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Jacob pushed one final thrust, deep into Stephanie, and he grunted as she felt his cock swell inside of her. Jacob then rolled off of Stephanie and onto the floor next to her. Stephanie looked to the clock again, and she saw it was exactly seven minutes since she last looked. Stephanie was devastated by the thought of sex with her husband lasting only seven minutes. When Stephanie first saw the fire and the Chinese food when she got home, she thought she was a horrible person for what was happening with Derrick. However, as she now laid on her back, staring at the ceiling and listening to Jacob catching his breath beside her, she had a different thought. She was now thinking, What else does Jacob expect is going to happen? This isn't my fault.
Jacob and Stephanie cleaned the family room and got ready for bed. They joined each other on the living room couch, and Jacob said, “Let's see what's on the D.V.R.”
Jacob scrolled through the recorded television shows, and Stephanie tried her best to pretend to be interested. If it wasn't for his complete inattention towards Stephanie, he would have easily seen something was growing distant within her. But while Jacob watched a television show, his wife sat just two feet away from him, fantasizing about another man.
***
The following morning, Stephanie was back at work, swimming in the deep end of the proverbial pool with her new case. She was completing subpoenas for medical records for Paul Hutchinson when she heard a man's voice at her assistant's desk, “Hello, I have a delivery for Stephanie Bradford.”
“Right in there,” her assistant instructed as a man with a large bouquet of two dozen beautiful, long stem roses walked through her door.
“Hi, are you Stephanie Bradford?”
“I am. Are those for me?”
“Yes ma'am,” the delivery man said. “Just sign here, please.”
Stephanie signed, and she was amazed that Jacob would send her flowers. As she opened the card, she was feeling completely impressed with the effort Jacob was obviously making. This feeling suddenly shifted when she read the note inside the card.
“Bad girl... Just one more night until we get to play. Tomorrow night is going to be all about seeing how well you can follow directions, and it will start with the second you walk through my door. Wear whatever you want over it, but I want you to be wearing black thigh highs, a black thong, black garter belt, a black bra, and, of course, your sexiest black heels. See you soon! -Romeo”
Stephanie completely melted into the moment. She was becoming mesmerized by Derrick, and she loved the way he always told her exactly what he wanted. From where he wanted to sit to what he wanted her to wear, Derrick always told Stephanie what he desired, and in turn, she was more than willing to oblige. Stephanie's urge to please Derrick was not lost in his request for the following night's outfit.
Stephanie text messaged Derrick, “I got the flowers and your instructions. I would say 'thank you,' but rather than say it, I'll show it by following your instructions to the smallest detail. If there is anything else you desire, your wish is my command.”
“You’re so beautiful, so sexy, and so obedient. You are going to make an excellent bad girl,” Derrick replied. “Work calls, so I will see you tomorrow night.”
The roses sat on Stephanie's desk for over an hour, until Scott, another attorney looked into her office. “Looks like someone is in the doghouse at home. I hope Jason's not in too much trouble.”
“His name is Jacob, not Jason, and no he's not in trouble.”
“I'm sorry. Jacob, Jason, same thing,” Scott said. “Well, if he's not in trouble, you have yourself one hell of a guy, Steph.”
“Yes, I do. You have no idea,” Stephanie said, but she was clearly not thinking of Jacob when she spoke the words.
At the end of her workday, Stephanie brought the flowers with her knowing it would look suspicious if she wasn't
Jacob pushed one final thrust, deep into Stephanie, and he grunted as she felt his cock swell inside of her. Jacob then rolled off of Stephanie and onto the floor next to her. Stephanie looked to the clock again, and she saw it was exactly seven minutes since she last looked. Stephanie was devastated by the thought of sex with her husband lasting only seven minutes. When Stephanie first saw the fire and the Chinese food when she got home, she thought she was a horrible person for what was happening with Derrick. However, as she now laid on her back, staring at the ceiling and listening to Jacob catching his breath beside her, she had a different thought. She was now thinking, What else does Jacob expect is going to happen? This isn't my fault.
Jacob and Stephanie cleaned the family room and got ready for bed. They joined each other on the living room couch, and Jacob said, “Let's see what's on the D.V.R.”
Jacob scrolled through the recorded television shows, and Stephanie tried her best to pretend to be interested. If it wasn't for his complete inattention towards Stephanie, he would have easily seen something was growing distant within her. But while Jacob watched a television show, his wife sat just two feet away from him, fantasizing about another man.
***
The following morning, Stephanie was back at work, swimming in the deep end of the proverbial pool with her new case. She was completing subpoenas for medical records for Paul Hutchinson when she heard a man's voice at her assistant's desk, “Hello, I have a delivery for Stephanie Bradford.”
“Right in there,” her assistant instructed as a man with a large bouquet of two dozen beautiful, long stem roses walked through her door.
“Hi, are you Stephanie Bradford?”
“I am. Are those for me?”
“Yes ma'am,” the delivery man said. “Just sign here, please.”
Stephanie signed, and she was amazed that Jacob would send her flowers. As she opened the card, she was feeling completely impressed with the effort Jacob was obviously making. This feeling suddenly shifted when she read the note inside the card.
“Bad girl... Just one more night until we get to play. Tomorrow night is going to be all about seeing how well you can follow directions, and it will start with the second you walk through my door. Wear whatever you want over it, but I want you to be wearing black thigh highs, a black thong, black garter belt, a black bra, and, of course, your sexiest black heels. See you soon! -Romeo”
Stephanie completely melted into the moment. She was becoming mesmerized by Derrick, and she loved the way he always told her exactly what he wanted. From where he wanted to sit to what he wanted her to wear, Derrick always told Stephanie what he desired, and in turn, she was more than willing to oblige. Stephanie's urge to please Derrick was not lost in his request for the following night's outfit.
Stephanie text messaged Derrick, “I got the flowers and your instructions. I would say 'thank you,' but rather than say it, I'll show it by following your instructions to the smallest detail. If there is anything else you desire, your wish is my command.”
“You’re so beautiful, so sexy, and so obedient. You are going to make an excellent bad girl,” Derrick replied. “Work calls, so I will see you tomorrow night.”
The roses sat on Stephanie's desk for over an hour, until Scott, another attorney looked into her office. “Looks like someone is in the doghouse at home. I hope Jason's not in too much trouble.”
“His name is Jacob, not Jason, and no he's not in trouble.”
“I'm sorry. Jacob, Jason, same thing,” Scott said. “Well, if he's not in trouble, you have yourself one hell of a guy, Steph.”
“Yes, I do. You have no idea,” Stephanie said, but she was clearly not thinking of Jacob when she spoke the words.
At the end of her workday, Stephanie brought the flowers with her knowing it would look suspicious if she wasn't
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