“But there are like…a bajillion rooms in this place.” I gestured to a nearby door labeled with a handcuff symbol.
“If tonight is Ocelot’s secret sex party, then all these rooms will be locked until the party begins. That leaves only a few places where they could be.”
Tanner grabbed my hand and guided me out of the never-ending hallway and into a ridiculously fancy foyer. Two stories. Double staircase. A chandelier the size of a car. It was insane. There were so many things to explore. Tanner picked up his pace.
We were going to go search one of the lounges, whatever that meant, but on our way down the grand staircase, we heard loud moans coming from the men’s locker room.
“Sounds like Chastity took Karl to a bathroom stall,” I said.
The moans got louder as we approached. And then I nearly slipped on her dress crumpled in a pile at the locker room entrance.
We walked in and…
“Ahhh!” I tried to hide my eyes. Because Chastity hadn’t taken him into a stall. She had just bent over and let him fuck her from behind right in the middle of the bathroom. But the really shocking part was that she was simultaneously giving head to some other guy.
Damn, girl!I’d walked in on Chastity plenty of times in college, but never with two guys.
The guys looked over but didn’t stop.
Tanner pulled out the same symbol he’d shown to Ocelot. “That’s enough, guys. Party’s over.”
The guy getting head pulled back immediately and ran away with his junk in his hands. Karl started to pull out too, but Chastity reached back and grabbed his ass.
“Wait,” she said. “Don’t stop.”
“Nope,” said Tanner. “It’s time to go.” He sounded so calm, like the scene in front of us was totally normal.
“Can’t he at least finish?” asked Chastity. “I don’t want to leave him with blue balls. It goes against Single Girl Rule 24: No blue balls allowed. Finish what you start.”
“Fucking Single Girl Rules,” Tanner mumbled under his breath.
“Yeah man,” said Karl. “Just give me one more minute.”
“Out. Now,” growled Tanner.
Karl frowned and gave Chastity one more good thrust before pulling out.
“Boo,” said Chastity. “Why are you ruining all my fun?”
Tanner grabbed her dress off the floor and tossed it to her. “You shouldn’t be here.”
“They didn’t seem to mind that I was in the men’s room…”
“I meant at Club Onyx.”
“Who even was that second guy?” I asked.
“No idea. But he walked in on us and asked to join. He didn’t quite have 8 abs and 8 inches, but it was close enough.”
“See?” I said to Tanner. “I told you Rule #8 was a thing!”
Tanner shook his head. “It all makes sense now. You didn’t tell me that Chastity was the one who made the rules up.”
“Made it up?” asked Chastity as she put her lingerie back on. “I beg your pardon. The Single Girl Rules are a time-honored tradition among single women all over the world that aren’t basic.”
I’d described them just right. I gave myself a mental high-five. #NailedIt.Yas queen!I’d used a hashtag right!
“We can talk more about this later,” Tanner said. “But right now we’re leaving.”
