Revenge

[Honey_B]

A thread for Caspai, Ariosto, and Honey B.

Elizabeth Sterling surveyed her home one last time. All the arrangements had been made. The housekeeper had the night off but her husband’s dinner was in the refrigerator. Elizabeth always saw to all of his needs with a bright smile. Well, almost all of them.

At 39, Elizabeth was still beautiful, keeping herself trim and energetic with regular exercise although her figure had rounded in the expected place. She had bright green eyes and her shimmering black hair was kept carefully tinted against gray.

The Sterlings had achieved a level of comfort thanks to her husband’s successful career and Elizabeth’s support of him. They could easily afford for her to take regular weekend trips to New York. Elizabeth had a sister there and her dear husband encouraged his wife to visit regularly.

Elizabeth picked up her suitcase and left for the airport.

 

[ariosto]

Michael Sterling did not consider himelf and adulterer, not at all. To be that, he'd have to be taking advantage of Elizabeth and she was not a woman to be taken advantage of.
He'd left her at the airport to take the commuter flight to LaGuardia as she did every week.
He's d kissed her good bye as he did every week and now he was on his way to his mistress' house as he was every week. He liked to think of her that way...his mistress. It had a taste of old world class to it and as an ambitious senior level exec whose father had cleaned bathrooms for a living, Michael grabbed at all the class, old world or new that he could.
He'd married Elizabeth for that, her family name and connections. Oh sure they'd loved each other, maybe still did...maybe. There'd been some good times to be sure.

The winter bound Connecticut countryside slipped by the tinted windows of the BMW, the wipers swishing the new snow away as fast as it fell. He passed through Danbury and took the turn to Camille's house.
She had come into his life as a godsend. Elizabeth's growing reluctance for any but the dryest and most unimaginative kind of sex had already led him to take chances with hookers in Hartford and New York.
Then one day she walked into the restaurant where he was having lunch. They chatted, seemed to hit it off and he's asked her out. They made love the first night, incredible, passionate, daring, and creative loveplay that had never stopped. Week after week after week, he'd come back for more.
Dear sweet, sexy blonde Camille...his own little 'Party Doll'.
He would have to tell her about Elizabeth.
Someday....



OOC...Michael Sterling, Senior Vice President for Capitol Insurance Company is 45 years old. He's tall and powerfully built. He dilligently works out to keep his middle aged spread at bay.
Eyes are deep brown, his dark hair is beginning to gray. Michael is very meticulous about his appearence and seems a refined and considerate man.
His father was a violent unpredictable brute. Like father, like son?...we'll see.

 

[caspai]

Camille Delaney, at an even five feet tall, may seem like nothing more than a bit of fluff, but she knew what she wanted, and how to get it. She had known the second she had walked into that restaurant that she had wanted Michael Sterling.

Camille hadn't really thought of settling down before she met Michael, but at 37, she knew that her looks wouldn't last forever. Blonde, with striking turquoise blue eyes, the attentions of men had not been an uncommon thing throughout her life. She had made a career out of benefitting from such attentions, all the while understanding that it would not last forever. When she had walked into that restaurant, and into the life of Michael Sterling, it had been as if the hands of fate had guided them together.

Sitting in front of her vanity mirror, Camille sighed at the memory. Most of the interesting men, for a very long time, had either been married. How Michael had ever managed to escape marriage to this point, she didn't know, but she did know that if she had anything to say about it, his unmarried status would soon be coming to an end. Thinking of the night to come, the turquoise eyes began to glitter with anticipation. Oh yes, he would be here tonight, for the whole night. The business trip he had hinted at had not occurred, so he was hers for the entire weekend.