New Town

He draped a towel around her shoulders and pulled her to him.
She felt vunerable, small, scared, like a child.

But she wasn't a child, she was a woman and in a storm of confused feelings and emotions Bob was aware of the warmth of her body and the fullness of her breasts against him.

As his anger rose he could feel his penis start to stiffen against her, a statement of his manhood and of his contempt for her husband.

He didn't know how yet but he was going to finish that guy - dead.

He started to rub her dry through the towel, like a parent comforts a child.

"OK, the first thing is none of this is your fault. So you bought the wrong stuff for his goddam party - what the hell, none of the guests had seen the menu.
And the second thing is he doesn't know zip what happened earlier or where you've been or what we've been doing.
So you're going to walk in there all smiles and "Hi honey I'm home" and just chatter, chatter, chatter about the new houses, the new people - anything until he says enough already. OK? Can you do that?"

He took a corner of the towel and wiped her eyes.

"And in about 20 minutes I'm going to come over and knock on the door and ask him if he'd like me to cut the grass for him now that he's away so much. OK?"
 
She nodded as he dried her off, then rested her still sobbing head against his chest. Her chest and shoulders shook as she wept into him.

"But.." She pulled away. "What about the ice cream. The beer. I mean two bowls are out. He's going to get suspicious." Her nerves were shot and she felt so helpless. She could never look him in the eye. Her husband was always the dominant one in the relationship and she followed him and his career playing her part but it never did satisfy him. He never satisfied her. Though the thought of leaving him had occured it was not something she seriously considered. He would get everything. She would have nowhere to go and she didn't think her husband would ever even allow for a divorce to be brought up.
 
Jeeesus! How could he have been so stupid. Of course the bowls and the beer bottles.
Bob banged his forehead with the heel of his hand.

It would be no problem to confront the guy. Bob was fit and he'd could lay the guy out anytime.
But all that would happen is he'd take it out on Claire.
Any beating that Bob gave to her husband he'd give twice to Claire.

He knew that he was only going to deal with her husband once and that would be the last time anyone ever dealt with him again.

No there had to another way, another explanation for the bowls.

If Claire said it had been him the husband would react bad. If he beat her for messing up dinner, what would he do to her for having a man in the house - for whatever reason.

No it had to be some one that was no threat.

"Damn I forgot all about them. Could you have had a friend over - a girlfriend?"
 
Claire thought a moment. A friend. She only got to socialize with the wives of her husbands business partners, though she had a few childhood friends she'd kept in touch with. Then there was her sister who was the most likely choice to stop by but one thing she was in a different country and another she didn't drink beer. She couldn't think of anyone.

"I have someone in mind." She lied to reassure Bob who she could feel the manhood of rubbing against her. Her eyes closed as she recalled the pleasure. She lusted for him. Her hands grasping at his body almost wanting to take him then and there. She sufficed with a long kiss before she sighed stepping back and towelling the rest of herself off.

"I suppose I should go do this now." She said as she got dressed.

"How do I look?" She asked spinning, hoping she looked okay.
 
"You look great, fresh, clean, smelling of woman - not of me!" He patted her butt affectionately.

"You sure you're ready for this? He doesn't know where you are. If you need more time?"

He held her and looked into her eyes hoping to see a spark of confidence but all he could see was fear.

"And you have someone in mind who'll back your story?"
 
"Yes I'm ready. I have to be." She said as he held her. She felt so safe in his arms, she never felt like this even with her husband.

"I think I do. Yeah I'm ready." She said at first a little doubtful but finishing with some forced confidence. She smiled and kissed him once more.

"Thank you Bob." She said as she left his house and went back home. Opening the door she didn't hear any noise. She knew she had to play it like she didn't know her husband was home, seeing as how he wasn't supposed to be. She slipped into the kitchen and saw the bowls. She quickly gathered them up and brought them to the sink. Cleaning them and putting them away. Hoping her husband hadn't noticed them.
 
NPC as Claire's husband - "Hub"

As he heard the front screen open Hub smiled to himself. He walked silently down the stairs and stood in the kitchen doorway watching her.
The stupid little bitch was trying to hide the evidence.

He watched some more. She had a cute little ass, especially when it had a few good welts across it from his belt. She'd have to get some new shorts though. Those were far too revealing.

He was enjoying this. In a little while he'd have her down in the cellar giving her a good thrashing, a bit like the whipping he'd been dealt last night by his "mistress". She could be one mean bitch but she would be proud of what he was going to meet out.

It was a bit like fishing - you threw out the lure, the stupid fish took it and then you reeled it in, inch by inch by painful inch, knowing all the while that the hook was digging deeper and deeper.
But this was even better. She'd baited the hook herself.

He shifted his trousers to make himself more comfortable. He often got an erection when he beat her. In fact, without pain given either to him or by him he couldn't achieve an erection.

He stood for a moment more and then coughed, quietly, just enough to signal his presence
 
Claire dropped one of the bowls when he cleared his throat. It shattered in the sink as she turned, hand to her chest as her face showed her shock. It quickly melted into a smile.

"Hub. Wh.. when'd you get back sweetie? You look tired. Can I pour you a bath?" She asked as she approached him, inside her heart was beating so fast and she was so scared but her voice wasn't telling of it. She kissed him softly on the lips and stepped back.
 
NPC as Hub

The opposite to love may be hate, but Hub neither loved nor hated his wife.

He was indifferent to her.

With her sillly artificial brightness, pouty lips and that ridiculous kiss she confirmed everthing he felt about her.

But fishing was never about standing on the bank and shouting "Here fishy fishy, Im going to catch you and eat you."
No, the skill of fishing was to play the fish, wait until it tired and then strike.

He would play this fish a little longer.

"Hi honey," Hub replied. "Getting a little careless with the china aren't we?"
 
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She looked back to the sink then at him.

"I'm so sorry. I was just... just surprised. I didn't know when to expect you back. How was your trip? Did you relax at all or was it simply work, work, work?" She asked as she went over to the sink and picked up the broken shards of the bowl. Putting them in the garbage. She wasn't sure if he had noticed, he wasn't showing signs of being angry.
 
NPC as Hub

"Yes it was a pretty hard trip, lots of work as usual. That's how I earn enough to pay for the dishes you break."

He paused, savouring the moment.

"But I see it hasn't been all work, work work for you has it? Breakfast for two in here and that fucking couch is still in the cellar."

He watched her, a sneer forming on his lips.

"Who is he?"
 
She began to panic. He was getting angry she could tell. She backed up against the counter.

"It wasn't a he. I would never cheat on you. You know that sweetie." She nervously denied, keeping her tone low and unoffended.

"Just one of the girl's from my gym stopped by." For beer and ice cream? She immediately wanted to take back that lie. She knew she should've said it was her sister. There was no real way to explain to him what happened without it being the truth and still have him believe her.

"And I couldn't lift the couch. It's too heavy." She said in her pouty voice that sometimes calmed him. Of course sometimes it angered him too, like everything else.
 
NPC as Hub

She might have heard the smack just a fraction of a second before her head hit the fridge door but Hub wasn't interested in the niceties of that.

His second blow, a backhander, threw her upright again.

"You want to try that again you lying bitch? The cellar smells like a whorehouse. Who is he?"
 
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Claire reeled after the first smack, her head clanking off the fridge. The second hit cut her lip where it'd be healing. She backed away from him some more putting their table between them.

"N... nobody. Please Hub I swear you're the only man. I promise." She insisted her voice raised but showing her panic and fear. If not for gripping tightly to a chair her hands would be shaking.
 
Alexandra1979 said:
Alexis Santos, age 28, is an heiress and socialite who loves to seduce men, thus leading to her series of failed marriages before she admitted that she couldn't be faithful. She had decided to hold out for a man who could accept an open marriage, figuring that couldn't take long. She didn't want to hurt another man again.

That was why she was here. She wanted a fresh start in a new town, to use her exotic Greek charms on the men around here. Why not? She had cash and only one real chore in her life: her rather slow, but steady pursuit of a psychology degree, so that she could figure out why her father had left her for her grandparents to raise when her mother died giving birth to her.

Her favorite sex act is fellatio, followed by doggie-style, and then missionary with her legs up in the air. Anal is nice, too, but despite stereotypes, being Greek didn't make her a fanatic for Greek love. Cunnilingus is also good, but she mainly loves to have a man dominate and take her forcefully. She is attracted to virile, powerful men. She has no use for the wimpy, milktoast sort.

She also loves to show off her body, especially by undressing and displaying her swarthy, lithe body in the window. Her dark tresses of silky hair were meant to appeal to any red-blooded man who wasn't gay. Quite a few women liked them, too, and Alexis didn't rule out the occasional bi fling, though she still preferred men by far. Sapphic lust was just an occasional itch to scratch.

Hoping to give the local Peeping Toms some masturbation fodder, she deliberately left her window open as she changed into something more casual: a pair of shorts and a tank top.



J


Craig Louis
age: 28

Taking a deep breath, Craig knocked on the door of his newest neighbor. He himself had moved in recently, but he had been there a short while longer than she had.

He was a large man, at close to 6'1" and well muscled. He made his living as a security guard for a government building, but had served as a personal bodyguard in the past. He had been accused of forcing the starlet to have sex with him, a claim that was not true. No, he prefered more mature, experienced lovers. He was a nice enough guy, but was generally very dominant in the bedroom, which bothered his x-wife, causing their divorce. He held a bottle of wine, and a bunch of flowers, he meant to offer as a housewarming gift to his new neighbor. His blue eyes watched the door waiting to see if she would answer. He thought he saw movement in one of the windows but wasn't certain. He didn't know what had made him decide to come to visit her, he supposed it was because he was just trying to be neighborly, or was it he was looking for a companion? He hoped she wouldn't consider him too forward.
 
Joseph picked himself up from the sidewalk. He didn't usually fall off his skateboard - let alone run into a tree but he could swear that a woman was standing at her bedroom window naked.

He looked around and the stepped back a few paces.
She was gone!

He looked around again and then settled himself against the tree.

This could be worth waiting for.
 
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NPC Hub

Hub moved purposefully around the table towards Claire.

"You know what people do with dogs that piss in the house? They take them to the spot where they pissed and rub their noses in it."

He had her cornered now and took hold of a handful of her hair, yanking her head back. He leant in close, close enough for Claire to feel his spittle on her face. He didn't speak for a while, just looked at her with contempt.

He pulled at her hair again, forcing her head farther back.

"And that's just what I'm going to do with you, you sad little bitch. I'm going to rub your nose in your lover's mess and if he wants what's left he can have it."

He turned and dragged Claire along behind him, pulling her by her hair towards the cellar steps and down, down towards the darkness.
 
Bob checked his watch.
The 20 minutes was up and it was time to go knock on Claire's front door.

He was ready with his pitch for the lawn mowing service but somehow he didn't think he'd need that.

Deep in his guts was a sense of foreboding that Claire was in terrible trouble.

He was half way towards their porch when he heard the thwack of leather on flesh, followed by a muffled scream.

Quickly he turned the corner of the house towards the cellar fire exit.

He knew exactly where that bastard of a husband had taken her and exactly what he was doing.

thwack...thwack...
 
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supersexynikki said:
And suddenly in she walked just oozing sex and a lot more



ooc: Supersexynikki,
If you wish to join, write up a bio, and feel free to post, but no one really can respond to your post, because they know not who your character is, where she is, or what she is doing.
But I believe this thread does need more female players
thanks
The Gladiator)
 
NPC Hub

Hub stood over his naked wife, swinging the leather belt with a short, sharp rhythm.
She was cowering on the couch that had been the scene for her eariler passion with Bob.

...thwack... "So are you going to tell me" ...thwack... "who he is" ...thwack... "or am I going to have to" ...thwack... "beat the flesh off you?" ...thwack...

Claire's back and buttocks were oozing blood from the beating she was getting. She didn't have the strength to scream any more. All she could do was whimper and try to cover her head with her arms.

Hub pulled at his trousers to relieve the pressure on his erection. He was enjoying this and close to cumming.

...thwack... "So you little bitch" ...thwack... "who is he? ...thwack...
 
Claire couldn't fight back against him as he dragged her into the basement. She screamed and pleaded but he would have none of it. He stripped her down and threw her on the couch. Then he began whipping her. She lost her voice about half way through, couldn't breathe couldn't defend herself as he beat her senseless, a couple got past her arm and hit her in the face. Even if she wanted to tell him she couldn't. Eventually she was on the ground. Welts and blood all over her as she begged in a coarse voice for him to stop.

"Hu.. AH.. Pl.s.. Sto... AGH!" Was all he would let her get out. She prayed that Bob would come in but how would he know to? She had to hope.
 
Dr. Charles Habib

Still sexually frustrated, Dr. Habib went out to the local watering hole to look for a woman or even pretty young man that he could bed for the night. Luckily, he was affluent and could lay down a bit of cash to buy women drinks.

But it was the sexy cocktail waitress that got his attention. Her long, silky, brown hair and lithe body with long legs were quite stunning, as was her dark tan. She was also quite muscular and toned for a girl.
 
Alexis Santos

The_gladiator said:
J


Craig Louis
age: 28

Taking a deep breath, Craig knocked on the door of his newest neighbor. He himself had moved in recently, but he had been there a short while longer than she had.

He was a large man, at close to 6'1" and well muscled. He made his living as a security guard for a government building, but had served as a personal bodyguard in the past. He had been accused of forcing the starlet to have sex with him, a claim that was not true. No, he prefered more mature, experienced lovers. He was a nice enough guy, but was generally very dominant in the bedroom, which bothered his x-wife, causing their divorce. He held a bottle of wine, and a bunch of flowers, he meant to offer as a housewarming gift to his new neighbor. His blue eyes watched the door waiting to see if she would answer. He thought he saw movement in one of the windows but wasn't certain. He didn't know what had made him decide to come to visit her, he supposed it was because he was just trying to be neighborly, or was it he was looking for a companion? He hoped she wouldn't consider him too forward.

Hearing a knock at the door, Alexis hurried with her changing and ran to the door to answer it. Was it the pizza guy? She had ordered pizza half an hour earlier, and her stomach was now grumbling.

Instead of a pizza delivery man, she saw a handsome neighbor with all of the traditional signs of wanting to warm more than just her house. Smiling saucily at him, she invited the man in. He seemed friendly and harmless enough. She just hoped that he was open to a mere fling, as she was in no mood yet for a long-term relationship. Not for a while.

But he deserved pizza and an A for effort.

"Hi, there. Thanks for the greeting and presents. Want to stay for pizza? I ordered some half an hour ago and it should be here. I hope that you don't mind olives and feta cheese on your pizza, though you can always pick them off. I'm Alexis Santos. What is your name, sir?" she greeted the stranger.
 
"Craig Louis, Ma'am." he said with a smile. Not even a second, and she had already invited him to stay for pizza. He smiled, "Well if you would want me to stay, I suppose I could let myself be persuaded to partake of it." he chuckled. "Its a pleasure to meet you Alexis." he said offering to shake her hand.
 
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