“Yeah. I rarely got to a bed.”
Standing up, Cora brushed her hands.
“Oh, I know that look,” Stacey said, rolling off the chair. “We’re going to the club.”
“Why are we going to the club?”
“Because I don’t want James to keep part of his life a secret from me. I’m not some frightened, immature, little girl. I’m a woman. I know my own mind, I know what I like, and what I don’t.” Cora moved toward the room. “I’ve just got to get dressed.”
She wasn’t surprised seconds later when Stacey walked into her room.
“What are we going for, leather skirt? Short dress? Nude?”
Cora looked through her wardrobe and pulled out a pale cream summer dress.
“You do realize with your blonde hair, you look like you should be selling cookies, right?”
“I know. I love the fabric against my skin.” She’d never been into tight clothes, or leather. In the summer trying to remove leather from sweating skin was a nightmare, and if not done right, it hurt.
Quickly getting dressed, she urged Stacey downstairs.
“Wait, Cora.”
She paused, looking at the concern in her friend’s eyes. “What is it?”
“I’m worried.”
“What about?”
“Leo and Paul, they’re not looking for a good time, and I don’t want to hurt them.”
Tilting her head to the side, she pulled Stacey against her. “Not all men are like your asshole ex, Stace. If you want to, give them a chance. If not, be clear with them, but don’t give them false hope. It’s not fair.”
“Thank you. I knew I could count on you.”
She hugged Stacey close before they made their way out of her house. Cora locked the door, and they piled into her car. She drove toward the clubhouse, and she saw Jerry and Drake on the door with a blonde each in their laps.
They looked surprised to see her.
“Ladies, can we help you?” Jerry asked.
“We’re looking to party. I heard this is a good place to start.” Cora spoke up.
Teri and Kitty were laughing along with Stacey. It was taking a lot of control not to burst out laughing herself.
“Go on in,” Jerry said. “At your own risk.”
Entering the clubhouse, Cora stopped to look around. There were many couples in different states of undress. Some of them paused when they spotted her little group.
“I’m going to get a drink,” Teri said, breaking off.
“If he’s not here, he’d be in the back,” Kitty said.
“I want to go in the back,” Stacey said.
Looking back at her friend, she made sure Stacey could handle it. Stacey was a lot like her. Some men liked to think of them as sweet and innocent. The truth was, they weren’t. They lived life to the full, and they did it together.
Following after Kitty, they entered the back part of the club. She was surprised to see a lot more of the club mingling, including Leo, Paul, Damon, Sean, and Pixie. James was sitting at a table playing cards. There was no actual sex or spanking going on. The room was … tame.
Pixie spotted her first, and nudged James.
She didn’t stop and moved toward the table. They were not in one of the booths, so she was able to get to James. Straddling his lap, she wrapped her arms around his neck.
He placed his cards on the table. She didn’t know what Kitty or Stacey went and did. Her only focus was on the man in front of her.
“I missed you, a lot.” She pressed her lips to his.
“I couldn’t come and join you. I got the warning that it was a girly night.”
“And so it was. You know on a girly night the girls, they talk about everything, and you know what I found out?” she asked.
His hands rested on her hips, holding her in place. “No, what have you learned?”
“That you hold out a lot on me. You’re not a liar, yet you’re not truthful. I can’t be pissed because you’re not lying about it. All you’re doing is not talking about it, and that I don’t like.”
She started to work his jacket off his shoulders, next came his shirt, which she tugged up. Cora wasn’t kind either as she did it. She sank her nails into his skin, and watched him wince a little. He made no move to stop her.
Eyes were on her from the men in the room. Kitty Cat and Stacey had disappeared off into the background.
James moved his hands up to the top of her dress and started to work the straps down her body. She began to gyrate her hips on his lap.
Cora felt the hard length of his cock pressing against her core, and she moaned wanting it deep within her pussy.
“What have I not told you about?”
“You keep me at arms’ length and don’t tell me your secrets about the club. It’s a good job I make friends easily. I wouldn’t know you’ve got this whole new world without me.”