Kidnapped - Sex Stories

Kidnapped

... now."

"Yes, no thanks to you."

"You're being overly dramatic. The reason they let you go is because we refused to pay."

"No, the reason they let me go is I talked them into it."

"Semantics. Either way you are home now."

As we weaved through the light traffic. I said. "I'm divorcing you Grant. As soon as I can get to see a lawyer. I'm drawing up the paperwork."

He got such a shock, we almost collided with another car. "What about our agreement?"

"I don't care about it. What concerned me throughout that ordeal was your indifference. Your callous attitude. I could have been killed for gods sake."

"Sasha, you have everything wrong. I simply wasn't giving into their demands."

"You didn't care that they were going to kill me?"

"But they didn't. Look, lets just calm down and take a couple of days to think things through. You're clearly distressed and not thinking."

"Oh I am very clear. I heard you on the phone screaming in the background. All that really did was explain to me in plain terms how little I really mean to you. If it wasn't obvious from your sexual exploits. No Grant. We are done. I am filing immediately."

"Jesus H Christ, Sasha. Don't be ludicrous. We will lose everything."

"I don't particularly care. All I am concerned about is getting away from you."

"You will be happy sleeping in a cardboard box with all the other homeless will you?"

"Rather that than sleeping with you."

A dark cloud formed within the car. The ...

... oppressive silence suffocating us both.

Thankfully the apartment was only a short drive. I headed straight to the bathroom and a long hot soak in the bath.

God knows where Grant went, but he disappeared while I was in the tub. I cooked a quick dinner, already missing the wonderful meals Daisy cooked.

The thought had only crystallized, when I froze. Missed... How could I possibly miss that? It was true though. There was a feeling building within me. I had never seen her face, but I missed her. All I had known were her eyes. Those wonderfully empathetic eyes and the soft touch of her hands.

The morning brought me to life. I needed to phone into work. They already knew the circumstances, and were lovely. "Take the rest of the week of Sasha. We shall talk again Friday. If you are up to it we will organize to have you back Monday."

"Thanks Janine. I appreciate your generosity."

I decided on a walk might help me calm my nerves and some fresh air certainly wouldn't hurt.

"Sorry, your card has been declined." The young kid behind the deli counter said nervously.

Digging through my purse, I managed to find enough change to pay for my doughnut and coffee.

A quick scroll through my phone and internet banking app showed why. The account was basically empty. A balance only big large enough to keep it active. Blast, that meant a visit to the bank. At least it wasn't a long walk. I couldn't even afford cab fare.

"What do mean the money was transferred." I snapped ...