“It’s been a while since I’ve been on a date, Ellie.I’m not sure if jumping back in the saddle should include BDSM,” I drawled out.”
She gave me a sly smile.“I’m only suggesting the BD part, Thandie.I figure that you can work your way up to the SM later.”
That got another laugh out of me.“I think that your version of baby steps is different from mine.”
“Just think about it,” she said as she stood up from the chair.“I’m giving it a five-star review, and if the headboard of my bed didn’t have slats in it, I would have bought a new bed already.”
I laughed as Ellie skipped back out of my office, and there really was something admirable about someone that wasn’t scared to take chances in life.Now, while the idea of pleasure-only sex sounded very tempting, I wasn’t sure how I felt about being tied up or tied down, but it was also something that I hadn’t ever really thought about before.
Just then, my phone rang, and since it was my office phone, all thoughts of tied-down-sex vanished, though I made a mental promise to revisit the idea later.After all, I was still a healthy woman with healthy needs, and those needs were in need.
Chapter 3
Beck~
Now, while it was hard to have a bad time at a bachelor party, it was impossible to have a bad one when it took place at The Fantasy Factory.Though I’d never been here before, the place had an impeccable reputation as far as sex clubs went, and after a solid year in business, it was still going strong.
When The Fantasy Factory had first opened, there’d been quite a few people that had clutched their pearls, but not enough that it had stopped the place from opening.It was also more than just a sex club, if I was being completely honest.The first floor had a regular club vibe to it, and it also had two separate party rooms, one for men and one for women.The rooms’ monikers were also aptly named, as the room for the women was called Ladies’ Night, and the room for the men was called The Bachelor Pad, which we were currently occupying.
However, it was the second floor that made the place interesting.With security for women being the place’s main concern, there were four rooms upstairs that you could use to explore your sexual fantasies.You could choose between voyeurism, BDSM, multiple-partners, and degradation, and you also had the choice of booking a room to participate or using one of the observation rooms to just watch.Either way, it was reputed to be a good time for everyone.
At any rate, one of my colleagues was getting married next weekend, and because his bride hadn’t wanted a mess of hungover men at her wedding, they had agreed that the bachelor and bachelorette parties would take place the week before, ensuring that nothing would go wrong.Now, while I was at my wit’s end where weddings were concerned, Sherman Randall was a good guy, and so when he had invited me to his party, I’d said yes.Plus, when he had explained how it was going to be a small wedding because his wife didn’t have any family, it made sense why he had invited people that weren’t part of the wedding party.
There was also the fact that I couldn’t remember the last time that I’d gotten laid, and so this party was the perfect opportunity to remedy that unfortunate fact.While I had no desire to take one of the strippers home, I wasn’t opposed to checking out the rest of the club for something interesting.Plus, I was fairly certain that the hired entertainment was for show only anyway.Though they were all beautiful and doing their thing like the professionals that they were, most of the men in the room were keeping their hands to themselves, especially Sherman.Honestly, I was pretty sure that the women were here for aesthetic purposes only, which was fine.I mean, after all, what was better than being surrounded by beautiful women?
With that thought in mind, I walked over to where Sherman was sitting, and while he seemed to be having a good time, I’d bet a year’s salary that he was missing his fiancé; he just had that vibe about him, and that definitely made him a good guy in my book.
Leaning down, I said, “Hey, if you don’t mind, I’m going to stretch my legs around the club.”
The man just grinned at me.“Have at it.”
After patting him on the shoulder, I left the room, making my way to the bar for a fresh drink, hoping that it wasn’t going to take forever.It was a Friday night, and the place was packed, proving the success of the place.For it being a sex club, the place was tasteful as fuck, but that was because the owner was a woman; I was sure of it.No matter how talented the architect, men just didn’t pay attention to the small details the way that women did.
Luckily for me, a fresh drink was immediately placed in front of me, and when I looked at the bartender, he said, “A gift from the woman in the purple dress.”
When I looked to the other side of the bar, my knees almost gave out on me, and I couldn’t decide if I was pissed or surprised.As sweet as you please, Thandie Ames was sitting at the end of the bar, a drink placed comfortably in front of her, and she was dressed to kill, though not as you’d expect in a place like this.Instead of wearing something short and skimpy, she was wearing a very classy dress that you might see at a gallery opening.Her soft curls were natural and framing that stunning face of hers, and she actually looked like she might have dressed to have dinner with the governor or something.She looked professional, elegant, and like she could eat you alive if you got close enough.
