Sophie's Run by Wells Nicky

Author:Wells, Nicky [Wells, Nicky]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781938404498
Publisher: Theoklesia, LLC
Published: 2013-01-15T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Three

“So…did you have sex with him?” Rachel asked conversationally while she was blowing on her cappuccino to cool it.

We were at our local coffee shop in Tooting to resurrect our old tradition of debriefing each other on our love lives on a Saturday morning. Having overheard her very direct question, the couple at the next table gave me an amused glance. I could feel myself blushing. Instead of a response, I tried a meaningful eye-rolling, mouth-twisting kind of gesture that was meant to say, “well, yes.”

Rachel wasn’t having it. She wanted to hear it.

“Did you? Come on, you must have done,” she teased.

I held my hands up in surrender. “Okay, yes, I did.” Muffled snorts from the next table indicated that the couple was still listening to our conversation.

“It was great,” I elaborated. Inspiration struck, and I continued wickedly. “Especially when the others arrived.” Complete silence next door now. Good.

Rach was confused. “What others?”

I pretended coyness once more. “You know,” I said pointedly. “The others.”

Rachel leaned back in her chair and sipped at her cappuccino. The couple at the next table sat frozen, she with her teaspoon mid-stir, he with his toast halfway up his mouth. Rachel’s eyes twinkled. She had cottoned on.

“Oh,” she said. “The others. I see.” She took another sip of her cappuccino while she was working out how to take this charade further.

“I thought you guys had stopped all that kinky stuff.”

I grinned wistfully. “We had. But, you know…well, it’s quite addictive.” She next door had now put her spoon down, her eyes as big as saucers. She was trying hard not to stare, but not quite succeeding. I pretended not to notice.

“Was Big Dick there?” Rachel demanded randomly.

“Absolutely,” I deadpanned. “And Bender. And Pussy.”

Bender? Rachel mouthed in amusement, but kept going. “Gosh, I’m sorry I missed it. Where did you do it this time?”

“In the cellar,” I was quick to respond. I had this worked out in my head now.

“Which one?” Rach asked, as though there was a whole array of S&M places we were both used to frequenting. “The one with the chains and the spikes, or the dark room?”

“The wet one. With the water boards,” I shot back, totally nonchalant. Rachel drew in a fake breath of horror. “Not the wet room?” she stage-whispered.

A vicious clattering next door suggested that she had knocked over her teacup. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that he put down his toast and got up. Throwing me an extremely dirty look, he pulled his girlfriend to her feet and they left, a picture of moral outrage and disgust.

Rachel and I burst out laughing before the door had closed behind them.

When all was relatively quiet again, Rachel returned her attention to the subject at hand.

“So, did you sleep with him?” she asked once more.

“I did,” I admitted, and felt my face splitting into a huge grin. “Of course I did. It was wonderful.”

“Tell me everything,” Rachel invited, as she would have done of old. I opened my mouth to relate the whole lovely evening but changed my mind.

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