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LIMO SERVICE (under new pen name)

Novel By: Diego Garcia

Tags: Wife, Mom

San Francisco. A wonderful town. Especially for a thirty-something brunette with a face to die for and a body to kill for finding herself on the loose from her husband and kids for a few days and maybe, just could be, looking for some excitement. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Feb 21, 2014    Reads: 156    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

Chapter Twelve

Home again.

Back to the routine of "real" life. Which now seems so unreal. But, Carolyn is first and foremost a devoted mother to her children and moves through her daily routine efficiently and lovingly. But, who else, what else, is she? Before San Fransisco the answer was easy: Good Catholic, mother, wife, homemaker. Now, something has been added which doesn't fit. And is coloring every facet of her existence, absorbing all her thoughts.

Upon her return she didn't tell Bill about her adventure. Well, she told him about meeting Sam and Dale, but in that expurgated version she got out of the limo with Megan and John and that was the end of the evening. How could she possibly tell him the unbelievable things she did? She couldn't. It would be the final nail in the coffin of this struggling marriage. She put aside for once her frustrations and anger toward Bill. She lay in his arms that first night back comparing the sensation of Bill to the feeling of what she had come to think of as The Others. Bill's embrace felt so familiar, gentle, warm and comfortable, the fires banked, but, she knew, ready to flare at the slightest encouragement from her. Bill, through all their troubles, all the anger, always willing to hold her, always ready to satisfy her. The Others were not like this. Yes, The Others ultimately gave her what she wanted, but things she didn't want to want. They took what they desired in return. A fair, even affectionate trade at times. But still.

For his part, Bill detected a new distance in Carolyn, a certain… distraction, one not born of resentment and argument. And yet, at times, she seemed to need his affection and embrace more than ever. He was only too happy to give it. But, what was bothering her? Did something happen in San Fransisco she hadn't told him about? His mind ran amock. Jesus, could she have done something crazy?

The thought of Carolyn doing "something crazy" was at once incredibly exciting and incredibly threatening. The exciting part won. Bill spent much time imagining various things that could have happened. Naturally, in all his imagined senarios, Carolyn wound up getting fucked by one or more men. Oh, man. Carolyn spreading her legs. Letting some guy slide his dick into her. Fucking her silly. Filling her with cum. I wonder… What where those guys' names? Sam and… Dale?


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