I pushed on, slowly, another half inch went in. She was feeling good but scared. I pushed on another inch. She liked what she felt so far, but said n...t to go any further. I was only a third of the way in. A snap popped. That was the sign we were done for the evening.“I didn’t know the dress code.”About two weeks later, there was another evening with wine and a movie. I wasn’t particularly in the mood. After the movie, my wife went on to bed. I fed the cat etcetera and came to bed a few minutes. “Before you put that away...” he said, oddly. “What you gonna do Ricky? Fuck him?” Ashley laughed from behind him. The others laughed with him until they got as a response:“Yeah!”Stunned silence. Blissful silence. I grinned. Ricky grinned. Even Kyle grinned.“So Kyle, am I allowed to?”“You can ride it as hard as you like!” Not the response I expected. But to be honest, I’d do anything to shoot my load! As Ricky got his trousers and boxers undone, to the sound of boys egging him on, he whispered. It isn't a hostess club, not everyone can come in here. This is an exclusive place for the relaxation of some of the wealthiest men in Japan." Sophie's eyebrows rose. "Really?" No wonder the place practically dripped money. "We provide our clients with a more personal experience than you would get in a smokey hostess club." The woman got up and walked around the room. "Have you ever heard of a soapland before?" Sophie shook her head. The term sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember why. "A. So I made do with reading stories about it, maintaining a few web relationships, and a mildly unhealthy amount of porn.The days moved on, the meetings ended and I got to return home to my normal work day. It wasn’t until a week after I had gotten back from my trip that things changed forever. Like normal I had come in early, about an hour before anyone else got there – including Karla. So it was a surprise when Karla was at my office door, knocking.“Mr. White, do you have a moment?” Karla asked.