Page 94 of Vows In Corruption

“There are different types of clubs that don’t have people grinding on you.” I throw out, one club already coming to mind.

She gives me a spectacle look. “Really?”

“Yeah, my friend owes one. It’s called Perversa. It’s more performances in private rooms than lap dances and throwing money around.”

Her faces changes when I mention the club’s name and in a weird way.

“I’ve heard of Perversa. I actually was thinking about applying there before I got hired at Lane Enterprises.”

I don’t know why but knowing that she was thinking about apply for a job at Perversa angers me. Dante takes care of all of his employees, going above and beyond for them, protecting them with top of the line security and even giving them a place to live. So I know if Ella had applied and gotten the job, Dante would have looked after her. What angers me is the fact that she would have been dancing for random people, showing her body. That should be for my eyes only.

You’re getting angry over a damn possibility that didn’t become reality.

Right.

I guess it’s safe to say that my wife drives me crazy, even if this marriage is only for personal gain.

“If you want to, I’ll take you and show you what it’s all about. Give you the whole member experience.”

Given the look she gave me earlier, the way she beams at my suggestion takes me by surprise.

“That sounds like fun.”

“I’ll arrange it when we get home.”

I’m reward with a smile and then we go back to the game. For the next twenty minutes, we throw never have I evers to each other. Some lead to both of us eating ice cream and champagne or one of diving into the stories of our haves.

This may have started out a just a drinking game to pass the time, but it has turned into a nice way of getting to know Ella in a natural way, not because I had a mafia boss look her up.

There are things that I would have never known just by simply getting a background check on her. Like what she just said about sexual experience.

“I’m sorry. Can you repeat that?” I ask, feeling a little bewildered. If I had taken a drink, I would have spit it out as soon as she spoke.

With a full blush on her chest and face, Ella repeats her never have I ever.

“I’ve never done anything kinky during sex.”

“Like?”

Her blush gets deeper and for a second I think she is going to cower away but she doesn’t.

“Like wax play.”

That’s very specific. I was half expecting her to say something like getting tied up or blindfolded. Wax play wasn’t even if the top ten of possibilities.

Even though it wasn’t a possibility, the image of Ella tied to a bed, with a blind fold over her eyes and wax over her pussy and nipples pops into my head. My dick goes hard imagining it and the more I see the more I’m hungry for it.

Have I ever experimented with wax play before? No but I wouldn’t be up to try it.

I clear my head of all sexual thoughts the words “wax play” by clearing my throat before responding.

“Have you been curios about wax play or is it just the first thing that came to mind?”Have I ever experimented with wax play before? No but I would be up to try it.

Ella looks down at her bowl as she responds. “It’s a very new curiosity.”

I don’t even think before I speak. “How new?”

My wife bites down on her bottom lip and looks at me as she responds. “I started thinking about it last week.”

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