It was party time at the Looking Glass. Of course, it was always party time at the Glass, as regulars called it. Just underground enough to feel exclusive, and just open enough to stay crowded, the Glass catered to the beautiful and the rich. Or anyway you needed to be one of those two to get in.
Richard was sometimes mistaken for the first type. Tall, jet black hair cropped close on the sides, sapphire blue eyes. More often he was thought for the second type, for the designer clothes (always in black) and his permanent seat at a private table. He was the only one at a table that wasn’t there because he’d proved himself or shelled out a huge sum. Richard was ostensibly at work. He owned the Glass.
Any real work had finished a good hour ago. Now he was sitting back with a bottle of nice wine and listening to a top DJ merge K-Pop and Darkwave into something somehow catchier than both. Not bad, he thought, scanning the crowd.
Not bad at all. His eyes lighted on a hot young couple. One of them taller, more curvy, gloriously squeezed into a black latex dress. It was backless, looped around the back of her neck and then hugging every curve on its way down to the micro-short skirt. The other girl was shorter, wearing just a demi-bra and an inverted pentagram lacing up top. Black hot pants showed off a nice ass just above spider web thigh-highs.
They were getting a lot of attention, and they deserved it. Fortune favors the bold. Thought Richard. Or the horny. He mentally added with a chuckle. He kept his eye on the two, motioning for a waiter. A few minutes later that waiter was heading down to the dance floor to deliver an invitation.
It was sweltering in the club, Natalie could feel a sheen of sweat anywhere her skin was bare. A lot of it was bare. Kathryn had convinced her to come out in a bra and short-shorts. True, they did look hot. Hot enough to get into the Glass, without a cover even. Kathryn looked amazing in the dress they’d found on sale. It hugged her body and pushed her beautiful breasts up right at Natalie’s eye level. You could set a drink on those tits, Natalie thought. She felt her girlfriend pull her close, and blushed as Kathryn’s head came down to kiss her.
They weren’t supposed to be doing this in public. But the Glass wasn’t public, not really. Natalie was buzzed and floating on endorphins. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth to the kiss, caressing Kathryn’s back as her lover’s tongue explored her mouth. She moaned into the kiss when Kathryn squeezed her ass. Someone bumped into her… someone’s cock almost breaking free of their pants bumped into her. They pulled away though, didn’t grind.
The staff at the Glass kept it cool, you couldn’t creep on people here. Which made little moments like that hot. Embarrassing, but hot. Natalie could feel a blush creeping up her chest and neck, spreading up her face. Kathryn had a hand on her breast and was rubbing it through the bra. She ground her crotch against her girlfriend’s leg. Goddamn it Kat, take me home or take me to the bathroom or something! Natalie thought, her stomach quivering with desire. Too many people here…
Natalie pulled away from the embrace, blushing harder than any amount of pale foundation could cover. Another guy approached, a club waiter. It was weird to see one of them on the floor, they usually stuck to the tables. He leaned in to say something in Kathryn’s ear. Kathryn looked surprised.
“WHAT?” Yelled Natalie over the throbbing bass.
“TABLE INVITE!” Kathryn yelled back. “BOTH OF US.”
Natalie squirmed. This was getting out of control. It’s not as if she and Kat had never invited a guy into their bed, but the night was already feeling crazy. Plus, most of the guys that could afford private tables were not exactly young. Or good looking.
Kathryn didn’t seem to be conflicted. She took Natalie’s hand and pulled her through the crowd. A few hands slid across her bare belly, sides, or back. Little touches that you’d get even at a place as policed as the Glass. Natalie was acutely aware of all the eyes on her, and squirmed. Her heart was pounding from making out, the touches, everything. It wasn’t sweat soaking her panties, and maybe the crotch of her shorts as well.
Up out of the dance floor and into the private tables, the music dropped to a low roar. Acoustics, sound cancelling technology, dark magic, Natalie didn’t know what caused it, but it was a cool effect. She looked around, letting Kathryn lead her wherever they were going. The tables were ordinary enough, just black lacquered wood in rounds or rectangles. No scuffs though, not like banged up tables at most places. All over the walls, even the ceiling were hundreds and hundreds of mirrors. Antiques most of them, heavy silver frames holding slightly warped reflecting glass. All of them were different, Natalie didn’t see a single repeated mirror.
She snapped back to the moment as Kathryn came to a stop at the furthest back table in the section. The music was at something approaching a normal playing volume now, low enough to actually hear someone talk. Sitting at the table was… actually a pretty handsome guy. Excitement and shyness warred in Natalie. Knowing Kathryn, she already wanted to hop in bed with this guy. Natalie did too, kind of. But, getting called up to a table and then banging the guy? That would easily top the sluttiest thing she’d ever done.
She sat at the table next to her girlfriend, and the guy smiled. Natalie squirmed.
Richard grinned at the two sexy ladies in front of him. “I’m Richard. The Glass is my club. Thanks for accepting my invite. Please let the waiter know what you want to drink. Anything you want, go for top shelf.”
“Cosmo with lime.” Kathryn said.
“Long island.” Natalie said, licking her lips. The waiter nodded and left to put in their drink orders.
“In the meantime, let me pour you each a glass of wine.” Richard poured a quarter glass of something red and expensive looking for each girl. “So, what are your names?”
“I’m Kathryn, and this is Natalie.” Kathryn said, then sipped the wine. Natalie was glad to not have to speak up right away, downed the wine right off. She gave Richard a giggly smile as he poured more into the glass.
“Good to meet you both. I’m glad you came tonight.” Richard sipped his drink. “You’re both gorgeous.”
“Is that why you called us over?” Kathryn said coyly.
“It is.” Richard smiled. “I wanted to drink with you for a bit. Invite you up to the penthouse later if you’re up for that, or we can just party here.”
“Sounds fun to me.” Kathryn said. “All of it.” She looked over at Natalie.
Natalie blushed. “Um, yeah, okay.” There was no stopping Kathryn when she got like this. Also, penthouse sounded amazing.
The waiter came back with their drinks. Kathryn set her wine aside, sipped her cosmo and smiled. “Delicious!” Natalie gulped down the rest of her wine and started on her long island. The burn in her stomach was starting to clear away some of the embarrassment and the shyness. She giggled at nothing in particular.
“So you two are together tonight, obviously. Long term as well.” Richard asked, Kathryn nodded in response. “First time in the Glass together? I’m sure I would have noticed you if you’d been here before.”
“First time.” Kathryn grinned. “Looks like we finally got the right outfits.”
Richard looked Kathryn over shamelessly. “I think so, but it’s good to check up on my bouncer. Stand up and turn around for me. Let me double-check.”
Kathryn laughed and stood up, doing a slow turn with her arms over her head. She closed her eyes and bit her lip when Richard stroked her bare leg. Natalie watched, taking a big gulp of her long island. She wanted in on the attention, but couldn’t bring herself to get up yet. Any glance to the side made it obvious that Kathryn’s little show had the attention of most of the nearby tables.
“Looks great, feels great.” Richard said, cupping Kathryn’s ass through the dress. She obligingly bent over a bit for him.
“Well, do I get to stay?” Kathryn teased.
“I think so. I should check Natalie too, don’t you think?” Richard said with a mischievous grin.
“Oh yes you should.” Kathryn stepped over to Natalie and took her hand, pulling her out of her chair. Her heart pounding, Natalie allowed herself to be lead over to Richard and presented with Kathryn holding Nat’s arms loosely behind her back. “Pet her inner thigh.” Kathryn said with a wink. “Drives her crazy.”
Richard laid a hand on Natalie’s leg, then slid it around to her inner thigh. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back as his hand moved upward… An embarrassingly loud moan escaped her when his hand came to rest against the barely-there leg of her shorts.
“Yes, this will work.” Richard chuckled.
Natalie found herself seated next to Richard. Kathryn was on his lap. She reached across the table for her drink and polished it off. What am I getting myself into? She wondered.
“You obviously are okay with adding a third.” Richard said. “Is it always a one-night thing, or can it be longer term?” He stroked Kathryn’s legs, sliding her already-short skirt higher with each touch.
“For the right person, maybe.” Kathryn said. She leaned against Richard, stroking his chest.
“Natalie is okay with that as well?” Richard asked. Natalie wondered why he wasn’t asking her directly. Then she forgot to wonder that when she saw someone had brought her another drink. She took a gulp of it, the room swam a little.
“Natalie lets me drive, isn’t that right babe?” Kathryn said.
“What?” Natalie looked at her girlfriend in confusion. “What was that, Kat?”
Kathryn smiled fondly, stroked Natalie’s cheek. “You’ll follow my lead, right baby?” Her fingers brushed across Natalie’s lips.
Natalie trembled at the touch. Her belly felt hot from the booze, but there was heat lower too. Remembering lots of nights with her girlfriend, and lots of nights with an extra as well. “Yes Kat. You decide.”
“So what makes someone the right person?” Richard asked, stroking Kathryn’s bare back.
“Tall, good looking, dark hair.” Kathryn’s eyes sparkled. “Owns a club. Good in bed. Isn’t an ass. It’s a tough list to complete.”
“Hmm, I think I’ve got some of it down. You can evaluate the rest.” He looked over at Natalie. She’d finished her drink and was a bit slumped, waving from side to side. “We may want to get Natalie somewhere a little more horizontal though.”
Kathryn sighed, “I’m sorry, she doesn’t always do this. She’s more nervous tonight for some reason.”
“It’s alright.” Richard said. “There’s plenty of bedrooms in the penthouse. She can sleep it off in one of them.” He gently raked his nails down Kathryn’s back. “And I can get you off in another.”
“Unh!” Kathryn arched her back. “Yeah, that. Yes please. Now?”
Richard grinned and nodded, patting Kathryn on the ass. She hopped up and hoisted Natalie upward. Richard and Kathryn managed to get Natalie out of the club suspended between them. The elevator made its way up quietly, so quietly in fact that Richard and Kathryn were able to hear a few drops of liquid hit the floor.
They looked down to see Natalie’s shorts soaked, liquid streaming down her thighs. So much that some was even dripping down to the floor.
“Oh my god I’m so sorry!” Kathryn’s face was beet red. “This hasn’t ever happened before, she doesn’t normally, we don’t usually…”
“It’s fine.” Richard cut Kathryn off. “Not the first time I’ve seen someone this drunk.” He smiled wryly. “We can take care of her when we get to my penthouse.”
“I can do it!” Kathryn offered quickly. “You don’t have to…”
“I’m the one who knows where all the clean-up stuff is.” Richard said. “Seriously, Kathryn, don’t worry. About Natalie or the elevator. I’ll have housekeeping take care of the latter.”
“If you say so.” Kathryn winced. “I’m REALLY sorry about this.”
The door opened and Richard helped Kathryn maneuver Natalie into the penthouse. He made for a guest room and shifted the girl’s weight entirely to Kathryn. “Hold her for a bit.” Kathryn nodded, still blushing.
Richard grabbed a waterproof blanket and spread it on the guest bed. He and Kathryn lay Natalie out on it. Richard checked Natalie’s pulse, nodded, and turned her face to the side. “It doesn’t look like she’s going to throw up but we’ll check up on her.”
“If you want to show me where the cleaning supplies are, I really can…” Kathryn began.
“It’ll be faster for me to get them.” Richard said. “You get her shorts and tights off, those are going to have to be washed.”
Kathryn nodded and gingerly pulled the soaked shorts down. She had her girlfriend naked from the waist down before her alcohol-fogged mind registered that Natalie would be totally exposed when Richard came back.
“Oh well.” Kathryn thought. “She was going to fuck him anyway.”
Richard returned with some wipes, a wet towel and a dry one, and a cream colored package. He wasted no time wiping Natalie’s legs with the wet towel.
Kathryn stood by awkwardly, then picked up the cream colored package. “Oh!” She exclaimed softly in surprise. “This is a diaper?”
“Pullups technically.” Richard said, lifting Natalie’s legs to wipe her rear. “Same basic idea.”
“Why do you have one?” Kathryn asked with a dubious tone.
“Like I said, it’s not the first time this has happened.” Richard chuckled. “I don’t want her wetting the guest bed.” He wiped down Natalie’s crotch carefully with the wipes. “Besides, some people like playing with humiliation.”
“You… play with them?” Kathryn asked hesitantly.
“Not on me, if that’s what you’re asking.” Richard deftly added some talcum powder to Natalie’s crotch and took the pullups, sliding them up Natalie’s legs. “I like to be on the other end.”
“I… really don’t want to wear one.” Kathryn said, wrinkling her nose.
“You don’t have to.” Richard stood up, smirked at her. “On the other hand, I don’t think you’re a complete stranger to humiliation play.”
“What!?” Kathryn protested.
“Here you are, totally embarrassed at what your girlfriend did, but still hoping to get laid, right?” Richard smirked as Kathryn blushed again and looked away. “That’s what I thought. In fact, you might be even a little more turned on, your blush is going all the way down your neck.”
Kathryn squirmed, unable to answer. Richard chuckled, his eyes twinkling. He pulled Natalie gently off the waterproof blanket and onto the bed properly.
“She seems okay. We’ll come check on her in a bit.” He stood and stretched.
“And what should we do until then?” Kathryn leaned against the wall, still squirming.
“I can think of a few things.” Richard stepped over and trapped Kathryn’s wrists against the wall. “I do have a couple of questions first though.”
“Ask.” Kathryn struggled gently against the hold.
“You’re pretty dominant with your girlfriend. Do you need to be in charge? Don’t mind letting someone else? Actually like the other way around?”
Kathryn swallowed. “I… really like the other way around. But Natalie can’t top at all.”
“Well I really like being in charge.” He leaned in and kissed Kathryn’s neck, finishing with a soft bite.
Kathryn moaned, pressed against Richard. “Yes, please. But… we just met. I know I’m in your apartment but… no tying the first time, okay?”
“Reasonable.” Richard pulled Kathryn close. “Holding you down okay?”
Kathryn wrapped a leg around one of Richard’s. “Unless I say no.”
“And you’ll do as your told?” Richard squeezed Kathryn’s waist, kissed her.
Kathryn leaned into the kiss, opening her mouth to Richard’s tongue. “Mmm, maybe. What happens if I don’t?”
“Spanking?” Richard squeezed Kathryn’s waist.
Kathryn bit her lip and nodded.
“I don’t want to wake your girlfriend up.” Richard released Kathryn. “Down the hall, second right. Go into that room and bend over the bed.”
Kathryn hesitated, the nodded, her breath coming faster. “Yes Sir.”
Richard followed, stopping just long enough to toss a light blanket over Natalie.