It all feels pretty normal up to this point, but then the nymph finishes doing her thing, and the coffee table that acted as her temporary stage is pushed to the side so the rugs can come into play. A volunteer is called forward for tequila body shots and a nervous but excited first-timer steps forward and obediently lies down.
I look around the room and realise that, though these women have been vetted by Le Jeune via an online form and are clearly attractive, I haven’t even asked myself if I’m attracted to any of them.
One is now leaning over my naked torso, skilfully licking salt from the top of my thigh, reaching my breasts, that jiggle as I giggle uncontrollably – then enveloping my nipples with the warmth of her mouth – before taking the lime seductively from my teeth with her own. It turns out a corset might have been on-point for the theme but it gets zero marks for practicality when it comes to this game and so I set the bar to be the first one to go naked from the waist up. The night has definitely stepped up a gear and these women are in the mood to play.
When I pull myself out of this fun and now sticky (I’ve introduced sugar in place of salt) frenzy, I’m not sure how long has passed but most of the guests have dispersed.
They’re definitely attractive, and they’re wearing the most incredible underwear, while one or two catch my eye and cause a hot flush to surge up my neck, no one here is the kind of woman I couldn’t keep my eyes off.