Page 43 of Untouchable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #1)

She winks at me. "He likes to pretend he's Prince Charming. Don't spoil it for him."

I giggle with her. "It does feel totally Cinderella-ish. Makes me feel like a Princess."

"Did he tell you how he tried to rescue me when we were teenagers?" She asks as he puts his socks and shoes back on, leaning against her for balance.

"He did, but he didn't tell me how you two reconnected."

He laughs. "The short version. We reconnected one summer at the airport. I was working, and she came with her girlfriend to skydive."

"My friend chickened out."

"I volunteered to take her place."

"Begged. He begged to take her place." Bella laughs.

Brad stands, drapes his arms over our shoulders, and says. "There is something beautiful that connects you on a whole other level as your souls share the honesty of screaming at the top of your lungs as you plummet to the earth." He mimics Bella, and she pushes him, laughing.

"As we fell through the sky together, there was only Brad and Bella." She winks. "No one else mattered, and nothing else mattered."

"When we landed, we were in love again."

"And my girlfriend was gone."

"That's an awesome story." I laugh with them, then I ask. "So, Bella, were you a lesbian then?"

She looks at Brad as if he's let the cat out of the bag, and he answers. "She just knew!" Then he answers me. "No, she wasn't. Never has been. She's more bi-curious."

"Ah," I note his choice of wording. "So, have you been with a woman yet?" I ask her.

Bella laughs. "Sort of."

Brad laughs with her and explains. "I opened the door at our Halloween party and caught her in the act of getting her pussy licked by Wilma Flintstone. I said, 'Excuse me, dear. Didn't mean to interrupt your little secret. Carry on.'"

I bust out laughing.

Brad kisses the top of her head. "She would more."

"With Mandy," I state, and before either of them can acknowledge or deny it, I ask. "So joining the swingers was to get closer to her?"

"No. We joined because Brad has a roving eye, and we thought joining a swingers group would offer him a variety and keep our marriage solid." She blocks her mouth with her hand so he can't read her lips and says to me. "But he is getting bored. Please consider choosing my Prince Charming tonight."

He moves her hand away and says, "No secrets."

I laugh. "But Brad, everyone has secrets."

"Not everyone," Bella says and sticks her tongue out at him.

"Yes, Bella. Everyone." I say confidently. "But some are just better at hiding them." I look directly into Brad's eyes.

He blinks and looks away, then says. "Come on, you two. Let's get back to the courtyard before Charlie comes down here looking for us."

I follow them back up the stairs to join the others. As soon as Charlie sees me, he makes a beeline over. "Siri, I'm so glad you decided to come with TD. I've wanted to fuck you since the day I first laid eyes on you. And Mandy has been bugging the shit out of me to get TD into the house."

I hook his arm. "Charlie! No small talk?"

He laughs. "No, doll. No time. We both know I've been fantasizing about you since day one. Those business suits didn't hide your beautiful assets." He says as he devours my tits with his eyes. "It's so rewarding to see them now displayed in such a dramatic fashion."

I laugh at him. Just wait; I know how to be dramatic!

He leads me back to the bar. "We're about to start. Can I get you another drink before we head up?"

"No, I'm good, thanks."

TD joins us, and Charlie makes one last sales pitch. "Keep in mind, Siri, when you make your choice tonight, I've wanted to fuck you the longest."

"I promise to give you a night to remember."

He grins at TD, slapping him on the back as he walks to Mandy.

TD sidles up to me, and I tell him, looking at the group of Swingers.

"You're one lucky, son of a bitch, TD. I don't appreciate the fucking swinger sex party surprise, and I'm going to punish you for that, but I like these people a lot.

I've decided I'm going to make you the toast of the party after all. "

"I knew you weren't as innocent as you portrayed yourself at work. You were never uptight about Charlie, Mandy, and me. You just ignored us."

I cut my eyes at him. "That's true."

"Do you know who you are going to pick to fuck tonight?"

"I'm not picking anyone."

He looks at me. "Mandy said earlier that you will get to pick first."

"I'm not picking anyone."

"You mean you are gonna fuck them all?" He looks shocked then smiles. "Damn! I will be the toast of the party."

I smirk and roll my eyes. "I almost forgot my purse. I'll be right back." I walk off to get my gun.

When I return, Darren taps his glass and formally announces to us. "It's time to move upstairs, everyone."

TD and I follow Darren and Angela up the stairs without speaking. At the top, Darren turns and says. "Welcome to the playroom. This is where the real fun happens."

TD walks in first, puts his hands in the air, and spins around. "Wow! This is fantastic!"

From the dark red carpeted floor to the matching dark red walls, up to the black and gold leopard print ceiling with bright red paint splashed throughout, entering the playroom is definitely a wow moment.

It is exotic, but classy.

White leather chairs, love seats, and couches surround the walls, and some are on elevated platforms. There is a substantial flat-screen TV mounted high so everyone in the room can see it.

Red and black cabinets line the entire wall with painted naked silhouettes of men and women in Kama Sutra positions.

The room is equipped with surround sound, and the soft romantic music from the driveway is playing in here too.

As I scan the room, I notice several things immediately that get my attention. First, cameras are mounted in the corners. Second, there are tracking spotlights recessed in the ceiling. Third, the stripper pole, at the other end of the room, is top quality and mounted on a proper platform.

Good.

I walk straight to it.

TD follows right on my heels. "Wow! They have one of these." He whispers loud behind me. "Who do you think dances on the pole?" He doesn't wait to hear my answer. "I hope it's Angela. She's beautiful. I prefer blonde's, but Mandy is the target tonight."

I stand looking up at the top at the mounting attachment, and TD walks around it saying, "Hell yeah! This is awesome." I'm sure he is visualizing Angela's lithe body sliding up and down it.

Bella comes over to us. "Siri, TD, everyone stores their personal items in the cabinets." She points across the room.

TD pats his pants pockets. "Nothing to store."

She holds her hand out for my purse. "Here, let me take yours for you. I'll put it in the cabinet next to the door."

Knowing my Ruger is in it, I answer. "That's okay. You don't have to do that. I'll put it away. I believe TD would like to discuss the pole dancer among you."

I walk over to the cabinets and open one. My eyes light up as I set my purse inside. There is not one but two rideable Sybian's, complete with the dildo attachments, tucked away unused in the rear corner.

Oh, yeah! I can work with these beauties.

Charlie says behind me. "Darlin', Darren is about to review the rules."

The French doors rattle slightly as they close. Darren walks to the middle of the room to address us. Charlie stops next to Mandy, but I continue to TD at the stripper pole.

"Welcome again to Siri and TD. Let us review our Etiquette Rules." He says.

TD whispers to me. "Let the games begin, eh?"

Darren starts. "#1 is simple. We do not talk about our group. #2 can be harder. We DO NOT talk about our group. #3: Sexual contact with non-members is strictly prohibited."

Mandy runs her finger down her cleavage and then puts it in her mouth, rolling her tongue around it as her eyes find TD's.

I know without looking that TD has a boner.

"#4: A different member each meeting will start the drawing from the hat. No consecutive repeats are allowed. The last member gets to determine the type of hookups for that meeting."

He clarifies for me and TD. "Independent, or group. Private or public. Game or entertainment."

TD frowns, so Darren explains further. "Let me give you an example.

For instance, last month Angela went first. She drew Brad but had to pick again because she hooked up with him last time.

The next pick was Mac. Brad ended up being last, so he got to decide what everyone was doing.

He chose Strip Poker with special dice. We played until everyone was naked, then we fucked the partner we were assigned, but there was a lot of sucking and licking beforehand.

He looks at the other members. It was a lot of fun, wasn't it?"

They nod and agree.

"Sounds like a great way to keep it fresh," I tell everyone and look at Brad.

He grins.

Darren continues. "#5: No sex with your partner is allowed inside these walls. #6: No sex is allowed outside of these walls except with your partner."

TD stiffens, then blurts out. "What the …? Wait a minute."

Darren stops and looks at him. "Do you have a question?"

"What's up with all these rules?"

"We are a swingers group, TD. We fuck for fun. We work hard not to get emotionally attached to each other. Attracted, yes, but not attached. The Rules help define that."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get that, but you mean to tell me that even though I'm in the group now, I can't fuck these beautiful ladies outside the house, anytime we want?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying. Only in here, only once a month and only one a month.

If we allowed fucking each other… anytime outside the walls …

without the rules, it would essentially be having an affair…

. None of us want to jeopardize our marriages for sex.

But … none of us wishes to be monogamous either. "

TD looks agitated and eyes Mandy frowning.

Based on that look, he had no idea. I smirk.

Darren addresses his posture. "TD, when we first began, I went eight months before I fucked Rosa. Bella and Mandy swapped Mac and me back and forth while Angela and Rosa swapped with Charlie and Brad."

He looks at his friends. "I was starting to feel like I had three wives."

Everyone laughs.

He looks back at TD and me. "It's harder to understand without being in the constraint of a marriage, but these rules have been a blessing."

TD shifts his stance. He's not happy with the rules.

Darren takes a deep breath, draws himself up to his full height, and lays TD's only option out for him. "It's not too late. You can leave if you like."

"No, no, I don't want to back out. I'm good. I need to fuck!"

Everyone laughs.

Darren reassures him. "That's what it's all about."

TD rubs his chin and asks," But … just to clarify. I can't fuck anyone outside these walls but my partner?"

Darren looks from TD to me and realizes there is a problem. He frowns, "Hmm. That's how the rules are written."

TD frowns, scratches his neck, and looks at the floor, then back up to Darren. "Since Siri and I don't fuck, what about Rachael? Can I at least continue to fuck her?"

Darren freezes, and everyone stiffens. The air suddenly stops as if there is a vacuum.

Darren's voice is raised when he says, "I thought … wait a minute. Didn't you tell us …. Are you saying you FUCK YOUR SISTER?" He shouts, shocked.

My mouth falls open. Sister? What. The. Fuck?

All eyes turn to look at TD.