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We’re silently dancing around the elephant in the room.

Haruko.

The only woman we want to play with.

“You guys can go.” Elijah nods to me and Nick.

“What about you?” I ask him. “I don’t think brooding in your house is the right way to deal with your feelings.”

“How do you suggest I deal with them, then?” he asks defensively.

“I don’t know. Just probably not like that.”

The room is silent again as we continue to eat.

Then Nick says, “Why don’t we just try? Next week we’ll go. We’ll watch. We’ll see. Maybe you and I can do some stuff. Release a little tension,” he says, looking at me and then Elijah. “And maybe you can watch someone. There’s always at least one couple who wants a director. Maybe you’d find them.”

Elijah considers it for a moment, takes a sip of wine, then nods.

“Okay. You’re right. Let’s go Friday.”

“Cool,” I say and take a bite of my food.

Maybe if we go back to the club, play around a bit, we can try to get over the one woman on this earth we can’t have.

Chapter 4

Elijah

Parker and Nicholas thinktheir little plan will work. Like finding a replacement for an obsession is as easy as finding a new assistant. Finding a new assistant would be ten times easier than this to where they should do that instead.

Personally, I’m not convinced any woman would be like Haruko. They don’t believe it either, but will give it a try. The only reason I’m going is that there is a chance it’ll work. Plus, I like to watch. And it doesn’t matter who it is. I love watching people enjoy each other. Bring each other ecstasy. I love to watch a man’s handsgrip a woman’s thighs as he pounds into her. A woman grabbing onto her partner's hair and grinding her pussy against their face. The look of pure pleasure as they come.

I watch them in the corner, sometimes in the dark. They know I’m there and that’s what gets them off. They’re exhibitionists. I’m a voyeur. I’ve been looking for an exhibitionist partner. Parker and Nicholas are neither. They like to watch, but they also want to take part. Whenever we’ve played together, the three of us, I don’t join until the very end. I like the tease of looking but not touching.

Except with Haruko.

I can look at Haruko but I can’t touch. Not only is she my employee, but she’s also my best friend’s daughter. Simon and I have been friends for years, and I know how protective he is. Thankfully, he’s not so protective that she doesn’t have a life, but fuck knows what would happen if I showed up at his door to take Haruko on a date. Not to mention my two friends and co-workers who’d be joining me. We three share, even though we have our own things. That’s why finding a partner is hard and we just stick to nights at Club Sin, leaving it at that.

Something inside me pictures Haruko being the one—someone who could fit with our dynamic. Something about her eases us and the way she’s able to go with the flow without judgment and fear.

The other day I found out what kind of books she reads. I remember walking past her desk, seeing saw a book with threeguys and one woman on the cover. It was a poly romance, and it looked like it’d been read multiple times.

I was going to ask her about it, but then I got a call from Simon, and I was reminded of the reason I’ve been avoiding her, so I dropped it. But I still think about it. Hell, I even read the book and every other one in that series.

Just because we like her doesn’t mean she likes us back. I’m pretty sure Parker is in the friend zone and Nicholas doesn’t talk to her about anything but work or softball.

Which, by the way, how the fuck he became a coach on her team is a coincidence I’ll never understand. If anything, it’s a little comical that the guy trying his best to keep everything professional is in another position where he has to keep it professional. Meaning that even if she finds a new job, he’s still fucked as long as he’s the coach of the softball team she’s on.

It’s been a couple of hours since I left Parker and Nicholas’s place and I’m still thinking about us going to Club Sin soon. I toss and turn in bed, unable to get the images of Haruko with us at Club Sin out of my mind. I can imagine running my knuckles over her soft skin then lying her on the bed where Nicholas eats her out and Parker plays with her breasts.

I let the fantasy play in my head.

“Are you going to be a dirty girl for us?” I ask as I take a seat on the bed next to her. She’s already writhing with need. Panting.

She nods, and Nicholas peels her panties down her legs. He tosses them over his shoulder and dives back between her legs, gripping her thighs and pulling her close. Her soft mewls turn into louder groans as he hits a good spot with his tongue. Parker sits on his haunches at her head, leaning over her as he massages both her breasts, then he plays with her nipples. The pink nubs turn hard as he leans down and sucks them into his mouth. Haruko cries out and bucks against Nicholas’s face.

Back in the real world, I’ve wrapped my hand around my cock, stroking it slowly.

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