Being Amber Rhea

Rusty and I went back to Trapeze last night. You might remember it from my less-than-stellar (and Too Hot for a Certain Aggregator) review here. Well, this trip was a complete 180.

One major difference that should be noted upfront is that no single men are allowed at Trapeze on Saturday nights. That certainly contributed to the difference in atmosphere.

We got there only slightly later than last time. As soon as we walked through the door, the contrast to last time was stark and immediate. There was so much energy, and everyone seemed to be having a lot of fun. There was a lot of laughter, and the dance floor was packed. There was also just a much bigger crowd that last time, and the average age of the clientele appeared younger (late 20s - early 30s). It seemed like a lot of people knew each other.

We got a drink (orange juice) and sat at a table watching people dance and taking in the atmosphere. Over the course of several songs, couples and groups of three or four made their way toward the mandatory-naked area in the back.

Soon we headed back there too. There seemed to be more attendants working in the locker room this time. We had brought our own padlock this time, but as it turned out, the attendant had a key to lock and unlock each locker.

When we went through the doors into the back area, the first big difference was, again, a much bigger crowd, and a much higher energy level. We started to walk around, and then Rusty noticed a door that we had somehow missed before. I don’t know how we missed it last time, but we did; and it led to a very large area (about the same size as what we had thought was the entirety of the Naked Area) with three hot tubs, a pool, another bar, several beach futon thingies, and two semi-private beds.

And there was fucking.

After the initial shock of “how the hell did we miss this before??” wore off, we decided to get in one of the hot tubs. We sat in the hot tub and watched a couple fuck on one of the futon thingies. I was also able to watch another couple on the other side of the pool, but someone was blocking Rusty’s view. We sat there for a while, very pleased with how the night was turning out. After the hot tub became too hot to bear, we got out, spread our towels on one of the futon thingies by the pool, and sat there fooling around and such.

I don’t recall how long we sat there, and I think at one point we got up and walked around to see if anything interesting was going on in the other part of the Naked Area, before coming back; but eventually we went to one of the semi-private “rooms” - a bed in a little hut-looking thing (I think they were going for a tiki theme) with tied-back curtains on each side. We ended up fucking in there (we laid out our towels, of course; etiquette is key) with great gusto. One couple remained a faithful audience the entire time, while other people came and went, peeking in occasionally. After that was over, we laid there winded and extremely warm, and finally staggered back out to the clothing-optional front area for drinks and a plate of fresh fruit.

We sat, recovering, and watched a small group of people on the dance floor, including one woman who was a really good pole dancer, despite the dangerous pole. I wanted to ask her if she took classes anywhere, but I’m generally terrified of going up and talking to strangers, so I didn’t.

After we finished our drinks, we went back and sat by the pool again. There were two orgies happening in it, which we watched for quite some time. At one point a woman came up and asked me, “Do you play with girls?” I said no, sorry, and she smiled and walked off. She did find a girl to play with soon enough.

Eventually we got a second wind and ended up fucking again, on the futon by the pool. The couple sitting directly across from us certainly got quite a show. Round two was fairly quick, and then we were both exhausted and tempted to fall asleep. After sitting around for a few more minutes, we decided it was time to go home.

It was nearly 3:00 a.m. when we left, and, strangely, when we got home we weren’t even all that tired. We ended up going to sleep around 4:00.

Last night was, in a word, awesome. We had a blast, and would like to go back again. I am pleasantly surprised, to say the least! We have a three-month membership, and if it’s fun again the next time we go, we might spring for a full year. Saturday night, couples-only, is definitely the way to go. It’s pretty expensive, so it’s not something we can afford to do every weekend or even every other weekend; but we’ll be back eventually.