Yes, No, Maybe (12 page)

“It’s okay, just hear me out. I’m bi, right?” Mia nodded, having already guessed that one. “And I love it, I love having all those possibilities in front of me. It’s the best feeling in the world.”

“But—“

“But what? How do I do it?”

“Yeah and…what about Al? Isn’t he your boyfriend?”

“Yes and no. It’s complicated but let’s just say he doesn’t mind me having some fun as long as I close

my eyes to his extracurricular activities.”

“Really?”

“Yup, seems fair too.”

“I guess. I just…I’m not sure how you do it.”

Bella shrugged, “It’s just who I am. It’s…I had a difficult childhood and I need that freedom. I don’t

think I could survive without it.”

Mia looked back at her, knowing now wasn’t the time to pry. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

“Sorry enough to kiss me?”

She gasped, nearly choking on her drink. “Now?”

Bella grinned at the look on her new friend’s face. “You should see your expression, babe. Classic!”

Leaning forward, she traced Mia’s lips with her fingertip. “We’re going to have to do it at one point or another, you know that, right?”

“I do.”

“Good.” She jumped up and stretched out her hand. “Let’s go.”

“Go? What? Where?”

“I have a surprise for ya. Come on, Mia, or we’re staying in and having some fun.”

Mia was at the door in two seconds flat.

“Surprise!” Bella cried out as they parked in front of a superstore, albeit not your usual kind.

“A sex shop?”

“Yep, I thought that would kickstart your education. Come on, let’s go! It’s gonna be so much fun!”

Fun wasn’t exactly what she’d have said, Mia thought as she followed her friend into the store. It was

huge and it had everything. She’d never seen anything like it and she wondered if Kevin knew about it.

He had to, it was probably heaven for him a place like this. All these toys! Smiling, she spotted Bella

bent over a shelf and went to join her. “Found something?”

“Yeah. Look at this, what do you think?” She held up a metal chain.

“For?”

Bella couldn’t help but laugh, “For you, silly!”

“Me?” Clearly dumbfounded, Mia took a step back. “Why?”

“I thought you wanted to try one of those?” She grabbed the pair of clamps that went with it and held

them up in the air, right in front of Mia’s eyes. “No?”

“Uh, yeah.” She licked her lips, recalling the last time she’d seen Bella with nipple clamps in her hands.

“That’s right. It’s…let’s just say, I’d like to see how they work. Or rather, if they work.”

“Oh they do, believe me.”

“I do. I saw you, remember?”

Bella smirked, obviously remembering too. “Damn right. Okay, so which ones would you like? I’m

guessing you should try some adjustable ones first.”

“Why’s that?” Mia leaned down and eyed the selection on offer. She had no idea what to chose;

usually Kevin was the one buying when it came to this type of paraphernalia.

“Well I haven’t seen them yet but I’m guessing your nipples are bigger than mine. I have very small tits after all.”

“Oh.” Mia tried her hardest to force the image that’d popped into her mind. “Right. So adjustable? ”

“Yes, or you can have some vibrating ones. Or some clover clamps? Uhm, although those might be a bit

much for a newbie.” Bella turned towards her and said, “What about you try some of them? They have

changing rooms over there.” She pointed towards the other end of the store. “That way, you’ll know if

they’re worth buying or not.”

“Uh.” Let’s see. Did she really want to try these things on here? No! “I don’t think…” Her voice trailed as she watched Bella stride off, her hands full. “Shit.” She hurried after her.

* * * *

“So?” The voice came over the black curtain, impatience running through it. “What do you say?”

Nothing, Mia glanced at her reflection in the mirror. She hadn’t even taken her bra off yet, let alone

tried any of them on. “I need a few minutes.”

“You’ve been in there ten already!” She had? “I’m coming in!”

“No!” Too late. The curtain parted and a small shape darted inside before swiftly closing it behind her.

“Bella!”

“Shh!” The younger woman had a finger over her mouth. “I’m not supposed to be in here. Only one

person per cabin, those are the rules!” Of course, that made a lot of sense. Otherwise everyone would

get aroused by the things on display and they’d al trooped in here for some little relief. “Why are you still dressed?”

Mia nearly groaned out loud. “I’m not sure about this.”

“Hon, this is nothing compared to what you’re going to have to do later on. If you’re not sure…I don’t

know. Maybe we should forget about the whole thing.”

She shook her head almost violently. “No, Kevin deserves this. He’s gonna love it and I want to make

him happy but…I’m not that confident.”

“With your body?” Bella caught her gaze in the mirror, moving behind her. It would have been funny,

considering how much smaller—everywhere the other girl was but comprehension lit her eyes. Mia

nodded. “Oh honey, don’t. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t think I’d enjoy your body, don’t you see?”

“I don’t know.”

“Trust me on this. I wasn’t too sure about doing this in the first place. The first and only time I had a threesome with a married couple was horrendous and I’d told myself I’d never do it again.”

“So what made you say yes?”

“Nick did. He pleaded on your behalf and he was damn persistent.”

“I see.” And she did, Mia thought. He’d known how important it was for her to do this for Kevin. He’d

understood. Sighing, she crossed her arms over her chest and stared at her reflection: the thick bra

hiding her breasts, her softly rounded stomach poking over the waist of her jeans.

“And you.”

“What?”

“I remembered you from Charlie’s party. After all, Al kept talking about you and I have to say I’d love it if I could be the one seeing your tits instead of him. It’d drive him mad!”

“You’re not planning on telling him, are you?” Or she was so out of here!

“No, no, don’t worry. I’m just saying.” She grinned in the mirror, two soft hands closing on her

shoulders. “Now let me help, okay? If you really want this.”

Mia closed her eyes and reopened them a second later. “Okay.”

A soft smile appeared on Bella’s face before she disappeared from view.

Chapter Twenty-Two: Help!

She’d lied; Mia pursed her lips together as she felt Bella’s soft hands work on her bra’s clasp. She didn’t want this, or rather she did but somewhere in her mind where it would stay a fantasy. Something that

she could read about in one of her books, something that would turn her on at the time but wouldn’t

have any consequences.

“Okay?” Bella asked, her fingers tightening on the snaps. “Nearly there.”

Mia imagined what would happen next: her heavy breasts would fal and she’d watch herself in the

mirror, the bright overhead lights showing her everything that was wrong with her body. And she’d

hate it and herself but she wouldn’t say anything because Bella was there and it was important she was

pleased. After all, they needed a happy Bella for the threesome, right?

Fuck, what was she thinking? What was she doing? Why? Because Kevin would like it and he was due a

present, her mind rebelled but she quickly shot it down. Who was she kidding? Like he hadn’t taken

any pleasure in their night together with Nick? Like he hadn’t thoroughly enjoyed showing Nick what

made her tick, how high she screamed when he touched her or fucked her in a certain way?

“Stop!” she shouted, surprising the other woman so much she squealed.

“Fuck, you scared me! What’s wrong?” Bella’s head appeared in the mirror.

“I can’t do this.” Mia grabbed her top and shoved it back on, getting an earring trapped in the soft

cotton and pulling on it sharply to get it off. “I have to go!”

“Why? Come on, Mia, we’ve talked about this. You asked me!”

“I know and I regret it, I’m so sorry Bella. I think you’re great and I’d love to be your friend but I can’t do this. I can’t. I just...” She turned around and hooked her purse over her shoulder. “I gotta go. I’m

sorry. Bye!” Pulling the curtain aside, she left the changing rooms in a hurry, striding through the store as if the devil was at her heels. She skidded down the front steps and stopped short when she realized

one thing: she had no car. “Fuck!” Her grand exit ruined because she’d forgotten Bella had driven her

here. She didn’t want to wait for the other woman though, knowing perfectly well she was going to try

and change her mind again. And she’d probably succeed too.

The thought spurred her on and as she opened her purse and searched through it, her mind scanned

her remaining options. She could call Kevin and ask him to come get her but then she’d have to explain

what she was doing here and why. What’d happened. Or she could call Nick and he would come, of

that she had no doubt. Or... She heard her name being called out from a departing car.

She eyed the enormous truck that did a U-turn and slid to a stop in front of her with a wondering look.

She couldn’t remember anyone she knew having such a car but maybe it was new. It sure looked

sparkling clean.

The driver’s window slid down and a face appeared. “Need a lift?”

She gasped. “You’re back?” Her voice sounded too much like a shriek but with good reason. Charlie

was staring at her. Charlie! He was supposed to be out of the country!

“Yeah, got back yesterday. I tried calling Kevin earlier but he wasn’t answering.”

“You think? Are you freaking nuts? He’s going to kill you if he sees you!”

Charlie looked back at her. “I wanted to apologize.”

“A bit late, isn’t it?”

“Please, Mia. I’m not proud of what I did.”

“I sure hope not.” She crossed her arms over her chest, feeling strangely disheartened.

“Do you need a lift? Or is Kevin with you?”

“No, he’s...not here. And no thanks.”

“Waiting for someone?” He looked around, clearly wondering who she could be with in such a location

if not her husband.

Shit! “Yeah, something like that.” Mia looked towards the shop’s entrance and spotted a flustered

Bella, gazing around as if looking for something. Or someone. For pity’s sake! “We need to talk. Can

you drive me home?”

Charlie’s eyebrows snapped together but it didn’t take him long to answer. “Sure, hop on.”

She hurried to the passenger’s door and climbed into the tricked-out car, closing her eyes when she

heard the tires spin on the gravel. They were off. She was free or nearly enough, she thought as she

eyed the enemy. She’d have to apologize to Bella tomorrow but for now, she and Charlie were going to

have a little conversation. “Why did you do it?”

The car slowed as they came up to an intersection, Charlie drumming his fingers on the wheel as he

thought about her question. “Do you want the truth or...what?”

“What do you think?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know you, Mia.”

“Good point. The truth and only the truth would be nice. Now talk.”

His eyes darkened at her tone but he exhaled before saying, “I thought you wanted me. I really did.”

“I got that, I can almost understand it but what I don’t get is why you thought you needed to drug my

husband? Of all the stupid things to do! Who do you think you are? God?”

“I wanted you for myself, okay?”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

He braked to a stop on the side of the road and turned towards her. “I’ve been listening to him telling

me about you for all these years, Mia. I was against your marriage and—“

“I know.” She interrupted him. “I heard you two talk once.”

“You do? You did?” She nodded. “I’m sorry you had to hear that but I believed you were a gold digger.

And not a particularly cute one at that.” Her mouth opened but she didn’t know what to say to that.

Thanks? “I know, I know. I didn’t know who you were or how much you were worth at the time. And

Kevin quickly explained how you’d met and how the sex was fucking amazing. How he didn’t want to

let you go. It was crazy! The man was a confirmed bachelor, screwing groupies left and right and you

pop in and he’s talking about marriage!”

“And you’re telling me all this, why?”

“Because I wanted to see for myself what all the fuss was about. Everyone knows Nick’s had a crush on

you for years. On you, for fuck’s sake! You’re fat!”

She blinked, amazed he could still insult her after everything that’d happened. “Take me home.”

“I’m not finished!” His face had turned angry and she suddenly wondered whether getting into his car

had been wise. The man had pushed himself on her only weeks before after all, the damn thing too

close to an attempted rape. Even if it’d been a sex party and the lines had been blurred.

“Charlie?” she asked, her voice soft.

“I’m sorry.” He took a deep breath. “I didn’t mean it like that. I mean, yes I did but...Okay, it’s easy. I didn’t get it so I’d thought I’d see for myself. You were the ones accepting my invitation to the party.

You were the one arriving dressed like a hooker. You were the ones who interrupted me and Candy.

You were checking me out!”

“You drugged my husband! You almost raped me! Nick wouldn’t have been there, what would have

happened, Charlie? You’d have forced me?”

“I...I don’t know.”

His face blurred and she realized she was crying. “You don’t know? That’s your response?”

“I don’t know! I can’t say anything else, I won’t lie to you, okay?”

“I guess that’s something,” Mia replied, brushing her cheeks angrily. “Take me home, please.”