Page 40 of Seduced at Stevens Street
“You should be receiving an email from the club in the next couple of days with the necessary forms to become a member. You will need to complete it and return it before I am able to take you back to the club.”
She nods, and we continue to the apartment in silence.
When we arrive at the apartment, I walk around and gently help her out of the truck. I walk her to the door and then give her a long kiss. She smiles at me and then unlocks the door and disappears behind it.
Gia
As I make my way to my room, tonight’s events play through my head. First and foremost, I am a submissive. Of that, I am positive. The way my body responded to everything Logan subjected it to was amazing and freeing. The outfit he purchased for me was the sexiest thing I have ever worn, and he made me feel sexy and cherished tonight. I can’t wait until the next time we get together at the club. It is unfortunate that of all the people to run into tonight, it had to be Susan. I am hoping that she really doesn’t start any shit at the gym. I would hate to lose a great yoga instructor.
My phone dings, and I see that I have a new email. The email is from The Velvet Playroom and contains the application that Logan told me about on the ride home that will need to be completed in order for the two of us to be at the club. I am too tired to complete it; tomorrow is another day.
After taking a shower, I slip into some silky boy shorts and a tank top and crawl underneath the covers and close my eyes. Before I know it, my alarm goes off, and I groan, wanting to sleep just a bit longer. Unfortunately, I have a 6:00 a.m. class. I walk into the kitchen. Sara is up and drinking a cup of coffee. I grab my favorite mug from the cabinet and pour my coffee and join Sara at the table.
“So, did you have a good evening last night?”
“It was an amazing evening, and you are so wrong about Logan. He is the most amazing man I have ever met.”
“Where did he take you last night?”
Sara and I have never had secrets from each other, and I don’t plan on starting now. She needs to know, and I bet this won’t help Logan’s defense, but I need to tell her. “He took me to a club. But it isn’t a club that you have been to.”
“Oh, is there a new club in town?”
“Not really; apparently, it has been around a while, but it is very exclusive.”
“Tell me more; how exciting! An exclusive club in our area, who knew. Apparently, I haven’t been hanging with the right people.”
I smile and take a deep breath. “Sara, have you ever wondered about the BDSM lifestyle?”
Her eyes grow huge, and then an enormous smile appears on her face. “Are you fucking kidding me? All the time. Are you saying that Logan is into that lifestyle? I am 100% positive he is a Dom. Am I right?”
I can’t believe how accepting Sara is about this. “Yes, and I found out that I am a Submissive, and last night was amazing.”
“Holy Shit Gia, tell me everything and don’t leave out any details.”
After telling her everything that went down last night, including my run-in with Susan, Sara comes over and gives me a huge hug. This completely stuns me. I thought she would bitch and shout about this, but she is so accepting. I hug her back, and we discuss the day ahead. She tells me she can’t make my 6:00 a.m. class this morning as she already made plans to have breakfast with her co-workers. They have a pending presentation, and every hour counts.
When I arrive at the gym, the weight room is busy with various extremely well-built men, all showing off their muscles for the skimpy-clad ladies. Sometimes I wonder if they are just there to find a husband, but whatever, I don’t have time to dwell on this.
After putting my stuff away, I stop by Kenzie’s office, and she said the apartment is ready and I can move in at any time. I thank her and make a mental note to talk to Logan to get some coordination of help to move me in.
My first class is busy; I think every mat area was being used. It felt good to stretch my muscles after last night’s activities. As I think of last night, a huge smile comes over my face. And just like that, it vanishes as Susan appears in front of me. I was going to try to get out of the studio before she started her class, but no such luck.
“Good morning, Gia. How was your evening?” she asks sarcastically.
“I had a wonderful evening, Susan, thanks for asking. Have a great class.” With that, I walked out of the studio. I don’t have time for her drama.
Susan’s students start to file in, so she has no choice but to stay and chit chat with the early arrivals. As I look over my shoulder, I feel daggers going into my back with the cold, black stare she is giving me. I think I need a bit more information from Logan about their relationship, so I know how to handle myself around Susan.
And as if by magic, Logan appears in front of me. “Hello Beautiful, did you sleep well last night?"
“As a matter of fact, I slept amazingly well. Thank goodness I had a 6:00 a.m. class today, I need to do some stretching after my evening.”
“Hey, Kenzie told me that our apartments are ready. What day are you wanting to move in? I have Mario, Marco and Tony willing to help.”
“Awesome, but I don’t know Tony. Is he a member here?”
“He is, he usually comes in the evening. He is a trauma Counselor, and a member of The Velvet Playroom.”
