Wicked Lust I (The Tenth Commandment - coveting other mens wives., #5) (eBook, ePUB)
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It was Thursday morning. My husband was at work and the children were at daycare. We are having three workmen remodeling our garage for us, so we decided to keep them away from the dust and noise. They seemed like nice enough men, but you know how men talk when they are hard at work, so I was happy the children weren't around to hear them. I had taken the week off from to stay around the house while they were working here; this is the fourth day of their five-day job and everything seemed to be going fine.They were always respectful to me, stopping what they were doing and smiling or tipping t...
It was Thursday morning. My husband was at work and the children were at daycare. We are having three workmen remodeling our garage for us, so we decided to keep them away from the dust and noise. They seemed like nice enough men, but you know how men talk when they are hard at work, so I was happy the children weren't around to hear them. I had taken the week off from to stay around the house while they were working here; this is the fourth day of their five-day job and everything seemed to be going fine.
They were always respectful to me, stopping what they were doing and smiling or tipping their hats at me whenever I walked by. I was not at all uncomfortable being alone with them all day. I generally stayed out of their way. Never in my wildest dreams did I suspect what they were planning for me.
I was making myself busy around the house when I heard the workmen's boss calling me from down stairs: "Mrs Erickson. Can you come here?"
"Be right with you." I answered as I went to the little study where my computer is kept. The boss of the workmen, Johan Hagan, had come in earlier and asking to use my PC to find a stock list for some parts he needed for the project. So I had just logged on and brought up my Internet browser for him, then I'd left him to find what he wanted.
As I was coming down the stairs I assumed that, like most men who are good with their hands, he was like a fish out of water on the PC and needed my help. So, full of confidence and ready to show-off my talents on the keyboard, I breezed into the study.
Suddenly my confidence and literally my breath were taken from me as I looked at the screen to see what he had displayed. "Well, well, what do we have here?" He said.
I stood there, not blushing but ashen white, the blood had drained from my face and I was too ashamed to even speak.
"Well, Nothing to say for yourself? What about this porn and emails? I bet Mr Erickson doesn't know about these. My, my Mrs Erickson, what have you been up to?"
I tried my best to hide my embarrassment, and to sound indignant: "Really! Mr Hagan, you shouldn't be looking in my private mail account. That's none of your business!"
His eyes narrowed darkly as he said: "Okay then, if you want to be that way about it. I've printed a few of these emails out and I'll make sure your husband gets to know what his slut of a wife has been up to."
"No, no you can't," I pleaded. I was shocked at the way he was speaking to me; he had always been respectful to me over the past three days he and his men had been working on our garage.
He put his calloused hands on my waist and pulled me to him as he spoke ominously in my ear: "Can't? Who says I can't? If I had a wife I'd sure like to know what she does when I'm working. You seem to have a secret life of sexual mischief on the Internet."
"Don't be silly. I've never been unfaithful to Gordon, I would never even dream of it. We love each other... this is just words on the Internet." My heart was beating in my chest; I didn't want my husband to find out about my wicked erotic fantasies - innocent as they were. I wanted Gordon to continue to think of me as a perfect wife and mother.
"So he won't mind then, will he?" Mr Hagan's tone frightened me. "If I tell him what you've been doing and show him these porn stories and your correspondence with the author?" My façade broke down at that point.
"No, please don't tell him. Gordon just would never understand. It's all completely innocent, can we just keep this between ourselves? I'm very embarrassed." I prayed my pleas would work.
He moved me closer to him and his hand moved around to my hip as he looked into my eyes. He was alternately soothing and threatening. "If I keep quiet, what will you do for me?"
"What do you mean?" I asked, I didn't like where this was going. His next words took my breath away:
"You know what I mean. Will you fuck?"
They were always respectful to me, stopping what they were doing and smiling or tipping their hats at me whenever I walked by. I was not at all uncomfortable being alone with them all day. I generally stayed out of their way. Never in my wildest dreams did I suspect what they were planning for me.
I was making myself busy around the house when I heard the workmen's boss calling me from down stairs: "Mrs Erickson. Can you come here?"
"Be right with you." I answered as I went to the little study where my computer is kept. The boss of the workmen, Johan Hagan, had come in earlier and asking to use my PC to find a stock list for some parts he needed for the project. So I had just logged on and brought up my Internet browser for him, then I'd left him to find what he wanted.
As I was coming down the stairs I assumed that, like most men who are good with their hands, he was like a fish out of water on the PC and needed my help. So, full of confidence and ready to show-off my talents on the keyboard, I breezed into the study.
Suddenly my confidence and literally my breath were taken from me as I looked at the screen to see what he had displayed. "Well, well, what do we have here?" He said.
I stood there, not blushing but ashen white, the blood had drained from my face and I was too ashamed to even speak.
"Well, Nothing to say for yourself? What about this porn and emails? I bet Mr Erickson doesn't know about these. My, my Mrs Erickson, what have you been up to?"
I tried my best to hide my embarrassment, and to sound indignant: "Really! Mr Hagan, you shouldn't be looking in my private mail account. That's none of your business!"
His eyes narrowed darkly as he said: "Okay then, if you want to be that way about it. I've printed a few of these emails out and I'll make sure your husband gets to know what his slut of a wife has been up to."
"No, no you can't," I pleaded. I was shocked at the way he was speaking to me; he had always been respectful to me over the past three days he and his men had been working on our garage.
He put his calloused hands on my waist and pulled me to him as he spoke ominously in my ear: "Can't? Who says I can't? If I had a wife I'd sure like to know what she does when I'm working. You seem to have a secret life of sexual mischief on the Internet."
"Don't be silly. I've never been unfaithful to Gordon, I would never even dream of it. We love each other... this is just words on the Internet." My heart was beating in my chest; I didn't want my husband to find out about my wicked erotic fantasies - innocent as they were. I wanted Gordon to continue to think of me as a perfect wife and mother.
"So he won't mind then, will he?" Mr Hagan's tone frightened me. "If I tell him what you've been doing and show him these porn stories and your correspondence with the author?" My façade broke down at that point.
"No, please don't tell him. Gordon just would never understand. It's all completely innocent, can we just keep this between ourselves? I'm very embarrassed." I prayed my pleas would work.
He moved me closer to him and his hand moved around to my hip as he looked into my eyes. He was alternately soothing and threatening. "If I keep quiet, what will you do for me?"
"What do you mean?" I asked, I didn't like where this was going. His next words took my breath away:
"You know what I mean. Will you fuck?"
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