Choosing Her Lover

Ryan is scanning the room, looking for me.

“Want to introduce us properly to your friend?” asks James. “In a situation where we’ll talk about something other than cooling systems.

Of course I do.

I wave across the floor. Ryan sees me and his face lights up, smiling at me as though there is no-one else in the room.

We cross to each other, meeting in the middle, where he coils an arm around my waist, reeling me in to kiss me on the cheek.

“Hi, sorry to be so long. It was a bit more….”

“That’s fine. You’re all done now? We have the evening?”

“Yes, we have the evening.” He slips his fingers into mine, and holding hands, I tug him back towards the trio.

“Um, this is Ryan…. and um, you met James earlier. This is Michael and Charlotte.”

“Please to meet you, Michael.” Ryan offers his hand and the two shake. “And you too, Charlotte.” He leans to kiss her lightly on the cheek, then moves to stand by me, his arm around my waist. “You’ve known each other long?”

I prevaricate. This is not yet the time to explain how I first met James and Michael. “Charlotte and I only just met when I started the new job. We don’t really know each other very well.” I explain.

“I suspect that will change,” says James. “Charlotte doesn’t have too many female friends. Another intelligent woman might be welcome company for her? Someone to talk to.” He cocks an eye at her.

“No question of finding an intelligent woman to be good company for a man, then?” she replies, her tone wry.

I suppress a laugh and look away. All three men look baffled. “Have I said something amiss?” asks James.

My eyes meet with Charlotte’s and as we grin, I know that we are both thinking the same thing.

Michael says “What are you talking about, Charlotte? We talk with you all the time…. don’t we?”

bright, intelligent woman. Why

try to choose my

The fragile male ego….

of men say they like intelligent women. I’ve never encountered one who, when it came to

I do like intelligent women. It’s one of the things that I find attractive in you; that I can

Really? Can’t say I’ve ever been asked to get my brains out for

and even

“Excuse me for a moment while

in by the waist tight to him and murmurs by my ear. “If I ever appear to insult your intelligence, then tell me. Don’t dwell

continues,

rising up

does he do

and if I like him enough to fuck we get on with it. But

but I don’t know what

His brows arch….

He’s not fooled….

are now chatting with another couple who

his mouth.

to

You

are not the point. She’s legally married to Michael, but

I

is about places like this….” I wave my hand around the Club…. “…. is that just about everyone here understands. If you live your life differently, or you

I taking him too

place? I think we’re a bit surplus to need here.” He nods to where James, Michael, and Charlotte are now deep in conversation

stages of nudity; the cage, which right now contains a girl in a leather harness on her knees and offering her open mouth to passersby. One man stops, pushing his semi-erect cock at her while his friend stands by to watch. In the orgy room, the vast bed, easily large enough

says Ryan. “Are