Hotel Bliss Guest Blog

Work and pleasure

Until about a month ago I was a proud member of the Lusty Lady - the only worker-owned, unionized sex business in the world. Yep, co-op, union and naked chicks. Only in San Francisco, folks! 

The Lusty is a peep show: customers come in, find a booth, plug in their money, the window goes up and what they do in there is their business. And they do everything. Yes, everything. I saw more dick in my first month there than I had seen in my entire sexual life and I haven’t exactly been unpopular. 

The work itself is almost boring: window goes up, girl bumps, grinds and shakes, window goes down. Next!  My co-workers are what made it fun. Over half the Lusty dancers are lesbians - the rest are bi. There were a handful of outlier straight girls, but the general consensus was that they just hadn’t met the right girl yet. 

One of the features of the Lusty is The Corner Booths. The corner booths are there for ADA compliance. The windows are larger and the booths are big enough to accommodate a wheelchair. However, no one could ever remember seeing a wheelchair-using patron - what the corner booths were mostly used for was S.E.X. 

The window would go up and we would suddenly find ourselves treated to a live sex act. Woohoo! A fair number of couples would use the booth for a quickie. In, out, back on the street in under 10 minutes. My favorites would linger, they were having a threesome with me as the non-touching third. Yeah, baby.

One couple in their mid-forties came in on one of my last nights. They started slow, I think it was his idea to be there. She was shy and looking down. I finally managed to catch her eye and she instantly softened. Her partner pulled her to her feet and moved behind her so there was nothing between us but a plane of glass.  

As they fucked, her eyes didn’t leave me the whole time. I think her partner forgot I was there, but neither of us cared. They stayed until they both got off, her eyes roaming my body while I moved in front of their window. 

I have no idea if she was bi to begin with, I hope that night started her down a path of self-discovery. At any rate, it made my job a lot more fun that night.

First blog

I’m going to post something innocent and friendly until I figure out just where this will appear. I have a lot of Hotel Bliss-specific stuff to write, but I need to get comfortable with the medium.