“I’m sure they will have dildos and harnesses in various sizes, and vibrators, too. What else do you want? As someone who’s slept with you multiple times, I’ve never seen you use anything more than that. You’re not into major kink.”
“But I likemystuff.”
“Then, why did you agree to go to a singles’ week event where they tell you not to bringyourstuff?”
“It’s a sex event. That’s what makes it so interesting.”
“No,” Sasha argued. “It’s a singles’ week with the idea that you find someone there to fall in love with. It includes sex, yes, but it’s not all about sex. You lied to that woman and told heryou were looking for love, when we both know you are looking to hook up.”
“Can you blame me?”
“Gage, you can get sex anytime you want. We had sex two nights ago. I know I’m notnewanymore, but we have good sex together.”
“Yes, you are the best friend with benefits I could ask for, but I saw this thing online, and something just drew me to it. I can’t explain it. Something about eight women being in a house together for a week and being paired off each night just got me, and now, I’m very excited about all the possibilities.”
“You could hurt someone there if you’re not honest, so just be honest, Gage. They’re probably all there to find love, or at least, a connection with someone that isn’t based solely on sex.”
“Then, why sign up for this event?” she argued as she tossed her favorite toys into the open suitcase on her bed. “They could have signed up for singles’ nights at a local bar, joined a dating app, or just gone somewhere to meet someone and fall in love. This is a very specific event.”
“Maybe. But if a woman tells you she’s there to meet someone, be honest and tell her you’re there for sex, okay?”
“Fine. Yeah, I can do that.” She zipped up her suitcase, set it on the floor, and pulled the handle up. “Done for now, at least.”
“You’re really excited about this,” Sasha noted.
“Yeah. I applied about six months ago and finally got chosen. I plan to enjoy myself. Food, drinks, and fun.” She moved until she was lying on top of Sasha, who’d been lying next to the suitcase while Gage packed. “Now, since I’m not leaving until tomorrow, what do you say we have a little of that fun we mentioned before you go home?”
“Don’t you want to be well-rested for your week of sex with multiple women?”
“I think the adrenaline will carry me through just fine. You don’t have to get home to your girlfriend right away, do you?”
“No, I don’t. She’s on a date tonight,” Sasha said of her live-in girlfriend, whom she’d been in an open relationship with since the beginning.
That arrangement had made Gage very happy because it meant that she and Sasha hadn’t needed to stop theirs, which had started two years ago when they had first become friends and hooked up in a bar bathroom because they’d been drunk. They had liked it, so they’d continued, but they both knew they would never work as a couple, and Sasha was in love with her girlfriend.
Gage didn’t want love right now. She was twenty-five; love was for later. One day, she knew she’d be a one-woman woman, but today, she wanted to sleep with her friend and go to a week-long singles’ event to sleep with maybe seven other women.
“When you come back, you’re getting tested before we do this again,” Sasha said as she pulled off Gage’s tank top.
“They’re all tested and negative, or they can’t go, but whatever you say,” she replied and removed her sports bra. “You too, by the way, if she’s on a date with the possibility of sex tonight.”
“I know,” Sasha said and pushed her down her body. “Now, fuck me. I got all turned on, thinking about you with those toys and all those women.”
Gage smirked at her and replied, “My pleasure.”
CHAPTER 3
Kristina
“You definitely need this. You haven’t been with anyone since the divorce.”
“You’re my brother… This is weird,” Kristina told him as she found the shirt she wanted to bring in her drawer and rolled it in order to fit it in the suitcase that she would finish packing after her younger brother left, because he didn’t need to see all the underwear and lingerie she also planned to bring.
“It’s not weird. I’m your brother. I want you to be happy. And that ex-wife of yours wasn’t doing it for you in more ways than one.”
“We are too close. It’s a problem,” she joked and tossed a pair of socks at him.
“I’ll admit, when you first told me you wanted to go to some party with a bunch of women to meet someone, I didnotthink the weekend would involve a rotation of sex partners because the founder of the company believes sex is important to figure out very early or something, but you haven’t gotten laid since before you two separated. And correct me here, but it was longer than that, right?”
