Kath entered the Green Room—a space where it was just bodies, no toys or BDSM equipment allowed here. There were other rooms for that, rooms that Kath fully intended to explore at some point. Her body immediately responded to the darkened atmosphere, the dim lighting, the muted music, the carnal sounds, and the sex she could almost taste on the air. She bought herself a beer and sat at the bar. Her old self was quietly returning, and the buzz of the evening permeated her, setting her nerves alight. She settled in her seat. She wanted to watch first, check out what everyone else got up to before she made her move. She had no doubt she would fuck someone tonight—this was definitely not just a reconnaissance mission. It had been too long, and she needed it. Badly. Three months wasn’t that long to go without sex, but somehow the way Julie had left and the toll of caring for her mum made it seem much longer. And her need that much greater.

She sipped her beer while her gaze roamed her surroundings, taking in all the action. It was gone eleven by now, and the room was fairly busy; she counted ten couples already hard at work and another half a dozen or so unoccupied women placed strategically against the walls. Her blood warmed as she watched the couples who were active. There were hands, tongues, and fingers all being used to good effect, and she was getting wet at the ecstasy playing out on the faces around her. Oh God, to feel that again… She focused her attention on one couple in particular—a curvy blonde being caressed and kissed very slowly by a soft butch. The woman wore a black muscle vest and black jeans. Her dark hair was cut short in a feminine spiky look that highlighted her beautiful face. Though the two women were presumably strangers, they were totally into each other. What they were doing to each other made her realise that, for some, this place wasn’t just about quick, hard fucks.

Tonight, however, quick and hard was what Kath wanted.

After watching them for a few more minutes, she finished her beer. With her arousal building rapidly, she was ready—there was no point waiting any longer. Her need consumed her, raging through her veins, making her skin tingle and her cunt throb. Her fingers ached to plunge deep inside someone’s hot wetness, and she searched the room for that someone to feed her fire.