Free Kendra by Kandie Stixx Page A

drinking problem had gotten out of control after she had rejected him but after a long chat, they had decided to stay friends and live together still. Pulling off her dress, she pulled on her silver strappy number that hung just below her ass and strapped her stilettos to her feet before heading out of her room. Jack was just closing his door when he caught sight of her and nodded in acknowledgement before disappearing.
    Damn.
    She was already running late so she made a mental promise to check in on him tomorrow. Kendra took the stairs two at a time as she ran for the street. Chad was leaning against a black towncar just outside of her apartment.
    “How did you know I lived here?”
    “Employment profile.”
    Chuckling, she looked him up and down. He wore dark blue jeans that fit him perfectly. Every inch of his legs were tight against the denim, causing desire to shoot straight down to her pussy. His button down shirt was rolled up to his elbows again and he was cleanly shaven.
    “Wow…I'm not a piece of meat…stop looking at me as if you are weighing up the ways to devour me.”
    She immediately looked back up at him and smiled coyly. “Couldn't help it.”
    Chad held the door open for her and she moved inside. He moved around to the driver’s side and took off down the main street.
    “Where are we going?”
    “To a club.”
    “Which one?”
    “You won’t know it. It has exclusive membership, but if you like it, I'll organise a membership for you.”
    “Sounds a bit fancy.”
    He laughed. “Not at all. You'll see.”
    It was pretty exciting not knowing where they were heading. She watched the streets pass them by as he drove out of the city. Chad kept chatting away about random things and she answered, but her mind couldn't stray from the night ahead. She could only liken the feeling to a kid on Christmas Eve. Finally, they pulled up in a parking lot. The building looked to be an apartment block with a modern feel to it. Chad placed his hand on the small of her back and ushered her inside. Once in the foyer like reception area, a woman sat behind a large desk and smiled at them.
    “Mr. Caraway, it has been a long time.”
    “Indeed it has, Carissa. I'd like to show Kendra around. She is considering a membership here.”
    “Of course,” Carissa smiled over at her. She pulled something from a drawer and handed it to Kendra. It was a small pin with a stylish P on it.
    “Pin it to your dress,” Chad told her. She did as he told her and he ushered her through a door to the left. They walked right into an elevator which was decorated in deluxe black satin with the same stylish P on top of buttons.
    “What is this?”
    “You are in Pandora’s Box. It's one of my favourite places and I think you'll love it too. This is a place of no judgment and everyone is anonymous.”
    “Why would you bring me here?”
    “Because I want to show you the kind of relationship I want with you…and from what you have told me…it is the same as yours.”
    She knew he wanted more…why hadn't she listened to her gut? Oh well, she could put up with one night with him and give him the heave ho later. The elevator stopped on the third floor and Chad led her out. The room they had stepped into had booths shrouded in netting and all the lights were dim. The entire floor had a feeling of intimacy about it. 
    “Are we in a brothel?”
    He laughed. “No. But it is a place where men and women or women and women or men and men can meet and engage in guilt free sex.”
    “Swingers club?”
    “It's an anything goes club, Kendra. Most of these people are married to each other, and engage with others who won't try to trick them or tell anyone else.”
    Kendra turned to him then, realising what he was saying. “This is what you meant by we could both have what we wanted? An open relationship?”
    “Kenny…as long as you came home to me every night, I don't care who you fuck and I would expect the same from you.”
    Her chest was