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The Lustful Wife

Erica paced nervously taking quick deliberate drags from the glowing cigarette between her fingers. The wind blew her long brunette hair back and forth, as the chilly December night air caused her tiny pink nipples to stiffen upon her gorgeous perky 34c breasts. Her nipples poked out against the sheer fabric of the old Chicago Bears t-shirt she had thrown on to come downstairs. She cautiously looked around again as she took the last couple of drags from her cigarette. The wind blew once more causing the shirt to rise slightly, exposing her tight bare ass to the darkness. Erica flicked away the cherry from the cigarette and crumpled the remains in her slender hands. She gently pulled open the sliding glass door and quietly slid it back into place behind her. Walking softly across the cold kitchen title, Erica made her way to the trash can under the sink and stuffed the cigarette remains into one of the empty soda cans sitting inside. She smiled triumphantly while fishing a piece of gum from the candy drawer. Mission Accomplished she thought. Erica headed out of the kitchen and into the living room on her way to the stairs. She had nearly reached the bottom step when a noise behind her made her jump nearly out of her skin. "You must think I'm an idiot." said a familiar voice. Erica, now pale as a ghost, turned to see her husband Victor sitting in his recliner in the corner of the unlit living room. "I..." "I..." she stammered. "Don't" warned Victor. "It was just the one." she ...

... lied. "I've just been so stressed with work and all that stuff with my s****r. I figured one wouldn't hurt and maybe it would help the with the stress." As Victor rose from his recliner a beam of light from the window illuminated his features slightly. Erica could tell by the look on his face that he knew she was lying. She also noticed he was holding a plastic bag. The bag rattled as he handed it to her. "You just made it ten times worse on yourself." he said walking past her up the stairs. A chill ran down Erica's spine when she peered down into the bag. Inside were several empty soda cans that had been cut in half exposing the cigarette remains in each one. She immediately flashed back to the last time Victor had caught her smoking. ***** He had spanked her bare ass for nearly an hour before forcing her to stand completely nude in front of the big bay window in the foyer. She prayed none of their neighbors would see her standing there in her birthday suit. A few cars had passed on the street seemly without notice. Each time a pair of headlights made its way down the street a nervous excitement from somewhere deep inside had sent electric shock waves through Erica's naked body. She was surprised that it disappointed her a little each time someone passed without noticing her naked body. It wasn't until Mr. Gunderson, an elderly widower who lived directly across the street, came home that someone took notice of her. Mr. Gunderson was nearly to his front porch when he turned ...