And what once seemed seedy could now unleash untapped desires, as our man on the inside discoveredβ¦. Why would someone want to attend a sex party, I hear you ask. Fear of the unknown and outdated preconceptions have personified their image, and made it a big, bad, scary world to step into, but it has often piqued my interest.
After a little research on the range of parties on offer, it was clear: if you want it, it exists. After browsing their website and studying their online gallery, I decided this was the place.
Le Boudoir hold weekly parties on Thursday, Friday and Saturday, and also every first Wednesday of the month. I chose to check out the Saturday, strictly for couples and single ladies. I floated the idea to my female friend, who was, surprisingly, up for it.
That was the easy partβ¦. Aiming to retain an element of normality to our pre-orgy Saturday night, we get dinner. There is a slight spanner in the works as my date has forgotten her passport used as proof of age and address , so we have to swing by her house before party time. We have quite literally made a sex pact. What if I recognise someone? What if I love it and get hooked? What if she leaves me for someone else? A nondescript wooden door with a video buzzer marks the point of no return.
Once inside, I am pleasantly surprised by the non-threatening reception area and the couple registering for the evening. We walk in, pour our drinks and are introduced to our new surroundings by one of the lovely hosts.
