Page 13 of Voyeur
“Why?”
“Because I hadn’t planned on that.”
“On what?” Silver asked.
“That. What we were doing.”
“What were we doing?”
“Um… You were holding me and talking to me while we were watching,” Honor said.
“Yes. And what were you doing?” Silver asked, taking another step closer to Honor. “Clenching those thighs together, releasing them, driving me so crazy that I just had to come in my office.”
Honor gasped.
“Yes, a friend of mine volunteered to help, but I was thinking about you.”
“Volunteered to help?” Honor asked.
“She touched herself. I rubbed my clit so hard; I came and still feel it in my toes,” Silver said out loud in a room filled with people.
She hadn’t whispered or tried to cover her mouth. Honor wasn’t sure anyone had heard her, but Silver hadn’t hidden the words either way. Honor, on the other hand, never would’ve admitted that to anyone, especially not in a room where others could hear.
“You do that with a friend?”
“Sometimes,” Silver replied. “That friend is actually one of the performers. She’s in a relationship with my best friend.”
“They’re together, but you–”
“It’s really not that complicated,” Silver interrupted, but Honor didn’t mind because she wasn’t sure what she’d say next anyway. “I was friends with Brandi, but nothing ever happened. Then, she met Devin, and Devin was into it, so we tried things out, and they worked. They love each other but invite others into their bed whenever they want, and they’re allowed to be with people on their own, too. I’m one of those people, sometimes. It works for us.”
“So, they go home together, but you two just…”
“We didn’t fuck tonight; I just watched her. Devin watched me, too, technically, but I needed something because someone left me high and, well, I’d say dry, but we both know I’d be lying.” Silver’s smirk returned. “I was soaked and so hard. Devin was there and interested. It worked for both of us. Now, she’ll go home and take care of Brandi and vice versa. Then, they’ll be back tomorrow night to do that in front of a crowd.”
“The last show,” Honor whispered more to herself than to Silver.
“Actually, not the last show anymore,” Silver said.
“Sorry?”
“We’re extending it. I just sent an email out to the performers to see who’s available, but we were able to push back our next show. We’re keeping this one open through next Sunday.”
“Next Sunday?”
“Yes. Why? Are you interested in coming back more than one time?”
“Oh, I–” Honor cut herself off this time. “I don’t know. I have work.”
“What do you do?”
“I’m in–”
“You’re tempted to lie right now, aren’t you?” Silver took Honor’s hand. “You don’t have to. There is no shame in coming to a show like this. Want me to walk you through why?”
“Huh?”
“Why this is an art show and not some porn shoot,” Silver clarified. “Not that there’s anything wrong with that. I’ve been to a couple; tasteful and professional.”