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“Yo, Wes! The lumber’s here,” Colton’s call brought him out of his thoughts.
“Great, let’s see what we can grab before the rest of the crowd gets in.”
TWO
Playing hooky to meet Sarah and Wes on a weekday even when she didn’t need to be at school was a new feeling for Melody; she’d had the same routine since grade school as her mother was a teacher.
Melody was asked to help Nolan with Penny and Zander at the park, which she was always more than happy to do. Since Penelope began taking steps, Sarah had become even more enamored with the infant.
The group’s dynamic pulled her in and made her feel welcome. Melody was Penelope and Sarah’s nanny who bounced between the tight-knit group’s homes, never feeling unwelcome or like a tag-along. She found herself lingering long after the kids went to bed, usually a movie with Mia and Lexi when Nolan was out of town.
As Mia and Lexi’s business Little Bits & Bites Catering grew, her tasks broadened from the kids to bookkeeping and back stock ordering for INK. She understood the math and spreadsheets made her brain happy.
After a few months, with Mia’s sponsorship, she was invited to be an employee at Surrender. After passing the background check her employment came with a gold membership to the cub, and she’d been a voyeur ever since.
Melody never had the opportunity to play. It wasn’t something Jason would have approved of. Anytime she’d ask him to go out he would come up with one excuse or another to decline and leave her the single wheel; always negatively remarking about her interest in the club and kink but never within earshot of anyone else. He was all about keeping up appearances after all.
Melody began bending the truth the few nights she managed to slip away to the club. The perk of being invisible is nobody ever noticed the redhead filled with curious envy that watched, but never played.
She knew enough to know that she didn’t wear the label of a voyeur in the kink sense. She’d found herself fascinated with Nolan’s rope work with his wife, Mia.
The way she watched a submissive's face as they let themselves go, under the hand of their trusted dominant, made her want to take part.
Now that she was no longer tied down, Melody knew she wanted that.
With the windows down, Nolan drove as Melody scrolled through her phone to pass the time. There wasn’t anything interesting in any of her feeds. The ads outweighed the meme’s and there was never anything engaging. She felt the same way while scrolling videos; there were only so many times—and ways—you could watch someone do the same dance before losing interest.
Melody opened the coloring app, deciding to get lost in another coloring photo. Flipping through the digital pages she found a newly unlocked one of snapdragons and hummingbirds. She loved the detailed flowers and quickly worked at the task of filling in the #14’s–a pretty lilac shade that caught her eye.
Her phone pinged, and a notification pulled her out of the methodic tapping.
Unknown: Hey, hey!
Mel: Hello?
Unknown: Name’s Ed. You Melody?
Mel: Yes, this is Melody.
Unknown: Gr8. I saw you were looking for work? Modeling? Are you still available?
Mel: I am still accepting applications and inquiries.
Unknown: Koo. K.
Unknown: So. You said ‘No intimate contact.’ Meaning no sex of any kind?
Mel: Yes, that’s non-negotiable.
Unknown: There’s no touching. If you’re kneeling in a kiddie pool and I’m standing outside with some friends…
Unknown: There’s no contact.
Mel: That crosses boundaries I’m not willing to engage in. I don’t think we’d be a good match either.
Unknown: I’ll double your fee. Me and some friends. We’ll pay you well. You’d look hot covered in cum.
Mel: No. No, thank you.
