To Catch a Sub - 001 - Sex Stories

To Catch a Sub - 001

... and talk about the construction business."

Anthony nodded.

"That's good. I haven't seen them in a while."

They rolled over and Anthoy spooned into Sasha, wrapping his arms around her.

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Anthony and Sasha were up early as planned. They rose, showered, dressed and headed to Sasha's parents' house. It was a great day. The kids played outside. Sasha and her mom talked. Anthony spent the afternoon telling Sasha's dad all about his current projects and future plans. About 4 PM they decided to head home. Anthony stopped at a burger joint on the way and treated them to burgers and fries with a soft drink. He usually stayed away from fast food, but he decided that it was the end of a special weekend, and they would celebrate.

Once home, Anthony helped Sasha get the kids in bed. There were baths and stories to be read. Both kids were exhausted, and it didn't take long for them to fall asleep. Sasha leaned back in her chair in the living room, exhausted. Stan had opened a beer and was watching her as she nodded in and out of wakefulness.

"Why don't you go to bed. You are nodding off sitting there."

Sasha nodded.

"I am. Are you coming up?"

"In a while. There are some things on the internet I need to check out."

Sasha looked at him funny. He usually wasn't one to spend time chasing around the internet. However, her sleepiness overtook her curiosity, and she headed upstairs to bed. Anthony sat for a few more minutes in the living room before he made ...

... his way to the study where he kept a small home office. It was mainly a desk and a laptop that were very rarely used. He opened the laptop and waited for it to boot up.

He sat down, put his beer on the desk and looked at the screen. He brought the browser up and typed in a few words. In seconds the screen filled with listings. He looked at the browser and saw that there were more than 10 million hits for what he had typed in. He looked at the first page or so of the results and was almost overwhelmed.

He could remember when he had first typed in the term BDSM to the crude computer they had back then. There were fewer than 500 search hits and mostly were for sites that wanted to sell pornographic pictures. Now he saw a plethora of websites from video streaming services to chatrooms and forums. He methodically started to click the links and look at the results.

It was more than two hours later when he realized how much time had passed. He had gotten a rapid education in the BDSM culture. He sat back and picked up the beer bottle and discovered that it was empty. He couldn't remember taking the last swallow. He was deep in thought as he got another beer from the fridge and came back to the desk.

On a lark, he cleared the browser and typed in the word 'Franky's'. Almost instantly, there were pages of hits on the browser search screen. He had to scroll down several lines to find what he was looking for. It wasn't a direct reference to the restaurant when they had gone, ...