“They don’t have a full liquor license, so it’s beer or wine. The Indian beer is pretty good,” Gillian said, holding up her glass. She took a sip and set it back down, leaning against her husband. “So is everyone ready for some fun tonight?”

“Of course we are,” Piper said, as she settled herself across from Gillian.

“So you don’t know what’s going on either?” Michael asked Brad.

“Nope, but I’m up for anything. Now that you guys are here, I’m thinking it has something to do with fucking, which I’m always up for.”

“Easy, tiger,” Gillian purred, rubbing his bicep. “We’re going to enjoy the night and see where it takes us.”

Piper opened her menu. “Should we get a few dishes to share?”

“Yes, let’s share,” Gillian said. “None of us wants to be too full. And we have time to spare. Let’s order a few appetizers and then the meal.”

“Sounds perfect,” Piper agreed.

The waitress came to take their drink orders first.

The conversation stayed nice and easy, not veering to sex at all.

Michael found himself relaxing as they chatted. But he couldn’t help hoping this night wasn’t going to end with him having sex with Gillian. That was the first thing he’d thought when he saw Brad and Gillian here. That Piper was ready to jump back into their old lifestyle again and that’s why she was so excited.

But that’s not what he wanted.

He wasn’t going to ruin Piper’s dinner by saying anything about it now. He decided, as the conversation flowed, that if it came to that, he would just seduce his own wife instead and coax her into having sex with him. He didn’t want anyone else, and that was more apparent right this minute than it had ever been.

How things were now with Piper was what he craved.

He couldn’t stop thinking about the sex they’d had the other night in bed and her pussy clenching around his cock.

The waitress took their appetizer plates away and brought them more beers and a glass of wine for Piper. Then they ordered the main meal. They’d gotten only two things to share, but it was going to be more than enough.

“This food is amazing,” Piper said. “But I’m only having one small portion once the main dishes arrive. I’m reaching my limit.”

“The food is good,” Gillian said. “You wouldn’t really know it by the amount of people in here, though.”

“I was saying the same thing when we drove up,” Piper said. “They need to advertise more. I think I might drop them my card on the way out. I’d give them some consulting in exchange for a free lunch.”

The waitress set their food in front of them, and they all dug in. Once they were done, they each ordered one last drink.

“What time is it?” Gillian asked when the table was clear.

“Ten forty-five,” Brad said after pulling out his phone.

“It’s time to wrap this up and move on to the next engagement.” Piper signaled the waitress. “We just need the check. Thanks.”

“Do we get any hints now?” Michael asked, draping his arm behind his wife, using his thumb to caress the small of her back.

“Absolutely not. We’re so close to the finish line, why would we spoil it now?” Piper teased. “Plus, I know you’re going to love it. Or at least I think you will. If not”—she shrugged—“we can go home. I bought a new video for us to watch on that killer TV you installed.” She turned to Brad. “Michael told me I have you to thank for that. I heard you were instrumental in the installing, and without you it would still be in the box.”

“Not a problem,” Brad said. “I was happy to help.”

“So we’re going to an event, huh?” Michael asked.

“It’s best to give it up, brother,” Brad commented. “They’re not going to tell us anything. Gillian won’t tolerate questions from me at this point, so I’m not going to even try.”

Gillian placed a palm on his chest. “That’s right, baby. You just keep those beautiful, full lips closed. If you do, you’ll get a special reward.” Her hand slid up his pecs to his lips, then she pressed a single finger there for a moment, until Brad opened his mouth and took it inside and sucked.

Michael had no doubt that this night was going to be interesting.

They paid up and followed Brad and Gillian out to the parking lot. Piper got behind the wheel, and Michael slid into the passenger seat.

Piper drove out of the parking lot. “We’re not going very far,” she told him. “But that’s all I’m giving you.”

Michael glanced around at their surroundings as she drove, but he wasn’t familiar with this area at all. A few blocks later, Piper followed Gillian through a series of short turns, finally pulling into the parking lot of a warehouse.

Michael sat up as they got closer to the building. He couldn’t believe his eyes. “Is that a red number one painted above the door?”

Piper glanced out the windshield to where Michael pointed. “Looks like it. Why?”

He turned to his wife, grinning from ear to ear. “I know where we are.”

Piper’s face dropped. “You do? Have you been here before?”

“No! Of course not,” he assured her, leaning in to give her a kiss. “You’re not going to believe this, but this was the last thing on my top five.”

“Are you kidding me?” Piper said. “How did you find out about it?”

“I’m sure you haven’t forgotten Beth, right?”

“The blonde who walked in on us while I was blowing you under your desk?”

“The very same. After you left, she gave me a card, telling me to call her, so I did. But when we decided not to do anything else, I figured it could wait.”

“Oh.” Michael watched as some of the joy in Piper’s face seemed to drain away before his eyes. “Will she be here tonight?”

“I think so. That was the plan anyway. She’ll be surprised to see us, since I told her we weren’t coming.”

“Are you…does she want to have sex with you?” Piper paused. “I guess we could do that.”

Realizing why his wife’s mood had just changed, he immediately leaned over and covered her lips with another tender kiss. He let it linger, his hand cupping the back of her neck, before he pulled back. “No, Piper. I don’t want anyone but you tonight. And she doesn’t want me. She actually wants…you.”

“Me?” Piper’s eyes widened. “What are you talking about? Is she a lesbian?”

“Nope, she told me she’s bi. And she’s totally into you. But I don’t think it’s about sex. It’s just about touching and pleasure.”

A rap outside his window startled him, and he turned to see Gillian. She cocked her head at him. “Well, are you two coming or not?”

“We are,” Piper answered as she opened her door, a smile beginning to form on her lips. When Michael didn’t get out of the car immediately, Piper stuck her head back in and gave him a full smile. “You know, I might just want to meet up with this Beth and see where the night takes us.”

Michael was hard again instantly.

* * *

As they all walked toward the door with the red numeral one painted above it, Piper felt giddy. She’d been so relieved by Michael’s news that he didn’t want to have sex with Beth, and vice versa, she felt like she might fly.

“I can’t believe you had this on your list and knew someone to get us in!” Piper exclaimed, her arm around her husband’s waist. “I find that to be a crazy coincidence.”

“Michael knows about this place?” Gillian turned as Brad opened the door for them to enter. “Dang, that makes so much sense now! When I called my contact and gave her our names, she acted like you guys were already on the list. I just pretended she was fucking with me and carried on, like I usually do when life throws me a curve ball.”

“Michael put us on the list, if you can believe it,” Piper said as they entered a dark, industrial hallway. A big staircase was to the left.

A single guard stood inside against the wall.

He approached them as soon as they came in.