Page 14 of Blinded
She dipped her head, and at his raised eyebrow she confirmed verbally, “Yes, Sir, thank you for asking.”
Jim gave her an approving smile and held out a hand. “Let us accompany you downstairs then.” He turned to his wife. “Come along, melda.”
Jim and Paula stayed at her side as she dressed on wobbly legs. It had been an interesting game!
When they returned downstairs, Sandra gave the bracelets back to Bob and joined the groups of submissives that had gathered at the bar. Sandra felt eyes on her from a group of doms and looked up to stare in the eyes of GT. Ugh, why is that asshole always here when I am? He didn’t deserve any of her attention or thoughts. Sandra hurried over to a small group of subs and said in a bright voice, “Well, what did you think of the game?”
Julie clapped her hands and squealed, earning a grimace from Peter and an indulgent smile from Mitch. Mitch? The rigger had taken his place behind the bar and was serving drinks. Sandra narrowed her eyes as she studied him, and a plan formed in her head. She listened to the others tell about their ‘dates,’ nodding and humming in the appropriate places. Her mind was on the man with the short, cropped hair, the unassuming face and the kind eyes. Sandra looked down at his hands. Had those fingers caressed her, tied her, been inside her?
“Hey!” Ruby’s exclamation made Sandra jump.
“Sorry?” What was the matter?
“We’ve been talking to you, and you’re staring at Mitch as if you’ve never seen the man before,” Ruby accused.
The “sorry,” Sandra uttered sounded different from the first.
Julie continued retelling her experiences, “It was so much fun playing with different Doms. For me, the blindfold added to the experience. I wonder who I played with? Did any of you recognize your Doms?”
Most of her friends shook their heads, but Ruby said, “I know my first Dom was Will. I’ve been playing regularly with him, and I know his touch and the way he handles the ropes. I have no clue who the second was. How about you, Erin?”
Erin answered, “My second was easy – it was Molly. I think she’s the only single Domme. The first one, though.” She paused meaningfully. “So, okay, I’m gay, but my first Dom was very talented with his fingers and I enjoyed his touch. His kisses, though!” She shuddered and made a disgusted face. “Give me a woman anytime!”
Sandra tried to concentrate on the things her friends were talking about, but her gaze kept drifting to the man behind the bar.
Ruby nudged her and cocked her head.
“Sorry,” Sandra mouthed – aware her verbal responses were lacking – and walked over to where Mitch was serving drinks. She hopped on a barstool and waited for Mitch to finish serving Lynn and notice her. Lynn, hmm. Had she been among the dominants in the game? Sandra had talked to her at a munch once but she didn’t know her orientation since their discussion had mostly revolved around clothes and Lynn’s transition.
Mitch turned his attention to her. “Sandra,” the rope Top said kindly, “what can I get you?”
“May I have a gin and tonic, please,” Sandra replied.
“Sure, coming right up.”
Sandra observed as Mitch prepared her drink. His hands looked soft like her second Top’s had been but smaller than she expected. The sure and efficient movements looked familiar, though.
Mitch leaned over the bar to hand her the glass, and Sandra bent forward to accept her drink. “Thank you, Sir.” She made sure to inhale deeply through her nose and almost fell off her stool. Mitch smelled nice, but woodsy and floral. He wasn’t her second play partner!
Her mind reeled as she took a small sip of her drink and half turned to lean against the bar. A big shadow fell over her, and she balanced the glass on her knee so she could look up without spilling. Sandra scowled as she realized it was Gregory T. Lewis, standing way too close for her comfort. Surely the club was big enough for both of them. There was no need to be in each other’s space as far as she was concerned.
“Do you mind?” She nudged him with her elbow, but he didn’t budge. She gulped air to give him a piece of her mind and then his scent hit her. He smelled male, with a cool and spicy cologne. Sandra couldn’t believe it. Asshole Lewis had been her second play partner. She’d not only played with the infuriating man and let him touch her intimately, but she’d enjoyed it!
Chapter Five
GT looked down at the beautiful brunette. She’d been the bane of his existence for so many weeks, but he’d never bound a sweeter jujun'na. From the look of disdain on her face, she still hated his guts. Would she realize he had been her second Top? Had she felt the fantastic chemistry between them?
“You – you,” Sandra spluttered.
GT gave her a lazy smile and drawled, “I what, sweetheart?”
Her eyes blazed fire. Apparently, she hadn’t forgiven him for the hard time he’d given her. GT had to admit, he had been kind of an asshole to her. I think it’s time for the groveling now.
“Look, Sandra, I’m sorry for how I behaved as your patient.” See, I can be a reasonable guy!
She looked at him in shock.
“I mean it. I was an asshole to you, and that wasn’t fair.” He placed his hand over hers. “I was frustrated, and you were doing your job. A damn fine job, I must admit because I was back at work two weeks earlier than predicted.”
