AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“They’re still running tests,” I say, leaning my head back against the off-white wall. “She’ll be here for a few days, at least.”
“What do you need?”
“Nothing. I’ll be okay,” I lie.
“Sweetie, when was the last time you’ve eaten something?”
“I think yesterday,” I say.
My friend’s wife runs her hand over the back of my neck and says, “Let’s go to the cafeteria and eat some dinner, okay?”
“I shouldn’t leave.”
“I’ll let the nurse know where we’re going,” my friend says. “She’s right – you need to eat.”
It’s seven days later when she’s able the leave the hospital, and they tell me it’s only going to get worse from here. The doctor tells me some of what I can expect, and I don’t even hear him. It’s all a big blur. When we get home, I get her settled in her room, making sure she has everything she needs. Then, I go to my own room and cry until she calls for me to help her to the bathroom. I wipe my eyes, stand up, and help her because she’s helped me my entire life, and I’m not about to let her down now.
MONTH 4. PART 1. – Women Only
(POV Member)
They’ve called it a test event. There were enough interested women to host the first women-only night. I’m not sure what that means exactly. They’ve described it as ‘women seeking women,’ so that can mean any number of things, but the only thing I care about is seeing her. They’re not offering reserved rooms or special accommodations for the first party, so I can’t request it this time, but I did message to confirm that the woman I’m most interested in seeing will be there. Thankfully, they replied within a day of my email, letting me know that she would.
I can’t wait to see her again. I breeze through work, trying to pay at least some attention to things I was signing off on and the emails I was sending, but it’s Friday, and I’ll see her tomorrow. When five o’clock hits, I’m out the door, despite still having work to do. And I normally stay in the office until well after six, and most nights, even seven.
I didn’t want to take a chance with ordering my lingerie online, so I set it for pickup at my local store. I arrive around six-thirty and make sure to try everything on before I purchase. One bra feels a little tight around my breasts, and they’ll only get fuller with arousal when I get near her, so I go up a size and try that on, liking how the see-through red lace makes me feel. The matching thong isn’t something I can really try on, but I know it’ll fit. I pay and head home to try on combinations of everything I just bought, deciding on what I’ll wear tomorrow and next month, too. I take time to shave my legs and trim my pussy. Then, I pack the bag I plan to bring to the event with my preferred toys and some extra clothes, which I’ve never done before.
When I wake Saturday morning, I have two quick cups of coffee and do some work to help keep my mind from her. I don’t want to come until she’s the one touching me, but I’m already so damn horny that it’s hard for me to resist. I decide to go for a swim in my pool to cool off and then lie out to get a little sun while I read, but I’m still thinking about her. I guess that means something because I’m not thinking about the two women I had sex with a month ago. That was my first threesome, and as sexy and fulfilling as it was – it was not enough. I can really only think about her.
I head inside and shower, making sure to get the chlorine and sunscreen off my skin. I want her to smell me tonight, so I wash my hair with my favorite shampoo and conditioner and my skin with my preferred shower wash. I also moisturize with my favorite lotion. I don’t put any product in my hair, but I do pull it up with a clip that I’m hoping she’ll remove. I feel confident in my choice of red lace bra and matching thong. I have a new red dress that I put over everything, with matching heels. Now, when I go to these things, I know what I want; I know who I am, and I dress like it. I’m there for sex. I’m there to watch people have sex. I’m there for her.
Once I’m ready and I have my bag, I’m out the door. I pull up to the parking lot, where I park my car this time. The valet approaches – well-dressed, as always – and takes my keys. He explains that I’ll be driven to the location in an SUV, which I see lined up ready to take us to the place. I climb into the first one expecting to see more members, but I’m alone when the driver takes off. Apparently, we each get our own SUVs tonight – environment be damned for this company. It’s a nice black BMW, too, and they’ve got a bottle of water and a card on the seat next to me. I don’t want the water yet, but I am interested in the card.
Welcome to the first night for women only. While we know this is the first time we’ve done this, we’re hoping to provide you with a memorable and pleasurable evening. We’ve done our best to ensure that our top-rated escorts will be here to take care of your every desire. Please let us know at the end of the night if you’d like to have more of these events. And if so, we’ll be happy to discuss the terms of an adjusted membership. Tonight, let our people know what you want, and we will do everything in our power to make sure you have it.
Member Services
Well, they said they couldn’t give me what I wanted before, I think to myself. When the car pulls up to a mansion in a neighborhood about forty-five minutes away from my own, I’m not surprised. I meet the woman at the front door, and she recognizes me now, so I hold out my wrist.
“No need,” she says.
“Oh, right,” I say.
Tonight, I don’t need a bracelet – we’re all interested in the same thing. She checks me off of her list, and the door opens. When a woman at the door asks if she can take my bag this time, I say no; I’m hanging on to it for the night. I do give her my jacket, though, and then I’m off. I’m early, so I hope I can find her before someone else does, and we can make our way to a room. I hold my bag at my side and enter the large living room where I see only women. I sigh, hoping they do this every month because I would love to get to only look at women at these events. I see the escort and the woman I was with last time. They’re on the sofa, almost snuggled up, with the member’s arm around the back of the sofa, whispering something into the escort’s ear. The escort laughs, and I look away.
She’s not here. I worry she didn’t show up after all, but this is only the first room I’ve seen, so I head to the dining room, where there’s food and champagne laid out along with the bartender – who is also a woman – pouring the drinks. I see her then. She’s standing with a woman I’ve never seen before, handing her a drink. I’m too late. The woman leans in, and she’s a member – I only know because the employees tonight are wearing small silver buttons on their clothing somewhere, and I don’t spot anything on her dress. I watch her talk to the member, and I close my eyes, thinking about turning around and going home because the entire night is ruined. When I do turn, I hear it.
“Hi,” she says. “Leaving so soon?”
I turn back, and she’s in front of me now.
“No. I decided I didn’t want a drink, after all,” I lie.
“What do you want?” she asks, stepping closer to me.
I look past her at the woman who is now watching us.
“I think what I want isn’t an option tonight,” I say.
