Page 5 of Loving Her: The Kinky Affair

“What kind of club? What do they do?” I asked.

“It’s a club for people like us. I will not say more than that even though I know you are going to love everything that happens there,” she said confidently.

“Okay. But I can assure you that I will leave as soon as I don’t feel comfortable,” I said.

“Absolutely. Can I take you down tomorrow?” she asked.

I shrugged, and Samantha responded with a smile, “I will see you tomorrow.”

We ate more in silence, with me thinking about what the club was about and how to straighten relations with Kyle. But knowing Samantha to be full of surprises and a reliable partner, I had a sense of eagerness to be at the club. It would form a part of my last acts before Kyle took over again.

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Chapter Three

Everything about the Rainbow Club was about women expressing love to one another in a relaxed environment. I looked around, trying to take in the atmosphere in full when Samantha nudged me.

“The Rainbow Club gives members tips on how to take care of their bodies and avoid diseases. It is a total package at no cost,” Samantha said in glowing terms.

"I had a boyfriend, and we had sex before I discovered that he was not the right person for me," Samantha continued, “With this place, I have no worries about heartbreaks anymore or about not having a man to satisfy me.”

"Kyle hasn't infected me, and he satisfies me all the time," I said.

My comment didn’t go down well with Samantha, and she didn't hide her feelings, "So, what about giving you out to other men? Have you thought about how that diminishes your person? Kyle is not a good lover to you, and I need you to be objective to see that in him."

“Kyle has his faults, but I don’t think he is irredeemable. He has crossed the line, and that's why I brought you into my family. And I am already seeing changes in him," I said.

“You will only see in people what you set out to see in them. In your case, what you are seeing in Kyle is not what he is in reality,” Samantha said.

"Are we not saying the same thing, Samantha? I mean, you have chosen to see the bad in Kyle, but I have decided to see more of the good in him. We are on the same page, aren’t we?”

“Well, Andrea, you are right, but to an extent. Don't ignore the red flags that Kyle flies in front of you. I mean, he's got a huge dick, and he knows how to use it on you, but that shouldn't be enough for him to trade your pussy with his friends. Or do you enjoy these things?"

“How can you even ask me that? How would I have enjoyed those things and still sought your intervention?”

“Then, you should let me help you in full. Allow me to show you other ways you can have fun without having to rely on Kyle or his friends. That's why you invited me, and that's why I have brought you to the Rainbow Club.”

Samantha sure had a way with words and arguments. It was unbelievable how she had used my words to deconstruct my arguments, and now I had to do what she wished. Even though she initially agreed that my reasoning was right, I was now forced to accept that her argument was more plausible and should be held above mine.

“Fine, show me what you have in mind. But don’t forget that the idea is not to leave Kyle but to teach him a lesson, and it has worked so far,” I said.

Samantha seemed lost in thought for a while. All she did was observe me. I could feel her eyes moving from my chest to my lips, just as Kyle used to do when we first met, and he would follow it with the real thing. I felt Samantha was trying to arouse my emotions, and if that was her intention, then she succeeded.

“Don’t turn me on in public,” I said.

Smiling, Samantha said, “Let me show you what I have in mind. You will find this place irresistibly pleasing to your senses. Let’s go around the place.”

We got up to leave. Samantha held my hand like a jealous lover. I didn’t mind as I felt safe and comfortable with her, and I thought she had realized that too and was deliberate with the things she did to me.

“My boyfriend couldn’t do the things on offer here,” Samantha said.

"What are the things on offer here that made you leave your man? I will understand if you feel more comfortable with other women than making another man appear bad when he isn't," I said.

“You think I am making things up, don’t you?” she asked and chuckled and left my hand.

I looked at my hand, which was some seconds earlier safely locked in Samantha's. She noticed my gaze but didn't say anything about it. Then, she said, "You will soon see things for yourself, things that will blow your mind."

“I am ready to see them. But you should not forget that as much as I am comfortable with you, I am equally comfortable with having a cock screwing my pussy. That feels different always,” I responded.

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