Pinchot Book Club welcomes you:
Welcome to the neighborhood, we would love to have you come to the next meeting.
Tuesday , August 14 6 pm
643 Chopahaddock Drive
The book of the month: 50 Shades of Grey
as always clothing is optional once inside.
Her eyebrows raised at the thought of this pristine cookie cutter neighborhood housing secret nudist colonies behind closed doors. Though she had only met a couple of her neighbors in the few weeks she had lived here, she had to admit a couple of them made her wet. She unlocked the door and walked in laying the flyer and her keys on the entry table and kicking her shoes off in the hallway. After putting away the few groceries she purchased Robyn poured herself a glass of wine and stretched on the couch, turning on the nightly news. With her laptop beside her she found herself looking up local bookstores to purchase the book. She still had no decided on whether she would attend the meeting or not, but she wanted to be prepared if she did.Robyn finally decided it would just be as easy to download it on her Kindle and read it from there.
Robyn had heard all the news articles and reviews of it but had yet to fall into the frenzy. Perhaps because of her own lifestyle choices nothing about it appealed to her. Cool and collected on the outside, looking pressed and business like daily underneath she was the leather girl. Her heels she wore daily were her only hints of her bedroom life.
When the book finished downloading she made another glass of wine and settled in to read it. The meeting was a few days away and she thought she could whip through it quickly. Before she knew it Robyn was already halfway through the book. Not because it was that good, it truly wasn’t. But in the humor she found in the whole idea the author had about the BDSM lifestyle. Setting the book aside she shook her head in complete disbelief at the absurdity of some parts of it. Robyn got up and went to bed. The next morning as she was leaving her neighbor across the street ran up to catch her attention. Rolling down her window Robyn eyed her up and down over her own dark sunglasses. She was petite and delicate looking. Mousy brown suburban mom hair framing her pale face. Her lips were a bright red though, as if she was flushed or had just done something exerting. Robyn licked her lips like a tiger eying prey and smiled sweetly at the neighbor.
“Can I help you Miss…..?”, Robyn said.
“Oh Joan, just call me Joan. I was hoping you would be coming to the book club tonight. We have such fun. The clothing optional was a joke in reference to this month’s club and after I put that on there I panicked thinking you might see us as some kind of freaks. I mean we aren’t nudists, or ya know weird like that. No ma’am. We are just hard working people like yourself. Just a joke”, Joan allowed the words to tumble from her mouth quickly, like she was forced to say them out loud and make them believable.
Robyn laughed at her speech and smiled like the Cheshire cat at her, one eyebrow raised. ” Oh I am sure you aren’t, Joan, right?”
Joan nodded enthusiastically and laughed a nervous laugh of someone who said too much. Robyn decided she had to go now. If only for curiosity quelling.
” I will be there and on time.” She waved as her sports car roared up the road. Clothing optional she mumbled under her breath. She wondered what they would say tonight when she showed up. The day couldn’t end fast enough for her from that moment on.
Arriving home a little later than she would have preferred. Robyn slid upstairs, barely remembering to take her key from the door. A quick run through the shower and a complete dry from her rough towel that hung on the hook in the spacious room. Walking to her closet she pulled out the black vinyl bustierre, its silver accents shiny and attention grabbing. Her legs slid into the mini skirt easily, black thigh highs and the perfect stilettos completing the outfit. Allowing her hair to fall over her shoulders in waves of amber colored water she went to her door and headed out across the street. No one was to be seen on either side of the street and her heels clicked on the asphalt as she made her way to the front door. Knocking lightly she heard a voice from inside say ‘come in’. Swinging open the door way she entered and stood before her neighbors. All in as little clothing as possible and looking completely uncomfortable having to wear them. Robyn entered the room and they all looked her up and down slowly, their eyes widening at how stunning she was in that outfit. Clearing her throat she said, “I am Robyn, new to the neighborhood, and I am the BDSM lifestyle member. Please, please take this book for what it is. Someone’s fantasy of what they THINK this lifestyle is about. “
She sat on the couch next to the couple she had met earlier this week and nodded politely to them. Their mouths both open their tongues sliding over their dry lips eying her up and down slowly. Robyn grinned at them knowingly, kicking off her shoes and tucking one leg under her, thinking to herself how much she was going to enjoy this book club after all.