To Catch a Sub - 001 - Sex Stories

To Catch a Sub - 001

To Catch a Sub - 001

Sasha sat at the kitchen table taking stock. She was home, alone, as usual. Her husband, Anthony, was at work, the kids were at school, and she was at their comfortable house on the rural 5-acre lot where they lived. Sasha had a degree in sociology, but Anthony had made it clear early in their marriage that he preferred her to a stay-at-home mom. She thought he intended to have a large family, but after their two kids were born, his business had taken off and he seemed to lose interest in anything but working.

Looking out the sliding back windows that opened onto the large deck that stood over the big four car garage that was the daylight basement of the house, she could see the piles of construction materials that had started to arrive a few days before. She had no idea what Anthony had planned for the house now. He always had a new plan, a new addition, or an upgrade to those and used the crews from his construction business to handle the work. She could tell from the amount of material that this project was going to be large.

With a sigh, Sasha looked around the immaculate kitchen and decided to go upstairs and see what she could find to do to take up some of her time. As she walked into the bedroom, she stopped to look at herself in the full length mirror that stood to one side of the room. She stood sideways, then turned to look at herself from another angle, and then turned again. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.

Sasha was ...

... of Ukrainian descent. Her parents had immigrated to the states when she was just a baby. Stepping closer to the mirror she looked at herself a little more critically. In a moment of boredom, she slipped off her t-shirt and bra. Her eastern European heritage was easy to see. She was, by no means, a beautiful runway model. She was 5'6" tall and tended to be on the curvy side. Anthony, the 4th child in a family of 12 children, Anthony's family was originally from southern Italy. His grandparents had immigrated long ago.

Anthony and Sasha had met in college. Both were dedicated students who were trying their best to build a better life than their parents. Anthony was a business major. Sasha chose sociology thinking she would become a social worker. They found each other in a psychology class. Anthony had immediately been drawn to Sasha's long dark hair and dark eyes. Anthony was almost 6 feet tall, a former high school football star, handsome, and intense. They had married the week after they graduated and never looked back.

Anthony got a start in the construction business from his brother. His brother is a master craftsman of the old school. Anthony had learned the construction business in a few months and then began to offer advice that eventually doubled his brother's company size. At one point, they had been offered the contract to build a modest size strip mall. His brother, much preferring smaller and personalized projects, wanted to decline the contract. Anthony had ...