Ann walked quickly down the hall towards the ladies room. "Wait Ann, wait," William's voice echoed in her head. Things were moving much too fast for her. She was a mother and a wife and she wasn't sure what was going on inside her. She could hear William's voice but it seemed to fade into a faint echo. The effects of the alcohol and pot were taking its toll on the young housewife. She stopped and leaned against the wall, sliding down and sitting on the floor. Dizziness overcame her and then all of a sudden Ann's whole world seemed to go black. She was faintly aware of voices around her, but it was if she had no control of any bodily functions. Her eyes were open but she could only see blurred images of people standing around her. No words would come out of her mouth as she attempted to talk and find out what was going on. Then she lost consciousness.
Ann opened her eyes and tried to focus. The room around her seemed familiar but it took her a minute to fully be aware of her surroundings. She was at home, in her bedroom. "Oh shit," she groaned as she felt the pain in her head. "Oh god girl, what have you done" she moaned looking to her side to make sure that she hadn't done something really stupid. She was alone. "Thank God!" Maybe it hadn't happened at all. Maybe it had all been a dream and the Ann she had always been was lying there in the bed. Maybe she had just been sitting at home drinking wine and the alcohol had fucked her brain up. She slowly tried to move but the pain in her body was not imagined. It wouldn't be the first time she had awaken with a throbbing head after an evening of sipping wine.
The pain was intense as she felt the effects of a monster hangover. "Stupid shit," she said to herself as she struggled to turn over in her bed. Her mouth felt like she had something dead in it so she slowly made her way to a standing position. The bathroom was attached to the master bedroom of her big house so she slowly walked toward it. Her head was pounding so fucking hard and she took very soft, small steps so as not to make her head any worse. Everything in her body hurt this morning. Even her pussy was sore! The door squeaked as she pushed it open. It was amazing how many noises that a house can make when you have a hangover. Ann turned the handle and leaned against the sink watching the flow and listening to the hiss of the water as it came out of the faucets. Applying paste and inserting the toothbrush into her mouth, she brushed until her teeth felt clean. Feeling a little better, she made her way to the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee.
She sat down while the coffee was brewing, putting her head in her hands. She thought of the events of the past week. God how exciting they had been, but she was feeling guilty. She had a good husband and a beautiful son. Why did she feel the need to do these things? Was it boredom or was it some kind of primal sexual urge that she couldn't control? "Who the fuck knows," she said to herself. Whatever it was, she had to control it. She had to get her life back in order! A note was sitting against the centerpiece on the kitchen table. It was a note from her son's nanny. She knew that she'd had a very rough night and she had taken him out and would be gone all day. "Such a good girl," Ann said, putting the note back on the table. The coffee seemed to be a little slow today so she got up and walked to the front door. She looked around, making sure that none of the neighbors were standing outside and quickly walked the few steps needed to retrieve her morning paper.
She could smell the coffee as she walked into the kitchen. Setting the paper on the table, she poured herself a steaming hot cup of coffee. She sat down and opened the paper. It was the same old shit. Nothing seemed to ever change in this part of Canada. "I'm supposed to be a responsible adult, not act like a teenager with no roots." That's what Ed would tell her if he were here to chew on her pretty blonde ass. Her head told her that she hadn't acted like one last night. Hell, she wasn't even sure what a responsible 29 year old adult did any more! All she knew was that although she loved Ed with all her heart, she needed something different in her life. She looked through the classifieds and came to the employment section. "That's it!" she said. "That's what I need. I'll get a job to fill my time!" She carefully ran her finger down the paper, making mental notes of the "juicy" jobs. One job stood out. It read "Wanted: EXECUTIVE ASSISTANT: Part time, flexible hours." That sounded like just the kind of job that she needed.
Ann dialed Ed's cell number and waited excitedly, wanting to tell him of her new decision. She waited patiently as the phone rang. Soon his voice message came through the receiver.
"Hello. This is Ed. Sorry I can't come to the phone right now. Please leave a message and I will get back to you."
"Hello Ed, this is Annie. I just wanted to tell you something. I'll talk to you later lover. Bye."
Hurriedly, she scribbled a note to the nanny telling her that she would be out for a while. Setting the pad on the table, she went upstairs and got into the shower. The hot water felt good on her skin. She quickly lathered her body and then rinsing good, stepped out of the water. Annie looked at her naked body in the full-length mirror as she worked on her hair. Her breasts seemed to be swelled a little more today than normal. Maybe it was the hormones that were running through her young body. In fact, her entire body seemed to reek of a sexual aura that she was even aware of.
The right thing to wear today would be very important. Looking through her closet, she picked out a short navy skirt and jacket, a sheer white silk blouse and to top it off, a pair of blue nylons with a seam up the back and a matching pair of navy blue garters. Her pair of red patent leather "fuck me" high heels that laced up the ankles was the next selection. These shoes made her feel so sexy and it always seemed to make the men sit up and take notice. . She carefully slipped the stockings up her legs one at a time, enjoying the smoothness of the silky material. She loved the way that the nylons felt on her legs and for some strange reason she could never understand, it drove Ed wild when she wore a garter. "Very nice," she said out loud. She picked up a pair of white nylon panties that were so thin that the little bit of pubic hair she had could be seen through them. She put them on and then slipping her garter around her waist, clipped the nylons to it. "Go get 'em Annie!"
Annie sat on the edge of the bed and put her foot into her shoes. She put the straps around her ankles and adjusted them for comfort. "Yes Annie," she said as she moved her hands up the sides of her stocking clad legs. Her body trembled slightly as she moved her fingers up and touched the skin above the top of her hose. "Very nice indeed!" Ann picked up her blouse and put it on, choosing not to put a bra on. Her decision was based more on comfort than sexiness. Her suit jacket would be warm enough and she just didn't want to be uncomfortable.
Next she stood up and picked up her navy skirt that she had selected. The length went just a few inches above the knee but it was slit up both sides and it showed a lot of leg. If fact, if she moved just right, it showed the top of her stockings. Pulling it up her ample hips she tucked her blouse into it and adjusted it so that it lay against her curves very nicely. Buckling her black belt she turned a few times and looked at herself in the mirror. Very business like, she thought to herself as she patted her flat tummy. Sexy but business like.
Ann walked down the stairs and into the living area. She looked at all the things that Ed and she had accumulated over the few short years that they had been married. Most women would be thrilled to be living like this. Ann was happy with Ed but she had to search out new horizons. Ann picked up her purse and walked toward the door. She paused for a moment, making sure that everything was in order. It looked ok so she reached for the door handle and turned it, readying her exit.
Ann suddenly stopped. She noticed a car in the driveway that she didn't recognize. The door opened and a man got out. He was a tall handsome man and for the life of her she couldn't figure out who it was. Ann cautiously walked up to him.
"Hello ma'am," he said to her tipping his hat.
"Hello. Can I help you?"
"You obviously don't remember me," he said smiling at her. "The name's Brad."
"Oh my…" Ann trailed off. Oh god, she DID remember this man. He was the limo driver that took her to the club. "What can I do for you Brad?"
"You left this in the limo," the handsome young man said. He walked to the back door and opening it, pulled out Ann's shawl. "I thought you might need this."
Ann face turned a little red from embarrassment. "Thank you Brad," she said reaching into her purse. Pulling a 20-dollar bill out she handed it toward the man. The man shook his head no and shut the door. "It's quite alright ma'am. The show I got from the back seat last night was payment enough." Ann blushed a deep shade of red as the man got behind the wheel of the car. He tipped his hat to Ann once more and put the car into reverse and backed out of the drive. Ann's hormones stirred a little as she remembered the evening before when Donna had pushed her hand up her skirt and kissed her. God how she loved the feel of her friend's hand as it explored between her legs and her lips and tongue moved along her neck.
No time to think of those things at this moment, Ann thought to herself as she opened her car door. She got inside and inserted her key into the ignition and it roared to life. She sat there letting it warm up for a minute and put it in reverse. She looked out the rear view mirror and slowly started to back out of the drive when she heard a horn honk. She pushed on the brake and turned to see who it was. "Oh my God!" Ann said as she recognized the car. It was Ed!
Ed jumped out of his car and she turned the ignition off. Opening the car door she rushed out and put her arms around his neck. "I've missed you so much Ed," she said as she kissed him on the cheek. Ed did not kiss her back like he usually did. In fact he looked like something was bothering him. "What's wrong Ed?"
"Who the fuck was that Annie?" he asked with a fire in his eyes that she hadn't seen since they were going out.
"Just someone returning something Ed."
"And just what was he returning Annie?" he asked in a firm voice.
"I went out with a friend last night and he was returning the shawl I left in Donna's car Ed!" she said in an equally firm voice.
Ed had been married long enough to know that Ann was telling the truth. He smiled at her, telling her that everything was ok. He embraced his wife and kissed her on the lips. "I've missed you Ann," he said between kisses.
