The Fancy Pants Club

~ Daniella ~

"Daniella."

A woman's voice so familiar to me called my attention after the slideshow. The light was still dim yet when I turned around to look at the woman, I could clearly distinguish Ms. Elaine's lovely face. She was bending low to look at me with a huge smile on her face.

I stood up immediately and rounded my seat taking note that I won't disturb Erik's sleep.

"Ms. Elaine, how are you?" I strained my voice to say. I gave her a big smile and after which we kissed cheek to cheek.

"I'm good. I'm good." She bobbed her head. "Wow. I can't believe you're here!"

I shyly looked down.

"Actually, I think of you as the type of person that is conservative and virtuous, yet you surprise me by coming here and more so with the President of the Fancy Pants Club!"

Oh, goodness. Here comes the interrogation that I expect from her.

She pointed her eyes on the unknowing Erik and then to me mischievously. "You know only couples come here right?"

"Ye...ah," was my reluctant answer.

"So that leaves me asking, are you a couple? You and Erik I mean."

I almost choked on my saliva.

Giving her a nervous chuckle, I immediately shook my head. "No. No, no. Uhumm, no." I felt my hands begin to sweat. "We don't have that kind of relationship Ms. Elaine. I am just here from a favor of a friend, Rohan, and the President...yeah, tagged himself along."

She arched one of her nicely trimmed brows and squinted her eyes at me. "Hmmm... I see." If I'm not mistaken, I think she disbelieved my claim. "I think I can imagine that, but I guess Erik needs some basics too. As far as I know he is scarce on experiences such as these."

Me, being a slightly curious cat, had to ask without a second thought, "What are you meaning to say Ms. Elaine?

Then she gave me a wink and lifted my chin up with her nail-polished finger. "You should find that out for yourself, dear Daniella. In the meantime, I will have to wish you luck!"

Luck on what?

"Rohan is calling for you," she pointed to where Rohan was in another doorway different from the one we entered. He was looking at us; one hand was gesturing for me to come.

"I think I should go." I smiled at her.

She nodded and then waved her hand, "Go and good luck on your first session. Might as well ready some condoms tonight."

When I gave her an eye roll and a shy grin, I saw her wink at me again. God, I can't believe she just mentioned the C word in a woman who had never used one, namely me. I can't even believe that she had that notion on both me and the President when I already denied it earlier.

"Where's the Prez?" Rohan asked when I arrived in front of him.

I shrugged. "Still sleeping."

"Wow. He got bored huh?" He gave me a not-so-surprised reaction. I just nodded at him.

"Uhm, Rohan, can I ask you a question?" I said when an idea crossed my mind.

A grin, so secretive, so devastatingly sexy, flashed towards me. "Hmm... bring it on. I'm ready," he stated.

I inhaled and exhaled deeply to gain a bit of courage. "Your sessions. How do you do it?

"Ahh, curious are we?" His grin brightened.

"No, I—I'm just wondering because it seems a friend of mine is very interested, and then there's Ms. Elaine who is your regular customer."

He creased his refined brows just as he crossed his arms. "Hmm... I can see what you mean." For a moment, I noticed his eyes shift past me and a smirk replayed on his lips. "Well, let's see. How about I give you a quick lesson rather than explaining it?"

Lesson?

"Ah, Prez! What good timing!" Rohan walked past me and went to Erik's side, touching his back in a friendly way. "Daniella and I were just discussing about how I go about my sessions. Why don't you partner up with her now so that she'll understand more?"

This time, I choked on my saliva. I saw Erik arch a brow and look at me; eyes heavy with an unreadable emotion.

"And why would I do that?" he asked.

"Because the lady is curious, Prez. Won't you help her with it?" Rohan's voice sounded pleading.

"You don't have to," I quickly announced. "I mean, I don't want to impose. I just want a quick explanation not a demonstration." I glared at Rohan who seemed to be enjoying his time challenging the president.

"Shhh, that's fine Daniella," he waved his hands. "The president here doesn't want to bring his members down, especially yo—"

"Fine," Erik cut in. My eyes briefly widened.

"Good!" Rohan clapped his hands and strolled past us to open the door. "Now come with me."

And we did without question. I was however uncomfortable deep inside. With Erik as my partner, I bet this wouldn't turn out well in the end. He'd probably criticize me for my timidity and lack of experience. He'd probably toss me on the floor and say how unappealing I am. Or much worse, since he is a man who seems disinterested with all things surrounding him, he'd probably become a statue, unresponsive of the instructions. That would be really awkward on my part.

"This is where I hold my sessions. Quite romantic isn't it?" Rohan informed as we three stood in the doorway.

Yup, romantic is the right word. Not only was there Kama Sutra statues in every corner, there was also an elegant canopied bed in the center of the room under a red-lighted chandelier. On the ceiling, there were frescoes of nude men and women doing...yeah...doing it in the most sensual ways.

"It is," was my scarce reply, and I had to clear my throat when Rohan said simply, "Well then, let's start with the basics, but first, I want you both to assume your positions."

He strolled inside the room and stopped in the foot of the bed.

"And what position is that Rohan?" was Erik's question. God, I can't believe he asked that nonchalantly!

I saw Rohan smile and said, "The Sitting." He pulled a chair from the vanity mirror and dragged it all the way to the edge of the bed. "You sit first Prez."

My heart was pounding when I saw him strut towards the chair; his face looking disinterested.

"And Daniella, you straddle his lap," Rohan instructed to me after Erik sat.

"I—I can't," was my shaky statement. "Really Rohan, I don't need a demo. Just explain it to me."

Okay, I admit it, I am a coward. I know that I've brought this up on my own and I know that me being a virgin isn't a sufficient reason, but still... I am just not ready enough to straddle that man who so ever tries my patience and thins my temper! Strangle him yes, but straddle? No way Jose!

"Daniella, come," Erik commanded with an authoritative voice and I instantly turned meek. My insides jump when I saw how grim his eyes were as he looked at me.

"You heard him," Rohan reinforced. I was left with no other choice.

As I strolled towards him, I almost feel like I am strolling towards my guillotine... to my certain death, or maybe I was just overthinking it, but it sure feels the same way with my lips and hands shaking and my knees buckling.

Placing my arms on the chair's head rest, I cautiously sat at the edge of his lap, almost falling my butt off, but then Rohan pushed my back to urge me forward, closer to Erik.

I gasped silently as I inched closer; my breasts almost touching his chest. Did I dare look at his eyes when I did so? Yes, I did, and I thought it immediately my mistake for I saw his burning stare on me with zero blinking.

"Good. Now, Prez, put your hands on the side of her waist."

I quickly turned my face to the side to avoid his warm breath but not before I saw a muscle in his jaw twitch for the faintest second.

Erik did Rohan's instruction slowly which was a surprise. All this time, I actually thought he'd be like a uncooperative statue.

"Daniella, wrap your arms around his neck," Rohan said to me. I gave him a glare first before acting it.

I felt Erik's nape heat up and his breathing indistinctly deep. I would have laughed at this unexpected response from him but unfortunately, I was the same, although in my case, all of my girly parts were heating up.

I don't know what had happened but it felt as if we were both in our own world. Eye to eye, skin to skin, chest to chest, locked in a wordless space of sexual tension until Rohan pulled me out when he said, "That, my students, is the Sitting Position."

He circled us examining the position we were in and by the looks of his smile, he was pleased on it and how we behaved.

"This arrangement helps the partners explore each other. The man can touch the breasts of his mate, suckle it, play with it. He can also toy with her womanhood in this position with his fingers. This gives better access since she is already spreading her legs for him."

I can't believe I am hearing this with Erik under me!

"For the woman in the other hand, she can satisfy her man through grinding her wet folds against his erection, wrap her palms around it, play with it, pump it. This causes a pre-delirium feeling on the man and drives him high."

Rohan stopped behind Erik and looked at me seriously.

"You can also do the alternative one if you want Daniella. Using...your mouth."

My mouth immediately went dry. Rohan, I am so going to strangle you later!

I felt Erik shift beneath me. When I shot a glance on him, I saw that he was blushing and pressing his lips firmly.

I guess he is just as affected with Rohan's words as I am.

"You can become both submissive and dominant," Rohan continued, circling us again. "And if you ask Prez on how to become the dominant when you are under her, then I'll give you a simple answer."

He paused from behind me. I saw Erik's curious gaze fell on him then.

"Flip," I heard Rohan say.

~ Erik ~

"What?" I said; confusion, curiosity and a breath of desire filled me in.

I can't believe I am doing this with Daniella. I knew already that Rohan had prepared landmines for us but never have I imagined it to be this explosive.

Shit. Showing a blank, disinterested face was truly difficult when deep inside, in reality, I was at my limit. I was completely rattled.

"I said flip. Flip her towards the bed," Rohan instructed, giving me an I-dare-you grin. From where he stood, Daniella luckily cannot see it. He thinks he can play with me. He thinks I don't have the liver to do it, but that's where he is wrong.

I have longed for Daniella to be under me since our paths have crossed. I will grab this opportunity now.

"Now, do it now," urged he again and this time, without thinking of what her reaction would be, I flipped her over to the mattress.

I heard her loudly gasp and then felt her legs tense as I lifted it with both hands close to my waist.

Looking at Daniella now, it really did hit me on the spot. Her hair spread wildly on the bed, her face flushed, her trembling lips slightly parted, and her legs spread for me were elements to bring down my defenses.

"Daniella, relax. Your legs look awkward. Spread them wider," Rohan, as expected of him as the guru, instructed calmly.

I saw her oblige and parted her knees; her face turning even redder. I can only imagine if she wore a skirt. It would have been a lot more awkward on both of us.

"Closer Prez. Bend her knees and press her legs against your torso."

Daniella gasped again when I acted it.

A spell... I don't know, but it seems I am in it when I unconsciously released her leg and ran my hand on her waist to the underside of her breast. I can feel her fluttering heart beneath my fingertips. I can feel her breath hitch.

If this weren't a lesson or maybe if Rohan wasn't with us, I would have already devoured Daniella's mouth.

"That, my friend, is how you become the dominant." Rohan patted my shoulder and smiled at me with amusement. "End of session," he announced and right then and there I extricated myself away from the bed... a safe distance away from the woman who had, for the first time, lit my desires.

~ Daniella ~

"So, do you understand it now Sweet?" Rohan asked me when I sat at the edge of the bed. He didn't seem to notice how shaken I was with the whole lesson.

"I can understand why Ericka and Ms. Elaine are crazy about it," I managed to say in a calm manner. I glanced at Erik briefly who had his blank face on when in fact not long ago he had this flustered expression.

"Good," said Rohan and then walked towards the closed door but not before leaving a vague statement to Erik.

"Better embed that picture in your head, Prez. You have me to thank for it."

Vague for me at least.

I furrowed my brows and looked at Erik who clenched his teeth and narrowed his eyes at his Secretary's proud back.

"Chateau," I heard him say. "Let's go back." And then he exited the room after Rohan.

I ended up nodding and standing hastily from the bed. As I caught up with his long strides, I couldn't deny one fact anymore and it was that my body's heat was still there, ready to be doused by a man's touch.