9 Kimber
Bobby blows up my phone in the morning because someone no-called no-showed, and it was only day three for them. Bobby should probably be doing this since it’ll put me at twelve hours for the day, but I already knew when he texted that there was no way that would happen.
I should’ve ignored the text. I’m a manager here, not a slave. Bobby should hire more people and pay better and he wouldn’t have all these problems. But alas, here I am.
My whole body aches in the best way, and I’ve spent most of the morning leaning on the counter. My ass is tender, my pussy is sore, and my thighs ache. My throat doesn’t hurt at all, telling me that Rich knows how to apply pressure and knock someone out erotically instead of violently. My nipples are more sore than my neck, and I suspect he had plenty of fun playing with those while I was out.
Thinking about it sends a ripple of desire through me. I need to get a grip on myself, but if I’m being honest I know it isn’t going to happen. My traitorous body already craves more when I’m still not sure how serious Rich is about this. If it’s a fling I’m going to have a severe sexual withdrawal when he’s no longer fucking me like I’m his oxygen.
Sweeping my gaze around the store, I groan. No one’s going to be in here at this hour, and right now it really shows. Hour three and I’ve had zero customers walk in. It does give mesome satisfaction that Bobby is losing money by having me on the clock though.
The door opens and I bite back a groan. Considering how sore I am, I was really looking forward to doing some more leaning and avoiding work. Swiveling my gaze to the front, I straighten up immediately.
Rich walks in, smirking as he approaches the counter. Without thinking I reach up and touch the necklace I’m still wearing from last night, the pendant decorated to look like a pretty rose instead of a tracking device.
His gaze narrows in on that first, and he waves the arm with his watch on it. “I didn’t turn it on. I figured you’d be here most if not all day.”
I smile, sweeping a hand around me. “Story of my life. I’m always working.”
He nods, his violet eyes still staring at me. There’s that intensity again, and I almost want to look away. “Did you have fun last night?”
I shoot him a coy grin, crossing my arms on the countertop. “Very much.”
Rich leans close, copying my position as he props his elbows on the counter too and folds them, that smirk still in place. “You know, there is a place we can go for a repeat. One that won’t have my neighbors calling the cops if we plan to fuck regularly.”
“You want to be my fuck buddy?” I chuckle, raising a brow.
For a moment, something flashes across his face. Just because I’ve had feelings before and I’m attracted to Rich doesn’t mean the feeling is mutual. We haven’t really talked about it that deeply. “Something like that.”
He pulls out his phone, tapping the screen a few times before turning it to me. I lean closer and narrow my eyes,reading the name of the site. “Euphoria Hot Springs? I’ve never heard of it.”
“It’s not your regular hot springs,” Rich agrees. “I stock the owner with a lot of custom items, just like I do for S&S. Aside from Sins, they are my top customers.”
“What does Destination BDSM mean?” I continue, reading the subtitles on the site.
“The location is very destination or vacation based,” Rich explains. “Unlike S&S, there’s no membership requirement. You book it like a hotel for a certain amount of time and you get to play in the private pools, private rooms, and the group areas.”
Okay, it sounds kind of cool. I went to one of the hot springs in the area when I turned eighteen as part of my birthday present, but other than that I haven’t gone in years. My parents took me there and disappeared off for some couples time, and when they moved south six months later they never really looked back to check on me. “They do themes?”
Rich nods and sets the phone face down before I can read anything else. “It’s mostly on a three month rotation. This month’s theme is primal play, next month will be shibari and bondage, and after that will be voyeurs and exhibitionists."
Oh, it really is quite different from S&S then. All of those kinks can overlap and don’t have an allotted period of time, minus primal. I suppose if it’s more of a destination location than membership, rotating things out is a good idea. It's just a different approach than anything I’m used to.
“I have to make a supply run this week,” Rich continues, and I suddenly see where this is going. “The owner, Jude? He always cuts me a deal if I want to book one of the rooms, but I haven’t taken him up on the offer in years.”
I lick my lips. It sounds like a vacation, which I am totally down for, but taking time off means I’m losing money and myboss made it clear today he doesn’t really have extra people to rely on. “I’m not sure Bobby will let me have time off.”
Both of Rich’s eyebrows lift. “Tell him when you want your time off and demand it or he’s going to have a problem. He can’t fire you, Kimber. You keep this place running. If he denies it, tell him you deserve a vacation or he can fire you. Bobby’s cheap. He’ll sort things out, and it’ll give you a little time to decide if you even want to work here. I mean the job security is probably convenient, but you shouldn’t work seven days a week when you work for someone else.”
I give him a soft smile. He’s come in so many times he’s noticing how often I’m here even compared to the owner. “That’s true.”
“Just think about it for a few days,” he says, pushing back from the counter. “I have some out of town deliveries today, but nothing fun like Euphoria. It would be a good way to be together and… explore.”
My body heats at the idea, and I nod slowly. Yeah, exploring with Rich doesn’t sound like a bad idea at all. “I’ll think about it.”
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“Brutus, I made a mistake.”
