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Authors: Blue Saffire

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Chapter Three

P
aige sat staring at her computer screen with a glass of wine in her hand. With no work to do what was left. Online shopping maybe, but she wasn’t in the mood to shop, which was just a testament to how frustrated she was. Where had she gone wrong?

Placing the wine glass down her fingers flew across the keys as she typed
online dating
into the browser. As soon as she typed it she deleted it. Sighing she gulped down the rest of her wine and poured another glass. She didn’t need an online dating service. That was not going to help anything.

Seeing Peter in the tabloids only pointed out how much time she spends not living. Here she was being a faithful girlfriend and he was off doing who knows what and getting engaged. Camille was right, her life was all work. Not that her career wasn’t important anymore, it was just the only thing she had to show and it wasn’t bringing her the joy and excitement it used to.

Joy and excitement, those were foreign words. Paige looked around her plush condo and snorted. Even her furniture was boring and predictable. It looked like she ripped a page from a magazine. Had she really become predictable?

Her cell phone rang as she asked herself a million questions and stared into her glass of wine. Without thinking she put the phone to her ear. “Hello,” she breathed.

“Put the wine down and come open the door. I have dinner and we’re hit the club after,” Camille bubbled into the phone before hanging up without waiting for a reply.

Yes, she was being predictable she thought as she frowned at her wine glass.
Damn
. Paige squared her shoulders and slipped off the barstool. Camille was already pounding on the door. Paige pulled the door open and raised her brow at Camille.

“Don’t you have three beautiful children you should be getting home to?” Paige murmured as Camille pushed in pass her.

“Seth’s stepmother is in town. You are doing me a big favor letting me hide out here,” Camille groaned.

Paige laughed and followed her to the kitchen to get plates. “Ooow, Thai. I must be more of a mess than I thought,” Paige teased.

“No, I just had a craving for some curry shrimp and rice. But make no mistakes you are a mess,” Camille said with a toothy grin.

“Tell me about it. I almost signed up for one of those dating websites. I have cleaned this place from top to bottom since I’ve been home and now I have no idea what to do with myself,” Paige whined.

“Well, I think you should consider what we talked about earlier if you are going to go online to date,” Camille pressed her lips and put her hands on her hips. “I’m not telling you to find a husband at the club just let off some steam.”

“Okay, so let’s say I’m interested in…
letting off some steam
,” she said adding air quotes for emphasis. “I mean… like what? I cannot believe I’m considering this. What does it entail?”

Camille squealed and grabbed Paige by the arm to pull her over to the island to sit on the barstools. “First of all it is completely private. A lot of high profile people join the club to fulfill the needs of their busy lifestyles. There is a big variety to choose from but the board tries to match you with compatible partners to insure your pleasure, unless you have a special request,” Camille wiggled her eyebrows.

“There is an interview process you have to go through but the board remains anonymous the entire time. They want to get to know you, make sure you’re trustworthy and not just out to break a story or something. You have to have a sponsor to go through the admissions process and you will have to go through the standard checkup and everything.”

“Admission, checkup… is this a school or a sex club,” Paige chuckled.

“You’ll feel like you have been to the school of sex once you experience what the club has to offer. These are all safety precautions. Once you pass preliminaries with the test and initial interviewing you meet an admissions advisor. He or she, if you are into that kind of thing, will give you a taste of what you can expect. You will fill out an application of all your does and don’t and anytime you choose a partner they get a copy to know them as well.”

“I don’t know Cam. That sounds complicated. I thought I could just go have someone put a smile on my face and be done with it. Interviews and applications, when did my life start to suck so bad,” Paige groaned.

“Your life doesn’t suck, but you can,” Camille said with a naughty grin.

“Definitely on my list of don’t. I refuse to put my mouth next to anything or anyone anonymous,” Paige laughed and shook her head.

“Don’t knock it till you try it. Wait, does that mean you are going to try,” Camille exclaimed. She had to get Paige to try. If it meant she would finally get a chance to get in Bobby’s playroom she was going to make this happen.

Women at the club mourned the loss of Mr. Fabulous. One gets to recognize a member or two when around the club enough and Camille would know Bobby’s tight ass anywhere. She had been hoping to get an invitation from him for far too long, but he is one of the clubs best kept secrets. Known to the women only as the nickname they had given him.

“Yes,” Paige said coyly. “I will try it out, but you have to set this up fast otherwise I may change my mind.”

“Well honey, when I said we were going to the club I didn’t mean one of our usual spots. We’re going to Desire and you already have a sponsor.” Camille was jumping up and down already planning the outfit she was going to force Paige into.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Four

“W
hat a long day,” Marcus grumbled into his tumbler of whiskey as he put his feet up on the coffee table in Bobby’s office.

“Tell me about it,” Bobby’s yawned as he rubbed his eyes. He shut down his computer and stood to stretch before walking over for a drink and a seat next to his brother.

“What happen with Paige? I heard you sent her home. Did she have a meltdown over that guy she was seeing?” Marcus asked with a grin in the corner of his mouth.

“I don’t know anything about her personal life. I sent her home to rest up for the workload we have coming up. She never takes a day off and these two cases have the potential to burn us both out. I need her on her A game for this,” Bobby shrugged and sips his brandy.

“So what are you still doing here? Shouldn’t you be resting as well,” Marcus asked tilting his head and studying his brother.

“I had some files I needed to work on. I’ll be fine.”

“Sure… you know what I think,” Marcus said with a smile.

“What do you think little brother,” Bobby sighed and tossed back the remainder of his drink.

“I think you have a thing for daddy’s little black princess. I think you always have and now there is no boyfriend in the way and you should make your move before that little man eater finds her next victim,” Marcus chuckled.

“What makes you think she is even remotely interested in me? And since when is she daddy’s little black princess?” Bobby exhaled dryly.

“You’re a Mairettie, of course she is interested. And you and I both know that Paige is like the sun where the old man is concerned. If she were white you would have been married off to her years ago,” Marcus snorted and laughed.

“Which is exactly why I should avoid her at all costs, if I got into a relationship with her and things didn’t work out the old man would have my balls.”

“Or maybe you are afraid that if you started something with her, the old man would see you don’t have an aversion to black women and he would push you to get married,” he gave him a huge smile. “She is pretty hot. I can’t say I haven’t watched that ass of hers a time or two.”

“Don’t go there,” Bobby growled.

“Ah, so I see I was right. You haven’t insured she is on your team because she is a great lawyer. You like her,” Marcus grinned. “Go for it man. That French douche has nothing on you.”

Bobby’s phone rung and he took the distraction as a chance to get out of this conversation. He looked at the screen to see it was Lisa from club Desire. He had called in a favor from Herb earlier and Herb said that Lisa would call the moment his black card was scanned. This means Camille had done it, in less than twenty four hours she talked Paige into joining the club. She was definitely motivated.

He’d finally get his hands on Paige and all those luscious curves. His cock twitched at the thought. He planned to drink her up like a fine espresso. He palms itched to test the weight of her breasts and to palm her ass.

“Mairettie,” he purred into the phone with a huge grin on his face.

“Good evening, Mr. Mairettie. This is Lisa from Desire. I have a new potential in tonight. She has started the application process and we should be able to have her physical completed tomorrow. I was advised to hand this one to you. Can I set an appointment for your playroom this Saturday?”

“Yes, Lisa that will be great, can you email me her desires and limitations as soon as possible,” Bobby grinned into the phone.

“Yes Sir,” Lisa replied. “Thank you for taking my call. Have a good night.”

“Good night.”

“So you can’t go after the girl you practically drool over because you are still playing at the club. That place gets old fast, you know,” Marcus grumbled and frowned at Bobby from his perch on the couch.

“You really have no idea what you are talking about. Why don’t you go home to that pretty fiancée of yours and let me handle my own love life,” Bobby said with a smile on his face.

~B~

“This isn’t an application it’s a questionnaires for my autobiography, geeses Camille,” Paige complained and took another sip of her drink.

“Oh cut your griping and hurry up so we can get to the good parts,” Camille said excitedly.

“I’m so happy you are so happy for my vagina.” Paige’s words were dripping with sarcasm.

“Oh just skip that, here lets answer the juicy parts first,” Camille reached over and turned the pages. “Here, are you averse to kissing on the mouth?”

“Yes,” Paige sighed. “I don’t want any kissing.”

“Will you like to give or receive oral?” Camille gave her a saucy grin as she snatched the pen and pulled the pages in front of her.

“I don’t mind receiving I guess, but I will not be giving,” Paige replied coyly as she started to look around the private room they were sitting in. There was no one else in the room but she felt like a million eyes were on her.

“Okay, I’m going to call out some things on the does and doesn’t. You tell me yay or nay,” Camille grinned and rubbed her hands together. “Blindfolds?”

“Um…I guess so,” Paige bit her lip and felt her cheeks warm.

“Cuffs, binds, ties?”

“Yes,” Paige said in a tiny voice.

“Wipes, canes, puddles.”

“Oh no,” Paige said pressing her lips and furrowing her brow. Camille chuckled and moved on.

“Anal.”

“No.”

“Multiple partners.”

“Hell no.”

“Partner of the same sex?”

“Camille, need you ask? Give me that thing,” Paige snatched the papers back and started placing x marks in the don’t boxes. She had no idea what some of the things on the page were.”

“Oh no Paige,” Camille whined when Paige got to the partner preference page. “You are not going to limit your partners to just black men. Granted there is a great selection of them here but you have to be open.”

Paige sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. “Camille, I don’t want
partners
. I don’t know how many times I will actually do this. I may not make it pass the admissions advisor.”

“Oh please, you will gain admission. I have no doubt in that,” Camille chirped.

“That is not what I mean. I mean
that
experience maybe enough for me,” Paige clarified.

“Pssh, advisor sessions can be kinky but they are hardly enough to satisfy a real itch. What would be the point in joining the club if you get your rocks of in the trial run,” Camille said with a sly smile.

“So there’s no sex in the advisor session?” Paige gasped.

“Every advisor is different and handles each interview and member differently,” Camille explained and sipped at her drink. “I’ve heard some women say their sessions were intense but they never had intercourse during their admission. Others said they had mind blowing sex but their advisor wouldn’t let them cum until they agree to be a member. I think it has to do with what you’re looking for as well.”

“Well, what happened at yours?”

“Well… Seth and I sort of know the owner. My membership was a gift from Seth. I didn’t have to interview,” Camille smiled sheepishly.

“Oh great,” Paige groaned.

“What?”

“At least if you went through this I would know what I am getting myself into,” Paige grunted.

“It will be fine,” Camille reassured her.

“Hello, Miss. Kemble,” Lisa said softly as she entered the room and approached their table.

“Hello,” Paige said shyly.

Lisa gave her a warm smile. “Here is your package with the information for your appointment tomorrow for the doctor and your appointment here with your advisor on Saturday.”

“Okay, thank you. I just need a few more minutes with the application,” Paige murmured.

“Take your time. Would you two like me to refresh your drinks?” Lisa asked.

“Sure hon, you’ve been great,” Camille beamed.

“No problem, let me know if you need anything else. Miss. Kemble’s sponsor has advised us to take care of all your needs. Everything is covered for tonight.”

Paige shot Camille a questioning look. She had assumed that Camille was her sponsor. Lisa left the room and Paige narrowed her eyes at Camille. Camille returned to sipping her drink and looking anywhere but at Paige.

“I thought you were my sponsor,” Paige hissed.

“Nope, I have a friend that sponsored you as a favor,” Camille shrugged as if it was just that simple.

“Camille, someone knows I am here,” Paige growled.

“Calm down. The black card you used links you to your sponsor, not your identity. I had a friend give me a card for you but they don’t know I gave it to you and everything here is lock up like a fort. Your identity is safe,” Camille smiled.

“This is such a bad idea. A very bad idea,” Paige groaned.

 

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