positions perfect and she responded to Dex’s orders without hesitation. But Dex wasn’t fully attentive to his sub and neither really looked engaged with each other. In fact, Dex couldn’t keep his eyes off the stage. Something definitely wasn’t right about this pair.
Regan was dying to get some private time with Elena and get more details about her and Dex, but she hadn’t been able to work it out lately. She decided to stir the pot a little and leaned closer to Dex, speaking loudly to be heard over the music. “Elena sure looks and sounds amazing tonight don’t you think Master Dex?”
Dex frowned at her and looked around for Rick. He might need his help to control his sassy little sub. “Don’t start, Regan.” He spoke to her in his strictest Dom voice, warning her that this was not a subject he was discussing.
Regan shrugged and looked to Megan or Joanna, for support but both were busily occupied with their Doms. With no one else to talk to and not feeling like screaming over the music anyway she leaned back to enjoy the show but her mind started to wander again. She turned her attention to Tony and Meg.
They were a sharp contrast to the coolness of Dex and Shelby. Tony and Megan were the very image of happiness, love and true contentment and simply couldn’t keep their hands off each other. In fact, Megan was curled up in her big Dom’s lap and they were kissing. Tony had his hand up her short skirt and was cupping a rounded cheek right in front of everyone at the table. Megan didn’t seem to mind, though. It was as if no one else existed but the two of them.
The group was rounded out by Master Peter and Joanne, his wife and submissive of thirty years. They were a fun-loving couple that lived the lifestyle both in and out of The Club. As a general’s wife, Joanna had a behind the scenes role. She was very active in supporting her husband’s career but also involved in the community with events that supported military families. Regan had done volunteer work with her and they had become close during the years Rick had been deployed. The love the couple had for each other was obvious, and other couples envied their relationship, which had withstood long periods of separation during wartime, the stress of raising a large family, which now included grandchildren, and now retirement and relocation.
Although she didn’t begrudge any of the other couples their happiness, it really made things hard on Regan - especially Tony and Megan, whose lovey-dovey behavior made Regan long for the old days, before pregnancy tests and hormones, before secrets and lies. Her relationship with Rick had always been based on trust and honesty but she had changed that. She didn’t like the woman she was becoming, a lying, scheming, deceitful bitch. He really deserved much better.
Elena finished her last set of the evening and many of the couples began to retreat to the private rooms and member’s only playroom. Regan stood on the rungs of her bar stool to see over the crowd, searching for Rick. Just then the crowd parted enough for her to see him chatting with blonde FBI agent by the bar. Plopping back down in her seat she muttered under her breath. Fuckin’ A. This was really starting to get ridiculous. Every time they came to The Club lately he spent more time with Agent Big Boobs than he did with his own sub.
Taking a breather from his make out session with her sister, Tony picked up on Regan’s bad attitude and followed her heated glare to where his buddy stood across the room. “You’re way off base on that one, little sister. Rick’s interest in her is purely professional,” Tony warned her in a definitive Dom tone.
This caught Megan’s attention and she turned to see what they were talking about. Following Regan’s example, she also stood on the rungs of her tall bar stool trying to see what her brother-in-law was up to. She lost her