Page 17 of The Secret Job: Into the Depths of Depravity
I quickly answer before more comes along, “Good news, I think. The owners were impressed with the feedback from the charity job and have allowed me access to the Red job board,” I say blowing out a breath I hadn’t realised I was holding. I watch as Sophie’s eyes bulge out of her head.
“Already?!” she asks.
“Yeah, apparently so. Sandy has requested if I do take the jobs, I just check in with you or herself afterwards.”
“Yeah absolutely, I’m always here for you. There can be some wild jobs posted on there, Roxy.”
I smile wickedly back, “I cannot wait to see!”
“Oh boy, and when you see, you cannot unsee,” she is quick to reply. “So, everything is ok?”
“Yeah, everything is fine. I think I see Sandy more how you do now rather than as my scary boss. It was a nice chat, I’m glad she pulled me aside for it.”
“Good, I’m glad to hear it. Sandy is cool, she’s got our backs. Always,” Sophie replies as a couple of clients walk in and take a seat at a table which is my cue to get to work.
We work together companionably as always before leaving together and driving to our usual spot for lunch. Sitting in a corner, Sophie gapes at me as she listens to every day I spent captive with the eight men, swoons at my descriptions of them, sits open mouthed at the description of where they held me and how they all made me feel. I revel in her awe and the way she gets it. I tell her about all the kinks and the men they belonged to. She gasps in shock and adoration at the right times and claps and stomps her feet below the table when I relay our last evening gangbang for her ears only.
Sophie consoles me when I tell her how heartbreaking I found it to leave the men and say goodbye. She almost chokes on her bagel when I tell her about my weekend away with James and being collared and fucked by my husband and his best friend. When my story is over I look up at my friend who looks like she’s been through an emotional rollercoaster.
“Are you ok?” I ask laughingly.
“Honey, amIok? I’m sweet, babe. It’s I who should be asking you. I don’t even know where to start.”
Laughing at her dramatics I reply honestly, “Yeah, I think I’m ok. The weekend away was exactly what I needed to reconnect with James and try and get over the men. Maybe the best friend part shook me a little, but I think I’m ok about that until I see him next. I’m not sure where James has left things with him, I get the feeling he wants it again seeing as he enjoyed it so much.”
“And you?” Sophie asks more seriously.
“I want to make James happy; he lets me work as a playmate for a start, the least I can do is live out his fantasies if that’s what he wants.”Especially with Matty,I think to myself but don’t add. A seed has been sown into my heart and my mind, it makes me nervous just thinking about it.
“Yeah, but you know Matty. Heck I feel like I know him and I haven’t even met him from what you’ve told me about him before.”
“Yeah I’m not sure. I’ve always liked him a lot, now I like him more but in a different kind of way. It makes me uneasy. I know I feel similar with my clients, but I know deep down I may never see them again and that gives me some kind of line or barrier. With Matty, there is no line or barrier. I’m worried things can turn into more and with that unknown, it feels like walking on ice that could break at any moment.”
“And have you said this to James?”
“Yes, I have. He knows. The ball is in his court for now I guess.”
“Use your voice if you don’t want it to go further. Yes, James allows you to be a playmate, but he loves you doing it and he knows there are no strings attached. With Matty, there are strings, he just doesn’t see them yet.”
I sigh knowing she’s right. “I will speak up if I need to. I really don’t want our life to blow up because I develop feelings for his best mate.” I groan into my now cold chamomile tea.
I look at my watch and groan again, “Sophie, I’ve spent our entire lunch talking just about me. How are things with you, how is Sam?” I ask knowing we have to leave very soon.
“I have loved every second of hearing everything about what has been going on with you. I would have tied you down in the locker room had you not agreed to come to lunch with me.”
I smile, knowing that is exactly what she would have done too.
“I am fine, Sam is fine. Everything has just been normal. My charity job went well and I fucking loved being tied up Shibari style. When I was suspended, unable to move my arms and legs, you have no idea the positions he took me in. I thought my soul had left me and I was meeting Jesus.”
“Sophie!”
“Well, it’s true. I will fight anyone who goes for that job if it’s ever posted again. It’s mine.”
“All yours,” I concede as we stand up to leave the café and part ways.
Sophie pulls me into a big hug before we leave. “I’m so glad the week went well for you and you smashed it like always.”
“Thanks Soph, with your support, I can do anything.”
