CHAPTER 2
Gage
“Gage, you lied.”
“I didn’t lie.”
“Yes, you did,” Sasha said.
“No, I just didn’t tell the whole truth.” She pulled open her top drawer and asked, “Which ones should I bring? All of them seems excessive, but none seems like a major oversight on my part.”
“You aren’t supposed to bring your own toys. I read the information in that email.”
“It said things would be provided, yes, but I don’t want to risk that what I want might not be there.”
“I’m sure they will have dildos and harnesses in various sizes, and vibrators, too. What else do you want? As someone who’s slept with you multiple times, I’ve never seen you use anything more than that. You’re not into major kink.”
“But I like my stuff.”
“Then, why did you agree to go to a singles’ week event where they tell you not to bring your stuff?”
“It’s a sex event. That’s what makes it so interesting.”
“No,” Sasha argued. “It’s a singles’ week with the idea that you find someone there to fall in love with. It includes sex, yes, but it’s not all about sex. You lied to that woman and told her you were looking for love, when we both know you are looking to hook up.”
“Can you blame me?”
“Gage, you can get sex anytime you want. We had sex two nights ago. I know I’m not new anymore, but we have good sex together.”
“Yes, you are the best friend with benefits I could ask for, but I saw this thing online, and something just drew me to it. I can’t explain it.
Something about eight women being in a house together for a week and being paired off each night just got me, and now, I’m very excited about all the possibilities. ”
“You could hurt someone there if you’re not honest, so just be honest, Gage. They’re probably all there to find love, or at least, a connection with someone that isn’t based solely on sex.”
“Then, why sign up for this event?” she argued as she tossed her favorite toys into the open suitcase on her bed. “They could have signed up for singles’ nights at a local bar, joined a dating app, or just gone somewhere to meet someone and fall in love. This is a very specific event.”
“Maybe. But if a woman tells you she’s there to meet someone, be honest and tell her you’re there for sex, okay?”
“Fine. Yeah, I can do that.” She zipped up her suitcase, set it on the floor, and pulled the handle up. “Done for now, at least.”
“You’re really excited about this,” Sasha noted.
“Yeah. I applied about six months ago and finally got chosen. I plan to enjoy myself. Food, drinks, and fun.” She moved until she was lying on top of Sasha, who’d been lying next to the suitcase while Gage packed.
“Now, since I’m not leaving until tomorrow, what do you say we have a little of that fun we mentioned before you go home? ”
“Don’t you want to be well-rested for your week of sex with multiple women?”
“I think the adrenaline will carry me through just fine. You don’t have to get home to your girlfriend right away, do you?”
“No, I don’t. She’s on a date tonight,” Sasha said of her live-in girlfriend, whom she’d been in an open relationship with since the beginning.
That arrangement had made Gage very happy because it meant that she and Sasha hadn’t needed to stop theirs, which had started two years ago when they had first become friends and hooked up in a bar bathroom because they’d been drunk.
They had liked it, so they’d continued, but they both knew they would never work as a couple, and Sasha was in love with her girlfriend.
Gage didn’t want love right now. She was twenty-five; love was for later. One day, she knew she’d be a one-woman woman, but today, she wanted to sleep with her friend and go to a week-long singles’ event to sleep with maybe seven other women.
“When you come back, you’re getting tested before we do this again,” Sasha said as she pulled off Gage’s tank top.
“They’re all tested and negative, or they can’t go, but whatever you say,” she replied and removed her sports bra. “You too, by the way, if she’s on a date with the possibility of sex tonight.”
“I know,” Sasha said and pushed her down her body. “Now, fuck me. I got all turned on, thinking about you with those toys and all those women.”
Gage smirked at her and replied, “My pleasure.”