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Ch 2 The Club

Ch 2 The Club

by emmbailey2025
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By Emmeline Q. Bailey

She felt heat rush to her cheeks as his eyes met hers and he gave a thin, polite smile and said, "Good morning" and stepped aside to allow her off the elevator.

"Morning," she mumbled as she averted her gaze and quickly headed to her office. As she rounded the corner, she bumped right into Lizzie, sending files scattering to the ground.

"Grace! Watch where you're going!" Lizzie cried.

"I'm so sorry, Lizzie!" Grace apologized as she bent down to help gather all the files on the ground, "I don't know where my head is at this morning."

Lowering her voice, Lizzie said, "Colin sighting, huh? You're still blushing." She smiled knowingly.

Grace looked up sharply from the file folder on the ground, eyes wide as they met Lizzie's eyes. Lizzie just chuckled softly and scooped up the rest of the files. They both stood and Grace continued to her office with Lizzie following closely behind. Neither of them spoke until they got to Grace's office and Lizzie closed the door behind her.

"Did you finally say more than just 'good morning' to him?" Lizzie asked and, before Grace could answer, Lizzie went on, "You're blushing again."

With her cheeks on fire, she said "I don't see how this is any of your business!"

"Well I'm the only one who knows you're madly in love with Colin Gilmore so I think it's all of my business," Lizzie hissed.

Grace couldn't argue. She'd been at this firm for almost six months and still hadn't spoken to Colin. She had refrained because he'd made partner just after she'd started and now he seemed off limits.

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But she saw him as sex on a stick and clearly he was who she dreamt about.

"Lizzie, I don't know how I could possibly say anything to him now," Grace said as she blushed again.

"Gracie, you have to! It can't go on any longer than this!" Lizzie cried as a loud buzzing sound was heard by all.

"It's Bradford."

Lizzie was incredulous as she said, "Are you still involved with him?"

"Look, we have been together almost three months, it could be something!" said Grace, a futile statement.

"Let's just get through the day, OK?" Lizzie said as she swept out of Grace's office.

As Lizzie left, Grace looked to see what the message from Bradford was:

I wanna spice it up tonight, is that OK?

What on earth could he mean? It had been only 3mos, why would he feel it needed "spicing up?"

She decided not to dwell on it and responded "yes."

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Hours later, Bradford came to pick her up. Grace was still getting ready and let him in.

"My pet, you don't have to do all this to get ready," Bradford said

"Your what? I don't know that I like that, Brad. Could you help me with this necklace?" Grace asked.

She squared herself in the mirror and Bradford came up behind her to help put the necklace on. Grace leaned back into him and he placed a hand on her throat.

He said, "You know, let's really spice it up tonight."

Grace looked at him with her dark blue eyes wondering what he meant. The hand on her throat trailed down to her tits for a moment, but moved down to the edge of her dress.

She tensed for a moment as Bradford reached up to pull her panties down. He pulled her face close and said, "Let's spice it up tonight."

Grace still wasn't sure what that meant as Bradford slowly pulled her thong down. He looked deeply into her eyes as he pulled a mini bullet out along with the remote control.

Her breath hitched as she understood what he meant and she got excited thinking about how he could pleasure her at any moment while they were in public.

It was too easy for him to put the mini bullet inside of her since she had already gotten wet thinking about what the night held for them. She gazed up at him as he pulled the hem of her dress down. He told her they were going to dinner with a twist.

Her heart pounded thinking about how he could control her pleasure during dinner with just a touch of a button. A short ride later and they arrived at the place.

Walking up to the hostess stand, there was a large, glass fish bowl. Bradford dropped the remote for her mini bullet into it as he told the hostess that they had a reservation.

Panicked, Grace looked at the remote in the fish bowl then to Bradford with pleading eyes.

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