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She and Donna were always each other’s emergency

phone call in case either one needed to get out of a date fast

and they needed to pretend there was an emergency. Good

thing they made this contingency plan, too, because they had

both needed the out on occasion. It was particularly useful in

the dreaded blind date scenario.

“You got it. What are you going to wear?”

Shit. Grace had not thought that far ahead. “Maybe the

black velvet top I leant to you for your first night with Sam.”

It seemed to work well for Donna in the romance

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department.

“Good idea. Men love velvet on a woman. Makes them

want to touch us,” Donna agreed.

Grace sincerely hoped it made men want to undress

women as well as touch them. “Alright. Let me get back to

work. I want to get out of here early so I can go home and

change and then call Guy. I’ll call you later.”

“I’ll be waiting. This is so exciting!”

That was an understatement. Grace might need surgery

to remove the smile from her face she was so damn happy.

She would cancel tomorrow’s therapy appointment, too. This

just proved she was right and Joyce her former therapist was

totally wrong. Grace
did
need a man in her life to make her

happy and what was more, she had found him and happiness

without losing an ounce of weight.

And nothing made Grace happier than being right,

maybe a new outfit, or a new man, but besides that, nothing.

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“I am really glad you called me, Grace.” Guy smiled at her

and sipped at the glass of wine she had poured for him from

the bottle she brought to his apartment. She had splurged. It

was a good bottle, costing double what she usually spent for

her and the girls to drink. But this was an occasion.

She smiled and positioned herself in the most attractive

pose she could manage on his too deep and too soft sofa. The

thing was like sinking into a waterbed. He did not know it,

but he was extremely lucky the red wine had remained

mostly in the glass when she sat and found herself suddenly

engulfed.

“I had thought you, me, and your friends Jade and

Donna could have hung out together for a few drinks, but

this is good, too.”

You had to love a man who liked your friends. There

was no possible way she could date anyone who didn’t like

Donna or their other good friend Belinda and visa versa. It

was an unwritten rule among them. Jade was new to the mix,

having just started hanging out with them recently when she

began working with Donna, but Grace magnanimously

included her now. “I am so glad you like my friends. It

means a lot to me.”

He smiled. “Oh, I like them. Don’t you worry about that.

I hope to get to know them a lot better, too…along with you,

of course.”

Grace smiled. Wasn’t he sweet?

“So, tell me what you like.” Guy ran one finger up and

down Grace’s sleeve.

Donna was totally right. Men did like touching velvet.

“You seem to know what I like already. So far,

everything you have given me is perfect.” Grace could not

keep it in any longer. She had to let him know she had

figured out his secret.

Guy frowned. “Everything I’ve given you?”

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Grace smiled sweetly at him. “It’s alright, Guy. You

don’t have to pretend any longer. I know you are my secret

admirer. I know the flowers, the candy, the coffee and

croissant and all those sweet emails were from you…and the

sexy instant messages, too.”

Guy’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh. Well…did you really like

all that stuff I did? Even the sexy instant messages?”

Grace slid, nearly swam, a bit closer to him on the

couch. “Yes. I loved
everything
.”

He grinned at her. “Good, good. But of course I want to

know more about you. So tell me, what do you like?”

“Well, I love to shop. I mean everywhere. Not just the

big department stores, but little antique stores, flea markets,

garage sales, pawn shops. I love going to karaoke and I’m

really good at it, too. The only time I’m really happy is when

I’m singing.” Grace took in a breath to continue on with her

list of likes and dislikes when Guy touched her shoulder.

He smiled at her and ran a finger down her face. “You

are so funny. That’s all really interesting, babe. But I was

talking about sex. What do you like to do in bed?”

Grace closed her mouth when she noticed it had popped

open at his forwardness. But then again, they had already

had cyber sex together. It’s not like they had not already

shared an incredible orgasm or two.

“Um, I don’t know. The usual stuff I guess.” She

shrugged. She remembered the way he described on instant

messenger what incredible things he would do to her if they

were together and added. “I like the same things as you.”

Guy’s eyes lit up. “Really. That’s good to know. Hey,

you know what I just bought?”

Her interest piqued at the renewal of the shopping topic.

“What?”

“A sex swing. I haven’t installed it yet. They tell you it

is really important to install the hook correctly, but I think

it’s all bullshit just so you can’t sue them if you do it wrong.

They have to cover their ass. We know how that is. We’re

both lawyers.”

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She nodded, covering her ignorance until she decided to

simply confess the truth. “What’s a sex swing?”

His eyes opened wide and he laughed. “You don’t

know? It’s a swing that hangs from the ceiling. You get in it

and I can put you in pretty much any position I want while I

fuck you. There’s this one move called the Chinese Basket

where I spin you around while I’m in you. I’m dying to try

that.”

Grace considered herself a modern woman when it came

to sex. After all, she did come prepared with her own

condoms. But this might be more than she could handle.

Would being with her dream lover/secret admirer mean

having to be hung from the ceiling and spun while impaled

on her lover’s penis?

She realized he was watching her expectantly, waiting

for a reaction or comment or something. “Oh, that sounds

like fun.” Good thing she was a Thespian in school and

could act with the best of them.

“It will be my pleasure to show it to you once I get it

installed.” Then he cringed. “There’s a weight limit listed on

the box, though. I’ll have to check that. You might be too

big. That’s okay though. It comes with an instruction book

and there are positions to do it with me in the swing, too.”

Grace was momentarily speechless. She finally

managed, “Oh, that’s good.”

“Yeah. It’s going to be a blast. The last girl I told about

it said, ‘you can’t install that, what’s your landlord gonna

say about the big fucking hook in the ceiling?’ Know what I

told her?”

Grace shook her head in disbelief.

“That I’d tell him it was a plant hook! Isn’t that genius?

It helps having this brain of mine sometimes.”

Again Grace could do nothing but nod. How could

someone be so different in person than they were online?

She did not have time to ponder the phenomenon further

as he put down his glass as well as hers and pressed one knee

between her legs. Then his mouth was on hers and she tasted

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the wine on both of their tongues.

She swallowed her surprise at the sudden move, which

got even bolder as he grabbed her breast in one hand and

squeezed.

He lifted his head and, just when she thought he couldn’t

shock her any more than he already did, said, “You know

what I would love right now?”

She shook her head again.

“If you would blow me, babe.”

A bit cruder than she expected, but he had written his

favorite thing to do to a woman was oral sex. Maybe he was

thinking of the good old sixty-nine so they could cum

together. That might be nice, actually.

She smiled and ran a hand up and down his arm this

time. “I’ll do you if you do me.” She raised a brow and

waited.

Guy laughed. “Oh, no, babe. Sorry. That is one thing

Guy does not do.”

Grace frowned. Besides the fact he was referring to

himself in the third person, which was a bit creepy, he was

saying the exact opposite of what he said to her online. “I

thought you loved to go down on women. It was your

favorite thing to do.”

He shook his head. “No way. Never have, never will.

But I’m well endowed enough to get the job done when the

time comes, don’t you worry about that.”

And thank god for the contingency plan, because

Donna’s emergency phone call came just when she needed it

most. She grabbed for her purse and the cell phone that

would save her like a passenger on a sinking ship grabbed

for the last life preserver. “Hello?”

Donna said in her ear, “Help, I have a terrible

emergency. Can you come and save me?” Grace heard her

giggle.

“What, Donna? You have an emergency? You need me

over there right away? But I’m out at the moment… Oh.

Okay, I’ll be right over.”

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She disconnected over the sound of Donna saying, “You

better call me back the second you are out of his sight!”

“I am so sorry, Guy, but my friend Donna has a big

problem and she really needs me.”

“Donna? Why don’t you call her up and have her come

over here. We can help her together,” Guy suggested.

“Thanks. That is a sweet offer, but I better go. Talk to

you at work.” Grace was backing toward the door when she

spotted the bottle of wine she had brought. “You know, she

sounded as if she needed this. I’m just gonna grab it. Bye.

Thanks.”

Grace did not believe in running anywhere. She did not

even cross the city streets in front of traffic fast. She figured,

being a lawyer, if they hit her, she would sue them. That was

her theory. But she left Guy’s apartment, and his building,

faster than she had moved anywhere in a very long time.

She had Donna re-dialed before her key hit the car

ignition.

“What the hell happened?” Donna demanded upon

answering the phone. She could have just said hello instead.

“He’s a perv,” Grace answered.

“What? Why? What did he do?” Donna sounded

shocked and actually, a bit intrigued.

“He wanted to hang me from the ceiling in a sex swing

and spin me around while we did it!”

“What? I don’t even know what a sex swing is.” Grace

heard Donna turn to her boyfriend and ask, “Sam, have you

ever heard of a sex swing? It hangs on the ceiling and…”

Grace heard Sam’s response interrupt Donna. “I know

what it is. Who the fuck is on that phone that is using one?”

Then she heard Donna answer, “Grace,” and it was all

she could do to not pull the cork out of the wine bottle with

her teeth and take a swig. What had she been reduced to? All

to get a damn date for Valentine’s Day.

“I don’t care if Sam is there. I’m coming over,” Grace

declared into the phone.

“You bet you are! I want to hear the rest,” Donna agreed.

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Grace threw the car into drive. “I’ll be right over, and

I’ve got wine.”

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The next day, the foul February weather matched Grace’s

dark mood perfectly. If fighting the chill rain was not enough

to ruin her day, the memory of the prior night and how her

secret admirer was a perv sure was.

How could she have been so wrong about her secret

admirer? He was so sweet this past week, with the gifts and

emails and the one incredible sexual interlude they had

together. When in real life, he was one step away from being

a sexual deviant!

Grace dumped her giant sack of a purse on the floor next

to her desk and flung her large framed body into the chair

with a deep frustrated sigh. And then she noticed the gift box

waiting on her desk. She stared at it as if it might bite her.

Never in her life had she been unhappy to see a present

meant for her…until now.

What could be inside? Judging from the size of the box,

and her newfound knowledge of her formerly secret