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“I am. Is my membership still active?”
“You are still a member. You were just placed in dormant status.”
“Wonderful, I am sending my yearly fee as we speak.”
“When were you thinking of visiting us?”
“The sooner the better at this point.”
“We are having guest night soon. Do you want to come then?”
“Yes, those are always fun, interesting nights.”
“You are all set. We received your payment, and your status has been updated to active. We will see you in a couple of weeks.”
“Wonderful! Thank you, Bethany,” I say and hang up. A few weeks is perfect timing, it will give me time to get waxed, a fresh hairdo, and I will have a few weeks under my belt with Kruze, so by then, the contractors will be working on the house, and I won’t need to be there as much freeing up time to find and vet my new Dom. I texted Shannon, letting her know what I did and asking her if she still wanted to come with me. A few seconds later, my phone dings and Shannon’s two-word answer lights up my screen;hell yeah!
I feel better than I have felt in months. I can concentrate on work, now that plan in place.
Three
Kruze
It has been a couple of days since Trinitee was here, and I miss her. I don’t even know how that is possible when I barely know her, but she spent practically a whole day in my house going through all my stuff. I kept track of her movements that entire day; every time she moved, I knew about it. She was so engrossed in her job that she didn’t even notice me.
She was recommended to me through a friend I met at an exclusive club I frequented in Washington, DC. He also connected me with Elijah Mason, the founder of a similar club here in Chicago. Apparently, the receptionist had a friend who needed interior design, and she ended up with the job. She did such a fantastic job that she ended up being booked solid for the past year or so. I got lucky that a job she had lined up had to cancel due to the house they intended to buy falling through. I doubled her deposit to try and entice her, but she returned the excess and took her normal fee. Her email stated she decided to take my job because I moved back here to care for my sick father, which was noble to her. That gesture alone let me know she is a woman of morals and can’t be bought.
I sink into my leather office chair behind my desk and boot up my computer. It was only a few essential items I brought with me from my house in DC, and this chair was at the top of the list, but I am ready to get rid of this other dated furniture and get things that are more my style. While I am waiting for my computer to go through all the security protocols and connect me to the main server, I notice a stack of mail on my desk. Most of it is moving-related, but one particular envelope catches my attention. It’s black heavy-weight linen paper with a gold mask on the front right above the wordsClub Desire. This is Elijah Mason’s club. I use my letter opener to see a letter and a black business card with the same logo and nothing else. The letter says they are having an “open door” night, and by open door, they really mean guests such as myself who are invited to visit the club. The date is a couple of weeks from now, and I make a notation in my digital calendar so I do not forget. I definitely need to let off some steam. I was a regular visitor to the club in DC at least once a week, and I miss it. I miss the routine it gave me, the way it centered me, and with this move, I need a little grounding. I wonder what Trinitee would think about my sexual proclivities. I do not know why I am even thinking this way, she basically works for me. But I could not get over the way she held my gaze when I was on my knee in front of her. Such sub behavior, but that is probably me needing to find a sub here. I had a few I liked to play with but left them all behind.
I stand, stretching my body and cracking my neck. Getting things situated here has been hard work. This branch of the company has been without a COO for a while now, and I can tell. I can also tell some of the employees have taken advantage of it too. Well, I hope they planned for the future because that shit is over, and if they can’t get on board, they will be finding another job.
“Hello,” I say when I answer my phone.
“Kruze?” my mother responds, and there goes the rest of my day.
It has been a long week, but I am looking forward to seeing Trinitee again today. I placed the order for lunch again. I made sure to order all the food I noticed her gravitate to. And next weekend, I will finally get a chance to visit the club. I have visited a few other places that I heard about, but they were not the type of clubs I was accustomed to. I am hoping Club Desire is what I’m looking for. I asked around a bit about it and learned it is beyond exclusive, and that getting an invitation is akin to seeing a unicorn.
The doorbell rings, alerting me that Trinitee is finally here.
“Trinitee.”
“Hello, Kruze.”
“Please come in,” I tell her, moving back to let her pass, noticing she is carrying a heavy bag with her on top of her normal bag. She once again has on a skirt, heels, and a fitted shirt, and it shows all of her abundant curves, and I love every minute of it.
“Let’s go to the conference room so you can show me what you came up with,” I tell her grabbing the bag from her hands.
“I can carry that.”
“Do you remember where the room is?” I ask, completely ignoring her feeble protest.
“Yes,” she says, walking once she realizes the topic is closed.
“So, I went through your quiz, all the materials you picked out, and the desires and requirements you put in the survey, and I have come up with this.”
I helped her connect her tablet to the large screen in the conference room. A few seconds later, a 4-d image of the house comes up, and she begins choosing rooms. We go through each room one by one, talking about her design, picking furniture, colors, materials, etc. I could tell from the first visit that she is good at what she does, but seeing her really in her element and what she has come up with for my home further lets me know I made the right decision hiring her.
She opens her other bag, pulling out floor samples, wall colors, fabrics, and other design options. When I hired her, it was purely a means to an end, a way to make the space livable, but as I work with her, I find myself having fun and learning some things about myself I didn’t know.
