A/N: I don't own any of these characters and am not making money off of this story. This chapter is going to have multiple POVs hell, this story will have multiple POVs but it will be obvious when it changes.

The drive from the restaurant to Xavier's house didn't take long with Seth behind the wheel.

"Dude, the ladies aren't going anywhere you horn dog." Roman laughed sitting in the passenger seat of Seth's Altima. "Which head is doing the driving?"

"Both." Seth responded speeding down the street.

"It's been two weeks since we've been to Xavier's" Dean called out from the backseat. "And apparently Trace isn't giving him anything. What's going on with my favorite girl?"

"She's fine." Seth muttered. "This recent move between us and me agreeing is driving me crazy but luckily her hours are just as screwed as mine since she got the promotion."

"Oh she got it?" Dean nodded. "I'll have to text her and say congratulations."

"You text her?" Seth questioned looking at his friend through the rearview mirror as he pulled into Xavier's driveway.

"Well you know her and Renee hang out a lot so yeah, it's not often. I'm not going after your girl." Dean chuckled to himself taking off his seatbelt. "Although…"

"Although my ass, don't touch her." Seth snarled out getting out the car while Roman observed the two choosing to not speak exiting the car.

Dean didn't respond as he got out the car smoothing out his suit. "Ready?"

The three men knocked on the door as they took out their business cards to show the big man known as E who was guarding the door.

"Gentlemen! Long time no see. The masks are at the end of the hallway and you three know the routine."

One thing that Xavier tried to provide in the trysts was anonymity between both the patrons and the women that came to the parties. Xavier and E were the only two aware of everyone's identity that came in although the three were aware of two of their other friends that came to the establishment. The men picked out their masks and put them on before walking towards the living room. The party was in full effect with liquor, condoms, and a live sex show occurring on the makeshift stage.

Seth quickly walked away from his friends to get a glance of what he could try tonight as Dean and Roman stuck together just watching the act. It was two women who were touching each other sensually a redhead and brunette, the act was more intimate than anything else and a few men watched in appreciation. It was a smaller turnout tonight with only about 12 men in the room but the women were in abundance.

Roman saw one that caught his eye a lady in a black leather bra, matching thong, and a leather mask upon her face wearing a collar with a chain however no one was holding on.

"I think I found what I like." Roman nudged Dean with his shoulders for Dean to turn around.

"Isn't that a bit out of your comfort zone and what happened to the fat ass you were craving?"

"She might not be here and besides; this should all be out of our comfort zone." Roman said with a smile that had a twinge of emotion that Dean couldn't place in the darkness. "We'll reconvene later." Roman walked towards the woman grabbing her chain as she followed him obediently towards one of the private rooms upstairs.

Dean was left standing there still watching the show as his phone went off again and he was sure it was Renee texting him again for the third time tonight. He turned it off ignoring her and would make it up by bringing her a gift. It was the plus of having a materialistic fiancée his indiscretions would be forgiven with a gesture that would cost him.

He knew Roman forgot about the woman he wanted but Dean didn't forget the one he had the night prior. He finally took his eyes off the show to see if the woman was there maybe.

"D!" A voice whispered loudly as the man rolled his eyes turning his head towards the voice.

"No names." Dean mumbled under his breath. "The hell is wrong with you?!"

"I didn't even say your real name." The dark brown hair was pulled into a long ponytail and regardless of how the mask fit his face it didn't hide his very chiseled, square chin. "Didn't think you'd be here again."

"Well, you know how it is." Dean shrugged grabbing a glass of champagne from one of the waitresses who was walking around in body paint covering a very fit body.

"Damn that one is nice." The man rubbed his chin. "Just saying hey I saw your other bodyguards walking around."

"Well you know." Dean wasn't in the mood for small talk. He didn't have an issue with the man in front of him however this wasn't the time for talking. "We'll talk later. You can catch a ride with us after this." He offered knowing Seth wouldn't mind, more people to listen to him bragging.

"Bet. See you later."

Dean rolled his eyes watching the guy walk off, he worked with them at Helmsley Financials and was actually the one to introduce them to The Cheater's Club and had a name that Dean hated saying because of how ridiculous it sounded, Dolph Ziggler. Dean chuckled but the guy was good at his job working as the head of Marketing. It's not the time for work. He continued scoping out the area for the woman he was looking for.

Seth

"How does this dick feel whore?" Seth didn't waste any time pressing the brunette woman against the door pulling her more into him.

"So good, so fucking good." The woman moaned out throwing herself back towards him.

"I know it does." He smiled to himself feeling euphoric like all the stress of the week was leaving him and he was taking it out against the woman whose face was against the door.

He recently moved into the house he bought with his girlfriend Tracey and it was stressful. He knew he loved her, he just needed to sow his oats and once he did that he would commit to her. Now is not the time to think of her, not with this woman with the nicest tits is coming around you.

"Yeah, you better come for daddy." He slapped her ass with his hand.

"What's my name?"

"Daddy!" The woman yelled out as Seth continued his ministrations.

"Damn right I'm daddy."

Roman

"So you will do anything I want?"

"Yes master."

Roman smiled at the woman and was unsure of himself for once. He never been with someone who allowed him to take control, his wife was the dominant one in their relationship. He wasn't a pushover however in the bedroom he always allowed her to take charge and wanted to know what it would be like if he was able to.

"Touch yourself." Roman commanded.

The woman's skin was pale against all the black and her was black as well yet full. Her hands trailed against the leather bra slowly. "Like this Master?" Her hands teased her already hardening nipples. "Does this please you?"

Roman caught the accent, it was British but could tell she tried to hide it but it came out.

"Touch your pussy for me." Roman was shocked at the dirty talk. He and his wife been together since high school and she never liked when he talked dirty so he stopped. He wished it would be this simple with her for them to get outside their comfort zone but she didn't want to feel demeaned. He shook his head getting rid of the thoughts of his wife. Now is not the time, focus on what's in front of you.

Dean

Dean wasn't having any luck finding the woman he was looking for. He knew that maybe she got taken away by someone else. The women were allowed to turn down the men that wanted them offers and he hoped that the one night with her would encourage that to happen.

He was just about to give up when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He was expecting to see Dolph again however found the woman he was searching for smiling at him.

"Hey." She whispered. "Looking for someone?"

Dean smiled as he took her hand she was shorter than him by a whole foot and nothing like what he normally went for, complete opposite of Renee. She was thicker, with full lips, and the smoothest brown skin he ever saw.

"Yeah, you. Want to go upstairs?" Dean hated his voice some days. It was gravelly and deep but the woman in front of him seemed to get off on it the last time they were together having him say the dirtiest things to her.

"Of course. I was looking for you last week." She whispered again.

It was something familiar about her, something about her that felt right an emotion Dean wasn't used to not with as long they've been coming here.

"Sorry, I'm here now."

"Upstairs?" She held her hand out to him and he grasped it following her.

"I spent the whole night looking for you, why would I say no?"

A/N: Thanks for reading. This was more of an introduction to the Club and how it works-I think going forward each character will have their own chapter. It's solely focusing on the men more so than the women but that MAY change. :)