pretty explanatory in itself, Teal.”
“It’s just not...it’s not as bad as it sounds,” she countered. “Boring, perhaps...but not bad.”
Before I could say anything to that, the lights in the room darkened, indicating that the show was about to begin.
Now, while I still wasn’t sure how I felt about all this, I was here for Teal, not for whatever I was thinking or feeling.
I also knew the difference between love and sex, and so I could see these types of adventures for what they were.
However, having never been in a situation like this before, I couldn’t say for sure if jealousy would creep in if Teal were my girlfriend or something more serious.
I mean, it was one thing to add some spice to the bedroom, it was another thing to have different men screwing my girl on the regular, and I just wasn’t sure if I was that openminded.
With the lights on in the other room, I turn to get comfortable, and I watched as a slim blonde walked into the room, dressed in nothing but a pink satin negligée that hit her mid-thigh, and it was being held up by two thin straps of nothing, which I could appreciate.
This scene was about to get straight to the point, and it should since that was the entire purpose of the show.
Behind her, four men followed her, and while they were all about the same height, they were all very aesthetically different to the eye.
Their differences gave you the impression that each man was going to bring a different dynamic to the scene, and maybe they were.
After all, The Fantasy Factory catered to women and the little details that most men never considered.
I glanced back over at Teal, and she looked both nervous and curious, and being an academic, I’d bet that she was the type of woman who appreciated all of the little details.
Especially, when you considered how her sex life was seriously lacking, which blew my mind when Teal was so fucking sexy that you could see it rolling off her in waves.
“Are you okay?” I asked, making sure that the green light for this was still on.
Her dark eyes slid my way. “I’m fine.”
“As long as you remember that we can leave if you decide that this isn’t for you,” I reminded her.
After a few seconds, she said, “Thank you, Riaz.”
“Don’t thank me yet, baby,” I warned, throwing her a wink.
Her lips twitched before turning her head to take in the show, and I really hoped that Ms. Teal Cornwell and I were on the same page when this thing was over.