Black Orchid

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Authors: Roxanne Carr
the fabric of her dress
with satisfaction. Squeezing gently, he raised his eyes to hers.
    Maggie felt unable to move as she was pinned by his curiously
inquisitive gaze. Her lips parted in a silent gasp as,
without taking his eyes from hers, he intensified the pressure
of the squeeze until it was painful. He watched her reaction
expressionlessly until, suddenly, he let her go.
    'Good night, Maggie,' he said softly.
    She rose and gathered up her things before turning away,
her legs unsteady.

4
    She was in a small, intimate, square room lit by candles, their
flickering light dancing on the deep red velvet of the walls.
The sweet, heavy smell of incense clogged the air. Soft music
played continuously on a music system which couldn't be seen
and a couple danced close together in the middle of the room.
Alexander and Janine.
    Janine's short, white dress clung lovingly to every curve of her
slender body which was pressed against the length of Alexander's
as if they were melded together. Her blonde head rested lightly
on the muscular cushion of his shoulder and they were swaying
slowly, languorously, in time with the music, their movements
unhurried and in complete harmony.
    Maggie watched them jealously from the shadows in the
corner of the room. She turned as she felt a light tap on her
shoulder and found herself caught by amused hazel eyes.
    'Poor Maggie!' Judd murmured. 'Here – I've brought you
another drink.'
    He was so close she could smell the heavy musk of his skin,
feel his warm breath caress her cheek. She reached out her
hand to touch him and he seemed to melt away, laughing
softly. Frustrated, Maggie turned her eyes back to the dance
floor and the couple who, oblivious to their surroundings, were
now kissing deeply.
    Janine's skirt had ridden up her thighs to reveal lacy white
stocking tops and suspenders which framed her naked bottom.
Alexander's large hand looked shockingly tanned against
Janine's white skin as he cupped the buttocks and squeezed
the malleable flesh.
    The entire room was carpeted in luxurious, red plush pile, so
long that the couple in the middle of the room were ankle deep
in it. Glancing round the room, Maggie saw that there were
several other small tables arranged in a semi-circle. All were
occupied, but she was the only lone female..
    Each of the couples seated at the tables appeared to be
engaged in varying acts of seduction. To her left, a beautiful
young man with ebony skin was feeding strawberries and
cream to a tousle haired redhead. The woman's eyes were
closed, a small frown of concentration etched between her
eyebrows as she took another mouthful of the sweet concoction.
Maggie watched enviously as the muscles in her throat
contracted, imagining she could feel the sensation of the cream
slipping down her throat.
    She tore her eyes away and blinked as she realised that,
directly opposite her, a couple were copulating frenziedly on
the soft carpet under their table.
    'Feeling lonely, Maggie?'
    She jumped as Antony materialised at her side.
    'Oh! Anthony please don't leave me . . .'
    He shook his head sadly.
    'Members only, Maggie. You know the rules.'
    'But . . .'
    He disappeared and she sipped angrily at her martini. She
felt strangely disconnected from the scenes taking place
around her, as if she were watching through a film of water.
She could look, but she could not touch, could not speak to
anyone.
    Alexander dropped to his knees in front of Janine who was
still undulating softly in time with the music. His large hands
met round the tender span of her waist as he burrowed his head
under her skirt and pushed it up, over her hips. The skin on the
perfect, white globes of Janine's behind looked translucent in
the candlelight and Maggie's fingers itched to reach out and
run her fingertips over the gently rolling landscape of those
twin mounds.
    Janine threw back her head, her soft lips forming a silent
ecstatic 'O' as Alexander's long tongue darted into her labia
and began to lick back

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