Part 7 (2/2)

I think Marcias trying to set us up.

Don glanced in the rearview mirror. Why do you say that?

Because I bet there wasnt an electrical problem at the club.

Ah.

She sighed. I love Marcia and Derrick, but I need to find my own place. I cant live with them forever.

I have an extra room you can rent.

Don couldnt believe hed said it out loud, but the shocked look on Carls face meant yep, he probably had.

You do? she asked.

He swallowed. Yeah. Pool and a hot tub, too. We could move you in tomorrow, if you wanted.

How much a month?

He did some quick mental calculations. Seven hundred, which includes utilities, plus groceries. He could then drop Carls rent by three hundred a month.

Can we go look at it?

Right now?

Sure, if you dont mind.

Okay. Might want to call Marcia so she doesnt worry when we dont show up, though.

Good idea.

While she was on the phone, he glanced at Carl again, who gave him a thumbs-up close to his body, so Mel couldnt see it from where she sat in the backseat.

When she ended the call, she laughed. Oh, no shocker, the electrical problem was no biggie, and we were told to take our time.

Yeah, we were set up, Don said. But seriously, its okay. And no pressure. If you dont like the house, you can tell us no thanks, and no hard feelings about it.

No, this is probably just what I need. I love them, but I cant mooch off them.

And since Marcia is likely trying to shove us all together, lets make it easy on her, Carl said.

Don fought the urge to smack his friend.

But apparently Mel hadnt taken it the same way he had. Yeah, true. I hope you guys arent mad at her for that.

No, not at all, Don said.

It wont be weird for you guys, having me there?

Not if its not weird for you, Don said.

She went quiet for a moment. Can I ask you guys something?

Sure. He really liked Mel, and not just as a play partner. She was smart, fun to talk to, and funny.

I joined FetLife this week, right? To get in touch with people. And Im getting creeped on already and I havent even been a member for four days. I saw there are options for like under protection and stuff. Would it be okay if I put something like that on my profile and listed you two?

Don nearly ran into the back of the car in front of them, whod stopped to avoid running a stale yellow light.

Absolutely, he said. His eyes widened as he looked over at Carl, whose eyes were also wide.

Maybe we should buy a lotto ticket before going home, too.

Cool, thank you. I really appreciate that.

He stared at Carl, who stared back at him.

Holy mother of farking what the h.e.l.l?

Carl couldnt believe this. A woman he was attracted to was seriously considering moving in with them and had asked if she could list them on her FetLife profile.

Um, h.e.l.lo, Karma? Whatever I did? Thank you!

An hour later, they were heading to the club. Yes, Mel was happy with the room. It was a little larger than the one at Derrick and Marcias house, and they had the pool and hot tub.

While shed used the bathroom at the house, he and Don had stepped into the living room to talk briefly and get on the same page. Don would be lowering his rent, which wasnt even his main concern.

He didnt want to f.u.c.k up their friends.h.i.+p over her.

Shes not even divorced yet, Carl said. Lets agree right now to keep things limited to friends and roomies and play partners until her divorce goes through.

You read my mind.

They shook on it. Let her be our submissive, eventually? Carl asked.

If she wants it, sure, Don said. Im not going to ask her that right now, though. But I think we can have a lot of fun as play partners with her.

I sure hope so, Carl said. Because Id really like to get to know her better.

Chapter Eight.

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