| Straight: BDSM: Hard Day's Lesson - Part 1 (1/3) |
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She was glad that her day was finally done, she was tired and it took all the energy she had to climb the stairs to her front door. As she reached the door she realized the light was out and she fumbled with her keys, cursing the clouds that now covered the full moon, leaving her no light to see what she was doing. She felt a great relief when the door finally opened and she stepped into her warm house. The fall had come early and even though it was only the end of September the air was bitter cold. She hated that the days were getting shorter and winter was just around the corner. This was just the kind of day that called for a hot bath and a cold glass of wine and that was exactly what she had planned. It was no time at all before she was stepping into the steaming water, and as she did she felt a shiver run through her. As she sank into the water she felt the stress leaving her and a kind of peaceful feeling come over her. This was the moment she had been looking forward to all day. She liked the soft glow that was coming off the dozen vanilla candles that she had lit. It was the perfect ending to an arduous day. She soaked in the warm scented water until it started to turn cold, she considered turning the hot water on and soaking for longer, but she still had so much to do before going to bed. She argued quietly with herself in her mind, and decided just another 15 minutes wouldn't hurt. It was just a few minutes later she heard the phone ring; she thought just for a second about ignoring it but she knew she had to get it- it would be Him calling. She quickly got out of the bath, the cool air chilling her warm skin. She grabbed her soft white robe and made her way quickly to the phone catching it on the third ring. "Hello?" There was no response. "Hello?" Again there was silence on the other end of the line. She hung up the phone and made her way back to the bathroom, where she pulled the drain for the tub, and blew out the candles after turning the bright overhead light on. She picked up the brush and ran it through her hair and noticed that her hair seemed even silkier than usual- she was enjoying the sensation. Suddenly the phone rang again, she ran to pick it up. "Hello?" Nothing. "Who the hell is this?" Again no answer. She slammed the phone down and thought, "What asshole is playing games?" She made her way to her room and pulled out the oversized night shirt that she had stolen the last time she had been at His house. Sleeping in it kept Him close to her, especially with the scent of His cologne still lingering on it. She turned the lights out in the rest of the house and crawled into bed with her book. Just as she was getting comfortable again the phone rang. "Hello?" she snapped into the phone. "Are you ok honey?" She realized it was Him. "I'm sorry but someone has been calling me and not saying anything and I thought you were another crank call." "Hmm that's weird. What does the call display number say?" "It shows as unknown number." "Hmmm well maybe |
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