EXCLUSIVE: City workers do lunch at orgy club

Another hard day
at the office,dear?

By Rachel Spencer & Stella White

ONCE it was a respectable gymnasium, opened by the first Mr Universe, where muscular men pumped iron.

But now an entirely different kind of pumping takes place within its perspiration-beaded walls.

For the Len Stiles Gym is now Raquel's Health Club—and the office workers who flock there are after someVERY personal training.

Like most health clubs, Raquel's boasts saunas, steam rooms and Jacuzzis as well as all the usual gym equipment.

But here among the treadmills and rowing machines starkers City businessmen get secretaries to take everything down while career women end up as the group sex filling in a lunchtime sandwich of writhing male bodies.

Nurse

We sent our investigators to check out Raquel's after hearing about what really went on there.

What they discovered was a sexercise programme involving foot-fondling, ear-licking, lesbianism, group romping, a fake nurse, topless snooker and a sex-mad 30-stone Mexican.

Our team watched as men in suits from the City and smartly dressed women went in and out of the London club pretending to be keep-fit enthusiasts.

Reception at the club in Walthamstow, east London, was manned by Jo, a brunette in her late 30s wearing only a towel, with pierced nipples on show.

She told us: "You don't have to join in if you don't want to.

"We get a lot of first-time swingers here and you can just look if you want. We're pretty busy so you'll get a feel of what it's like."

She wasn't wrong. Jo led us past the bar, where two girls were playing topless pool, to the TV room where groaning naked men were watching hardcore DVDs. Then it was off to the Jacuzzi area where a bearded man and his girlfriend were having full sex amid the bubbles as an older woman stared at them intently.

In another whirlpool bath a second couple were going hard at it while two other men nibbled on her nipples and a third massaged her buttocks in the swirling water.

In the sauna two men lay on the bottom shelves, chatting to a plump lady on the upper level who occasionally leaned down to give their privates a playful tug.

Slapping and spanking sounds could be heard from the steam room. A red-haired Irishman named Sean, in his mid-twenties, introduced himself as a regular at the club and smirked: "I'll show you the ropes!

"I work in the City in recruitment. I've told my boss I'm out with a client so I've got to be back by four.

"God knows what they'd think if they knew what I was really up to. I come here two afternoons a week and I have sex with at least two girls every time."

Next stop was the closet-sized Voyeurs Room to watch what was going on inside the mirror-walled Exhibitionists Room.

There, naked male "gym members" were working out with a dumb belle. The slim blonde—in her late 20s—was bent over on the large crimson bed with her partner behind.

A portly retired lecturer was beneath the girl, nuzzling up to her breasts. And a third man was fondling her bottom.

Then three more men entered the room. One began massaging the blonde woman's feet while another licked her ears as a man with spikey hair had sex with her.

In the Couples Rooms the 30-stone Mexican was being straddled by a small woman shrieking as she surfed the waves of his wobbling belly.

Mirrors

In the next room a young blonde woman lay on the zebra-patterned bed as four men took turns with her, their bouncing buttocks multiplied by the mirrors surrounding them. Then a brunette joined her on the bed for a lesbian sex show.

Also in there was a woman in a nurse's uniform enjoying the company of three men. Then the big Mexican walked in and growled, ‘Do you wanna play?'

We didn't—and got out of there faster than Speedy Gonzales.