Hard Lessons

SmkyMtnRain

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This idea if played out will require two female writers and at least one additional male. It begins in the usual course. The husband discovers his wife has made a practice of cheating on him and he plots his revenge then acts it out.

I'd like one female to play the part of my so sweet wife. Another to play the next door neighbor who wasn't fooled in the least by the wifes act and the male writer to be the boyfriend of the wife.

Contact me and I'll clue you in on the details but be warned. I intend to have quite an evil and decadent time with my wife :devil: So if you want the part;) You'll be prepared for what happens.

Hope it plays out. I've an evil and perverted idea for this and would enjoy seeing how it goes.

Until then!
 
Carmela

Carmela was twenty-eight, smart, well educated and beautiful. She was a stunning beauty with thick wavy blonde hair that reached to the middle of her back. Her regular workouts allowed her to keep her body fit and trim. As a tall woman 6', she was thin, with unusually large breasts and a tiny waist. As a "looker" she attracted a lot of attention.

Carmela always blamed bad luck for the lack of success in her career. She had married the wrong man and was way to young. At first she had been enchanted by his adventurous ways but after getting married everything came to a stop. He wanted children and she didn't. He wanted her at home to cook and clean and she wanted a career. Her mother-in-law kept telling her to give them some grand-children. Oh how she hated her snobby in-laws.

Well, she'd given up her career as a accountant and never got her certification. Instead, now when her no good husband needed money, she worked for minimum wage at a local bar. The tips were great since the men like her smile and service. The owner was a dirty old man who always seemed to linger around her and seemed to press against her.

At first she hated working. Her husband needed a better job to get them ahead in life. All their friends seemed to have bigger houses, better cars, more lavish life styles and just seemed happier. It wasn't fair! She was better than them. Why should they have all the fun in life.

But the best thing about her wasn't the money or the fact her boss seemed infactuated with her. It was the chance to meet men and to have one night stands. She got to dress in a skimpy uniform that her husband hated. It drove him nuts whenever he saw how high the little skirt went and how transparent the top became under the bright lights of the club.

In the past twelve months whenever her husband was away on business, she took advantage of the opportunity to fuck men in the local motel or even at their house. It was fun. It was fulfilling. It was sweet! It was revenge for him screwing up and wrecking her life!

:rose:
 
William

God I was exhausted! Early mornings and late nights at the office had taken thier toll on me and still I wasn't any further ahead then when I started at this miserable job.

"Carmellllllla?" I called out and didn't hear a reply, tossing my jacket and keys to the table as I searched for her.

"Gotta work late, sorry"
The note said in her handwriting, a pair of rosy red lip prints under it.

"So am I, so am I" I agreed and moved to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Over cold left overs I rehashed the same thoughts I did almost every night. Despite a wonderful beginning Carmella and I were in a huge lull, we couldn't agree on anything and bickered constantly, when we did see each other.

We had both made mistakes, I admitted that and was tring to work hard to impress my boss and get that position he kept dangling in front of me. God knows we could use the money, to fix that damn old car, to move into a decent apartment or maybe even a house and to buy Carmella a ring. A nice rock liked I wanted to when we first got married, a shining token of my love for her, for despite the fighting I did love her.

I cleared the dishes and washed them, it was almost midnight and I was beat, barely feeling the shower and the hot water before climbing into bed. The clock rang midnight as I pulled the covers over my lanky frame and Carmella was still out, the smell of her perfume on her pillow the only thing to comfort me as I cursed myself for this miserable existence and drifted off to sleep.
 
The late shit was exhausting but with a hundred and eighty dollars in tips and a few new phone numbers it had been a very accomplishing night. She a few invites to parties and to a motel room but she turned them down since her husband was in town. She did however, let a a darky haired handsome man, but her a number of drinks over the night and she had spent time making out with him on her breaks and meal period.

Harmless fun. If he (her husband) wasn't home it would have been a night of lust and passion.... she told herself as she drove the fifteen minutes to her house.

Around 3:30 a.m. she slipped inside the house. Now she was tired and headed upstairs after putting the keys on the hook in the kitchen.

I hate this house... I need space... I've outgrown myself... I need more she told herself as she entered the bedroom and saw her husband in bed and snoring.

Shit I got to put up with that? At least he's asleep and I won't have to put up with him wanting sex tonight. A small relief at least.

She grabbed some oversize PJ's, went to the bathroom where she quietly changed and then removed her makeup, washed, brushed her teeth and headed to bed. As gentle as possible she slipped into bed.

It wasn't that she cared about waking him from some sweet dream. It was instead she didn't want to face him......




:)
 
It was after four a.m. and I felt her weight roll onto the mattress, knowing she didn't want to talk, only sleep.

I was tempted. Tempted to roll over and tell her how much I loved her, how good the prospect of my promotion looked and with the additional income how things would improve. But something held me back, maybe it was the way she rolled over without touching me, maybe it was the sigh that came from her as it did each time she was near me lately.

I didn't sleep after that and rose in less than an hour, her steady breathing telling me she was asleep, the covers tossed off her legs showing me the trim waistline that was visible under the top that rode up her hip.

"I love you" I whispered to the motionless form as I drew the covers up over her and moved to the bathroom to shower and dress.

5:34 the clock read as I buttoned my shirt and moved thru the kitchen, glancing down at the pile of loose cash and paper on it. It wasn't the money that drew my attention, I knew she did better in tips then with her paycheck, rather it was the list of phone numbers scribbled on napkins, the inside of match books and even on a deposit slip with the message.

"I had a great time at the bar, too bad your roommate was home...maybe tomorrow night. Lustfully yours, Nick"

I knew she was constantly hit on, in fact hated the idea of her working there and having to fend off the drunk and horny men, but hadn't spoke of it since the first time when she had assured me she could handle herself.

But this was different. Why keep the note and other phone numbers at all? Why make a point of keeping them with her tips, then bring them home and not toss them instead into a garbage?

I sjhook my head, the thought nagging at me as I slipped into my ancient car and headed for work, telling myself I'd make a phone call to our next door neighbor and take her up on her offer to talk.
 
A Secret Rendex-Vous

Carmela slept fitfully through the wee hours of the morning. Her legs were a little sore from the long night on the floor at the club. In her dream two men were raping her in the back of a camper. How she got there she hadn't known. What they wanted from her was painfully clear as they strocked themselves before holding her down and fucking her. It was with great relief that she finally woke up around 10:00 a.m. and assured herself it was all a bad dream.

Just a nightmare.... Those two men in the dream were gross... I'd never go with men like that... and never two..... But shit I feel so horny now Carmela thought to herself as she slowly got out of bed and drifted to the bathroom for a quick shower, and to do her teeth, hair and make-up.

The shower felt wonderful as the bathroom steamed up, and the jets of hot water pounded into her skin relaxing and revitalizing her body.

I hope he never catches me fucking around. At least he's not so bright so I doubt he'll find out. If he does.... I'll just deny it she smiled at her thought.

He has a bad temper I'll threaten to call the police and to get a restraining order. If I do that he ends up on the street.... Maria decided with a smug look on her face.

After a quick towel dry, she finished her teeth, blow dried her hair, as she further styled it, applied a little make-up, including a reddish lipstick and walked naked from the bathroom.

The house is empty, why shouldn't I walk around naked. I like to do it! It's my house Maria told herself as she moved about the house naked. Most of the drapes and blinds were open allowing in the beautiful sunshine.

Walking downstairs to the kitchen she saw the money and phone numbers on the counter.

I've got to be more careful.
She carefully unrolled a few of the phone numbers and noticed that a few seemed to be unfolded already. She re-counter her tips and placed the money in her purse for shopping.

Maybe I'll buy a new dress today. That always makes me happy! she told herself as she imagined walking around in a chic little strapless black designer dress. In that daydream she looked perfect and one of her favorite soap stars hung at her arm.

Carmela hung over the kitchen sink and seeing her neigbor, old Mr. Naples in the yard next door, she simply waved at him as he seemed to stare at her.

Seeing his interest, she yelled out the window:

"Good morning Mr. Naples..... It's a beautiful day again!"

Let the old man have a little peek! she laughed at her own little game she was playing with him.

The coffee was finally ready and she ate low fat yogurt with coffee. She loved fatty foods but had long ago abandoned them in favor of trying to stay in shape.

The chubby girls at work always complained about their tips. The secret is to be extra polite and accommodating. Let them see your smile, peek at your boobs and glare or comment on your ass without challenging them on it. Smile at them, pretend not to hear the bad comments and laugh at their silly jokes or comments. Men were so simple and predictable.

After breakfast, Camela finally got dressed in a simple t-shirt and shorts. Using the morning work-out show she did about 45 minutes of work-out before decided she had enough for the day.
A quick wash and the removal of her sports wear, led her to finally lie back on her bed, naked, with a handful of phone numbers.

Grabbing the little bedroom phone, she started to dial numbers.

The first number was for a Vinnie. He had boasted about being filthy rich and some sort of investment banker. Sure he was a lot older but Carmela didn't care.

"Too bad you're line is busy Vinnie... I'm in a horny mood!" Carmela laughed out loud as she started to deal the next number.

The second phone was answered on the third ring:

"Hello Nick... Yes... Yes it's Carmela... I'm flattered.... Thank you... yes... I would love to get together sometime.... yes lunch is fine.... you'll pick me up in an hour.... well... ok......"

Carmela hung up the phone with a big grin on her face. She was getting a free lunch, she have some wine, he'd flatter her, and who knows maybe she'd get him to take her shopping. Quickly she started her "getting ready" process all over.

It took about 55 minutes but at last, she waited by the front door for Nick to pull up. She was dressed in a strapless white dress that was tight fitting to her body and allowed her ample cleavage to be displayed. Her long legs were equally on display and the two inch heels added to her 6'0. The long white gloves reached almost to her elbows.

With the lipstick, mascara, rouge and a little eye-shadow she was well made-up. Today she long wavy hair was worn up. She wanted to appear elegant for Nick appeared to have cash and a lonely heart.

"This guy has some potential if I can lure him in" Carmela told herself as she waited for the doorbell to ring or a car horn to honk.
 
Carmela -WAITING

Carmela waited and waited.....

I hate it when dates are late! Carmela thought to herself.

He better have a good explanation and maybe a gift too!

I hope he doesn't have the wrong address
 
The room was filled with the sounds of metal meeting metal, the creaking of leather and the grunting of sweating men and women. I lay in the middle of them flat on my back my face turning red as I stared at the ceiling and listened to the voice of a the woman standing over me.

"Come on big boy are you done already?" Her voice was taunting but gently concerned. "It's ok to admit it, hun, things like this happen all the time"

It was the tone of concern that did it and with a huge shove that turned my face even redder...................I lifted the set of barbells back to the cradle where the woman stood coaching me.

"I'm done accepting defeat, done letting others get what I want because it's the polite and correct thing to do"

And I was. I had gone into my supervisors office and demanded to know when I would get the position he had dangled over my head and when he informed me another had already accepted it?

I quit!

The stunned look on his face had told me what I needed to know, the frightened look in his eyes reassured me the position hadn't been filled, instead he simply wanted to dangle it over my head as long as he could.

His subsequent begging as I packed my desk proved to me what a fool I had been, how he had used me to better himself and laughed at me behind my back as he did it. Only now the tables were reversed. He needed me more than I him and with that knowledge?

I used it to better myself at his expense. Let him sweat as I taped the boxes and closed the files on my terminal. He was stuttering, nearly crying as I walked out of the communal offices and into the hall.
In short, once we stood in the hallway and I listened to him promise me the moon, I blackmailed him.

I was still grinning as I wiped the sweat from my face with a towel and sat up, looking at the woman who stood with her hands on her hips and looking at me curiously.



"I thought we came here to talk about your floozy of a wife, not watch you strain your milk lifting too mnay weights."

Her tone was was stern but her eyes flashing with humour and I grinned at her and for the first time openly admired the figure she posed in her tights and top.

"We are" I agreed "But first there are a few things I need to prove to myself. Things I need to prove I can do."

I rose from the bench and stretched, feeling the burn of muscles in my six foot frame that I hadn't tested since college, knowing I had been letting the world pass me by for too long.

"Lets go take that sauna bath and then I'll treat you to a drink or two"
 
Hot and Sweaty...

The sounds and smells of sweat filled my senses as I stood there and watched him bunch and strain his muscles. I didn't want to be here in this public place to tell him what I knew would be hard for him to hear. I didn't want to be the horn blower, but he had asked if I had seen anything unsual. I was only being honet I told myself. Amazing how you can turn the table and sound high and mighty when in fact ther is always and ulterior motive.

Yes she was cheating, yes he was being cheated on. But damn, why was I the one doing the telling?

"Come on big boy are you done already?" Her voice was taunting but gently concerned. "It's ok to admit it, hun, things like this happen all the time"

"I'm done accepting defeat, done letting others get what I want because it's the polite and correct thing to do"

I listened to him talk I watched him strain to lift the bell one more time and launch it up and onto the cradle. it rocked precariously for a moment before it settled down and I was there holding the towel being the supportive friend. But damned if he didn't look good covered in sweat and his muscles glistening in the flourescent gleam of the overhead lights.

Whe he grinned up at me my heart melted a bit and I chewed my lower lips. Is this right, can you really tell him the truth and break his heart more then likely. You have seen them together he dotes on her and you are about to rip his heart out and serve it to him warm from his chest. Well someone has to do it, may as well be a friend.

I stood there in my black spandex short that clung to my body like my own skin define every curve of my thighs and rounded ass I was proud to show off, hell i had worked hard enough at it. I was tanned to a light caramel brown and my waist was thin with that smooth six pack only gained by hours and hours of work. The sports bra top left little to the imagination and it lifted my 36 c's up and out as I watched him look up at me.

"I thought we came here to talk about your floozy of a wife, not watch you strain your milk lifting too mnay weights."

He agreed we were and when he rose from the bench stretched I thought I would jumop him there and strip him naked he looked so damn delicious. But then thoughts never hurt anyone did they? I mean really You see a nice piece of meet you admire it right?

I nodded to his request to go he sauna and remarked cattily,"You sure you can climb into the tub? I mean all those sore muscles must be screaming for you to be carried?"

I winked at him my Light blue eyes sparkling with mirth even as I turned and headed off towards the changing rooms to meet him at the sauna calling out as I went," 5 minutes or I find a new bench partner."
 
Tanner

I nodded and watched her jaunt off, admiring her backside and wondering why I hadn't noticed it earlier, then shrugged.

The locker room was nearly empty and I changed, looser shorts and no shirt, just a towel and the necklace I always wore around my neck. A few seconds to collect myself...and I was as ready as I could be.

The gal I had called my neighbor was going to tell me something, I could see it in her blue eyes with my own darker ones...and I could see the sympathy in them already. So be it. I had asked for the truth and she was about to hand it to me, perhaps a bitter dish...but one I would swallow.

I made my way to the saunas, number six door still anouncing reserved as I had asked, then stepped into it...the steam and water a relaxing and soothing mix that cast an eery sight as the colored lights hit the mist.

It was the first day of something different...how different I wasn't sure, but inside I could feel something had changed and I liked it.

The door opened and I lifted my head as I floated in the water...the vision of my guest like an angel in her own clouds as she stepped forward and I teased her gently.

"I was worried I was to be the one who needed to find another partner..."
 
Destiny

Well if you didn't want to tell him you shouldn't have offered. the thought kept running through my head and yet there I was dressed in a bikini of dark blue. The top was haltered and the bottoms were held at the hips by a couple of strings. I stood at the door to the sauna hand on the handle and chewed my lower lip. A deep sighs and a slow exhale had me ready to face hell. Perfect place to be was a sauna because hell was about to enter into Tanner's life.

"I was worried I was to be the one who needed to find another partner..."

I stood thera moment waiting for some of the steam to clear so I could see him more clearly. He sat at the back and the door closed with such finality I glanced at it debating wether to leave or not. Well you are here you may as well spill it out.

"Look Tanner," Destiny begins slowly and then shaking her head. "Well damn it she is fucking guys left and right, Hell just last week I saw three different men leave your house at too early of a time in the morning to have been salesmen or service men of any sort. hell I can't even get my electrician to come out and check my outlets before NOON." Moving slowly through the fog she moves to sit up on a bench perpendicular to him. Her auburn hair is pulled back into a ponytail a few strands of hair beginning to cling to her dampening skin as she talks and she licks her lips slowly as she watches the man.

The flash of anger crossing his face makes her flinch slightly,"oh lord the bearer of bad news always gets it first....."
 
"Look Tanner, Well damn it she is fucking guys left and right, Hell just last week I saw three different men leave your house at too early of a time in the morning to have been salesmen or service men of any sort. hell I can't even get my electrician to come out and check my outlets before NOON."

God I was an idiot. An absolute blind and mute chump who couldn't see what was held before his very eyes...

The words went thru my mind over and over again as my hand reached up to grip the necklace and the small figurine attached to it.

I could feel the old, too familiar haze spreading over my eyes as it had when I was younger...and about to fight...the red spreading over my eyeballs and closing out everything else as my muscles bunched and my hand balled tighter on the necklace.

Necklace?

The thought brought me back to reality. I wasn't that young, cocksure kid anymore and I was sitting in a room with someone who had just brought me this news...despite what it might have cost her.

The water felt cold despite the obvious heat of it and my voice trembled as I spoke, looking at the unsure face of my guest.

"I was such a fool, wasn't I? No, you don't have to answer that. This morning for the first time I doubted her and called you. I know I was blind to her and a lot of other things."

My gut was tight. It wasn't the "reps" I had done earlier, it was the bitter taste and bile that came from the meal I had been served...as I had asked for.

I looked down and opened my hand, the necklace still intact as it was, the imprint of it livid on my palm and sighed.

"I want to thank you for being honest with me. It's not something I run into very often these days...It seems I'm at fault for not keeping my eyes open in a lot of situations, but I still appreciate it."

It hurt...oh yeah it hurt like hell, my life was falling apart in front of me...my perfect..*****.

The room was too quiet and as I raised my eyes I knew she turned hers, to give me the privacy she thought I deserved, or was it? Her lips were pursed, her cheeks drawn tight in contemplation, as if? I had behaved badly, I was sure of it and again I sighed.

"Maybe drinks don't sound so good to you now, I'll offer you a raincheck and an apology for putting you thru this, if you will take it that is?"

Who wanted to be with a cry eyed drunk anyhow? I thought to myself. It was my problem and I would deal with it.
 
Hell hath no fury....

I could read the pain on his face as well as the anger I could see it in his eyes. His grip on that necklace made me wonder the importance of so little a thing.

The silence was ominous the steam the only sound as the words fell from my lips. I looked away to let him have those few moments of air to breathe and react.

I stood up and I moved closer and stood before him and reached for his hand,"Tanner I now you are wanting to rip some guys arms off and I know you are wanting to do something rash, think before you do something stupid." I continued to stand there and as he made his announcement he didn't want company I shook my head and then stated. "No we can still go get drinks but how about we do dinner to, no one should have to go alone through an announcement like that. I am your friend Tanner I want to help you as much as I can."

Finally she released his hand and moved to take a step back. she scooped up water from a near by bucket, bending over at the waist and she moves across the room to pour the cold water onto the hot lava rocks and creating more steam to billow up and around her lithe body. Making the sweat bead more on her already heated flesh.
 
I couldn't beleive it. Maybe it was the adrenalin flowing in me, maybe it was the natural endorphins from the workout, I didn't know. I should be angry, enraged, or near collapse at the news of my wifes repeated unfaithfullness and yet all I could feel as I watched the water bead on her skin as she poured more water on the rocks?

Horny.

I was mortified as I agreed to dinner and drinks. No I didn't want to be alone. I needed someone to talk to, someone I could trust and know I'd hear the truth from, and yet there was another reason.

Lust.

I couldn't beleive it as I told myself to look away from the lithe, perfect figure that once again slid into the water and moved towards me, her full breast bouyant in the heated water. Yet I couldn't. I wanted to take all of her in, each curve, each hollow, taste her skin.

"Dinner would be perfect on two terms" I agreed and tried to will the carnal thoughts away, to stop the stirring below the water and the uncomfortable swelling between my legs.

"It will be my treat is the first. And we go from here to the Firelight Inn, the second"

I did not want to go home. Didn't want to see my wifes face at the moment knowing I wouldn't be able to control myself or want to...

"Deal?"
 
Destiny awaits...

I could feel his eyes boring into me. Watching me move and I was thrilled by it perhaps a little bit. I hadn't had a boyfriend in about 6 months and it was nice to know I was still able to attract looks even if the guy WAS married.

I was a little shocked he agreed to the meal and drinks and I would answer any questions he had. It had been hard to get the first part out, but he deserved the truth and I wasn't going to lie. Why should I girls like her made other people unhappy.

"Dinner would be perfect on two terms"
"It will be my treat is the first. And we go from here to the Firelight Inn, the second"[/I}

I swallowed, hard. Get a grip you dolt. he just doesn't want to be a lone. It isnt' like he asked you to get on your knees and suck his cock. I could hear myself agreeing not to shorting after the thouths raced through my head. A slight flush of my face would have given away the blush that crept up and along my cheeks if not for the heat of the water.

"Deal. Hey I am cheap...if its free it is for me." I smiled at him winsomely and even winked and headed for the door as I called out," Ima go shower and change I will meet you out front." I pushed open the door and left. Grabbing the towel hanging at teh side of the sauna room I dashed for the privacy of a stall shower.
 
The door closed and I let out a HUGE sigh of relief. I stood and felt the water slide out of my sorts and down my legs, the cooling flow reducing the swell in my shorts and my embarresment.

Embarressment at wanting a woman I had lived next to for the past years and never really seen. It was only natural. A man wanting a woman, but I was married, or was I?

How long had my wife been cheating on me? At what point did it stop being a marriage and revert to a relationship without...bonds?

I wrapped a towel around my waist, my mind filled with questions, knowing some of them I could ask over dinner. The others would have to be answered by myself.

The shower felt good, the water on cool and eliminating the effects of the sauna and seeing my neighbor in her bikini, and I dressed quickly afterwards.

"Two cars or one?" I asked the bouncing figure as she approached me in the parking lot, her face glowing and eyes alight with energy as she closed the distance between us.
 
Destiny

I was overheated was all....That was all. When I reached the stalls of the changing room I took a quick hot shower and shampooed my hair of the sweat that had been making it limp.

I quickly finished and dried myself off so much for having time to dry my hair....I patted it down and then dove into my bag for my clothes. I frowned as I just had the clothes I came to the gym in and the I chided myself. This isn't a date Des, he just needs some company. But why the fireligth inn? Out on Route 9 it was secluded and most people in town knew it was the tryst capital of the small town they lived in. No questions asked and you got good food. But why there?

I dressed in the hip hugging jeans and my black t-shirt as I tucked it into my jeans and stood studying my body in the mirror. I didn't look half bad yeah my hair was soaked and hung about my face, but didn't men like that wet look. Shrugging I grabbed the bag and headed out of the changing rooms waving to one of my normal workout buddies.

I stepped out onto the parkinglot and headed towards my car intending to put my bag away and then wait for him, but he was already there. Looking delicious as usual. [I[ Gees Des, you aren't a teenager anymore get a fucking grip.[/I] I closed my eyes plastered a smile on and bounced closer to him," Your car just let me put my things away."

I turned around and opened the trunk of my car dropping my gym bag into the back of it , I grabbed up my purse and turned to walk back over to him," Mmmm your buying huh, sounds like a juicy steak night to me." I twinkled a smile at him as we walked to his car.


:kiss:
 
Nick

Nick rolled his open top classic Mustang to a halt outside the address that he'd hurriedly scribbled on a piece of paper in the meeting.

It had taken him longer to blow the client off than he expected, and he could only hope that he could overcome her natural pique in some way. Luckily he had contacts in Tiffany's, and he had managed to snag this seasons Cartier watch early. He'd hoped to store the gift until later, but the symbolism of it, and the fact that he was starting this all wrong-footed meant he had ground to make up.

Checking the lay of his open collared shirt under the Armani suit jacket, he walked quickly to the door and dinged the bell twice. Carmella... THAT was her name - at least he wouldn't screw THAT up!
 
Carmela had opened the door quickly after having gone back to check recheck the time. She didn't like any man keeping her waiting. It was just her personality. She was who she was. It looked like he was about 30 minutes late!

Carmela looked awesome as she opened the door in her white strapless dress. It was so tight on her that she didn't have any worries about it and the frabric pressed hard against her breasts allowing her nipples to show.The long white gloves added to the elegant look and a small diamond pendant hung on a gold chain and dangling between her breasts. Her faux earring matched her outfit perfectly. Her long hair was elegantly styled up showing her her long empting neck.

"Nick honey... I was so worried something happenned" Carmela told him as she made up an excuse for the redness in his face. She could him carrying a gift box and smiled to herself.

I love dating... flowers and gifts she thought to herself.

"What fancy restaurant are you taking me to tonight? Maybe after we can have a night cap" suggested Carmela with a teasing wink.

Carmela walked to the car and let Nick open the door for her before she sat down. From the corner of her eye she could see curtains fluterring across the street at her neighbor's house.

"Mind your own business bitch!" Carmela thought to herself as she glared over at her neighbor's hourse.

"So where to NIck honey?"
:) :rose:
 
"Carmella... You look good enough to eat yourself!" Nick bowed his head as he held the door open for her and made a show of shutting it gently behind her.

Climbing in next to her, he handed her the gift box.

"Could you look after this for me, I need both hands to drive. I bought a new watch - I was so angry with myself for losing track of time before our date, but do you know I think it will suit you much better than me..."

His tone was pure banter, a sly wink letting her know that the Cartier watch had always been for her, and that he was apologising for keeping her waiting.

Sliding the stick shift into first (Nick preferred the greater degree of control) he gunned the motor and pulled away from the kerb.

"There's a brand new French place in town - I hope you won't think it too stuffy, but I promised friends I'd check it out. You ARE dressed for old world elegance, I only hope they believe I'm with you..."

Another roguish wink - Nick's casual style was extremely expensive to maintain, and any Maitre'd would have no problem believing the two of them were together. As he insinuated his way through the busy traffic, Nick found his eyes frequently drawn to his passenger - her body was so tight under the sheer white fabric that in the glare of oncoming headlights she seemed almost naked.
 
"It's my treat and I'm glad you have an appetite" I grinned back.

She slid into the passengers seat and I closed the door, wincing at the creaking hinges and lifting the door to help it close. I could afford better now, much better, for the deal I had struck up with had more than made up for the years of sweat and hard work.

Still...did it matter?

"You look great, though I have a terrible confession to make." I complimented and confessed. "All these years of living next to you and I've never known your first name, just your last name on the mailbox"

It was true and I felt guilty over it, what kind of neighbor was I?

Blind to a lot of things that should have mattered it seemed as we pulled to a stoplight and waited. My attention returning to the woman next to me and my growing attraction to her.

"I've been a fool, haven't I?"
 
Hotel bound....

HE helped me into the car and I smiled reassuringly as he blushed about the squeakl of the hinge. I had dated men who were worse off, where it was my car they were driving. As we pulled out of the parkinglot I was completely aware of the man sitting beside me. Hell who wouldn't be.

He didn't know my name, there was a blow to the ego.... I shrugged it off and reminded myself that we were ONLY neaighbors. "Sheila Malone is the full name. " I replied and looked out the window to the passing buildings.

When we stopped at the light I felt more then saw him look me over and I resisted the urge to fidget. Finally I turned to look at him and I smiled gently as he spoke.

"I've been a fool, haven't I?"

"you are only a fool if you let yourself be one hun," I reached up and caressed his cheek and then blinked when I realized what I had done and quickly dropped my hand away.
 
"Well Miss Sheila Malone" I rolled the words off my tongue and enjoyed the sound of her name. "Today is a new beginning for me, off to a bumpy start maybe, but the ride looks great from here on"

I was admiring her face, the look in her eyes and the slight blush in her tanned cheeks as I spoke and meant every word of it.

For once the old car behaved and the radio actually worked and we made our way to the parking lot of the Inn.

"The matre des` owes me several favors here and tonight I'm collecting on them" I announced as I pulled the door open and offered my hand. "Another new rule for my new life, not to be afraid to ask for what is owed to you."

We walked to the double glass doors and into the lounge and I nodded to the manager at his station behind the desk.

"Rick, I'd like you to meet Miss Malone" I introduced the vibrant young lady at my side. "She's going to be my guest tonight and I expect you'll arrange the best accomodations for us? We'll wait in the lounge and enjoy a drink or two before we eat"

Rick was smooth, hardly missing a beat and acknowledging my request without blinking, informing us the patio table would be at our disposal when we were ready.

"To new beginnings" I toasted Sheila as our drinks arrived, the firelight lending it's amber tint to our glasses as we tilted our glasses. "And new friends"

In my mind Sheila had become a friend and hopefully soon much, much more.The question remaining in the equation was did she see me the same way?
 
Greeted like royalty....

He was greeted without many smiles and he even knew the guys first name behind the desk. I was a little shocked to say the least. I mean this was a hotel whisered around town as being the 'Lovers tryst' Place for people that wanted a hotel room.

I shrugged as I headed into the lounge with him and as the drinks arrived I took my glass and raised up to him and smiled as he made his toast. Tilting the glass I took a long healthy drink and licked my lips as the glass was tilted back down.

I was going to be working these calories off for the next two months but what the hell I was having fun for a change and I was going to make him have fun to damn it if it killed him.

A smirk slid along her lips as she had the last thought and then it quickly vanished as she looked into his eyes,"So tell me Tanner, tell me about yourself and how you came to be married to such a ...well a person of such loose morals?"
 
Carmela was delighted with his smooth words as he told her:

"Carmella... You look good enough to eat yourself!" Nick bowed his head as he held the door open for her and made a show of shutting it gently behind her.

"Why thank you - you look so handsome yourself! Not like my husband ...." Carmela told him with a grin. She was painfully honest that her husband was yuk and she was stuck in a loveless marriage and needed loving.

"Oh for me!" Carmela's eyes lit up as she eagerly accepted the gift box.

"I love gifts! How did you know..." Carmela started to tell him as she ripped off the wrapping while he mumbled his explanation.

"I love it - a beautiful watch - so pretty" Carmela told him as she strapped it to her wrist.

"Thank you - it's great - I hope I make you as happy as you make me" Carmela told him with a seductive grin as she licked her lips.

The car gunned away from the curb and she was forced backwards in the seat. She watched Nich handle the shift and quickly go from gear to gear as the car now raced away.

"You've got such a great car!" she told him.

"And you're real good with your hands!" Carmela teased him.

She listened as he explained where they were going:

"There's a brand new French place in town - I hope you won't think it too stuffy, but I promised friends I'd check it out. You ARE dressed for old world elegance, I only hope they believe I'm with you..."

His words help to melt her heart. He just knew what to say. She loved that about him. He noticed her beauty and wanted her as a woman. How long had it been since her husband had treated her this way. Somehow she expected that he had forgotten how in his boring job and meaningless life.

"French would be delightful! Onion soup and filet minion would be superb. We need lots of energy for later. My husband is supposed to be away for a few days on a business trip... We could go to my house afterwards unless you want to go to the inn on the old highway....." Carmela grinned as she rubbed her fingers across the front of her dress near her nipples.

"I hope the restaurant has great air conditioning.. I feel so hot" Carmela added with her own wink as she reached over to stroke his bulge as he drove onward.

"Is the restaurant far?"
 
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