Submit (Double Delights 2)

“You don’t have to tell me. I live with him too, remember?”

“Oh shut up and get me another glass of champagne,” I scolded.

The last couple of years had been amazing. We had fallen into a healthy relationship and though at times we all argued, the majority of the time we had lots of fun. The sexual side of our relationship was still scorching hot but I did get some days where I managed to head to bed with my Kindle rather than two horny men!

Parker was overseeing all the galleries now, whereas I had settled into managing the store at Chandler Square. It was where it had all begun. The unit next to it had come up for sale and Daniel had purchased it. After a renovation, we had a much larger gallery and it had a huge turnover. Daniel kept his model of affordable art mixed with more expensive pieces, so each gallery had the upstairs viewing area that was by appointment only.

It was the canvas ‘Submit’ that had led Daniel on a path headed toward the nomination for the award tonight. When an art dealer had asked about it, Daniel had been candid in explaining that it was the result of lovemaking on canvas. The dealer had purchased it and hung it in a top New York gallery. The publicity had soared when Daniel had been asked about it on opening night at the gallery. The question had been posed as to was it Daniel himself and a girlfriend or boyfriend who had done the lovemaking, to which Daniel had replied it was with his girlfriend and her other boyfriend. Nothing truly phases the art world but that five minutes of fame put Daniel’s name on the map and the three of us had long since decided we weren’t hiding our relationship from people. We were happy together and we didn’t care what anyone else thought. Well, that wasn’t strictly true. Parker had worried about what his father would think, but my mom must have talked to him about it because he just patted Parker on the back when we told him and asked if he was happy. My mom had winked and given me a thumbs up.

My relationship with my mom was much better. We didn’t see each other very often, but we spoke on the phone once a week and were focusing on the future, and not the past.

I still saw the girls on a Monday night. Tiffany was now a mother of a five month old baby girl and so Monday nights were her downtime. It was perfect that she only lived next door if needed. Haley, well she had got her two new roommates when I’d left and they knew to make themselves scarce on a Monday night. I would tell you about them, but well, that’s Haley’s story to tell not mine.

We took our seats in the venue and enjoyed a fabulous five course dinner. By the time the award ceremony started I had to confess I was quite tipsy. We waited through several awards and while it was exciting for the winners, I really just wanted them to get to Daniel’s award and put us out of our misery.

Then it was the opening of the envelope.

“The Artariad Breakthrough Artist of the year is…Daniel Scott.”

Parker and I leapt to our feet. I hugged and kissed Daniel before he extracted himself from my clinging and made his way to the stage.

“Oh my God, he won.” I squealed at Parker.

He high-fived me. I wouldn’t admit it but due to his strong physique, it stung a little. I was going to get my own back later with the paddle.

We watched as Daniel accepted his very fancy award and faced the audience.

“Thank you very much to the judges who considered me as a potential nominee for an Artariad Award. It’s beyond my wildest dreams that I would be on this stage tonight accepting the award for Breakthrough Artist. Now, as you know, the piece that cemented my name as an artist was one called Submit. I would like my partner, Kayla and her other partner, Parker, to stand, because they have been intrinsic to my appearing here tonight.”

Fuck, everyone was staring. Oh well, I’d had a shit ton of wine and my dress was designer. I rose onto my four inch heels and raised a glass at Daniel. Parker followed suit, standing and raising his own glass and the people around us applauded.

“Submit is a one-off,” Daniel lied to the audience. We had made an agreement that knowledge of the other picture would never go beyond the three of us and after Submit’s fame we took it down from the living room wall and had hung it in my bedroom instead. “It’s a public declaration of our love for Kayla and our respect for each other,” He continued. “But our adventures will continue behind closed doors from now on. So, thank you to Kayla, to Parker and to anyone who has appreciated or purchased my work. It is truly an honor to be accepting this award tonight.”

The audience got to their feet as they had with the majority of the night’s winners and I stood, my arm through Parker’s as we watched Daniel take in his new celebrity status.

“That award’s lovely and all,” Parker said, “but the true star of the show is you, baby.”

“Why thank you, Sir.”

We sat back in our seats and I massaged his cock over his trousers, my hand concealed by the table.

Daniel returned to the table. “Can we get out of here soon? Now I have the award, I’m scared I’m going to be bored to death by the freeloaders for the rest of the evening.”

We rose and left, right in the middle of the ceremony. No one batted an eyelid. It was the art world after all and full of divas.

“I think tonight we should fuck in my room right in front of the other painting,” I announced in the limousine that was taking us back home.

“That would be…sensational.” Parker quipped.

Daniel and I rolled our eyes.

“Actually,” I told them. “I never made out in a limousine before, how about you two?”

There was no more talking on the journey home.

Unravel

Chapter 1