Chapter 13: Grant
Sylvie had decided not to miss another gathering and I was doing my best to deter her when my doorbell sounded, announcing another visitor. After doing a headcount, I knew it could only be one person and when I opened the door and found Katherine standing with her back to me, as if contemplating second thoughts, I drank her in. She looked amazing in the wine colored dress and heels and when she spun around, her face flushed, and her hair blowing in the gentle breeze her eyes sparkled as she smiled.
“Hope you were serious about that invite.”
The blood flowed to my cock and I took her hand and led her to the small table in the foyer where I had placed a few NDAs for last minute guests. She signed without issue and left her cell phone in the depository and then I led her into the house where the others sat making conversation and sipping wine. She seemed relieved that everyone had their clothes on and I caught the sound of her relaxing breath. “Not what you expected?” I grinned.
“Thankfully, no.” She squeezed my hand and I brought her to the couch with me where Sylvie had made herself at home for the previous hour.
“Yet, you came.” I sat beside her with Sylvie to my right and she wasted no time introducing herself to Katherine.
“You’re a new face. I’m Sylvie, good to meet you.” There was more venom in her voice than honey and I imagined she’d have enough sense to be good considering she was already standing on shaky ground.
“I’m Katherine.” She gave her warmest smile and then glanced around the room as the others welcomed her. The men especially took interest and the women all but Sylvie kept a mature attitude.
Gregory, who was one of the oldest members and an old friend of mine, came over to greet her taking her by the hand and planting his lips across her soft knuckles. She blushed, and I knew it didn’t escape her that she was being sized up.
“I see you’ve been hoarding the good wine for yourself?” Greg lifted his glass but I knew damned well he meant Katherine.
“She’s simply an observer.” I said quietly. Greg’s gaze drank her in from head to toe and back again and then he stepped away and went to sit across the room.
Katherine stiffened beside me and then leaned in close until her breath was tickling my ear. “I know that woman, the one across the room in the blue.” My eyes searched out who she spoke of and I was surprised to see Willa sitting near Greg in a tight blue dress.
My curiosity was piqued especially since it was obvious that Willa hadn’t spoken to Katherine and now seemed to be trying to duck out of her line of sight. We weren’t a private group who wore masks, but other than our nondisclosure agreements, we really didn’t try to hide our identities. One person’s reputation was as valuable as the others as we were an elite group of people.
Katherine’s cheeks reddened. “I’m sorry, it’s probably bad form to admit that.”
“Not at all. I find it particularly interesting. How do you know her?”
“She’s the dean’s daughter at mine and Halle’s college. I’ve known her for years. She used to come to the school and try to get us to join her sorority.” She kept her voice low, but I could tell that Sylvie was on alert.
My blood turned cold. She was the snitch, it had to be. I’d turned Willa down because of her age, but she’d lied about knowing Halle. Something she’d been asked specifically, and now Halle would know that Katherine had attended my party too. Perhaps I could use that to my advantage, but only because my daughter would trust Katie over Willa any day of the week. I wondered how much the girl had blabbed. Her behavior was more toxic to our group than even Sylvie’s and this time there would be no reprieve. She was one of Greg’s invites, and I’d make sure before the next meeting, she was properly dealt with.
Greg tapped his glass moments later grabbing my attention. “It’s time we do a draw, so all of those who want to be in, now is the time.” He shook a large bowl that had been sitting in the middle of the room and Sylvie looked at me. I knew she was waiting to see what I was going to do and about that time Greg came to stand in front of me.
“I know the lady is only an observer this week, but do you want in the draw?” He cocked his brow and waited for my response.
“No, I’ll be sitting out to attend my guest.” I kept my eye on Willa as I spoke and her eyes widened and she shot a daggered look in my direction. It was a strange response for someone with no issues.
Sylvie swelled up beside me and tossed her coin into the dish. “I’m in this week.” She cut me a hard glare as if to wound me. She’d mistaken my kindness for caring. Another problem that needed solved.
Greg smiled as Sylvie joined and then made his way around the room until it was time to draw and then they paired off.
Sylvie ended up with Greg and flashed me a cold stare as she headed out with him. The other couples took their leave and I watched as Willa, our youngest participant, left with Xavier, our oldest. At sixty, he was almost as fit as I was and he was old enough to be her grandfather.
Two other pairs were chatting in the center of the room, trying to bargain a foursome, which was perfectly within our rules, as long as everyone agreed. The other group was our only threesome, since I’d sat out to be with Katherine, and they were giving us all an early preview of what was to come.
It wasn’t uncommon for a group to start things before they left and we never minded since we found it enticing. We were all exhibitionists in our own right, some more than others. Lana gripped Beau’s rigid cock through his pants and kissed Melissa who was purring like a kitten. I glanced over to see Katherine watching without emotion, as if she were a child looking into a fishbowl.
I smiled and leaned in closer to see things from her perspective and she giggled. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to gawk, it’s just fascinating that they are so free with it all.”
“It’s okay to watch. In case you haven’t noticed, they want you to see everything. And I’m sure if you wanted, they’d let you watch the entire act.”
She released a long breath. “I’ll pass, thanks.” She tugged at the front of her blouse and then shifted in her seat, turning to face me as she hooked her arm with mine. “This wasn’t half as naughty as I thought it would be.”
“Think of it as the social gathering where everyone has the same intentions of how the night will end. You won’t get that in any random bar, and besides, the drinks are free.”
“I guess I didn’t see it that way.” She turned to watch the trio who were now pawing their way into each other’s clothes. Beau had his hand working Melissa and I wondered how many fingers he’d put to use. “I’d guess it’s a much safer environment.”
“Much safer. And you’d not likely get this kind of floor show.” I smiled seeing her eyes widen even further as Lana took down Beau’s zipper. “We can step outside if you like. Go to a different room? I have a feeling things are about to be more to your original expectations in another few seconds.”
“Sounds like you might be right.” She stood and took my hand and as we stepped outside she walked over to the table where I’d been with Sylvie.
“Are you going to answer my burning question?” I stepped up behind her and rested my hands on her arms.
“I recognized her, you know. That Sylvie lady that introduced herself. She’s the one you had splayed out on this table.
“She is. Does it bother you?”
“No, not at all. And to answer your question I did think about it after.”
“And what did you do, Katherine, while you thought about it?”
“I found my release.” She stared deep into my eyes. “How about your limits, Mr. Roberts?” I closed the space and captured her lips as her arms went around my neck.
To hell with limits. I kissed down her throat and cupped her breast as I hitched her up against the table.
She glanced down to it and then met my eyes. “Will you walk me home?”
“Give me a moment to say goodbye to my guests?” She nodded and I led her inside to find that our trio was leaving and the foursome had come to an agreement.