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“I suppose I like the freedom involved.”
“So, you crave freedom?”
“I do.” I peer up at him and he nods as if he understands, and it makes me relax a little. He doesn’t seem predatory in the least, and I lower my guard a little.
“What about you? Do you come here often?” I giggle at the foolish question, and he nods. “I’m a member. It relaxes me after a hard day at the office.”
“Then you must work late.”
The fact it’s approaching midnight, and he’s still in his suit tells me that at least, and he laughs softly. “I run my own business and I don’t know when to call it a night. This place is on the way home, so I indulge my guilty pleasure at least twice a week.”
“Don’t you have a wife and a family waiting for you?”
I’m curious, and he nods. “Both.”
A shiver of excitement passes through me at his words. Despite his situation, he is still free, and I say softly, “Does your wife know you come here?”
“No.” He grins wickedly and now I have the measure of him.
He leans a little closer. “This place is an addiction. Nothing escapes from inside these walls. Nobody knows what goes on and there are no repercussions. I indulge my fantasy as an escape from reality. I’m kind of guessing that’s why you’re here, too.”
“You’d be right.” My heart quickens as he smiles, the lust burning brightly in his eyes.
“Then allow me to enlighten you and show you what really happens behind closed doors.”
Somehow, I knew this conversation was going to lead us here and despite the fact he’s much older and not even particularly attractive, I am so keen to learn something new tonight. Images of Jefferson in that private room doing unspeakable things fired my curiosity and I’ve come this far, I may as well step a little closer to the flame.
“I don’t have to, um, do anything, do I?”
I sound like a kid in high school as I already begin to backtrack and as his arm slides around my waist, the air is thick between us as he whispers, “We will go as far as you want to. If you decide it’s not for you, then no hard feelings. I don’t force myself on anyone. Just tell me to stop and I will.”
My nerves settle at his words because I’m still not sure if I want this, and as I shift off the stool, I take a huge gulp of Dutch courage before following him to a door at the end of the room.
* * *
As soon asthe door slams behind us, I note the atmosphere change. Silence greets us, making it appear as if we’re the only ones here.
We walk down a red carpeted hallway, the black painted walls offering no clue as to what’s in store, and he nods toward one of the many doors we pass.
“This one is free.”
My heart almost gives out on me as he pushes it open and as I step inside, my breath catches because this isexactlyhow I pictured this place.
Red walls with restraints fixed to them burn my eyes. A large padded bench set in the middle with various devices attached makes me swallow hard. I gaze in awe at the many instruments hanging from the walls, including whips, chains and straps and drawers that I’m certain contain everything required for a night of sin.
I’m only slightly aware that he locks the door and whispers, “You can open it from the inside, but it prevents anyone from walking in on us.”
He reassures me, “You can leave at any time.”
I nod, mesmerized by a world I never knew was real and as I move slowly around the room, I stare in wonder at the debauchery before my eyes.
The man appears by my side and whispers, “No names are asked and no details of your life given. In here we are enigmas intent only on pleasure. No strings, no recriminations, just a night of wild enjoyment and when we walk away, nobody even knows we were here.
His lips brush against my neck and my heart starts banging as I sense I’ve foolishly dived headfirst into the fire, and his husky whisper startles me when he says lustfully, “Take off your dress.”
Like a bucket of cold water, it brings me to my senses, and I move away and say quickly, “I’m not ready.”
He steps a little closer and says, “Would it help if I turned off the lights?”
