Submission: Guilty Pleasures #3 (BBW Erotic Romance) Read Free Page A

once again breathe.
    “For as long as I’ve worked with
Chase at the club... hell, even before that, he’s always had a revolving door on
his bedroom. He’d bring women to his club, show them off, take them back to wherever
he takes them and...before you know it, they’d be gone. Next night, a new girl,
same routine. I felt sorry for some of them...they were pretty taken by him. Some
knew the game though and played along and those that didn’t learned all too
quickly that Chase wasn’t the kind of man that would let women fall in love
with him.”
    Stacy cocked her head again,
considering me in the bright fluorescent light of the diner.
    “But you...he was different with you
from the minute I saw you two together. He treats you like you really mean
something to him, not like just another girl that he’s hooking up with for the
night. For one thing, he introduced me to you.”
    Stacy pushed her empty plate away.
“I like seeing him like this. You’re really good for him.”
    I didn’t know what to say. There
was a voice in the back of my mind telling me something wasn’t adding up here,
but I couldn’t put my finger on it. Stacy interrupted my thoughts.
    “How did you meet Chase?”
    Hadn’t she seen me with Jake?
    I thought back to that night we
first met, when Jake had brought me to the club. I didn’t remember seeing
Stacy. But I’d been so focused and incredibly nervous on being in a submissive
role with Jake, then meeting Chase for the first time and the prospect of a
public session with a stranger, I could have missed seeing almost anyone.
    “I first came to the club with Jake,
as his submissive. Chase...did some rope work with me in a session.” I wasn’t
sure how far to go into detail with Stacy. I figured she would get the general
idea without me having to spell it out.
    It was her turn for her eyes to go
wide. “You’re that woman?”
    I scowled. “What ‘woman’?”
    Stacy burst into sudden laughter.
“You have a reputation. I only heard about the session after it was done. I
didn’t get to actually see it.  Chase had asked me to keep an eye on the
club that night, that he had guests that he wanted to spend time with. 
So, I was back in the private rooms with our regular clients. I had heard later
that Chase had a wild session and that it was just amazing.”
    My frown must have deepened. I
wasn’t sure where this was going.
    “It’s okay. Don’t look so shocked.
It’s just that every once in a while a session gains a kind of mythic
status...yours is one of them. And especially if Chase is involved. He doesn’t do
many sessions anymore. I’d heard he’d done some fantastic knot work and your reaction;
well...it was pretty intense by all accounts. You went off somewhere we all wish
we could go. I’m sorry I missed it.”
    I felt a flush creeping up my
cheeks. I knew darned well the session was public, but I’d been so focused on
Chase and his knots I’d almost forgotten I had an audience.
    Stacy gave me a sympathetic smile.
“Don’t worry...it’s okay. It’s what we want to have happen in the club...it’s good
for business.”
    The waitress arrived with the
checks. “Sorry if that sounded a little cold...I get into business mode sometimes
without thinking of how it comes across. But the energy from a session like
that just buzzes through the whole place. You know; I was there when you saw
Jane and you had quite a reaction.”
    I blushed again.
    She winked. “It’s okay, it’s all
so intense. Not exactly something you experience every day, you know?” With one
quick gesture, she grabbed both checks.
    ––––––––
    S tacy had given me a number where
I could try to reach Jane. I gave it a day, thinking about what I wanted to say
to her so that I didn’t sound like a maniac or scare her off. It was after
dinner when I finally punched the number into the phone, my heart beating in an
erratic little dance in my chest.
    The phone rang for a long time and
I