Sisterhood of Sin -- 27 -- Tumbled Into Trouble - Sex Stories

Sisterhood of Sin -- 27 -- Tumbled Into Trouble

... soft drinks and juices." "Is that Talisker in your glass?" "Yes it is. But you couldn't possibly have read that far in the stories." "May I smell it." I offer it to her and I see Marta go on alert. We are both watching to make sure nothing falls into my glass. The other woman had made herself a large margarita. Terri smells the single malt and hands it back to me. She looks at her friend and nods and I see her friend smile. "Smokey. Like she said it would be. She's read all of your stories. I've only just read a few, but I intend to read more. Now that I've verified you are you, I assume you want to hear about Oliver." "Yes, but first things first. Look me in the eyes, please. Do you swear, on anything important to you, to keep our conversation confidential?" "Oh, you were serious. Yes, I do, on my baby's life." She self-consciously puts her hand on her belly. "Thank you. I want to hear about your friend. Does she work with you?" "No. I went to high school and college with her. And she doesn't know about this bogus charge. She doesn't even know about my affair with Oliver. She's like you say, useful, when I need a boisterous, blundering, bull-in-a-china-shop clown to help me stop being so serious. Please don't get me wrong. She's really a good friend, but I've learned that her mouth speaks before her brain tells it what to say. That's why I keep secrets from her." The wisdom of bringing her here seems absent, but I nod as if I'm satisfied. "Okay, so long story short, Oliver ...

... and I had an ongoing affair. We just seem to be good for each other. My husband barely notices me. You may have gathered that from my username on Tumblr. Oliver is a great guy. His wife found out about us and made him file the harassment charge. She threatened to ruin both of our careers. In cases like these, the first one to charge seems more credible. She wants me fired or transferred out. When he told me about this, he could barely look at me. He's miserable because of it. I tried to hug him and I rubbed his... crotch. He's got something solid on his... package." I quickly pull up an image of a plastic chastity cage on my tablet and ask if it could possibly be something similar. "It could. He pulled away pretty quickly, but it felt more like wire." I pull up an image of a steel wire cock cage and she nods her head. "Closer." So Marianne is self-medicating, trying to cure her husband's infidelity by control. And Terri felt neglected and found Oliver. I have to try very hard not to judge on these first impressions. Terri seems polite and smart, but I haven't met Kevin and can't say he didn't deserve to have a cheating wife. I'm conscious of the potential for double standards, but all that matters to us is whether we want them together and whether we can hold them together, especially if the baby turns out to be Oliver's. I'll have to boot this back to Kyra and see what I can do about Marianne. "We normally recruit women and we normally hold onto cheating men by opening their ...