The Pleasure Room (23 page)

“Did you ever hear back from that guy?” Allison asked.

A light bulb lit up inside Felicity's brain and she turned around in her chair facing her friend.

“Allie, remember how I said you were my bestest friend in the whole wide world?” Felicity asked in her sweetest voice.

“Oh shit,” Allison said, hazel eyes widening. “I knew that was going to come back and bite me in the ass.”

 “I wouldn't ask if I really, really, I mean,
really
didn't need your help,” Felicity begged.

“What do you want me to do?” Allison asked, eyebrows raised.

“I think I convinced my source to work with me partway. She's going to leave the door open while she's in there with him. He doesn't have any guards watching, so it'll be easy entry.”

“Uh huh, and what happened to my idea about the hidden cameras?”

“He scans the room for those things even before he enters. So it's a no go.”

“Jesus Christ, I'm almost afraid to imagine just what the hell his ass is doing behind closed doors,” Allison remarked.

Felicity's eyes bucked a bit as she looked off to the side. She knew a little something about the mayor's sexual habits, more than she cared to, actually. “Yeah, you
don't
want to know,” she said.

“So where do I fit in?” Allison asked.

“I need you to take the pictures.”

“What?!” Allison exclaimed. “Hell naw!”

“Shhhh, keep your voice down, damn.” Felicity motioned with her hands to the effect.

“Hell. Naw,” Allison whispered. “That's what I get for being friends with your crazy white ass.”

“Girl, you know I wouldn't ask if--”

“Yeah, yeah, I heard your goofy ass the first time. Why can't you do it. You're already a member and all that? Plus, it's your story. I never volunteered to go undercover. Fuck that.”

“That's the problem. They already know me pretty well there.”

“So?”

“I can't risk it now.”

“Yeah, but once you get the information and photos you need, you ain't got to go back to that motherfucker again. So who gives a fuck if they get pissed at you and revoke your membership card?” Allison asked, still confused as to why her best friend was trying to drag her into her scheme.

“I do, okay!” Felicity fussed then slouched back in her chair.

“Wait, hold on and back the fuck up... all the way up. Come again?”

Felicity looked at her friend, hand gestures and facial expressions and all and knew more would follow after she revealed the truth.

“I've been lying to you for weeks now about me and that club.”

“Oooooh, I knew it! I knew it!” Allison said, her face contorted in her
I knew something was up
expression. “Your ass kept blowing me off too much. I knew that club was getting to you. Ooooh, you're freaky.”

Felicity huffed. “See, that's why I didn't want to tell  you.”

Allison smacked her lips. “Bitch, calm down. I still love you, with your freaky ass. Mmmph, so what are you in to. Just watching or do you like getting spanked, too?”

“Both.”

“Oooh, skank!” Allison said with wicked glee.

“Alistair really knows what he's doing,” Felicity said, smiling lustfully.

“That's his name?!” Allison asked, shocked. “Alistair?”

Felicity's face froze, her eyes darting from left to right.

“Ooh, tell me more,” Allison prodded. “I think if my BFF was willing to blow my ass off for this guy, I need to know a little bit more about him. It's BFF code and you've been in egregious violation, hussy.”

Felicity rolled her eyes. “His name is Alistair... wait... Sir Alistair Montgomery-Piers.”

“He's British? Oh shit, look at you, bumping kinky uglies with some upper crust British-Knighted dude.”

“Oh my god, shut up. You are so full of shit,” Felicity said, laughing aloud at her friend.

“So, what does he look like? Is he fine?”

Felicity sighed. “He's freakin gorgeous! Mid-thirties, with a body that Michelangelo’s
David
would envy.”

“Yeah, what about his dick, how big is it?”

Felicity scoffed. “Crude much?”

“Don't act all shy now, Ms. Sex-Club-O-Maniac. Is he packing?”

Felicity's smile turned very coy. “Let's just say that he was blessed by the gods...all of them.”

“Damn! Okay. I'm starting to get why you've been blowing me off, even though you're a bogus-ass bitch for doing it,” Allison said, snapping her fingers at her.

“We sort of have this arrangement. I don't want to get into it really, though.”

“Hey, that's fine with me. I'm not sure I
want
to hear all of it.”

“You're really okay with me, you know, being into it?”

“It's your thing. It ain't hurting me that you like being tied up and spanked by some leather daddy,”  Allison said with a giggle.

“Well, he busts the leather out on special occasions. He's more of a suit guy.”

“Well, I say,
well,
what's
really
going on?” Allison scooted her chair closer for the gossip.

“I thought you said you didn't want to hear about all of it?”

“That was about your fetish shit. This is something else,” Allison clarified.

“He's the owner and we've been in a pretty serious relationship for a few weeks now,” Felicity said. “That's why I can't risk being linked to the story.”

“But isn't he going to find out when the article breaks?”

“He doesn't know I'm Felicity Summers. He thinks I'm Felicity Davenport.”

Allison frowned. “Ahhh, don't you think you should tell him your real name? I mean, if it's getting serious and all?”

“I will, just not yet.”
 

I still have over two good months to convince him to stay with me. I'm not going to derail that with the truth. Not now,
she thought.

Allison shook her head. “I can't even believe I'm even considering this crazy shit. How do I even get inside that place?”

Felicity reached into her jean pocket, removing her cell. “Well, that's where I hope I can get another favor from Gregory.”

“He's not going to want to be linked to me when the shit hits the fan, just like you don't want to be,” Allison pointed out.

“Hopefully,  I can arrange it where he won't have to be. I just need him to pay for your temporary membership.”

“Don't you need a reference to get in that place? That's how you got in.”

“Damn it, you do.” Felicity bit her bottom lip, thinking.

“Look, I know this guy apparently means a lot to you, but you're going to have to take a risk, too, on this one,” Allison said. “I'm willing to violate the rules and all for the team. But first we've got to get my ass inside.”

“I've got it. I vouch for you, right. You get the membership and come to the club the night we do this. Hopefully, we can have it waiting with the bartender like it was for me. That way you can enter first, take the pictures and run. Later on, I'll show up in disguise asking for the same membership information---”

“Stop, just stop with this stupid-ass plan you're trying to concoct.” Allison waved her hands in the air as she shook her head.

“I'm trying to make this work,” Felicity said defensively.

“You're trying to give me a damn headache. You're making it too complicated,” Allison said.  “Look, just get me the membership. I'll pick it up and sneak in, take the pics and leave. When the shit  hits the fan, you can call my cell and pretend to curse me out. I'll just claim I gave my membership to  someone who wanted to remain anonymous. That way you look like the betrayed party. He may take pity on your goofy ass. At least until he finds out the truth one day.”

“One day...” Felicity said, thoughtfully.

Allison snorted. “I guess you plan on being married by then, huh?” she joked.

Felicity didn't say anything, just made an offhand gesture as if to castoff the notion. Allison gave her a sideways glance that said she knew better.

“Well, does my idea make more sense?” Allison asked.

“Yeah,” Felicity conceded. “I need to call Gregory to see if he's willing to deal out a few more bucks.”

“Yeah, cause I ain't paying for that membership.”

Felicity called Gregory and he answered.

“Hello Felicity, so nice to hear from you. How are things going?” Gregory greeted in his usual charming tone.

“Pretty good.”

“And our business?”

“That's why I'm calling you. I hit a snag, but I'm working it out. I need your help.”

“This isn't going to come back to me, is it?”

“No. All I need is some minor funding.”

“How much is 'minor'?”

“Just enough for a day or week membership at the club.”

“You know you need a reference for that club. I can't extend myself any more than I already have,” Gregory said.

“I know. I'm not asking you to. I just need the money to get the membership. Can you help this last time? Please.” Felicity prayed he'd say “yes”. If he didn't, she didn't know where she'd get the money.

Gregory thought about it for a little while then answered. “I'll give you the money. But none of this better trace back to me.”

“It won't,” Felicity promised.
And even if it did, I'd claim you were innocent.
 

“Fine, I'll send it to you.”

“Thank you so much, Gregory.”

“You're welcome. Are you sure all of this is leading to our goal?” He asked, wanting reassurance on his investments.

“This will be the final stretch. I swear,” Felicity said.

“Very well. Talk to you later.”

They ended the call and Felicity gave Allison a thumbs up.

“Good, cause if he had said 'no' I was going to turn back around and finish my work,” Allison said.

“You're still going to do that,” Felicity pointed out.

“Yeah, but I would have given you an expression first that said, 'you're shit out of luck, girl'. Now I'm just going to return to my job with a sly nod.” And she did just that.

Felicity laughed and turned around back to her tasks. When the work day ended, Allison and Felicity walked to their cars.

“So, are you going to him tonight?” Allison asked.

Felicity nodded. “Yeah.”

“Have fun, kinky-ass.” Allison gave her friend a smile then walked off in the direction of her own car.

Felicity chuckled as she approached hers and climbed inside. She couldn't wait to see what outfit Alistair had laid out for her this evening. She'd been dressed in all sorts of leather, vinyl, latex and lacy garments every night. Each one made her feel sexy in a variety of ways. The best part was waiting to see what Alistair was wearing. For the most part, he'd be in whatever suit he wore that day, which was just fine for Felicity. He looked damn good in anything he wore, but Felicity couldn't get the image of  him decked out in all his leather the night she'd gone back to the club at his request. Before she signed the contract. She hoped he'd surprise her with it one of these nights. She pulled into the driveway just as her cell phone rang. She answered it.

“My source said she could totally leave the door open for you, but that's it,” Jason said by way of greeting.

“That's all I need. Tell her thank you so much,” Felicity said. Finally all of her ducks were lining up in a row.

“Cool, I will. I'll call you with the date and time when it's all going down.”

“Awesome, thanks.”

They ended their call and she climbed out of her car. Bernard the butler let her in as he'd been doing every night. She was polite as usual and just as agreed upon, she made her way to the Pleasure Room. She went into the bathroom to freshen up. When she came out and looked on the leather table, there was nothing there.

“So he wants me naked tonight. That's different,” Felicity said to herself. She went back into the den and settled down on the leather sofa, naked and ready. She decided to take out her laptop while she waited and started searching BDSM sites to past the time away.

Chapter Nine