She discovered his secret…and they started a #bdsm relationship
I was in the large lounge when she came down the hallway. She was obviously a little drunk, I wondered idly about how safe she had been driving. She walked up to me, “You look flushed, Sweetie. What have you been up to?!” She said with a grin.
My heart sank, as I realized that the Viagra flush had hit as well as my own guilty embarrassment. “Uh, just working out a little.” I answered unconvincingly.
She flopped down on the sofa. “Get me a drink, Sweetie, and come and see what I have here. A bloody Mary for me and something strong for you too.”
I went off to get the drinks, a feeling of dread whelling in me. Why was she calling me sweetie and what did she have to show me and why was it important for me to have a strong drink?
Back in the lounge…
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