Claire and Liam Parker - Sex Stories

Claire and Liam Parker

Claire and Liam Parker had always seemed like your perfect, young, mid-twenties, beautiful couple. She had the face on an angel. He was thin, yet with very well defined muscles. They always appeared happy, healthy, and loving to one another. Little did onlookers know, they both held a dark secret within. Liam Parker held a secret within the basement of their lovely home. Through the main hall and under the staircase was a mohoganey wooden door. The door suspiciously held 3 locks upon it. No visitor nor maid was allowed to enter. Only two knew what was behind that door. Claire Parker, and Liam's best friend, James Tucker. James had assisted Liam with setting up his chambers below. The pair had been best friends since elementary school years. When one was in need, the other was always there. The two had previously gotten into mischief together on several occasions, but were always covered up with Liam's father's money. Liam's family was very well off. With his father owning many local franchises, Liam had always gotten what he wanted. And he always wanted more. Appearing very well brought up in public, but behind closed doors, he was a very naughty boy. Claire loved her husband. She loved the smart, romantic, dedicated man she fell in love with so much, that when his newly discovered interests came about, she agreed to them in fear of losing her husband. What he did hurt her so much. And that was Claire's secret. She liked the pain. On a Friday evening, Liam and Claire readied ...

... themselves to go out for dinner. She stood looking into her mirror, fluffing her dress, assuring her hair was just right. Liam stood in his study, adjusting his shirt's collar, downing a glass of brandy. He walked to the base of the stairway, shouting to Claire above to see if she was ready. She quickly rushed down the stairway to her husband. He took her by the hand and out the door they went. Liam had always taken his wife to his favorite place. A wonderful romantic restuarant where guests dined upon the rooftop, gazing out to the city's night life, dining by candlelight. Claire loved and hated it at the same time. The restauraunt was member's only, and she disliked the reasons behind the romanctic wine and dine. Liam held his glass of wine, his arm leaning over the edge's fence as he scouted the restaurant. His eyes scanned across the room in search of a potential. Claire's eyes revealed sadness as she noticed his search had begun. Liam's face suddenly lit up and he developed a faint smirk. Claire turned her head to find his target. Towards the back left corner, sat a short, blonde, young lady. She looked appeared quite young. Looked to be only eighteen. She wore a fitted white dress with floral print that hugged her curves well. Claire observed the young lady as she enjoyed her a crepe while scanning over her laptop's screen. Liam stood, pushed in his chair and walked in her direction. Claire sighed. She placed an elbow onto the table, resting her head onto her hand and ...