A hole in the wall - Chapter 1

I was excited. My close friend Amy was back in town. She and her husband Stan had moved interstate for his work. They had been gone for two years. When they moved back we never seemed to be able to get together, just catching up on the phone. But it was Saturday and the stars aligned. I got dressed and headed off to have lunch. I was already in the restaurant when Amy arrived. She hadn’t changed a bit. In fact she looked full of life with her huge smile and the strut that I remembered.

We kissed and she sat down. We ordered our meal and got into some solid chatting. “How is Stan? I asked. Her smile disappeared. “Oh ok I suppose. Let’s talk about you. Are you with anyone at the moment?” I knew she would ask. “No. No-one at the moment” I said. She laughed “same old Sally” she said “still haven’t found the right man?” The meal arrived which stopped the chatting. “Let’s get some wine” she said. We ordered white wine and she seemed to drinking rather fast. The meal over the chatting restarted. “So why haven’t you found a man?” Amy asked. “Well” I replied “it isn’t as if I haven’t been looking. I am 28 honey and perhaps I am running out of time”. The smile returned and I had a feeling that things were not ok with her and hubby Stan.

She ordered a second bottle and seemed to be getting a little tipsy. “You asked about Stan” she began “well we are still married but the spark is dead. I am lucky if we have sex once a week”. I knew Stan and he seemed so nice. “But you still look so happy” I said, trying to steer her away for her love life. Frankly I didn’t need to know the intimate details of their love life, or lack thereof. She leaned across the table and whispered “but I have found an alternative”. Now I only knew one alternative. It was 7” long and vibrated. Perhaps she had one too. “Oh” I said “a toy?” I asked. “Better than a toy darling. Anonymous sex”. I didn’t quite understand. How could sex be anonymous? She saw the look on my face. She looked around and whispered “have you heard about Glory Holes”.

It took a couple of seconds to register and then I laughed. “You have been watching too many porn videos darling. That is just made up” I said quietly. “No Sally it is a real thing” she replied “it keeps me sane. I sneak off once, sometimes twice a week, to enjoy some sex with a cock sticking out of the wall”. I couldn’t believe it. I assumed it was the wine talking. We finished the second bottle, hugged and went our separate ways. “Same old Sally” I thought “she is two years older” and I laughed as I got the bus back home.

Now I always empty the loose change out of my purse. Amy had insisted on paying so I just have a few coins. I opened my purse and tipped it out. The coins feel out but so did a piece of paper. I unfolded it. “Here is the address darling. Enjoy” was written on it. I smiled. She must have slipped it in my purse when I went to the ladies. “Amy, good joke” I said out loud. I was about to throw it away but looked at it again. I dropped it on my bedside table instead and forgot about it. Several days later I looking for something and saw the piece of paper. I stared at it. Could she be telling the truth? Was there such a thing? Again I didn’t throw the paper away.

It was a Saturday and I had had a rough week at work. I was really down and even my vibrating friend didn’t cheer me up. I climbed out of bed and my eyes locked on that piece of paper. “Damn” I thought “I will go and see where that is. It is probably some book shop or something and Amy was playing a joke”. I did my shopping and packed it away. I had a bit of lunch and then retrieved the bit of paper. The address was in a main shopping street. It cannot be right but, with nothing else to do, I decided to check it out. Maybe buy a book. I got the bus to save having to find a car park and went into town. I checked the address and decided to walk on the other side of the street. When I got opposite the address I saw two shops. One looked vacant with the front windows painted over. The one next door looked like some sort of second hand shop. As I looked the door opened and a woman came out. About a minute later a woman walked in.

Curiosity got the better of me and I decided to go in and see what this shop was. I walked in and this woman smiled. “Do you have an appointment? She asked. “An appointment?” I replied. She looked at me and said “You need to make an appointment love. I have a booking available in half an hour if you want to wait”. I must have looked confused or something because she said “oh you are a first timer. You need to make a booking usually. But I have an opening in half an hour”. I began to realise that Amy wasn’t making a joke and this Glory Hole thing was real. The other thing I noticed was my pussy was tingling. “Oh Amy, you are so nasty” I thought.

I sat down on a chair in the corner. “How did you hear about us” the woman asked. “A friend told me. I didn’t believe it was real” I said. She laughed. “I know, that is our strength. Even the authorities don’t believe it is real” she said “I assume this is your first time so we have rules honey. Don’t speak to the man. That is important. He will always wear a condom for your safety and his and you must pay in advance. It is $80 for half an hour love”. I got out the money and handed it to her. My hand was shaking. “Just relax love” she said “it will be enjoyable”. Relax? Easy for her to say. I was shaking, my pussy was twitching and my nipples were so aroused they were painful.

The woman I saw walk in earlier came out of a door in the side. She was smiled broadly. “Thanks Mona” she said and left. “Another happy customer” the woman said “just go through that door honey. Because it is your first time and I don’t have a booking until 5pm you can take your time. Just keep an eye on the clock. I stood up on shaky legs and walked through the door. It lead into the shop next door with the windows painted over. It was like walking into another world. The shop had been gutted and two rooms marked “Gentlemen” and “Ladies”. I assumed the men was meant for gays. The front of the shop had been boarded up in case people tried to look in from the street. There were a couple of pot plants and a drink vending machine.

I took a deep breath and went into the Ladies section. There were a chair, a low padded bench and a series of smallish holes in the back wall. I wondered what I was doing there. Suddenly a cock appeared through one of the holes. I gasped. It was maybe 7” long and was wearing a condom. I was trembling. Another deep breath and I walked over and wrapped my hand around it. It had been months since I saw a real cock and I was memorised. I began to stroke it and I heard a moan. My God he was loving it. I started to feel horny as I increased speed. “Oh heavens” I muttered but there was no response. Then I remembered “no talking”. I chuckled as I thought “perhaps moaning is allowed. I looked around and reached over and grabbed the chair. I moved it over, sat down and continued to stoke the cock. I was at the right height and leaned forward and began to suck it. The guy on the other side of the wall moaned again and started to rock back and forth.

I slipped my hand under my dress and into my panties and began to rub my clit. Now I was moaning as minutes later I had a delicious orgasm. I pulled back and stared that the cock. Abandoning all reason I stood up, took off me panties and backed onto the cock. As soon as my invisible lover realised he was in my pussy he began to fuck me. I again rubbed my clit and this time we came within seconds of each other. I wanted more but he was soon limp and disappeared. I put my panties back on and walked out into the other shop. “Everything ok honey?” asked the woman I now knew as Mona. I just smiled. “Don’t forget to make an appointment next time honey” she said “here, this is our business card. Have a nice day”. I put the card in my bag and stepped out into the street. I wondered if anyone saw me and knew what I had done.