To Catch a Sub - 010 - Sex Stories

To Catch a Sub - 010

... still there?

SensualSadist - Yes. I'm still here. Just a little surprised is all. I thought you were entirely devoted to your husband and children. Why, all of a sudden, this change of heart?

Newandwilling -- I am just afraid that I am going to let this opportunity slip away without taking advantage of it. I do love my husband, but I have given up on him ever figuring out that I need more and that there is more out there for us. I don't want to lose him or my family. But I also have to take care of my needs. Please. Grant me this wish. Take me. Use me. Make me your slave.

Tony looked at what she had written. Suddenly everything from the evening before came into focus. Her remarks now made perfect sense. It was like she was calling out to him. He realized that she had basically told him on the stairs in that angry outburst what she was feeling. Now he had a conundrum.

SensualSadist -- Little one. I need to think about this before I say yay or nay. I am not dismissing you. I just want to make sure that this makes sense given what I know about you. I don't want to be the reason you screw up the rest of your life. Let's let this simmer for 24 hours and tomorrow morning we will talk again. If you still want this and I feel that it is something that needs to happen, we will discuss my requirements.

Newandwilling -- Thank you Sir. Thank you so much.

Tony killed the app on the laptop and leaned back in the chair. He was physically shaking. His mind was a ...

... whirling chaos of thoughts and emotions. He thought to himself.

My wife, who I love and cherish, and thinks I am another man, just admitted she was ready to cheat on me, her husband, with the man she thinks I am. What the fuck have I done.

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As soon as it was late enough in the morning, Tony called Angela. She answered in her usual cheery way.

"Good Morning, Tony! How are you today."

"Not good."

"Ohhhhh.. that sounds bad. You sound bad. Tell me about it."

"Not on the phone here at the office. Did you have any time today?"

"Just a minute. I got a couple of hours. Come and take me to lunch. I should be done with a client at about 12:30."

"I'll be there."

Tony pulled up to the Angel's office promptly at 12:30. He had to wait a few minutes. He watched an older woman come out of Angela's office. She was flushed and seemed to be walking a little stiffly. In a few minutes, Angela came breezing out the door with a smile on her face. As she slid into the BMW and closed the door, Tony glanced at her and then steered the car out of the parking lot.

"Your last client was walking like her therapy session got a little intense."

Angela laughed heartily.

"Betsy comes to me at the behest of her rather old and feeble very rich husband. She was once a trophy wife, but Chester just keeps chugging along. He is 92 years old and a lusty old coot. He can't keep up with her anymore so she visits me for therapy."

"Interesting."

"But what is going on with ...