The Fet Library

The comment on my Facebook posting came right out of the blue. I’d put up a few pictures of Chrissie and myself enjoying a cheapo late spring break on the island of Majorca before the hordes of summer tourists arrived. The usual thing, budget airline, the cheapest beachfront hotel I could find on the internet, likewise hire car.

Part 1 - Pam claims his expenses
 

Monday:

John 9:05am: 'Hi Pam. I've left a couple of messages for you on your office number. I'm sorry to bother you, but I really need the money back from the expenses I paid for when we went on that training together. Thanks, John.'

Pam 10:34am: 'Why?'

John 10:35am: 'Hi Pam, thank God I finally got through to you! I've on my last £150 and its still 2 weeks until payday. I'm really desperate, Pam. If you could claim back my expenses for me it'd be a huge help. Thanks, John.'

John 11:45am: 'Hello?'

Chapter 1 - The Job

For what felt like the millionth time I asked myself how I had got into this situation; squashed up against the side of the aircraft as the large woman next to me took up over three quarters of the two seats. Once again I could only conclude that it was because I am too damned polite to say no to anyone. Especially strong women!

One day Mistress Olga came to me and said that we were going to spend all day on the beach. Mistress Olga is a member of a lesbian community, and they have a private naturist beach. I have never been to that beach yet. But, as it was going to be a hot day, I was looking forward to it.

We drove out near to the naturist club. It was still relatively early in the morning, and nobody was about, so we were able to take off all of her clothes. I love seeing Mistress Olga naked. She works out a lot, and is very muscular – just the way I like the women who dominate me.

Chapter 1
She walked into the bar and sat on one of the stools just like she had done every day that week but tonight felt different, there was something in the air that felt electric to her and she could feel it prickling her skin all over her body, even the covered parts...or maybe especially the covered parts.

The new bar man glanced up at her and smiled, it was the same smile he gave every customer and most would see it as just a friendly gesture but she knew better, she could see through the polite pleasantry and see the wickedness beneath the facard.

I slept alone in my own bed last night.  I felt humiliated by being exposed to Candace even though Greg and Jodi had spoken of exposing me.  I lay in bed and think about coming home from my daughters after telling her of my cuckold relationship to be ambushed.  And the more I think about the night before, the more I can feel the pressure in my small cage.  I can feel myself growing aroused by thoughts of the night just passed.

You might call this a typical 80 degree Thursday night in the Rocky Mountains.  Dark clouds in the mountains to the south and north and the occasional sound of thunder but I’m not expecting it to rain in my backyard.  I’ve been sitting on my backyard couch for nearly two hours while sipping Bourbon and listening to a baseball game on the radio.  I moved here a year ago following my daughter and her family to the mountains.  There were not many housing choices but I did find one that filled most of my wants.

Four weeks had passed since Heather and Gary had driven away to start the rest of their lives together.  It had been a very bittersweet moment for Caroline.  She was happy---more relieved---that she wasn't simply casting Gary off with his now twisted sexuality.  She had also grown quite fond of him, especially the time they spent together, and she frankly missed him.

 Almost Six Years Later