by Sweet
Bayley laughed at the thought of how that conversation would go. "I can picture it now. 'Hey guys, do you mind going up those creepy stairs to see if you feel an overwhelming urge to fuck like crazy?'"
"Trust me, if anyone would be open to something like that, it's Erica and James."
Bayley looked at him with an eyebrow raised. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"A few months ago, James told me that they were having some relationship issues. I guess they're into role playing and dressing up now. He said they've got a whole dresser drawer full of outfits and sex toys."
"Ew, really?"
Shane laughed and tossed a balled up dishtowel at her. "Oh, this from the girl who told me to stick it in her...."
She cut him off. "Okay! Point made. I was there, remember?"
"Still, it's worth a try, don't you think? Worst case scenario: we just have a couple of friends visit for a few days. No harm in trying."
* * *
JAMES AND ERICA arrived in time for dinner on Friday evening after taking the afternoon off to drive down to Cedarglen. The four of them ate dinner and worked their way through several bottles of wine as the night wore on, and it was well past midnight when they stumbled into their respective bedrooms. Shane and Bayley decided to wait until morning to suggest that their friends see the tower room, reasoning that sending them in with a hangover would be a better way to judge the erotic power of the room, instead of asking them to see it when they were drunk and half-way to tearing each other's clothes off anyway.
Bayley finally brought up the tower room over breakfast. "You two should check out the room I discovered earlier this week. You'll never believe where I found it."
She related the story of her initial view and ultimate discovery of the tower, leaving out any mention of her self-pleasure or the many visits she and Shane had made to the room over the last few days.
"Wow, it was completely sealed up? How exciting," said Erica. She quickly downed the last of her coffee and set the cup back on the table. "Can we go see it now?"
"Why don't you girls go check it out while Shane and I finish our breakfast," said James.
Shane caught a glance from Bayley. "It's really quite something," he said. "You should both go take a look while the morning light is shining in there." James shrugged and stood to join them in their trek to the upper floor of the house.
Shane and Bayley had cleaned up the mess in the hallway and managed to carry a large area rug up into the tower room, but the erotic energy of the place had made it difficult to really get much work done.
"This is going to sound weird," Bayley explained, "but we really want you to go up there to see it on your own."
"You're not coming up with us?" asked Erica.
"No, we're going back downstairs to wait for you. Take your time and don't worry about us. We just want to know what your impression of the space is without us there to influence your judgment."
"Um, okay." Erica acknowledged the explanation. It was difficult to tell if the look on Erica's face was more confusion or curiosity. "We'll just go check it out then."
The couple entered the door and ascended the steps, and Bayley and Shane retreated to Shane’s office to wait. After a while, Shane suggested making a pot of tea, and they both decided to sit outside for a bit. Bayley brought the teapot out onto the patio table and poured them each a cup. For a moment they just sat silently, blowing on the hot tea and sipping lightly to avoid burning their mouths.
"It's been over an hour. They must be, you know, feeling the energy of the room."
Bayley placed her teacup back on its saucer and leaned forward. "Do you hear that?"
She rose from her chair and walked out into the yard several paces. The angle of the room blocked the tower from view here, but just before the low row of hedges that surrounded the immediate back yard, she could make out the very top of the tower room. Straining her ears, she managed to catch the sound she'd heard before.
"Shane, come over here."
"What is it?" he asked, approaching and turning to look up in the direction of her stare.
"Listen."
He cocked his ear and smiled. The sound of a female voice yelling in ecstasy floated out over the yard. They could just make out the fervent moaning and cries of Erica shouting with pleasure. The tower windows were always open, and since they'd always been sure of their privacy, Bayley and Shane had never thought to concern themselves with the sound of their vigorous lovemaking echoing outwards.
"I guess that confirms it. Should we go get them out of there? You remember how it was for us the first time. If we hadn't dragged ourselves out of that place, I'm not sure we'd have remembered to eat."
"Let's give them a while longer," said Bayley, a wide smile on her face. "They sound like they could use it."
* * *
JAMES AND ERICA came downstairs a few hours later. They shared a dazed but satisfied look, and each of them flushed bright red when they saw their two friends waiting for them in the living room.
"Ah, so now you know our little secret reason for inviting you over this weekend," said Shane.
"What was that?" asked Erica, falling onto the couch.
"We don't really know yet. We weren't sure if it was just us or if it worked for anyone who went in there. You two were our first test."
"Well whatever it is, we might stay for the week," said James with a laugh. "Seriously though, do you mind if we stay an extra few days?"
"Of course not. As long as you don't mind helping us clean the place up a little and figuring out what exactly is going on with the tower room."
"Actually," said Erica, "I have an idea about how to further test that."
"Really? What do you propose?" asked Shane.
"Do you have your internet hooked up? We're going to need to send a few emails. Trust me, this is going to be great."
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Bayley thinks of the idea to use the exotic magic of the room by letting troubled couples rent it for a reasonable sum for the upkeep of the mansion. But in a short time, they realize that their earnings is not enough to get the mansion and the business going, especially when they filter their customers to couples who need help, even if they cannot pay that much.
They have to solve it soon because not only will they lose the lovely mansion they have both learned to care about, the stressful maintenance of their controversial business is putting a dent into their own relationship. They are quickly losing time. They need to think of a way fast.
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Part II
Chapter Nine
THE GUESTS BEGAN arriving in the early afternoon. There was plenty of space in the driveway, and with five spare bedrooms and a pool house they'd cleaned up and converted to accommodate a few more couples, they had no problem inviting several of their closest friends to visit for the weekend. Erica and James had stayed on for the week, putting off several commitments back home to devote time to experimenting in the room and helping to plan the party. After all, it had been Erica's idea to use more of their friends to test the power of the room.
Shane and James had set up a series of wireless speakers throughout the house. They were able to network everything to get their music playing in all the downstairs rooms. Bayley felt it would be important to add a layer of sound to the ambience, to make the couples who went upstairs feel comfortable at not being heard. None of them had really thought about it during their many hours cavorting on the carpeted floor. Well anyway, Bayley said, it wouldn't be a party without music.
And a party it was becoming. James and Erica had generously paid for an extravagant spread of catered food and stocked the bar with a wide assortment of beer, wine and liquor. It was one of the swankiest parties any of them had been to and they were all proud to be the ones hosting such an elaborate affair.
When everyone had arrived and had a chance to chat and have a few drinks, Shane tapped on a champagne flute with a knife to get their attention.
“Hello everyone and welcome to our new home.”
Applause and light cheers went up from Bayley and the six other couples they'd invited.
“As you know, I inherited this house from my great-aunt Helen. I didn't know her and I didn't know this place even existed. But after visiting it for the first time, Bayley and I made the rather big decision to move out here and far away from you all. While that decision was difficult, we have since made a discovery that has made us quite happy to have lucked into this particular building. Shortly after moving in, Bayley found a secret passageway that led to something quite mysterious.”
Their friends all began talking at once. Someone shouted something about buried treasure and everyone laughed.
“Not exactly the treasure you had in mind there Richard, but we did find something really amazing. What we found is a room that has, how do I put this? A rather special energy.”
A dozen faces stared at him with confusion and questioning eyes.
“Erica and James have experienced it themselves, and it's the reason we asked you all to come visit us. We need volunteers to test out a little theory we have. Now, we sent these two in there without warning them of what they'd encounter,” he motioned to Erica and James, “but we've decided that this time we should give you an explanation first. Any couple choosing to go into the room will find themselves completely overcome with lust. The urge to satisfy your physical needs will be so overwhelming that we're not sure if anyone can resist it for long.”
“Are you saying that if we go into this room, we'll want to fuck?” asked one of their friends.
“Pretty much, yes,” said Bayley. “It's a very addictive feeling, and it's possible to completely lose track of time in there, so we've set an alarm inside the room that will go off every hour for two solid minutes. We strongly suggest that you make every effort to leave the room when you hear that alarm go off or you might find yourself getting pulled back in for hours at a time.”
“Did you guys turn into swingers or something?” asked Richard.
Shane laughed. “No. We just seem to have something rare and unusual on our hands, and we'd like for our friends to try it out. We have no reason to believe that it's dangerous, unless you stay in there too long and forget to eat or drink anything.”
Richard looked at his wife. “What do you say, Alison?”
The woman shrugged her shoulders and mumbled an “Okay.”
“Lead us to the sex room!” cried Richard, hoisting his wine glass in the air.
* * *
TWO BY TWO, couples disappeared from the party area, only to reappear an hour or so later with rearranged clothes and blissful smiles on their faces. Stories began to circulate about what went on in the tower room, and soon people were sharing the most intimate details of their sex lives.
“I swear,” said Alison to a group of the ladies, “Rick and I haven't had sex in months. The last time we did, it was so boring that I left the TV on so I could watch it while pretending to enjoy having him squirm around on top of me. Up there though... holy smokes, I couldn't get enough of him.”
“Really? What was it like?” asked one of the ladies who hadn't yet been into the tower.
Cara, who'd just recently returned from a session with her boyfriend, spoke up. “When Warren and I went up there, he asked me to lick his balls and I was right down on my knees with my tongue out ready and waiting. I normally don't even really feel comfortable giving him a regular blow job, but I was on him like a dog on a scoop of ice cream that fell on the floor.”
“Ew!” Alison laughed. “I know what you mean, though. Almost as soon as we stepped into the room, I just wanted to rip my clothes off and feel the moonlight on my skin. I turned around and Richard was already tearing his shirt off.” She giggled at the memory. “I think he might have left a few buttons up there.”
The girls all laughed and someone suggested they open another bottle of champagne.
* * *
OUTSIDE, THE MEN sat on the front porch sipping whiskey and puffing at cigars and cigarettes.
“Thanks,” said Warren, taking a cigarette from one of the others. “I don't normally smoke but after that experience, I think I need one.”
“So it was everything they said it was?”
“And so much more. I love Cara, I really do, but she's a little conservative, you know? We mostly stick to missionary, and sometimes she'll get on top. But she likes it with the lights off and she hardly ever sucks my dick. In that room though...” Warren shook his head as though unable to find the words. “At one point, she's on her back and I'm kneeling in front of her, sort of got her propped up, and I'm just reaming her and she says 'Split me in half with that giant cock! This, from a girl who's never said a dirty word in her life.”
“I know what you mean,” said Richard. “Alison and I were kissing and playing with each other while standing up and out of nowhere, I get this idea that I'm going to pick her up and flip her around. I kid you not, I had her upside down with her pussy in my face and I'm standing there, just licking away while she's dangling in the air and sucking my dick. It was the craziest thing I've ever done, and she just wanted more of it!”
“I don't know what I'm doing out here with you idiots,” said the man with the cigarettes. “I'm going to go find Jessica so we can have a turn in there.”
Shane chuckled at his friend's eagerness. “I think we're going to have to install a light or something outside that room. A big red one that says, 'Fucking In Progress.'”
The men all burst into laughter and returned to sharing stories of their exploits. Shane knew all of these men quite well, and he knew that under normal circumstances, none of them would talk about their sexual exploits so openly. There was something about the energy of that tower that gave them a carefree attitude. The after-effects were clearly visible on the smiling face of every man who'd ascended that narrow stairway.
It was beginning to give Shane an idea that he hoped might allow them to afford to keep the house without having to work any more lousy freelance contracts for pitiful pay.
Chapter Ten
AFTER ALL THEIR guests had left and returned to the city, Bayley and Shane were once again alone in the large house. Something h
ad begun to work its way into Shane's brain as he listened to his friends discuss their adventures in the mysterious tower room. After the hangover had receded and the mess of the party had been put away, he brought it up with Bayley.
“So we'd be like a naughty bed and breakfast?” she asked.
“Sort of. I was doing some research online and I discovered that this house used to be run by a woman who used it as an entertainment establishment. It was hard to find any real details, but one local historian wrote about 'a beautiful madam' who built this place to serve as a brothel.”
“Well that would explain all the bedrooms, but what about the tower?”
“Obviously the book didn't mention the effect of being in that room, but it did say that the madam only saw a very select set of clients, and that she was the only one who used the special tower room at the top of the house. Years later, this place was bought by a family who wanted to distance themselves from its reputation as a brothel, and they boarded the room up. It's been closed off ever since.”
“I don't know, Shane. I'm not sure I like the idea of running some sort of sex hotel.”
“Not a 'sex hotel' but a '...relationship revitalization experience.' You heard the way our friends were talking about being in there. We could screen people on the application to find couples who needed to renew their sexual relationships. It sounds a little weird to say it out loud, but I really think we'd be helping people.”