CHAPTER 23
Sharon
“Do you–” She pointed at the den and picked up their stack of cards at the same time. “It’s okay if you don’t. Up to you.”
“Um… Maybe later?” Kristina suggested.
“Sure,” Sharon replied. “Your room or mine?”
“Mine, maybe. If that’s okay.”
“No problem.”
It was night two, and she’d had good sex the previous night, so she should’ve been less nervous about the second night.
Gage had looked like she’d been about to burst, and while Sharon was certain that Gage wasn’t her soulmate, she wouldn’t have minded another round with her if none of the other women here checked out.
Kristina was pretty and nice enough, from what Sharon could tell, and even if they didn’t have sex, that would be fine.
She had to remember that this wasn’t just about having sex with someone or multiple someones; it was about finding the one.
And Nia was careful not to make any promises, but the testimonials from her clients, along with how detailed this event seemed to be, had Sharon believing that one of these women might just be her person, or at least, someone she could fall in love with.
“So…” Kristina began when she sat on the bed. “Interesting day, huh?”
“Yeah. I didn’t realize that we’d have full events where we couldn’t talk to each other about why we’re here.”
“Me neither,” Kristina said and let out a nervous laugh. “So, should we do the card thing?”
“Yeah.” Sharon sat down next to her. “Do you want to start us off?”
“Okay.” Kristina grabbed the top card from the stack, and her eyes went wide. “Wow. Not what I expected.”
“What’s it say?” she asked, leaning over a bit.
“What’s your favorite sexual position?”
“What?” Sharon looked over and read the card herself. “I thought these were supposed to help us get to know each other in ways unrelated to sex.”
“Me too,” Kristina replied and laughed a little. “Do you have one?”
“Me?”
“Who else is in this room, Sharon?”
Kristina smiled over at her.
“Right. Well, I don’t know all the names for positions and stuff.”
“Seems like every angle has a funny or sexy name, huh?”
“Yeah, and I know none of them.” She laughed a little nervously. “I suppose I like it from behind.”
“When you’re the one behind or when you’re not?”
“Both,” she admitted with blushing cheeks. “I like toys. Is that on the card? Am I supposed to answer that next?” she joked and rolled her eyes.
“I like it from behind, too,” Kristina shared.
“Yeah?”
“Yes,” Kristina replied, her cheeks flushing as well. “My ex-wife didn’t, though. She liked what some people might call super vanilla sex, I guess.”
“How so?”
“Basic missionary.” Kristina shrugged.
“You didn’t?”
“I did. I mean, I do, but there’s more to sex than just that, right?”
“Definitely,” Sharon agreed.
“My ex didn’t like toys, either. She wasn’t a fan.”
“None? Not even a vibrator?”
“For me by myself or her by herself, sure, but not when we were together. She wanted it to just be us.”
“But it is you,” Sharon noted.
“I know. She just didn’t feel that way. She wasn’t a big fan of sex near the end there, either. I got the impression after a while that she wasn’t attracted to me. It wasn’t sex, specifically. She liked sex enough, just not with me.”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Sharon said.
“Yeah, I was, too. I suggested we try new things, but she wasn’t interested. I tried for an embarrassing amount of time, probably until we separated and then, divorced.”
“That sucks. I’m sorry.”
“You know what I want?”
“No. What?”
“Well, without giving away the specifics, I feel like I got a little healing in last night, you know? Like, I felt good with who I was paired with. Debra and I have been dealing with different losses, but losses all the same. Now, or at least in the near future, I really just want to have sex how I have wanted to for the past, well, decade or so.” Kristina laughed a little.
“How is that, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Toys.”
“Ah,” Sharon said.
“So, if you want, I would be interested in that. I’d understand if you don’t want anything with me or tonight.
I feel like each one of us here is doing our own self-discoveries, but just because we discover stuff about ourselves, it doesn’t mean that we’re ready to do something about it. Would you maybe want to?”
“Yeah, Kristina. You’re totally hot.” Sharon chuckled.
“I am?”
“Um, yes. That red hair of yours is like kryptonite to some people, those green eyes are killer, and your body… Well, I can safely say I’ve been objectifying you on and off since we arrived.”
Kristina smiled and asked, “Do you maybe… want to go pick something out with me? We can just pick stuff, and if you change your mind, we don’t–”
“What are you interested in trying?” Sharon asked, interjecting, because not wanting Kristina wouldn’t be an issue. “She has a ton of different things out there.”
“I don’t know. I haven’t really explored that room yet. I was a little intimidated by it.”
“Well, we can go and pick something out together.”
“Are you okay if I’m not very good at giving using a toy? I have never actually done that. I had sex with women using strap-ons before I got married, but I was always the recipient, and it’s been a very long time. I think since college. I’m thirty-five now as a point of reference.”
“You don’t have to do anything to me if you don’t want to or if you’re uncomfortable with anything. I’m getting turned on thinking about being behind you.”
“You are?”
Sharon nodded and looked her up and down.
“Let’s go get something for me to wear for you, and if you want to do something to me, great, but if not, I’m okay.”
“That is very generous of you, but I think I’d be more than happy to return any and all favors,” Kristina replied with flirtation in her tone.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yes. Now, let’s go pick something out before I just drop to my knees and spread yours.”
“Oh, fuck,” Sharon said. “That’s really hot.”
“Come on.” Kristina stood and held out her hand for her to take. “I want what you said.”
Sharon took her hand and let Kristina walk her down the hallway.