Cami stopped laughing and looked between the two of them with a worried expression. Why was she so concerned about where they had met?
Understanding dawned. The woman was jealous.
“I've never fucked your men.”
“Oh good.” Jade blushed then smiled nervously. “Now I won't have to try and kill you.”
Diana laughed and leaned back. Did this woman realize how ridiculous her threat was? “Good to know.”
Cami clapped her hands and gave a little squeal. “Dark Secrets, th-that's the BDSM Club, isn’t it? Please tell me you t-tie up Highdive and make him kiss your boots. Because I will sooo hack their security feeds and get that footage.”
Diana shook her head. Her man may had proven earlier that he didn’t always have to be in complete control but the idea of him kissing her feet in submission was ridiculous.
“No. Sorry to disappoint you.”
“Well that is a bummer. T-Tek’s not really into the formal BDSM scene. I've been trying to get him to take me to the Club for a wh-while but so far it’s a no.”
Jade rolled her eyes. “Like the two of you need a Club. You just start scening wherever you are.”
“T-True, but I’ve heard they have some amazing equipment there,” Cami whined.
“Like Tek wouldn’t buy you whatever equipment you wanted to try out. Hell, you could buy it yourself if you wanted,” Jade said.
“True.”
Diana looked at Jade. “Will you be going to the Club with them now?”
The idea of being in a relationship with two men was strange to her. Having to deal with one was frustrating enough. But she was the last person to judge anyone on unusual partnerships.
Jade shook her head. “Unlike some people,” she looked over at Cami with a smile, “I like to keep things a little more private. Not that there's anything wrong with the Club. I mean… no offense.”
The woman looked horrified at the idea that she had just insulted her.
“No offense taken.”
The silence stretched uncomfortably. Diana wasn't good at the whole making friends thing. What did someone say to normal women? Her usual conversation topics wouldn't work with these women. The only woman she talked to was her sister. They discussed weapons and a shared hatred of their family.
Diana's training wouldn't help either. Knowing how to flatter men or deal with the lowest scum of the underworld wasn’t the same as talking to regular people. Should she compliment their clothes?
Cami broke the silence. “So... you and Highdive. You k-kinda did things backwards.”
“How do you mean?” Diana asked.
Jade shrugged. “I’m the newest Old Lady other than you. We all have pretty similar stories. We met one or more of the Brothers, got to know the Club. Received the ‘what it means to be an Old Lady’ speech from someone. Then get into some sort of trouble they have to save us from. Then become an Old Lady.”
Were these women trying to say she didn't belong because she wasn't like them? It was amazing how casually they seemed to accept needing to be rescued. But that would never be her.
If Diana was honest with herself it wasn't the physical safety she longed for but the mental ability to not always have to be 'on'. Oh, it was nice knowing there was someone who could if necessary. But she wanted a partner who would watch her back. One that not only let her relax but forced her to.
“And until th-this one here.” Cami jerked her thumb at Jade. “You fucked your man in front of at least five Br-Brothers.”
Jade rolled her eyes. “Sorry if I broke the streak.”
Exhibitionism wasn't her thing but it didn't worry her either. Diana and Highdive had had sex at the club multiple times and more than five people had been present so if that was a tradition it wouldn't be an issue.
“I’m sure at some point we’ll have sex in front of the Brothers.”
That was, if they were still together. Why did people get so uptight about sex? Highdive had shown her that with the right partner it was easy to forget you had an audience. Before him she hadn’t enjoyed sex in private or public and had faked her way to the finish. Now that she knew what good sex was like she would miss it if he didn’t pull his head out of his ass.