Chapter 1: The Dinner Party: Chapter 1

It started innocently enough. After my passionless marriage dissolved, I resolved to push the boundaries of my boring love life. I’d jumped into wedlock with my college sweetheart at a young age, and neither of us had much prior sexual experience. Unless you count fully-clothed heavy petting with high school boys, which I think hardly qualifies.

Maybe it was my strict Pentecostal upbringing, which frowned upon any kind of sexual exploration before marriage. Or maybe it was my parents’ frequent admonitions against all forms of sexual ‘deviancy’, including masturbation. Apparently, my husband had been equally repressed, because he never seemed to have much interest beyond quickies in the missionary position.

But I’d read enough steamy romance novels to realize there was a whole other world of sexual expression beyond boring monogamy. In spite of my frequent suggestions and gentle guidance, my husband never became adept at pleasing me. I was left to my own devices, alone with my romance novels, to find release.

When my husband eventually left me for another woman, I welcomed my newfound freedom. I dated with relish, jumping from one lover to another, even trying a few one-night stands. But no man seemed to have the spark that ignited my passion and imagination like my hunky literary heroes. So began my tentative and rapidly escalating online explorations to find sexual fulfillment.

I started with mainstream dating sites like Match.com then ‘hook-up’ sites like PlentyofFish and Craigslist—even AshleyMadison.com. Each forum presented more exciting prospects and more adventurous partners. I enjoyed getting in touch with my newfound sensuality and experimenting with new sexual practices.

But something was still missing. All the men I met ultimately just wanted the same thing—to get me into bed as quickly as possible and initiate contact in the typical manner, with the usual predictable ending. It was satisfying but somehow unfulfilling. I longed to find that truly transcendent experience that shattered my erotic expectations and left me completely spent, yet still wanting more.

One night, while trolling the usual online suspects, I tried typing something new into the search box: “transcendent erotic encounters”. Amidst the usual litany of porn sites and massage parlors, I saw a listing near the bottom of the page that simply read Fantasy Feast: Satisfy All Your Senses.

Intrigued, I clicked on the link. A glowing website opened with a picture of beautiful men and women seated around a large dinner table wearing nothing but masquerade masks. Undeniable expressions of excitement and ecstasy adorned their faces.

Now this is something different, I thought. I clicked on the site’s About tab and held my breath as I read with increasing excitement about the club’s service.

Fantasy Feast is a members-only club where patrons meet over a sumptuous five-star meal to explore and excite ALL their senses in an intimate and safe environment.

We are very discriminating about who is accepted into our club, with only the most alluring and uninhibited invited to join. Upon qualification, you’ll schedule an intimate dinner feast at our luxurious private villa.

We prepare you for the meal with a full spa treatment, including sensuous bath, massage, and esthetic grooming. You’ll be given a silk robe and slippers to don in preparation for the main event. We ask you to bring your own masquerade mask to wear at all times to protect your privacy and anonymity.

You’ll join a small group of pre-selected patrons at our elegant dining table in the main hall, where you’ll be feted and serviced by our highly trained sensualists over four courses that will stimulate and excite all your senses: taste, sight, smell, sound—and touch.

We guarantee you will not be disappointed. You can choose from a broad selection of a la carte services and waive any ‘dishes’ that are not to your liking. Upon completion of the feast, your senses will be excited beyond anything you’ve ever experienced and you will be satiated in every sense of the word.

Call the private line below to begin your journey of discovery and fulfillment. We look forward to exciting your senses like they’ve never been before!

The more I read, the more I could feel the heat build up between my legs. By the time I finished, I’d completely soaked my panties imagining myself seated at the Fantasy Feast table watching my fellow dinner guests being ‘serviced’—and being watched myself.

But there were so many questions. Exactly what kind of ‘services’ were offered? Who exactly did the servicing? Did the dinner guests engage each other directly, or did we remain passive in our chairs? Was everybody naked around the table, or wearing robes? And who were these ‘sensualists’?

I was intrigued and excited in a way I’d never been before. I knew this was something I had to explore further. I reached for the phone and dialed the number.