Desires
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“What happened then?”
“Then he wanted me to suck his mate’s cock, I hadn’t even agreed for the mate to be there in the first place. He walked in on us when I was naked. I didn’t want to do that so I started to fight him off and told him to stop.”
“Did he stop?”
“Yes, but then he got nasty, saying I’m a whore and a slut and that they’ll find number nine,” Stacie said, feeling her heart shattering into pieces, going over the sordid incident again.
“Thank you, that’ll do for now,” Angel told Stacie as Dan appeared, bursting out of the ballroom. He ignored everyone, storming off through the double doors, looking ready to kill. Angel ran after him.
Stacie panicked, trying to figure out what she should do. What would Dan do when he finally caught up with Larry? She felt like running out of the front door, leaving all the bizarre mess behind her. But she’d started this mess. She needed to find the confidence to face the fallout. Quickly, before she could change her mind, she got up and rushed to the double doors after them. Behind her, she could hear Bailey shouting her name but she ignored her, charging through the doors.
Stacie saw Angel heading toward the orgy room. She ran to the room and stood at the door reaching out a hand to push aside the voile, still moving from Angel’s entrance.
She entered the room. Whatever the naked and semi-naked people in the room had been doing before, at the moment they were watching a different kind of show. Dan and Larry were nose-to-nose while Angel strode toward them.
“You’re a fucking tosser!” Dan was yelling at Larry, prodding him in the shoulder.
“What’s your fucking problem?” Larry yelled back, getting in Dan’s face.
“If Angel’s got any sense she’ll be tossing you out on your ear. I ought to knock your fucking block off.”
As Stacie watched, Dan clenched his fists.
“Just you try it,” Larry sneered. “I’d have you in a second.”
“Gentlemen,” Angel said, her voice carrying clearly. “Can we take this upstairs, please?”
The two men glared at each other, but subsided.
Angel turned to leave, Larry and Dan following her, sulky looks on their faces, like two little boys being told off by the teacher, Stacie suddenly thought. As they passed her, Larry stared at Stacie. Dan stepped between them, pushing out his chest and glaring at Larry.
Dan took hold of Stacie’s hand, but she pulled away. She didn’t want to touch him or any other man at the moment. It was his fault too! she suddenly decided. If he hadn’t encouraged her to go after another man, this whole thing would never have happened. She fell in step behind the trio as Angel led them to her office. She opened the door and commanded Larry to go in. She closed the door, shutting him in the office and then turned to Stacie.
“Is that him?”
Stacie replied with a nod. His face haunted her, especially after the amount of flirting she’d done. She felt so dirty—she’d almost begged for it.
“Just had to check.”
Angel opened the door and they all trooped in.
“Sit down, please,” Angel said, addressing all of them. The two men settled themselves on the sofa, sitting as far apart as they could. Stacie sat on a chair, not looking at anyone.
“Larry, can I please remind you of the rules of Desires?” Angel said abruptly.
“What about them?” he said, his attitude cocky.
“Do you remember this young lady?” Angel said, pointing to Stacie.
“How could I forget? She led me a right merry little dance. Stunning pair of fucking tits but a major attitude problem,” he said, turning to glare at Stacie.
Dan exploded, leaping up and getting right in Larry’s face. His face was purple. “This woman’s my client and you have just fucked up two weekends of hard work, you tosser.”
Larry’s face altered almost comically. “Oh, and how was I supposed to know that?” he rushed out, with an edge of sarcasm. “She was flirting with me, virtually throwing herself at me. I thought she was up for it.” A slightly panicky edge crept into his voice, as if he was just figuring out that he’d royally screwed up.
“She came here for help with her confidence and thank you for fucking her up and setting her so far back I don’t know if she’ll ever recover. You are pathetic. Men like you need—”
“Thank you, Dan,” Angel interrupted. Stacie huddled into a corner, sinking away into the background.
The room filled with shouting and aggression. Stacie switched off, wishing she could just vanish. She understood why Dan was aggravated. All his hard work had basically been pointless. However, it did sound as though Larry knew which girls he could touch and which he needed to keep well clear of.
“She was on her own. I had no idea she was with you, Dan. I am truly sorry. Please,” he said, staring at Stacie, his face finally full of remorse. “I swear…I had no idea who you were and I cannot apologise enough.” He stood up. Dan stepped between them protectively. “Please, I’m so sorry. Will you please accept my apology?”
Stacie was unsure where to look. The devastation he had wrought hadn’t gone. Her body ached and her mind roiled with mixed feelings. She didn’t reply. She didn’t want to forgive him. She wanted to hate the man. But maybe she was partly to blame. She had flirted with him, she had willingly gone back to his room and she had wanted it, at first. And he did stop the instant she asked him to.
Stacie glanced at Larry. His face looked pathetic and his eyes sad. She actually didn’t think he was genuinely sorry, only sorry he got caught. The basic attitude he’d displayed to her in the bedroom was still there. He thought women were sluts, whores, there to be used. He had shown no interest in her pleasure while they were having sex, only his own.
“Stacie, do you accept his apology?” Angel asked.
She stared at Larry, and then looked at Dan. Everyone was waiting for her answer.
“He needs an answer. If you don’t accept his apology, his account will be closed and he will not be allowed back here.”
Larry stepped up his crawling a notch or ten. “Please Stacie. I am so, so sorry. If I had known you were Dan’s client I would never have touched you. How was I to know? I made a big mistake. I should have checked my list. But I hadn’t seen you with Dan. Please,” he said, almost batting his pathetic eyelids at her. “Please, I am begging you, I need this club…”
I bet you do, Stacie thought. No women out there in the real world would put up with the way he treated them. But then, Desires was a sex club, designed to cater to everyone’s desires, not just the ones Stacie approved of. She was not sure who was in the wrong but it probably wouldn’t do him any harm to wait with torture for a while.
Stacie stood up and moved to the office door, taking one more look at the whimpering man, looking pathetic and desperate. She couldn’t stand it any longer. She walked out the room, heading back to the reception area.
“Do you still have that spare key for my room?” she said to Bailey.
Bailey dug it out of her pocket and handed it over. “What—”
Stacie put a hand up, stopping her. “I can’t talk about it right now. Sorry. Thank you, for everything.”
Bailey smiled. “No problem. If you want to talk, you know where I am.”
Back in the room, she collapsed on the bed. She glanced at the clock. It was gone midnight. She hadn’t even realised how late it had got. She debated calling a taxi and going home, but the bed was comfortable and her eyes were drooping. She may as well stay here tonight and get off first thing tomorrow. She took off her jeans and got into bed with just Dan’s T-shirt on, snuggling into the pillow. She couldn’t sleep. The events of the evening whirled in her head. She was still tossing and turning half an hour later when the door quietly opened and Dan came in.
“I’m not asleep,” she said, as he tiptoed across the room. She twisted round and turned on the bedside lamp. He sat on the bed and regarded her kindly.
“Would you like me to
go and find another room?” he asked. “I don’t mind, if you’d rather be alone.”
“No, it’s okay. You can stay in here,” she replied. He got undressed and got into bed next to her. He leaned over to kiss her, but she shied away. She couldn’t forget how he had encouraged her. He had to shoulder at least some of the blame for this disastrous evening.
“Is there anything I can do? Do you want me to hold you?” She looked at him. He looked woebegone, like a puppy that had been told off by its master. Her heart-strings twanged.
“No. Thank you. I’m okay. Let’s just try to get some sleep.”
“Goodnight then.”
“Goodnight.”
Chapter Fourteen
Stacie woke the following morning, feeling as if she had barely slept. She looked over at Dan. He was sleeping soundly, snoring a little. She had stayed awake for a long time last night, going over what had happened, trying to decide what to do, whether to leave Desires, or give it another go. Even when she had dropped off, it seemed she’d woken up pretty much every hour. She stared at Dan. God, he was so sweet and adorable. She had been hard on him last night. It wasn’t his fault she had got mixed up with Larry. He had just been doing his job. If she’d stayed with him, he would have warned her off Larry. It was her own fault for going off by herself. And Larry’s for being such a knobjockey.
She climbed out of bed, heading to the bathroom. She took her phone with her, deciding to give Chrissie a call. Maybe Chrissie could offer her some support and help her make a decision.
“Hello you, how’s everything going?” Chrissie said, sounding chirpy.
“Where on earth do I begin?” Stacie answered, hearing her voice wobble.
“Oh God…the beginning. What’s happened?”
“It all started so perfect. Me being naughty, dressing up, having the most amazing sex—and I do mean amazing. Then we headed to the erotic ball. It was incredible. Dan got me the most gorgeous dress. Everyone looked fantastic, the girls were dressed in stunning gowns and the men in tuxedos,” Stacie said.
“Yes, it’s a great night. We went a few years ago, had such a laugh.”
“I kept engaging naughty eye contact with Dan, we were having the most amazing evening. Then Angel took me for a grand tour, showing me the rooms and the stalls.”
“It’s amazing what you can buy there. They have everything.”
“Anyway, afterwards, Angel took me to the bar and, well, she started asking a few awkward questions.”
“Like what?”
“About Dan. She subtly reminded me of my contract and told me girls have fallen for a certain tutor before. I got the impression she was warning me off him,” Stacie said, turning her head and trying to keep her voice down. He was only the other side of the wall.
“Oh no! What did you say?”
“Well, I tried to reassure her nothing’s going on, but I’m not sure she was convinced. But then again, I’m still here,” Stacie said with a smile.
“True,” Chrissie said, giggling.
“Anyway after Angel left me,” already Stacie’s heart was skipping beats at the memory, “I couldn’t find Dan. So I decided to dance alone and have a good time. I saw this one guy. He was really good-looking, James Bond type. We flirted on the dance floor. Dan had suggested I should try out other men. He told me he wouldn’t be with me in the outside world. So I decided to go with this man—”
“And…?”
“Oh, Chrissie, it was awful,” Stacie sniffled. “He treated me like a whore. He brought in another guy without telling me and then when I said I didn’t want to do it anymore, he called me all sorts of names,” Stacie said wallowing.
“The fucking bastard. Oh God, babe, you’re still there?” Chrissie asked, concern in her voice.
“I’m still here, but how I have no idea—”
“And Dan?”
“In bed.”
“Thank God for that. I thought you were going to say you ditched him. How did he react?”
“Well he went crazy, I think if it hadn’t been for Angel, he would’ve killed him,” Stacie said, wiping the tears from her eyes.
“Have you spoken to Dan this morning?”
“No, he’s still sleeping.”
“So how do you feel now?”
“Like shit. I feel like I’m right back where I started. The whole point of coming here was to boost my confidence sexually. Now, I just feel as bad as I ever did.”
“You were doing really well, though, with Dan. Try to stay positive.”
“I did think Dan handled it all rather well, but he might just have been protecting his income.”
“I can understand why you might think that, but I don’t believe it. I genuinely believe he was protecting you.”
“How do you come to that conclusion?”
“He cares for you. It’s obvious the way he looks at you. Would you like Jason and me to come round? We could try to get a few answers out of Dan.”
“Like he’ll tell you.”
“Why wouldn’t he? Look, Stacie, I really would like to help you. Forget what happened last night, put it down to experience and move on. Don’t allow him to win, don’t give him the satisfaction. You deserve more. And I certainly wouldn’t blame Dan. It wasn’t his fault. He did help you build your confidence back up.”
“Yeah he did and what a waste of time,” Stacie said, the pit of her stomach aching.
“Stop it,” Chrissie said. “I know there’s more to this than he’s letting on. Stay optimistic.”
Stacie was still inclined to pack and go, but she would very much like to stay with Dan for the day, and enjoy him for maybe the last time. She wasn’t sure if she would ever come to Desires again.
Stacie and Chrissie made arrangements for them all to meet later for lunch and they rang off. Stacie finished her ablutions and headed back in the bedroom. Dan was sitting up in the bed watching the television. He instantly switched it off as she came in.
“Hiya. How are you feeling?” he asked, looking anxious and maybe a little nervous for her reply.
Stacie exhaled deeply. “I’m okay, I guess.”
She sat on the edge of the bed, wishing she knew what to do for the best. Should she listen to her heart or her head? And was it her heart speaking, or just her libido? Stacie turned to look at Dan. His eyes were so beautiful, but filled with concern. He clearly was not sure what to say after last night’s events. Stacie closed her eyes, steeling herself to make the decision she least wanted to make.
She decided she was going to stay and have fun with him, but today would be her last day. After today she would never come back to Desires, and she would never see Dan again.
Her heart plummeted at the very thought of it. No matter how much she told herself he was protecting his money, she couldn’t help but find herself captured by his irresistible charm. Being with Dan had changed her life. He had opened her eyes to the sheer enjoyment of sex again and she would be forever grateful for that.
Dan stared at her. His expression was unreadable, as ever. What was he feeling? What was going on behind those warm brown eyes? If he had feelings for her also, his position was even more difficult than hers. Stacie would only lose her membership of Desires, Dan would lose his job. Would he think she was worth it?
Whatever happened today, whichever way her life went from now on, there was one thing she could control here and now. She knelt on the bed looking directly at him. She got on all fours and slowly made her way up the bed to Dan who watched her with great interest. She straddled him, sitting on his lap, her face inches from him, her body pressed to his. She cupped his face with her hands, running her thumbs over his cheeks. She moved her hands up to gently caress the curls at his temples. He gave her an odd sort of half-smile, with a hint of puzzlement. She leaned in to kiss him, closing her eyes and taking her time to taste his mouth, the curve of his lips, the way his face felt under her fingers. She kissed the tip of his nose, his eyelids, then his forehead, before pressing her f
orehead against his and cupping his head in her hands.
“What’s wrong?” he said gently, lifting his hand up to twine her hair in his fingers.
“Nothing. Make love to me.”
She pressed herself against his groin, feeling the bulge of his penis through his shorts. He responded instantly, slipping his hands beneath the T-shirt she wore, his T-shirt, caressing her bare back. Tingles danced along her nerve endings and she shivered.
Her pussy throbbed and she ground herself into him, his bulge firming up beneath her. Dan’s hands became more urgent, running down to her bottom and cupping her buttocks. He touched his lips to hers and kissed her deeply, his tongue probing and teasing. She hung her arms around his neck and pressed herself to him, kissing him back as hard. She moved her hand down to his groin, slipping it into his trunks to palm his cock, rubbing it heatedly into a full erection. He thrust into her fingers, clutching her back convulsively. She pulled the T-shirt over her head and threw it to one side. Dan buried his face in her breasts, sucking and licking her nipples while she pulled down his trunks. He reached over to grab a condom and she rolled it on him, then slipped her panties to one side and impaled her craving pussy on his rigid cock, groaning as she felt him fill her, and pushing herself down on him as hard as she could. Stacie pulsed up and down on his cock, feeling his penis filling her to the joyful brim. Their lips stayed meshed, kissing passionately as she slid up and down on him.
His fingers moved down to her clitoris, rubbing the delicate nub until she began to gasp and squeal. She threw her body back, letting herself go, feeling the crest come and take her. She screamed as she climaxed, covered his groin in her juices. As her shuddering sighs died down, he held her torso and rolled her back, staying inside her. He stared down at her face, touching his lips to her cheeks, her eyes, her mouth, her nose, before thrusting deeply into her. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling his head down to her, feeling the bliss of him deep within her. He filled her over and over, thrusting deeper until he gave a deep groan and she felt his passion fill her.
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