Yes, No, Maybe (4 page)

pity’s sake!”

“I know, I know.” He held out his hands as if trying to ward her off. “I apologize, baby, I know it’s

personal but…I let my ego talk, I’m afraid. He kept telling me about all his escapades with the girls he dates and I couldn’t shut up any longer. I wanted to prove to him that even if you’re married, you can

still have fun. A lot of fun.”

“But—but—“ She bit her lip. She couldn’t believe he’d told that prick about those things! Oh god, what

was she going to do the next time she met him? He’d imagine her in a nurse costume, she was sure of

it. “Hell.” Mia stood up, blindly leaving the room as thoughts whirled inside her head.

“Mia?” Hands jerked her to a stop before turning her around.

Kevin was staring down at her with an apologetic look on his face. It wasn’t enough however.

“I can’t believe you did this.”

“I’m sorry,” he repeated, his hands drifting up and down her arms. “I was just tired of him going on and on about it.”

“He was trying to rile you up! He always does!”

“I know.” Kevin’s eyes had turned dark. “But I wanted him to understand that I love being married. He

seems to think I’m bored at home all the time so I tried to prove him that’s not true. That we have fun, probably more than he does—“

“And then he invited you to a sex party?”

“Yeah.” He grimaced.

“And you still didn’t get that he’s inviting you only to prove you’re wrong? That he has ‘more’ fun?”

“I know that! That’s why I said we’d go!”

She looked back at him as if he’d gone crazy. “Kevin, think for a sec. This doesn’t make any sense.”

“Yes, it does.” His fingers began kneading her nape. “Don’t you see? Once he sees how fucking hot you

are, how good the sex is between us, he’ll understand my point.”

“No, he won’t!” Mia whirled around and fled.

* * * *

“Mia?” Kevin’s soft voice interrupted her inward rant.

“I don’t wanna talk.”

“Let me explain.”

“No, Kev, I think you’ve done enough explaining for the day.”

“Please.” His breath hit her nape but she forced the shivers away.

“Don’t, I want you to call him and say we won’t go.”

“He’ll never let us live it down if we desist, honey.”

“I don’t care! I don’t even like the guy!”

“Mia, don’t be like this.”

He was starting to get pissed off, she could hear it in his voice and it angered her so much she turned

around and hit his chest with her open palm. “Don’t be like what? You started it! You told him,

someone you know I don’t like, about our sex life, Kevin! How do you think I feel?”

He cringed, clasping her hand between his. “I already apologized for this. You know I have to stay

friendly with him, Mia; we’ve talked about this before.”

“For the good of the game,” she mimicked, rolling her eyes at his excuse. “I don’t care right about now.

You told him things that are…that are really intimate. Things that should have stayed between us. I

don’t want him to know what we do behind closed doors. I don’t even want to—“

He cut her off, “I know, I know. I’m sorry, okay? I just wanted him to see you like I see you!”

Silence met his words.

Mia licked her lips before finally saying, “I don’t understand.”

“You’re always putting yourself down, don’t you see? I know that’s why you didn’t want to try that

stand and carry position, isn’t it? Can’t you see I love you just as you are?”

“Kevin—“

“No, let me finish!” he ground out, his gaze locked on hers. “I love you, Mia, but I miss how you were

when we first met. Do you remember how carefree you were? How you just took what you wanted,

never caring what other people thought? I miss that! I want it back, that’s why I thought the List would, you know, help in some way.”

“You don’t understand.”

“Yes, I do.”

She shook her head but he ignored her. He didn’t understand that when they’d met, those fateful

weeks spent bumping into each other and having sex wherever they found themselves, that hadn’t

been her. She’d been playing a part: the sex vixen who didn’t wear underwear and accosted strangers

for a good time. But it’d never been her. Oh, she’d managed to get what she’d wanted: the man of her

dreams. And she still played around with that persona, making sure to keep him interested. Deep

inside her, however, it was another matter. She wasn’t that sexy, confident woman. She was shy and

insecure, wondering what he saw in her that kept him by her side. “Kevin—“ she tried again but he

clearly didn’t want her to talk.

“Not now, Mia, I have something to say. I know you hate the guys and the way they behave with

women and all, I know you think they don’t like you but that’s not true.”

“Oh, please!”

“It’s not! It’s just the way you act around them. You’re not that shy woman, Mia, you’re not.”

“Yes, I am! That’s what I’ve been trying to—“

“Stop lying to yourself! You’re more than that, can’t you see? That’s what I love in you.”

“Kevin, you’re not making any sense.” She brushed his hands away and started to leave.

His voice stopped her in her tracks however. “We’re going to that party, baby. I’ll make you see my

point, one way or another.”

“What if I don’t want to?”

His face somber, he replied, “Then I’ll just have to tie you up so I can put you in the car. I’m sure they’ll love it, it would fit right in with the spirit of the party after all.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Watch me.”

They didn’t talk for the rest of the week.

Chapter Seven: Get Me Out of Here!

“I hate you,” Mia announced as she got into the car, her hands holding on to her short skirt.

“No, you don’t.”

“Don’t tell me what I feel, Kevin, or I’ll…” she let her voice trail, knowing he was right. She couldn’t hate him, she loved him too much for that. Sighing, she stared out of the window as the car sped out of

their driveway.

“You look stunning by the way,” he said, his gaze focused on the road.

“Thanks.” She bit her lip as she looked down at herself. Oh, she was sure Kevin loved it. He’d bought it for her after all. But she felt incredibly tense and awkward in the lace trimmed denim corset and skirt.

It was short and it revealed far too much. Her boobs were spilling over, her legs were bared by the

garters and stockings. Between that, the high heels and the fact she was panties-free, she wanted to

crawl into a hole and die of shame.

Which was really stupid of her because the last time she’d worn this, she’d loved parading in front of

her husband. His eyes had lit up and he’d immediately jumped on her, dragging the skirt up her thighs

until her mound was uncovered. Then he’d leaned down and had licked her slit, humming when he’d

discovered how wet she was.

Damn it, she thought, she was turning herself on! God, she really was stupid sometimes. Look at her all

dressed up on the way to a sex party with people she hated, knowing fully well she was going to have

an evening from hell but just one thought of her husband and she was wet. Silly Mia.

“We’re nearly there.”

She looked up at Kevin’s voice and felt panic take over. She wasn’t ready to face them. And Charlie, oh

god, not him! Not after what Kevin’d told him. He was sure to make a comment or two and she

wouldn’t know how to react.

The car slid to a stop but before she could grab her purse and run away, Kevin slid his right hand

behind her nape, drawing her close. “Hey, don’t be afraid. I’ll be right there. I’ll never leave your side, okay?”

“Promise?”

“Promise.” He pressed his lips against hers, forcing her mind to focus on his intense kiss. She clung to him, her breasts nearly popping out as they moved closer. “I love you,” Kevin said as he drew back, his

eyes automatically lowering for another look. “Shit, baby, you look so fucking hot.”

“So do you.”

He was wearing a charcoal suit and an open-neck shirt, just tight enough so you could see how well he

took care of his body. He grinned at her reply and climbed out of the car before walking to her door

and holding it open for her. “Thanks. Come on, babe, showtime.”

Mia squared her shoulders and stepped out of the car. She felt shaky but she tried not to show it as

they made their way to the villa’s entrance. She could do this. Yes, she could.

* * * *

Hell, plain and simple.

Mia gulped as she watched the half dozen or so couples lounging around the spacious den. They were

all football players, the usual gang that hung around Charlie. It should have made her feel better that

she knew them all but it didn’t help one little bit. It was worse actually.

She could feel their gazes on her as soon as they stepped into the room and not even Kevin’s arm,

heavy around her waist, could alleviate the panicky feeling lodged inside her.

“You’re amazing and I love you. Remember that,” Kevin whispered in her ear as he smiled to their host

approaching them with a smile and an outstretched hand.

“Kev! There you are, I was wondering if you were coming after all.”

“You know me, always late.” Kevin clasped his hand. “What’s up?”

“Oh you know, the usual.” The blonde man turned towards her, a glint in his eyes. “Mia, Mia, Mia. Look

at you.”

She bit her lip, aware this was a crucial moment. She wouldn’t screw it up. She sure as hell wasn’t

going to make Kevin a laughing stock amongst his friends. “Hey Charlie. Thanks for inviting us.”

“Oh but babe, it was only natural. After what Kevin told me…” He smirked as he bent down and

skimmed her cheek with his lips. His hand grabbed her shoulder, holding her into place whilst he

murmured in her ear, “I never thought you could be so naughty.”

She drew back, dislodging his hand. “Everyone has their secrets, Charlie. Surely you should know that.”

“Uhm, very true. Right, come on, we were just about to start.” He gestured them forward and as they

said hello to everyone assembled, she tried to forget what they were here for. It was just like any other party after all. The same group of people, the same ‘dates’. The usual groupies. Mia stared at the

women’s perfect skins. At their perfect bodies, revealed in skimpy tops and skirts. She was so not up to their standard.

“Shhh.” Kevin tried reassuring her, his right hand drifting down to cup her butt. “I was right, they’re

loving the way you look.”

She snorted. Yeah, right.

“Here are the rules: for those who’ve never been to one of my parties before,” Charlie looked at them

and winked, “no swinging unless both partners agree. You can have sex anywhere you want in the

house and garden but my bedroom is off limits. Toys are available in the kitchen. Oh and there’s a

buffet laid out in the dining room for anyone who gets hungry. Alcohol and other fun stuff in the study.

There’s also a selection of hardcore porn set up in the theatre if you feel like it. What else?”

A girl–she couldn’t be more than twenty–raised her hand. “Do we need a safe word?”

Charlie chuckled. “Only if you feel like getting tied up and spanked, my dear. There’s an assortment of

bondage paraphernalia in the red bedroom if you feel like it. Anything else?”

One of the guy’s girlfriends–Kendra–Mia recalled from seeing her at another function, asked, “When

do we start?”

“Well, now, my lovely.” He clapped his hands. “Time to party!”

Mia watched as couple after couple disappeared to view what was on offer, leaving herself and Kevin

to stare at their retreating backs.

“Okay?” he asked, turning her around so he could gaze into her eyes. “It’s not that bad, right?”

She shrugged. “We haven’t seen anything yet. Kevin, I don’t—“ She cut herself off.

“What is it?” His hands drifted down her back, cupping her ass with obvious relish. “I want you, baby.”

She fought the need to roll her eyes. “You would. I just…I’m not sure I want to do anything people can

see. I love you, Kevin, but I’m not—“ His mouth claimed hers, stopping her hesitant explanation. She

knew he was doing it on purpose but right now, she didn’t really care. Her arms looped around his

neck, she leaned up on her toes and sighed why her breasts pressed against his hard chest. If he could

just make her forget where they were, that would be perfect.

But life’s not perfect as she found out a minute or so later when loud moans brought them back to

reality. “Already?”

“Seems like it. Come on, let’s go see what’s going on.” Kevin grabbed her hand before tugging her out

of the room.

They stumbled upon one couple in the hallway leading up to the kitchen.

“You are kidding me,” Mia groaned under her breath. She watched, her eyes getting wider by the

second, as Kendra sucked on her boyfriend’s cock. Right there where everyone could see them. “That’s

crazy.”

“It’s the point of this party, babe.” Kevin’s hand tightened around hers. “Let’s, uh, walk around them,

should we?”

The guy’s eyes opened as they brushed past and he smirked at Kevin. “Hey dude. Why don’t you get

some of that too?”

“I’m fine for now, have fun you two.” Kevin walked past them without stopping.

They stepped into the kitchen only to find two couples testing out an array of toys. She didn’t know

them well but they all smiled at each other before going back to what they were doing. Kevin got closer

to the collection, already checking out the wares and what he had or hadn’t at home. “Check this out,”

he said as he picked out a chain with two clamps on either side. “Perfect!”

Mia gulped. “I guess.”

“Isn’t that what you wanted to try? Nipple clamps?”

She winced. “Do you real y have to announce it to the whole wide world, Kevin?”