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the doors a year ago, they’d immediately relaxed, and their relationship had strengthened.
    In fact, when the idea of introducing themselves to BDSM and fetish lifestyles had come up six months ago, they’d both jumped at the opportunity. Their friend Steve, their main food supplier, had casually mentioned his involvement in alternative lifestyles when they’d been out for a beer one night. Aiden had been intrigued and when he’d discussed it with Dane, his partner had agreed to give it a try.
    Who knew there were so many affirming open venues where one could meet with other folks interested in Dom/sub relationships and learn from them? Where once Aiden would have considered such people quite strange, now he realized they were far more accepting and understanding and down-to-earth than all the so-called vanilla people roaming around.
    Aiden would go so far as to guess that most people secretly wished they could engage in something “outside the box”; they were just too afraid to bring it up to their partner—or anyone for that matter.
    Too bad for them. Aiden’s whole world had shifted on its axis…for the better. Now he just had to hope Dane had been correct and they could get Ms. Tenth Floor to go with them Friday. A man could dream. Now that Dane had broken the ice and talked to her, it couldn’t hurt to at least ask. He smiled as he left the office to head back out front. Maybe if he could just get her to talk, she could loosen up a little…

Chapter Three
    “Imagine the luck,” Dane muttered under his breath the next morning as he and Aiden opened the door to the lobby of their apartment building. They’d slept late and gone to the coffee shop just a block away to grab a drink and a pastry.
    As if fate were their very best friend, Ms. Tenth Floor was clacking down the street at a rapid pace in black, high-heeled pumps that made Dane’s cock swell. God, her legs were sexy. At least what he could see of them. She really needed shorter skirts. She would be fucking hot if she just had some better-fitting clothes purchased, or at least manufactured, in this decade.
    Maybe she does. Maybe there’s a reason she dresses like a seventy-year-old woman.
    Not for the first time, he pondered her façade. That woman was smokin’ hot underneath the conservative suits—blouses, jackets, skirts. She couldn’t hide her curves, at least not entirely.
    Dane held the door open and waited for her to catch up. “Good morning.” He glanced at his watch. “Shit, I guess it’s almost noon.” He grinned at her and her face turned beet red. Oh man, he wanted her. He wanted to nuzzle his lips and nose and tongue in the crook of her neck just like he did Aiden and make her moan…just like he did Aiden.
    “Thanks,” she mumbled as she ducked under his arm to enter. Her warm breath hit his cheek as she passed, and he inhaled her scent. Floral shampoo and a hint of perfume. Something very girly that didn’t match her appearance. He sucked in a breath, his cock twitching at her proximity. Nope. This was no librarian. Contrary to her façade, she was all woman underneath.
    “No problem.” He glanced back at Aiden as his partner strolled in behind Sexy Legs. Were those hose thigh highs or did they go all the way up, covering her pussy?
    Dane adjusted his cock as he followed her sweet ass toward the elevator. “Do you work close by? Must be nice to get to come home for lunch.” I’d be glad to feed you myself if you’d like. He’d give anything to have her eating out of his hand…on her knees, next to his chair, her face demurely tipped toward the ground. He shook his head to clear his mind so he could concentrate.
    “Yeah. I just work a few blocks away. That’s why I moved into this building. Can’t beat the proximity. Makes my life so much easier, especially since I work long hours.”
    “That’s what lured us here too. We can walk to work and be there in ten seconds. It’s a bonus that we love this building,”