Page 13 of First Time

I fan myself with my hand. “If Brent’s a virgin and he gets a taste of what being with a woman is like, there is no doubt he’ll be all up for round two. Maybe even three or four. I would be more than happy to teach him a few things.”

There’s no one in the hallway, but Christy moves closer, her voice just above a whisper. “You know, you can always request a virgin for the Dark Room. There are a few I know of. It seems like it’s something you might be interested in.”

Being with a man who hasn’t slept with someone is intriguing, but if there are male virgins in their late twenties and older, there has to be something wrong with them. Then again, Brent could seriously still be a virgin. I noticed the way he acted in the club, at how nervous he was to stare at all the bare flesh walking past him. His family are very religious, just like mine. I, on the other hand, wanted to get away from all of that. I have my faith, and I fully believe I’m a good person; I’m just not the type to walk around like I’m holier than thou.

“Have you seen these so-called virgins?” I inquire.

Christy smirks. “I have. And you’ve seen a lot of our male members in the club. They’re all pretty damn hot if you ask me. I would never do you wrong.”

Am I seriously going to do this? I think I’m the only employee of Society X who hasn’t partaken in one of the sex rooms. In a way, I am a virgin.

“Okay,” I give in, squeezing my eyes shut. “I want to try the Dark Room.”

Christy squeals and flings her arms around my neck. “You won’t be disappointed.” She lets me go quickly and takes my purse, nudging me toward the door at the end of the hallway that leads back into the main club. “I’ll hold your stuff since you’re not allowed to have your phone in the club. I talked to Jared a few minutes ago; he should still be there. Go find him and get scheduled up.”

My pulse races as I leave her and walk into the main part of the club. There are so many people around, but I spot Jared almost immediately. He’s so tall that he towers over almost everyone. He turns around before I can even tap his shoulder.

“Hey,” he says, smiling curiously at me. “Are my eyes deceiving me? I don’t think you’ve ever sought me out before.”

Rolling my eyes, I clutch his wrist and nod toward the exit. “I haven’t. Now let’s go somewhere and talk before I change my mind.”

Jared and I leave the main club and head back to the administrative wing of the building. Christy is still waiting for me and hands me my purse before giving Jared a wink and strolling away.

He takes me into the same room where I filled out all my paperwork to become an employee of Society X. Jared sits down on the other side of the desk, his blue eyes crinkling around the edges from smiling.

“You’re nervous, aren’t you?”

I can feel a bead of sweat drip down my back. “A little,” I confess.

How could I not be? I’m about to schedule a sex date in the Dark Room. Never in my wildest dreams growing up did I imagine there was such a place like Society X.

“But I’m ready,” I add confidently.

Jared turns to his computer and chuckles. “It’s about time. I’m assuming you want the Dark Room?” He glances over at me, and I reply with a nod. His fingers work quickly over the keys. “What are your requirements for a partner? I know you won’t be able to see him, but I can put you with someone who will take control . . . or someone who you can take control of?” He shrugs and opens his arms wide. “Anything you ask for, you’ll get. I can assure you of that.”

“All right,” I say, leaning back in my chair with excitement bubbling through my chest. I envision Brent in my head and the words just leave my lips. “I want someone inexperienced, someone I can have my way with.”

Jared’s eyes widen. “Wow. So, you want a virgin? We have a couple of them in our database. No one has requested them yet. Most women want experienced men who know what they’re doing.”

“That may be true, but I want to see what it’s like to be the one in control.” Jared turns back to his computer, his eyes twinkling with delight. “I think I have the perfect guy for you. How does tomorrow night at nine o’clock sound? I see you have the rest of the weekend off.”

Tomorrow night? The anticipation trembles through me, and I have to catch my breath.

“Tomorrow sounds great,” I answer.

Jared finishes on the computer and stands. “Do you want me to walk you through everything?”

Shaking my head, I get to my feet. “No, I remember how it works.”

He flourishes a hand toward the door. “Well, then, I’ll see you tomorrow night.”

We say our goodbyes and I exit the building to the back parking lot. Once in my car, I pull out my phone and blow out a slow breath. I read Brent’s text again and smile.

Me: Hey Brent! I would love to see you again. I’m busy tomorrow night, but we could meet for lunch! Does that work?

I start up my car and before I can drive away, he texts back.

Brent: That works! I’ll call you in the morning and work out all the details. Can’t wait to see you again.

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