She didn’t reach out to touch him at all.
“Are you okay?” she asked Joshua.
“Yes, Mistress Elise.”
“Do you have any sore spots or abrasions?” Elise asked in the most clinical sort of way.
“No, Mistress Elise. I don’t think so,” Joshua replied as he looked down at his body.
“Good. Thank you for the session,” Elise thanked Joshua and then turned to James. “I’ll look for your text in the morning as to the time and location that you’d like to meet, James.”
James nodded, and Elise collected her bag and headed this way. I quickly opened my messenger bag and lowered my head to pretend that I was looking for something. While my head was down, I glanced up and saw her leather boots saunter by. When I was sure that she was gone, I looked into the room. James had his arm around Joshua’s shoulders and gripped his upper arm. I could hear James talking in a lower tone to him, asking Joshua to tell him what some learning points were for him. He also asked Joshua that if it had been a real session, what would be warning bells.
Warning bells?
I could easily rattle off a few. And even though there were quite a few, I still would step into one of these rooms with Elise.Mistress Elise.
4
Elise
Two days later,I found myself in line at the coffee house with Liz. In a hushed tone, I began explaining what Joshua had looked like and what a charmer he was. We moved through the line for coffee at a relatively good pace, or maybe I just thought that since I talked the entire time.
“So, you enjoyed dominating Joshua in play?” Liz said, her voice sounded as though she was playfully mocking me.
“Yes, oh my God, yes!” I exclaimed while being as poised as I could as we waited in line. “I think I could do that every day. Maybe all day and all night, and never have any other relationship but one like that.” I slowed down for a moment to give my mind a chance to catch up. Could I have a relationship dynamic like that? “James was fantastic. He was in the room with me and gave me some tips and pointers—”
“I’d take his pointer any day,” Liz interrupted and leaned in to add her opinion of James.
Both of us laughed. I admitted to her that James was captivating to talk to and to look at. I felt a pang of guilt in my stomach as I thought about how handsome James was and that I found myself incredibly attracted to him. I never thought I’d ever feel a physical attraction to anyone but Jacob.
“Just a large house coffee, please,” I told the cashier and handed over my cash.
“Hey, Elise.”
I looked toward the receiving end of the counter in the direction of where the voice came from. Andrew waved at me with a paper cup in his hand as he swiftly moved about his station. I smiled and moved toward that end of the counter as soon as Liz had ordered.
“How come James doesn’t have a sub?” I asked purely out of curiosity. Mostly out of curiosity.
“James is very picky. Well, he’s particular, I should say,” Liz corrected herself.
“Picky, huh?” I said as I watched Andrew move behind the counter.
“Trust me, I don’t think he ever has a shortage of play partners. And, I’m certain that he has a plethora of friends with benefits.”
“But no one he wants to keep?” I asked the same question as earlier but in a slightly different way.
“No. James is very multidimensional, and out of fairness for him, he needs someone who craves all of his dimensions,” Liz said.
“Elise and Liz,” Andrew said in a chipper tone.
Liz and I stepped forward to collect our coffees. I had a few dollars at the ready and deposited them into Andrew’s tip jar. He stood on the other side of the counter with a smile on his face.
“Thank you, Andrew,” Liz said and winked at him.
“You’re most welcome, Liz.” Andrew shifted his eyes to look at me, still wearing that smile. “How are you enjoying the house blend, Elise?” Andrew asked as two of his fingers drummed along the counter.
“I’m enjoying it immensely, Andrew, thank you,” I replied with a bit of a flirty kick to my tone.
