6. Something New
Something New
“Mommy!” EJ, was all smiles as he ran to his mother’s arms. His face was sticky with something rather viscous. There was no telling what it was. Kids were always sticky.
Nadine picked up her son and swung him on her hip. “Hey Junior! I am happy to see you, baby.”
“Guess what? Daddy has a surprise!”
Nadine raised a brow. “Oh yeah? What’s the surprise?”
“Me,” a raspy, feminine voice said after clearing their throat.
Nadine looked up and smirked. “Well, if it isn’t my wayward oldest child. What brings you by?”
Alex smiled, coming over to kiss her mom on the cheek. “Hello to you too, Mother.”
“See,” said EJ. “Alex is the surprise! And she’s going to stay with me all night!”
Nadine furrowed her brow. “Is that right? Where is Glinda?”
“Daddy Ed sent her home early,” Alex explained. “He called me and said I should spend the weekend with my little brother so the two of you can have some quality time. He even had Chef prepare all of EJ’s favorites for our sibling sleepover tonight. He’s gonna be in a pizza coma for sure.”
Nadine’s heart squeezed. Eddie really had thought of everything. “Oh, really?”
“Yep. He told me to tell you to hurry up and be ready in…” Alex looked at her watch. “Shoot, you got about an hour before the car service comes. He’s upstairs getting ready.”
“Oh, shoot!” Nadine kissed EJ on the temple before putting him down. “Let me hurry and get ready then.
Nadine walked upstairs into her master bedroom.
She called out for Eddie and ultimately found him in his closet.
Nadine nearly drooled as she looked at him dressed in all black, his button down slightly open revealing his still toned chest adorned with a platinum and diamond chain.
His slacks were tailored within an inch of their life on his long, toned legs.
“Well, you look good.”
Eddie bent down to give her a kiss. “And you need to get dressed.”
She folded her arms. “Are you going to tell me what this is about? Where are we going?”
Eddie adjusted his cufflinks with a smirk. “Can’t a man surprise his woman?”
Nadine was still suspicious, but figured she’d just go along with it. “I guess. So what should I wear?”
“Actually, I picked you out something. It’s on your mannequin in your closet. Get dressed, boo.” Eddie smacked her ass, sending a spark down her spine. What’s gotten into him?
Nadine walked into her massive walk-in closet and looked around.
When her eyes landed on the mannequin, she froze.
It was a dress…barely. It was satin with spaghetti straps, fitted in the bodice, with a very high slit.
She was sure her ass cheek would be hanging out on the side.
Eddie had also picked out a thong, no bra, and black YSL heels.
It was definitely out of her comfort zone.
Actually, that wasn’t true. It was something she would have worn before they got married, when dating was fun and sexy.
Maybe Eddie’s trying to get that old thing back…
Quickly, Nadine hopped in the shower, oiled her body, put on some perfume and slipped into the dress and heels.
Her ass had swallowed the thong. She hadn’t worn a thong in forever, so she had to adjust to the feel again.
She decided to just let her naturally curly hair do its thing, running some product on her strands and drying with a diffuser to make her curls pop.
As she was putting the finishing touches on her makeup, Eddie walked up behind her, staring at her in the mirror.
Nadine took a quick glance up into his deep brown eyes.
Something was different. His gaze was much more… heated.
“You look delicious, baby.”
Nadine blushed. “Good enough to eat?” Honestly, all this build up was making her horny and if they skipped the surprise, she wouldn’t be mad. Just the look in Eddie’s eyes was making her wet.
Eddie let out a low chuckle. “Maybe later. I’m sure after tonight you’ll definitely be on the menu.” He bent down and kissed her shoulder. “See you downstairs.”
Nadine quickly finished getting ready. When she met Eddie downstairs, he held a massive bouquet of white roses. She smiled, appreciating all of the effort Eddie had gone through already to make tonight special. Whatever this surprise was, she was sure it would be worth it.
“Ya’ll have fun night, just don’t make another kid,” teased Alex, balancing her brother on her hip.
“Make a kid?” asked EJ, looking confused between his sister and parents.
Eddie chuckled. Nadine rolled her eyes. “Really, Alex?” The girl just refused to have a filter, sometimes. She definitely got that honest.
Alex winced. “Dang! Sorry.” She tickled her baby brother. “Let’s go watch cartoons and eat popcorn, Junior.”
Once the kids left the room, Eddie extended his hand to Nadine. “Shall we go, boo?”
Nadine slid her hand inside his large, warm palm. “Absolutely.”
After a forty-minute ride, the SUV came to an abrupt halt. Nadine had been distracted by all of Eddie’s flirtations to even take note of where they were going. When the driver opened the door, Nadine’s eyes adjusted to the gold script on the dark tinted doors of the otherwise nondescript building.
“Secrets, Eddie! Really?” Nadine whispered, turning to her husband beyond annoyed. Had he lost his damn mind?
Eddie took Nadine’s hand. She tried to wriggle her fingers free, but he held on tighter. “Deanie, just trust me, ok?”
Nadine was incensed. “So you want us to go in here and fuck other people?”
“Deanie,” Eddie slowly exhaled, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Why are you jumping straight to that? Did I say anything about that?”
Nadine swallowed, feeling gravel in her throat. “No, you didn’t. But there is only one reason folks come to this place!”
“No, it’s not. Consider these baby steps, love.” Eddie leaned over, kissing her gently on the cheek. “I wouldn’t throw you to the sharks the first night. I don’t roll like that.”
Nadine raised a brow. “What you mean by “the first night?””
“Baby, you know what I mean! You’ve gotta trust me. OK?”
Nadine had her reservations, but Eddie was nothing, if not trustworthy. “Alright. But if I get a whiff of some fuck shit, I am out, Eddie.”
“Fair enough. Just relax, baby. It’s going to be fun. Trust me.”
Inside, they were met by a well-dressed concierge at the front desk. To Nadine, he looked like someone’s sweet grandfather who slides $20 in your hand at Thanksgiving. He gave them a warm smile before speaking.
“Mr. and Mrs. Moody. Welcome to Secrets. We’ve received your reservation for tonight. As this is your first time, if you would, please fill out the information and we will escort you back for our special event tonight.”
Nadine squinted. Special event? If Eddie had her signed up for some kind of orgy thing, she would call an Uber, head home, and call a divorce attorney in the morning. Baby steps my ass.
She took the tablet from the concierge and her eyes widened as she scanned the screen. Biographical data. NDAs. STI questions. Financial queries. What did they want next? A vile of blood? She filled out her forms quickly. Once they both were done, Eddie slid his Black AMEX over for payment.
“That’ll be $10,000. Plus our processing fee.”
10k! The fuck. Nadine had to steady herself.
Of course, they had it. Eddie had been quite smart with cash post-retirement, not to mention, he now hard a very lucrative D1 coaching salary.
Nadine had major investments and had been very wise with her money.
She invested every dime of alimony she got from Drew in their divorce settlement.
But $10K seemed like an outrageous price to pay to potentially fuck people.
She couldn’t believe Tatum and Alisa had paid this amount of cash to get freaky.
Especially Alisa. Nadine wouldn’t call Alisa cheap, just frugal.
With her salons and businesses, she was strategic in how she spent money.
I guess horniness makes you do financially wild shit, Nadine thought.
Eddie bent down to whisper in her ear. “It’s just money, Deanie. Part of keeping it discreet. Don’t trip, boo.”
After they finished listening to a litany of rules, the concierge gave them a polite smile. “If you’ll follow me, please.” He pulled back the heavy black curtain, encouraging The Moodys to follow.
It was hazy in this area of the club. A few random lights shone as Nadine took in her surroundings. The concierge explained the layout. There was a dance floor, seating area, massive buffet on both sides, and a bar that wrapped around the back half of the club.
Nadine thought this was it, but the concierge led them past the bar and through another set of heavy, velvet curtains, down a narrow hallway that opened up into what looked like an intimate theater.
It appeared that Secrets was much larger than she imagined.
The concierge explained that this part of the club was meant for special events.
He did a quick run-down of the other areas that Nadine deduced were for sex, including something called The Dungeon.
She wasn’t trying to find out what that was tonight.
“Here are your seats. Enjoy the performance,” the concierge said, before turning to leave.
Performance?
Eddie held onto Nadine’s hand. “Let’s sit down and order a drink.”
She blew out a breath. “Yeah, I definitely need a drink.”
They slid into the half-moon shaped booth, upholstered in plush, green velvet not far from the stage.
A small square table was in front of them.
As soon as they sat, a shirtless man with locs pinned up in a bun approached the table.
Nadine’s mouth went dry as she took in the man in front of her.
He was gorgeously dark, darker than Eddie.
His face was framed with a gorgeous beard.
She could smell the beard oil all the way from where she sat.
And the body, my god. His chest and abs chiseled like a UFC fighter.
“Hello. I’m your personal bartender for tonight. What can I get for you?”
“I’ll take a glass of Louis XIII.” Eddie responded. “Nadine? What will you have?”
“Ma’am?” the bartender repeated. “Would you like anything?
Nadine hadn’t realized she’d been staring. She’d been distracted by her pussy thumping in her thong. “Yeah, can you get me a French 75?”
“With pleasure,” the bartender said, a slight smirk on his face as he headed back to the bar.
Nadine could feel Eddie’s eyes on her as her own followed their bartender. As soon as he was out of earshot, he asked, “Did you think our bartender was attractive?”
“I guess.” Nadine was downplaying her attraction. Lusting after another man in front of her husband was uncalled for. “I’m sorry I was gawking.”
Eddie shrugged. “Why are you apologizing? You’re married, not blind.”
“Still, I shouldn’t stare at other men like that. Especially in front of my husband.”
“Would you fuck him?”
Nadine’s neck nearly broke as she turned toward Eddie. “Why would you ask me that?”
“Because I’m curious.” Eddie slid his hand at the split in Nadine’s dress.
Nadine’s eyes lowered as she watched Eddie’s hand move higher and higher. When he got to the edge of her thong, right at the juncture of her thigh, she moaned.
“I asked you a question, Deanie, so answer me, love. I want honesty from you tonight. Would you fuck him?”
“No,” she purred, biting her lip. “I wouldn’t.”
Eddie’s finger went past her thigh and grazed her clit. “Really? I think you’re lying, baby.”
Nadine nearly bucked, the toe of her shoe hitting the edge of the table.
Her husband chuckled, softly. “Your pussy is telling the truth, so why can’t you, Nadine? Would you fuck him?”
“Fuck,” Nadine dropped her head to her chest. “Ok, yes. Fine. Yes, I would.”
Eddie slid his finger out of her panties. “When he comes back, I want you to tell him that.”
“What? Why?” Nadine was breathing hard as she stared at Eddie, wide eyed. He stared ahead as if he hadn’t had his fingers in her pussy seconds before. Never had he done something like that to her. What the hell had come over this man?
The bartender slid their drinks onto the table.
“What’s your name?” asked Eddie.
“Malcolm,” the handsome bartender answered.
“Malcolm, my wife has something she wants to say to you.” Eddie squeezed her thigh, hard, prompting her to speak.
“I’d fuck you,” Nadine blurted out.
Malcolm looked up, a slight smile on his face. “Well, I appreciate that, beautiful.” His eyes gave Nadine a once over, finally landing on her pushed-up breasts. “Trust me, I’d wear you the fuck out if I wasn’t on the clock. With your husband’s permission and your consent, of course.”
“I’d certainly give it to you. She is beautiful, isn’t she?” agreed Eddie, sipping his drink as his hand continued to squeeze.
“That she is,” agreed Malcolm. “If you need anything else, please let me know. As for any other requests, I get off in about an hour.” He winked at Nadine and made his way back to the bar.
Eddie released his hold from Nadine’s thigh, picking up his drink. “See how easy that was?”
“Fuck,” Nadine exhaled. Her whole body went hot, like molten lava. “Why did you make me do that?”
Eddie put down his cognac. “Because I want you to learn to demand pleasure. Ask for what you want. Say what you want. There is no shame in expressing desire. Ever.” He took a finger, tipping Nadine’s chin in his direction.
“You’re such a good girl, Deanie. But it’s ok not to be sometimes.
Don’t do it for me. Do it for yourself. Think you can do that? ”
“Yes,” Nadine’s voice felt so small, unrecognizable.
Eddie gave her a sweet kiss on her lips before letting go of her chin. “There’s my good girl.”
Fucking hell. That praise shouldn’t have shot electricity to her pussy, but it did. She downed her drink, the hint of gin hitting her chest with a slow burn. If this was a preview of the night, she wasn’t sure she could handle it. She was probably, no, definitely, going to need something stronger.