Page 82 of Once a Month

“What are you going to do once you have all that debt paid off?”

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“She means once you have it paid off, you don’t have to come here. We’ve talked about this before. Are you still going to come?”

“I don’t know.”

“Yes, you do,” she says, laughing a little. “You’re going to work these events as long as she’s coming to them, aren’t you?”

“Why not? At first, I was worried and slightly terrified, but I’m getting paid to have sex with an amazing woman who just does things to me. So, why should I stop?”

“What happens when you want her for more than once a month?”

I already do, I think to myself.

“My love, let her off the hook. She’s got a big night ahead of her, apparently; special accommodations have been made.”

“Think she ordered her a sex swing,” my friend offers, and I burst out laughing.

“I hope not,” I say.

“Why? They’re not bad.”

“I’ve never tried one,” I say.

“Oh, now there’s an idea,” she says, looking me up and down. “Your sexy body in that thing, and the two of us get to–”

“She’s here,” I say, looking up and seeing her. Then, I squint. “She’s talking to that member.”

My friend turns around and says, “So?”

“So, that’s the one she was with,” I remind her. “Twice.”

“Oh, right. So?” she repeated.

“She’s jealous, babe.”

“I’m not jealous. I just–”

“Don’t want her to use those special accommodations on that woman and the other woman she’s always with,” she interrupts.

“Right,” I say, watching the two women talk to one another. “Since she’s been with them already… Do you think she wants them to be with us tonight? Could that be the accommodation?”

“The other member would have to be okay with it,” my friend tells me.

“She probably would be,” I say. “I’ve got to go. I’ll see you guys later.”

I walk over to them, and she looks up at me. She greets me with a smile that makes me feel hopeful, but I’m still wondering if she plans on anyone else joining us – I really wanted it to just be us tonight.

“Hi,” I say, handing her the drink. “I hope this is okay.”

“It’s perfect. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” I say. “So, I hear there’s a room reserved for us tonight.”

“There is, yes.”

I look over at the woman next to her and say, “Is it for all of us or–”

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