I stared at the empty suitcase trying to decide what to pack. What did one wear for two days at a sex party? Lingerie? Leather? Perhaps nothing at all. I decided to pack as if I were going away for a romantic weekend and put in a couple of normal outfits and a few teddies. The corset, I decided, would be worn when I went to meet Brad at his home. The phone rang just as I finished packing my toiletries for the trip.
"Hi Joni." It was Allison sounding cheerful as usual. I had been trying to reach her for two days.
"There you are. Where have you been?"
"Sorry, I was down in Vegas for a convention. What a wild town."
"So I've heard." I closed the suitcase and sat on the bed next to it.
"What's up?"
"Well…" I hesitated. "I have a favor to ask of you."
"Sure, what?"
"I'm going out of town this weekend… and…" I wasn't sure how to tell her, or that I even wanted to tell her. But my biggest fear was that she would call while I was gone. "… and I'm kind of going out of town with you."
"What?" She was obviously confused.
"I told Mark that I was going out of town with you."
There was a short pause while it sunk in. "Oh…," she chuckled. "And where are we going if I might ask?"
"Um… to a health spa up in Sonoma."
"Lovely," she cooed. "And when are we leaving?"
"Tomorrow afternoon."
"For how many days?"
"We're coming back Sunday night."
"Wow, a whole weekend huh?" She sounded almost stunned.
"I'm sorry Allison," I sighed. "I didn't know what else to tell Mark. I wouldn't have even told you, but I was afraid you might call me this weekend."
"That's okay… really. I'm just surprised you're doing it."
I wondered what she meant by 'doing it'. Suddenly I felt like I was a teenager again talking about 'doing it' for the first time.
"So where are you really going?" she asked.
"Well, actually I'm going up to Sonoma."
"No way!"
"But not to a health spa," I quickly explained. "Brad's taking me to a private party at a home of a friend for the weekend."
"A whole weekend party?" she prodded. "Come on, spill the beans."
"I met the man who owns the estate last week at Brad's house. He seems like a nice guy."
"Some how I don't think this is croquet on the lawn kind of party."
"I doubt it," I laughed. "But who knows. Maybe if I wore a corset."
"Oh God, Jamie… are you serious? Are you going to a play party?"
"I don't know," I sighed. "What the hell is a play party?"
"You know…," she stopped for a minute to find the words. "A group of Doms and subs hanging out playing together."
"Maybe… I guess."
"Joni, are you sure you're ready for this… whatever it is?" I wondered if I had told her too much. I wasn't even sure myself that I should be going, but I always came back to the same conclusion. I trusted Brad.
"Brad said he was taking me to just observe," I assured her. "I won't do anything I don't want to do."
"So how are things going between you two?" Suddenly her voice was low and seductive.
"Oh God… This is so crazy, Allison. He makes me so… hot. I feel like I'm going through puberty again." She laughed as I continued. "And you were right about the spanking."
"He didn't!" she gasped.
"Yes, he did… and it was all your fault."
"My fault? What did I have to do with this?"
"Well, it kind of came up after our lunch. I told him a little bit about your story of the guy spanking you, and then we had this little disagreement about something, and the next thing I knew… I was flung over his lap."
"Oh God, you're kidding?"
"No."
"So?"
"So what?"
"So did you like it?" I could hear the grin in her voice.
"Am I perverted if I say, yes?"
"No, you're not perverted, Joni."
"I loved it."
"Bet you'll be a naughty girl more often now," she teased.
"No doubt."
Allison sighed deeply and then remained quiet. On one hand, it seemed odd sharing my little secret with her, but I was grateful to be able to talk about it with someone… especially someone who had experienced similar things.
"What are you thinking?" I finally asked.
"I was thinking how much I wished I was going with you."
"Really? Why?"
"I went to a few play parties with James, the Dom I told you about. They were wild. Maybe it's just this recent trip to Vegas that's made me miss my wild life."
"Well, I could ask Brad if you could join us."
A nervous laugh escaped her. "I don't want to be third wheel… besides, sometimes it's easier to be wild when there's no one around that you know."
She had a point. I couldn't imagine her watching me flung over Brad's lap or on my knees servicing him. But then again, I couldn't imagine anyone watching that. And yet Warren had watched and it only intensified the excitement.
"I know what you mean. But it would also be nice having someone around that I knew… and then I wouldn't really be lying to Mark."
"Oh well, there you go," she laughed. "A fine reason to bring me along."
"Well, I'll mention it to Brad and let you know."
"Oh, now you've got me all nervous. Stop it!"
"Let me call you back after I talk with him." I was already plotting out my conversation with Brad in my mind. Maybe he would even like to go with two women. But then, he didn't even know Allison.
I found his card in my wallet and dialed the number. He answered it on the third ring.
"Hi Brad. It's Joni."
He sounded surprised to hear my voice. "What a pleasant surprise. Is everything okay?"
"Yes, fine. In fact I was just packing for the weekend. I wasn't sure what I should bring in the way of clothing."
He chuckled softly and paused for a moment. "I wouldn't worry too much about it. If I don't like what you bring, you'll just have to run around naked."
I was glad to find him in such a playful mood. "Hmm… perhaps I shall pack my old rags then."
"Please do."
"Actually, I had another topic to discuss with you."
"I figured as much. Somehow you seem quite capable of planning your wardrobe."
"Yes, well… you remember me mentioning my friend Allison to you?"
"The one who inspired that great puddle from her spanking story?"
"Yes, her." I grinned and continued. "I was just telling her about our plans for the weekend."
"Really?"
Again I wondered if it bothered him that I told her about our relationship.
"Well… I told my husband that I was going out of town with her, so I didn't want her calling the house."
"Ah…"
"Anyway…" I continued. "She was saying how much she wished she could go and how she misses … dominant men."
"And?" Brad was prodding me to go on.
"Well, I thought I would ask what you thought about it. Would you like to take another guest?"
"What do you think about it?"
I was surprised by his question.
"What do you mean?"
"It's not a trick question, Joni. What do you think about her being there all weekend? Would you feel comfortable?"
"Well, in some ways I might feel more inhibited with her there, but then Allison has really helped to make this all seem less crazy to me."
"What do you mean?"
"She's helped me to realize that I'm not the only woman who likes to be submissive."
"Hardly."
"Well, I just thought I would mention it… in case they were looking for more women."
"You mean, submissive women."
"Well, off course."
"Well, not all women are submissive. And," he continued, "not all submissives are women."
I hadn't really thought of that possibility. "Oh.. well, yes, that's what I meant."
"Let me think about this Joni and perhaps check with Warren about his other guests. Believe it or not, I plan to have my hands quite full with you."
"I'm not that bad, am I?" My voice was seductively teasing.
"Yes, you are," confirmed Brad. "And I love it. Is there any way that I can meet your friend, Joni? It's quite difficult to recommend someone I've never met."
"Sure, would you like her phone number?"
"Actually, why don't you have her come by my house this evening at seven. I'll be home then and will have some time."
Suddenly I felt jealous that he would meet her at his house without me there. It felt like my territory. He felt like my territory… and I was his territory. Would he dom her too? Maybe inviting her was the wrong thing to do. What if he chose to have other women at the party? He wasn't mine. It wasn't like we were married.
"I see by your silence that I've hit a button."
"I guess I don't think about you being with other women when I'm not with you… naive of me, I know."
"And I don't think about you being with your husband when you're not with me."
Touché.
"We'll talk about this more on the way to Warren's on Friday," he assured me. "But for now, suffice to know that I will in no way seduce your friend Allison when she comes to my house."
I smiled, appreciating his ability to understand me even better than myself.
"Okay, I'll give Allison the message."
"See you tomorrow at noon?" he confirmed.
"Yes."
"Okay, go pack your rags."
I laughed and quickly dialed Allison's number. I knew she would freak as soon as I told her.
"He what?" she squealed.
"He wants you to come by his house tonight so that he can meet you. He said he would feel awkward inviting someone he didn't even know."
"Oh Christ, tonight?" I could hear her pacing the floor. "Why did I open my mouth and say I wanted to go?"
"Because you do, Allison." I laughed out loud at her hysterics. "Look, just go meet him. He promised me that he won't seduce you in the slightest way."
"That doesn't sound very Dom of him," she said sarcastically.
"Well, I kind of froze when he told me to have you come by. I got all these jealous feelings… like he was mine. See what I mean? He makes me crazy."
"I'll go by and meet him, Joni, if for no other reason than to figure out who this man is that has you acting like a school girl."
"Call me afterwards if it's not too late. I want to hear what you think of him."
She agreed and I gave her Brad's address before hanging up.
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