Bound Angel (Paranormal Erotic Romance) (2 page)

Chapter Two

It was her best night’s sleep in ages; she woke and stretched across the bed to feel for Gary.

The place where Gary should have been was empty.
She sat up and looked around the room, their bags were packed and waiting by the door, Gary had left her some clothes to wear. She eyed the hot pants and tight top with some surprise. There was a note:

Meet me for breakfast wife, you looked so lovely sleeping I didn’t want to wake you

She jumped in the shower and got dressed. She stopped to do her hair in the mirror, her skin was glowing, trying new things felt great. The sexy outfit he’d bought her, fit like a glove.

She
went downstairs to the dining room and saw Gary. He was in his suit, sitting by the window. They were going back their normal life that day: Gary to working all kinds of odd hours, and Alex back home to get ready for her nine to five job starting again the next morning.

She
leant over his shoulder and kissed him on the cheek. Gary turned and smiled. “I’ve already ordered for you, and then we’ll have to go, I’ve had a text from work. I need to go in this afternoon but hopefully I won’t be long and then. . .” Gary winked at her, his smile was amazing, he must have enjoyed last night as much as she had. Alex sat opposite him and looked at him, thinking how much she loved it when he wore his suit, and even more when he put his waistcoat on as well. She just adored a man who knew how to dress, and Gary knew how to dress.

Alex ate, s
he was ravenous.

“You must have worked up an appetite last night,” Gary observed
while drinking his coffee.

“Yes, and
I’m still hungry for you!” She reached across and touched his hand. She could have gone back to last night right then, if work hadn’t been in the way.

Before
she knew it they were back in the car on the journey home, she relaxed in the seat, and closed her eyes to the sun shining through the windscreen. Dreaming of last night, Alex wanted more and she knew Gary did too.

When
they arrived home Gary unloaded the car and kissed her goodbye, giving her a cheeky squeeze on the bottom. As he got back in the car he said, “I will be as quick as I can.”

* * *

She went into the house and put the kettle on, made a cup of tea, and checked her emails. She fired up the laptop and put some music on in the background. Her emails were all the same, everyday things, She was bored and wanted Gary home so they could spend the day exploring each other and trying more new things.

She
clicked on the search tab and typed in the word bondage and clicked enter, lots of adverts came up and pages of pages of items, this was a great big world and there was so much more to explore.
What to choose for novices like myself and Gary?
she wondered.

Alex
took a sip of her tea and stared at the screen and clicked on a few chat room sites but nothing really explained the details. Then she noticed a little icon in the corner of one of the pages, it was a purple shield with a black cat in the centre. Clicking on it she entered another site, the icon filled the page this time and underneath the shield were the words: ‘This is a private site: members only.’

There was no other place to enter
, not even a join up page or anything to say what it was all about. Alex clicked back to come out of the site.
Strange
, she thought,
how can anyone have a look to see if it was worth joining or what it was?
She typed ‘black cat’ and ‘purple shield’ into google, after several pictures of cats the symbol came up with the link again, yet when she clicked on it, it took her back to the same page.

She
moved the mouse around the screen, there must be somewhere to click to enter, but nothing. She sat looking at the page. Then a message appeared on the screen. “If you want more, click yes.”

After some hesitation
she clicked ‘yes’ and waited. . .

Another message popped up
: “Do you want to enter into a world of sexual enjoyment; are you ready to take the next step?”

Again
she clicked ‘yes.’

“Are you willing to come to an interview, this is a private club and you will need to be
assessed before you can join.”

Alex
realized this was a live chat and they were checking she was willing to do what it took to go the next step.

She
typed back, “Why an interview?”

The answer came back
, “We are an exclusive club and we have to vet people before they can join.”

She
responded, “How do I know that this is not some creepy weirdo just trying to trap women?”

“This is the first step of the interview
, are you willing to take the next step?” came the reply.

She
sat looking at the screen thinking what to do, it
had
caught her interest.

And of course
she replied “Yes.”

Chapter Three

Gary sat in his office, well, more like someone’s living room than an office. The main desk was in the middle of the room with a computer which was on 24 hours a day. There was a drinks cabinet and a faux-leather sofa over to one side of the room, and then there was a large desk with a number of chairs placed around it. Along the main wall were shelves from wall to ceiling filled with files. The other walls were wallpapered in cream and there were two windows dressed in long curtains along the one wall, which looked out onto the large gardens and trees outside.

There weren’t any other buildings or houses for miles, and it was the kind of place no one knew about unless they were invited.

Gary took his suit jacket off and hung it on the back of the large desk chair facing the computer. He undid his tie, loosened his collar, and threw the tie onto the desk. He sat in the chair which protested a little with a PVC squeak, pulled open the desk drawer, and took out a glass and a bottle of single malt Scotch whisky. He poured himself a double measure, sat back, and stared at the computer. One click and the screen showed feeds from a number of cameras set up around the house. He checked they were all in the right position, fine-tuning a couple through the on screen interface, and then leant back in his chair and took a sip of whisky.

The office door opened and a lady entered, she was dressed in skin tight black trousers and a purple blouse open to the chest
. A black and purple corset was tied tight around her middle making her large breasts spill over the top as if they were nearly falling out of her open blouse. Her hair was black with curls cascading down her back. She was every bit your Latin beauty.

“You’re back
,” the lady walked over and gave Gary a light kiss on the cheek. “So how was the weekend with
the wife
”? Her tone was sarcastic.

Gary got up from the chair
, went over to the sofa and sat down.

“
Melissa, do we have to go through this every time I have a couple of days off, I’m married and happy, now just get used to it,” he said.

“It’s just I don’t understand why
, Gary. You’re loved by every woman in the building here and even some of the men,” she laughed. “You can be yourself here, yet you chose to live this fictional life as the loving husband. I just don’t get it, what’s wrong with you?” 

“There’s nothing wrong with me, I just need to have a normal life like normal people sometimes
, and a home life with the woman I love, everybody needs a place to get away from their work life you know.” Gary took another sip of whisky.

“What’s wrong with here
? It’s better than most places,” Melissa replied, “Besides, I love this life, different pleasures to be had every day, I just don’t see why you need two lives, why can’t they be one and the same?” Melissa sat at the desk and started to check if there were any new messages or any new people looking at the web page.

“Have we taken on any new clients while I
’ve been away?” Gary asked.

“Changing the subject I see, and no we haven’t
, and everyone is happy with the services. We haven’t had any requests we haven’t been able to deal with,” answered Melissa.

Just then the door opened again.

“Afternoon Gary,” said the man as he entered the room. He walked over to the desk and poured himself a whisky. He was taller than Gary, and also dressed smartly, but his skin was ebony black, and he had eyes the colour of chocolate.

“Well as you
might expect everything has run smoothly while you were away, how is Alex? Did you have an eventful few days?” Ray shook Gary’s hand and sat down next to him on the sofa.

“That’s good to know
, Ray, and yes we had a great weekend. Alex, shall we say is trying
new things
.” Gary gave a little wink.

“Oh really!” Melissa was listening in while still tapping away on the computer. Gary and Ray carried on their con
versation, ignoring Melissa.

“Oh, so
she’s not so different as you thought then,” said Ray smiling.

“I suppose you could say she has taken a
first step into our world, but she doesn’t even know it, we played a little tie-up game with each other, only mild play, but she loved it and I think she has a craving for it. I’m just going along with her for the ride!”

“
It’s great when they are just starting out on the journey, it’s been a while since I got to train a newbie,” said Ray looking at Melissa.

“Well guys I think you will be in luck, we have a lady online now and she has agreed to an interview, I’m just sending the link for her to fill
in the form so we can see what she’s like. I’ve asked for a picture too . . . you’re right we need some new blood round here, it’s been about six months since our last one.”

The form was returned and Melissa open
ed it up and smiled at what she saw, “Looks like Alex is ready for the next step alright.”

Gary
got up and looked at the screen. There it was, a filled out form from Alex.

She has given her measurements and
hair colour, and attached a picture. He couldn’t believe his eyes; he knew she’d got a taste for it this weekend but never thought this would happen. Alex had written saying she wanted to learn how to become the woman of her husband’s dreams, explaining that she’d never done anything before but was willing to learn, and she wanted to come out of herself. Gary thought to himself,
Why would she need to do this? She is the woman of my dreams.

Ray came over and looked
at the screen, then at Gary.

“Well our little Alex wants to try new things, how are we going to handle this one given you didn’t want Alex to know what you really do for a living?”
Ray said.

Gary was quiet as he walked over to the window again.

“Come on Gary, it’s about time you told her about your other life, your real life. She wants this, you’ve been married for a year now and you didn’t honestly think a woman that’s with you wouldn’t want this in the end?” Ray looked at Melissa. Melissa went silent, knowing with just one look from Ray when to be quiet.

“Mate there is a way to start this without Alex knowing everything just yet, but you know you will need to tell her in the end,”
said Ray. “When we take on new clients. . .”

Gary took a sharp breath
in, he didn’t want Alex to be a client.

“Look we treat her as a client
until you are ready to tell her. You know we don’t show our faces to them at first, and we can do that for as long as both of you are comfortable. We can even change some of the rules. It’s up to you how you want to play this, but Gary, she will want more, and you know that, it’s just that you have to be ok with where this may take you both.”

Gary turned to the window
.
Alex wants this
, he thought. He always knew this might happen, but for her to find
his
private club it must have been destined to happen. He was willing to go through with it for Alex. He turned to Ray and gave him the go ahead.

Melissa set to work arranging the
face to face interview.

* * *

Alex received an email with the details of where to meet and the time:

Thistle Birmingham City Hotel. Tuesday 5:30 pm wait in reception.

That was it, her heart was pounding.
Was she doing the right thing?
Who was she meeting, what would she wear?
She knew this was not your normal interview, it was not like she was going for a job.

She
closed her email, and wondered what time Gary would be home.
Did she tell him what she’d just done? Maybe not just yet . . . And there wasn’t anything to tell really. . .
Plus he would worry and talk her out of it, he didn’t like her doing things without talking everything through. He was very protective. She decided do the interview and then tell him
. . . Maybe.

She
went upstairs and ran a bath to try to forget about tomorrow for a while. Time seemed to pass very slowly, but then she heard Gary’s car pull up on the drive,
Gary’s home, she must not let on about tomorrow just yet.