Page 3 of Voyeur

The woman with the fedora watched until the performer came. Then, she turned around, and Silver watched her tight little ass walk toward the door. Silver wanted to follow her out. She wanted to ask her why she’d come tonight; what scene she liked the most; and if Silver could fuck her hard up against a wall or, really, anywhere and anytime, but just do whatever the woman wanted. She didn’t, though. Instead, she went to the lighting crew when it was time and gave the nod. They flicked the lights to indicate that the night was over, and that was it. The guests began to leave; some talking in hushed tones and possibly about to go have sex with themselves or each other, and others – not saying a word.

“Hey,” Brandi said as she walked into Silver’s office after midnight.

“Hey. What did you think?” Silver asked her best friend of five years.

“Fuck.” The woman flopped down onto the futon sofa in Silver’s office at the back of the warehouse space. “Best orgasms of my life. No offense.”

“None taken,” Silver said with a laugh. “Where’s your better half?”

“Other half,” Brandi corrected. “She’s in the shower. She’ll be out in a minute, and we’ll go home. But fuck, Silver… This was the best night of my damn life. I’ve never come so hard before. It was like Devin was living out all her fantasies, too. Her mouth had never worked that hard, but it was so worth it. I’d invite you to come home with us because I’m sure your clit is rock-hard right now, and I’d take care of that for you, or Devin would, but we’re both exhausted. It’s the adrenaline, I think. I’m starting to crash. We’re going to hit up the diner first, though, if you want to grab some food.”

“I’m good here. I have some work to do, and I’ll be checking the reviews. Some should be coming in soon. Socials also need to be updated for the night owls since they’re part of our target market and I want to get them to come tomorrow night.”

“You’re totally going to get yourself off later, though, aren’t you?”

“Oh, definitely.” Silver nodded. “A few times, I think.”

“How was the turnout? We were a little too busy to notice.” Brandi smirked.

“Pretty good. Enough to break even for the whole weekend, from what I’ve seen, and we’ve two more shows to do. I knew the first one would be the least attended – or, at least, I’m hoping for that. If that’s the case, I was thinking we could make a regular thing out of this.”

“Regular? Like how?”

“Annually. Not weekly or monthly. That would cause it to lose the mystique I worked hard to create. Plus, we’d have to tear down the other exhibits every weekend or month, which would be a pain. I do think we can slot it in once a year and make the space for it. That’ll be especially true if we get more people here tomorrow and the next night. It would be one of our biggest shows of the year. It’s the most expensive, too, so that helps.”

“Hey,” Devin said as she walked into the office, closing the door behind her. “How’d we do?”

“Good,” Silver replied.

Devin wasn’t just one of the performers. She was also a part-time artist who worked regularly with the collective and had helped Silver put the show together. They’d spent months planning how to set everything up, what kind of things they wanted to show, and hiring performers.

“I’m wired,” Devin announced as she sat down next to Brandi. “Exhausted, but in that wired phase of it. I think the adrenaline kicked back in when I got out of the shower.”

“It did? I thought we were going to eat and home to sleep,” Brandi said as she placed a hand on Devin’s thigh.

“We were. And we still can. But you were talking about how Silver didn’t get to partake tonight and how she might need a little something to get her through.”

“I’m good.” Silver laughed. “But thanks for thinking of me.”

“Are you sure? Your place is closer. We could stay over.”

“Silver’s planning on taking care of herself tonight,” Brandi explained.

“I am. I have this new lube I want to try out on myself before I use it on anyone else, and I think the state of my body right now might make it the perfect night to try it.”

“Yeah? What’s it do?”

“It’s that new CBD stuff, with the highest amount I think they can legally put in it. Supposed to make everything more intense. And I have solid brick walls, so I’m looking forward to screaming my pleasure against them.”

“Fuck, Silver,” Brandi uttered, and her hand moved to Devin’s center, cupping her girlfriend over her sweatpants. “Say that again.”

“That I want to make my clit come so hard, I scream in pleasure?”

“Yes,” Brandi replied.

This time, her hand moved inside Devin’s pants and maybe Devin’s underwear, too, but Silver couldn’t see that.

“What will you use to do that?” Brandi asked her.

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