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Story: The Boss
“In the Platinum VIP lounge?”
“Absolutely.” Should I also mention that she’s doing business withtheDanica Moreau, the owner of this fine establishment?
Nah. I’ll let her figure that out for herself.
I find the staircase without anyone else hitting on me. It’s almost as if some silent signal has gone out in the club marking me as taken, and it’s not the collar people can’t see until they get closer to me. It’s something else.
Like, oh, Julianna leaning against the railing above the main room, her powerful aura incapable of facing anyone but me as I carefully come up the stairs.
“Enjoying the sights?” I ask her. Our host confers with two of her bodyguards. It doesn’t look serious, but it may spell an early ending to our otherwise pleasant evening.
Julianna looks me up and down as I come closer to her. “I always do, Lessa.”
I instantly enter her hold the moment she offers it to me. It may be fairly warm in this club, but there’s nowhere I’d rather be than wrapped in Julianna’s embrace. Especially if it’s her warmth doing most of the heating up around here.
“You’ll never guess what happened on the way back from the bathroom.”
She doesn’t miss a beat. “Someone hit on you, didn’t they?”
Nerves erupt in my poor stomach. “How did you know?”
“Because the party’s starting on a Friday night in a sexually charged playground. I’d be personally mortified if no one hit on you when you were caught in the wild, Lessa.”
“Well…” I swallow. “It wasn’tjustanybody. It was another woman.”
“Oh?” That has certainly piqued my girlfriend’s interest. “Now there’s a thought. My lovely Lessa in the clutches of a truly experienced Domme. The east coast doesn’t hurt for them, that’s for sure, and it’s not only to perform for money and fame on the sex club stage.”
“Pretty sure you don’t want me cheating on you.” Come on, this is Julianna. Although…
“Was thinking more about something fun we might be able to do together one day.”
Yeah, that doesn’t surprise me at all, either. “One thing at a time, please. Let’s save the threesomes for a special occasion.”
“With me, my sweet,” Julianna says with an extra squeeze to my torso, “every day is a special occasion.”
I look over Julianna’s shoulder. Ms. Moreau picks up her things and steps out with one of her bodyguards. To us, she says, “Afraid I must be going now. We still on for tomorrow?”
Julianna confirms. I wish Ms. Moreau a pleasant evening, although knowing her, she’s off to the hospital for a late-night visit with the wife and newborn before wandering home.
“Make sure that Ms. Marcon and Ms. Penrose are well-tended to until they leave,” Ms. Moreau says to the server. “Whatever they desire, Lucy.”
She bows in Ms. Moreau’s direction before turning toward us.
Whatever we desire, huh? Considering what Julianna said, I don’t know how I feel about looking at this young woman through a new pair of eyes. Shit. Is it because of all the sex going on around here that’s filling my head with horrible ideas? Or are they good ideas?
No, no… they’re horrible, because poor Lucy is only trying to work, and here Julianna and I are talking about threesomes with other women! I mean, it’s probably nothing she’s not used to hearing in this club, but I’m acting like she’s some kind of escort who only doubles as a waitress at a club.
For all I know, though, sheisan escort!
“We’re fine for now,” Julianna says. “Thank you, Lucy.” She nods to Stu, still on stoic duty, before leading me back to our couch. We sit down as the song changes from hard and feisty to slow and sensual. “You may not believe me right now, Lessa, but it pleases me to not only know that other people see what I do inyou, but that you were able to graciously turn them down. Or at least I assume you did.”
She’s looking at my throat when she says that. I slip my hand between her legs, my pinky dangerously close to coming into contact with…
Well, you know.
I know every inch of this woman’s body by now, but I’m still shocked when I get this kind of reaction from her. And, hell, I may have been a virgin when she first made love to me, but I wasn’t a stranger to the female form. I know how it works pretty well. How it…
Uh, reacts.
“Absolutely.” Should I also mention that she’s doing business withtheDanica Moreau, the owner of this fine establishment?
Nah. I’ll let her figure that out for herself.
I find the staircase without anyone else hitting on me. It’s almost as if some silent signal has gone out in the club marking me as taken, and it’s not the collar people can’t see until they get closer to me. It’s something else.
Like, oh, Julianna leaning against the railing above the main room, her powerful aura incapable of facing anyone but me as I carefully come up the stairs.
“Enjoying the sights?” I ask her. Our host confers with two of her bodyguards. It doesn’t look serious, but it may spell an early ending to our otherwise pleasant evening.
Julianna looks me up and down as I come closer to her. “I always do, Lessa.”
I instantly enter her hold the moment she offers it to me. It may be fairly warm in this club, but there’s nowhere I’d rather be than wrapped in Julianna’s embrace. Especially if it’s her warmth doing most of the heating up around here.
“You’ll never guess what happened on the way back from the bathroom.”
She doesn’t miss a beat. “Someone hit on you, didn’t they?”
Nerves erupt in my poor stomach. “How did you know?”
“Because the party’s starting on a Friday night in a sexually charged playground. I’d be personally mortified if no one hit on you when you were caught in the wild, Lessa.”
“Well…” I swallow. “It wasn’tjustanybody. It was another woman.”
“Oh?” That has certainly piqued my girlfriend’s interest. “Now there’s a thought. My lovely Lessa in the clutches of a truly experienced Domme. The east coast doesn’t hurt for them, that’s for sure, and it’s not only to perform for money and fame on the sex club stage.”
“Pretty sure you don’t want me cheating on you.” Come on, this is Julianna. Although…
“Was thinking more about something fun we might be able to do together one day.”
Yeah, that doesn’t surprise me at all, either. “One thing at a time, please. Let’s save the threesomes for a special occasion.”
“With me, my sweet,” Julianna says with an extra squeeze to my torso, “every day is a special occasion.”
I look over Julianna’s shoulder. Ms. Moreau picks up her things and steps out with one of her bodyguards. To us, she says, “Afraid I must be going now. We still on for tomorrow?”
Julianna confirms. I wish Ms. Moreau a pleasant evening, although knowing her, she’s off to the hospital for a late-night visit with the wife and newborn before wandering home.
“Make sure that Ms. Marcon and Ms. Penrose are well-tended to until they leave,” Ms. Moreau says to the server. “Whatever they desire, Lucy.”
She bows in Ms. Moreau’s direction before turning toward us.
Whatever we desire, huh? Considering what Julianna said, I don’t know how I feel about looking at this young woman through a new pair of eyes. Shit. Is it because of all the sex going on around here that’s filling my head with horrible ideas? Or are they good ideas?
No, no… they’re horrible, because poor Lucy is only trying to work, and here Julianna and I are talking about threesomes with other women! I mean, it’s probably nothing she’s not used to hearing in this club, but I’m acting like she’s some kind of escort who only doubles as a waitress at a club.
For all I know, though, sheisan escort!
“We’re fine for now,” Julianna says. “Thank you, Lucy.” She nods to Stu, still on stoic duty, before leading me back to our couch. We sit down as the song changes from hard and feisty to slow and sensual. “You may not believe me right now, Lessa, but it pleases me to not only know that other people see what I do inyou, but that you were able to graciously turn them down. Or at least I assume you did.”
She’s looking at my throat when she says that. I slip my hand between her legs, my pinky dangerously close to coming into contact with…
Well, you know.
I know every inch of this woman’s body by now, but I’m still shocked when I get this kind of reaction from her. And, hell, I may have been a virgin when she first made love to me, but I wasn’t a stranger to the female form. I know how it works pretty well. How it…
Uh, reacts.
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