“None of the men in the club disrespect the women there. Yes, we share a highly sexual relationship that I admit. We enjoy each other not only as sexual companions, but share friendships. None of us want a typical relationship. We are not ashamed of our lifestyle and don’t feel the need to explain it to strangers. To enter our club is a choice both the men and the women freely make. Especially the women we do not recruit. The women all seek entrance on their own. None of them are forced to be there; in fact many of the women have been lower members of the club for years performing many jobs that benefit the club.”
Before Beth could jump in and say “blowjobs," Razer shook his head as if reading her mind. “No, relaying messages, accounting, taking messages, delivering messages and yes, providing sex. If they don’t want to stay, they leave, but we have rules for them to become members to make sure it’s the type of life they want and no one is coercing them into anything they are not comfortable doing.”
“I can’t handle a man going from woman to woman," Beth stated. “Sex has to mean something to me," Beth confessed. “I know it’s old fashioned.”
“Not old-fashioned, sweet. But Beth, I have to be honest, my dick doesn’t have a woman’s name on it and it won’t ever. I like sex and enjoy a variety of partners. I practice safe sex and the others in the house do too, it’s a hard rule. Anyone caught not doing so leaves the club. On the other hand, I can understand and respect your views on sex. Can’t you do the same? I am not asking you to have sex tonight or introduce you to a threesome," he teased at her shocked expression. “But we could see where this attraction goes, maybe draw closer and have a little fun or be able to move on with it out of our systems."
He took her hand lying on the table and gave it a tight squeeze.
“I have been seeing Pastor Dean.”
“I know and I talked to him. He was going to talk to you tonight, but I decided to do it for him.”
“You didn’t want me talking to him, yet you freely admit to having unlimited sex. You’re unbelievable.”
“We don’t share outside the club. It’s a rule.” He explained patiently.
“The club rules don’t matter to me.”
“I hope someday they will.” Razer forestalled her sharp reply. “That’s an argument for another day, one that in all probability will never come. Right now, tonight I just want us to agree that you’ll give me another chance.”
Beth sat there sick to her stomach at the temptation in front of her. She would never be able to handle his lifestyle. The thought of him with other women made her ill. Unlike last time, Beth was smart enough to realize that he was going to be with other women, whether he was with her or not. Even though they had not been together, it hadn’t hurt any less over the last nine months. Every night as she lay in bed with her burning body driving her insane, she knew he was fucking numerous women without a thought of her in his mind. The only consolation she had was that Razer hadn’t been able to forget her either or he wouldn’t be here now. Beth knew it would be wrong to go to a man of Dean’s caliber with her body on fire for another. She made the decision that she knew deep in her heart she would regret, but would not back away from like a coward. She was going to let Razer into her life.
God help her.
Chapter 9
Beth handed Evie her paycheck.
“I can give you more hours next week if you need them, but it would be only temporary. Mrs. Rogers fell and broke her hip. She wants to hire us for two weeks until her daughter can quit her job and move down here permanently.”
“That would be cool. The guys will be out of town for a few weeks. Beats sitting around the house bored.”
Beth began clearing the cluttered paperwork at her desk. She and Evie had been going over the clients’ files. Beth didn’t respond. She had not mentioned Razer and her unexpected dinner last evening. Beth had told him that she would think about their talk and then decide what was best for the both of them. He hadn’t pressured her for a firm answer, seemingly content that at least Beth was considering seeing him again.
“Got plans this weekend?” Evie asked, drawing her mind back into the conversation.
“No, just paperwork that keeps piling up.”
“The girls and I are going to party at Rosie’s. I would really like for you to join us,” she ventured hesitantly.
“I really need to get that paperwork done.”
“The guys won’t be there, they are leaving tonight. Sam won’t either, without the guys, she’s not interested. It’s my birthday and I would really like you come” Evie pleaded.
Beth knew she couldn’t refuse Evie’s sincere request. They had become friends over the last few months and she didn’t want to seem churlish by refusing.
“Ok, I’ll be there. What time?”
“I can pick you up.”
“I have to help Mrs. Rogers get settled in at home, she’s getting released in the afternoon. But a neighbor will spend the night. I’ll take my clothes and get changed there, then drive to the club.
Evie reached out and gave Beth an enthusiastic hug. “We’ll have a great time. You’ll see.”
“I know we will.” Laughing at an obviously excited Evie, Beth went to her closet and took a package from the shelf before closing the door, handing it to an obviously surprised Evie.
“You knew it was my birthday tomorrow?”