“Oh, my God,” Ruby blurted. “That was bold.”

“Yes, it was, and while I won’t share many intimate details about the women I loved with you, I will say that Desiree preferred to receive rather than give, so I hadn’t had another woman’s hand between my legs since last I was with Angelique…and that turned the tide. I stripped out of my trousers and got into bed, and a minute later, her hand was between my legs.”

“Hallelujah,” Ruby sang out, waving her hands above her head. “Hallelujah.”

“It wasn’t quite that at first,” Bennett said, tickled by Ruby’s display. “I was nervous, and remember, I’d only been with Angelique and Desiree, so this whole fondling thing, while being watched by this woman, who was essentially a stranger, I might add, was quite uncomfortable. I mean, don’t get me wrong, she was tender and thoughtful, and I was slowly becoming aroused, but she could sense I was still a bit anxious, so that’s when she told me about herself. As she stroked and rubbed, she filled me in on her life and then began talking about her clients. She didn’t mention any names, but as she spoke about their particulars, she’d perform the same on me. She said some only liked to be rubbed like she was rubbing me, and others liked to be entered, and a second later, her finger was inside of me. Some liked a combination, some liked it fast, and some liked it slow.” Ruby suddenly cleared her throat, and Bennett knowingly grinned. “Shall I go on?”

“Hell yeah,” Ruby said in a breath.

“She had two clients whose husbands like to watch, and—”

“Wait. What?”

“As they say, different strokes for different folks. No pun intended.”

“They also say it takes all kinds,” Ruby said, raising her eyebrows. “I guess they’re right.”

“Yes, they most certainly are,” Bennett said, a ripple of mirth playing at her lips. “Now, between her fingers, her soft tone, and her candor, I was becoming more aroused, and the last client she spoke of pushed me over the edge. Frederika called her the vegetable lady and explained that this woman fancied long slender summer squash.”

“You mean?”

Bennett snorted. “I do, and I had never heard of such a thing, and neither had Frederika until this woman had requested it. But she also said that after she’d done it, Frederika couldn’t wait to try it herself and stopped at the market on her way home that night. And to demonstrate, she then buried two fingers inside of me, and I began to squirm. I’d never experienced this type of sex, this talking and showing and watching, and when she mentioned she also had tasting on her menu, I literally became putty in her hands.”

“That makes two of us. Sort of,” Ruby said, shifting under the sheets again.