As I rolled over and lifted one eyelid to see what time it was I nearly jumped out of my bed. "Holy Shit," I said out loud as I jumped up after seeing that my parents were going to be home real soon. I know it was after five in the morning when I got to bed last night but I never thought that I would sleep this late. I flipped my computer on before running across the hallway to take a quick shower.
I returned to my room and threw some ratty clothes on. I sat down in front of my computer and called up the web site that housed my e mail account. I checked my inbox and sure enough I had e mail from my teacher. I clicked on it and read the message.
"You bastard! How can you live with yourself after coming into my home and doing those nasty things to me? How can you have any morals when you continue to hold a little secret over my head and use it for your own sick little twisted game? Where is my wedding ring at? You were supposed to return it last night. Please return my ring or I will forced to tell my husband and call the cops. Lets do this the easy way and meet somewhere so you can give me my ring back. If you agree to that, I assure you that I will not say a word about what we did. Let me know where you would like to meet at."
I sat there staring at the computer screen in disbelief that she still didn't understand that I am the one in charge and that I am the one calling the shots. I pondered my next message in my head for a few moments before I bean to write.
"You bastard??? Oh Mrs. Graph, I am utterly disappointed in you! That is not how I told you to address your Master! I see you are in need of more discipline. You say this is 'my sick little twisted game.' Well Mrs. Graph the way I see it we both played the game. Last night your Master fulfilled every fantasy and dream you ever had. Your Master made you cum harder than you ever thought possible. Your Master caused you to cum more times that you could count. Not your husband! Your Master didn't feel you were ready to receive your wedding ring back just yet. You will receive your ring back when I feel you are disciplined enough to wear it. Also, if you were going to call the cops you would have done so already. You also wouldn't tell your husband because you stand to loose too much. We will meet soon Mrs. Graph. I will let you know when and where." Signed, Master.
I clicked on send and sent the message. I logged off my computer and went down to the kitchen. I didn't realize that my parents were home so I helped them set the table for dinner. It was a dinner like all the rest. Mom and dad discussed their day and I pretended to be listening to them as my mind drifted back to the club I was about to join. On more than one occasion my mom caught me day dreaming and asked me what was on my mind. Like I was going to tell them about a hot sex club. I chuckled to myself inside and finished eating my dinner.
I felt guilty about sleeping in so late so I volunteered to clean up the mess. My mom and dad got up and went into the living room to watch television while I began to clear the table and clean up the mess. While the water filled the sink I again couldn't help but to think about the club. I shut the water tap off as I stood there staring out the window with the club on my mind. As I started to wash and rinse dishes I began to think about Brad's mom. Would she come through in the clutch? Will she drop off the money in the morning? Will she try to catch me? I knew one thing for sure, I needed to go over to Brad's house tonight to keep an eye on her to see if she was acting nervous. I finished washing and drying the evening dishes. I organized everything in the kitchen before popping my head into the living room.
"I'm going to go over to Brad's for a while."
"OK, be careful," my mom responded as I walked through the kitchen towards the entrance door to the garage.
I walked my bike out of the garage and jumped on it. I rode towards Brad's house with images of six thousand dollars on my mind. I pulled up his driveway and laid my bike down in his front yard. I jumped up on the porch and knocked on the door. Moments later Brad answered the door.
We went in and sat in the den watching television. Brad flipped the station to a music video station. I was a little surprised that Brad's mother was not home from work yet. We talked while we watched the array of videos and commercials. As time went by I could vaguely remember what Brad had said as I had his mother and the club on my mind. Brad's dad came and sat with us for a while. We continued to make small talk.
"I wonder where your mother went," Brad's dad said to Brad.
"She didn't tell me about going anywhere tonight," Brad said as he continued to focus on the television.
"I hope she brings some carry out home with her, it's not like her to be this late," Brad's dad said as he glanced up at the clock.
An evil grin crept across my face as I wondered if Brad's mom was trying to get the money. I realized that I was beginning to pop an erection in my pants so I quickly concentrated on the television. Finally we heard a car pull up the driveway. We heard a car door slam and then the unmistakable sound of a door handle turning.
"Sorry I'm late," Stephanie said as she walked past us in her work attire. My eyes quickly scanned every inch of her gorgeous body as she walked towards the hallway that lead to the bedrooms.
"I had to stop at the bank," she said as she turned the corner and disappeared down the hall. I gulped loud enough for the entire world to hear as I coughed from choking.
"Are you all right?" Brad asked.
"Yeah," I said as I coughed a couple more times. I now knew the answer to my question. She had the money!
A few moments later Stephani returned wearing the tightest shorts imaginable and a really short top that left her entire midriff exposed. I was slightly disappointed as I saw the bra straps through her shirt. She went and fixed dinner while we continued to watch videos.
Moments later we heard Stephani call out "Dinner is ready."
Brad's mom poked her head around the corner and asked me if I wanted to eat with them. I agreed as I wanted to study Stephani to see if she was showing any signs of nervousness. We all got up and made our way to the kitchen.
Brad's dad and I sat down while Brad tossed each of us a soda. Brad joined us and I realized that I had the best seat in the house. I sat directly across from Brad's mom. We each filled our plates. Thank god it wasn't a big dinner as I had already ate but I did manage to have room for chicken nuggets and french fries. While we ate I kept a close eye on Brad's mom. She seemed a little nervous at times but nothing out of the ordinary.
"Maybe there is more to her relationship with her secret lover than I know about," I thought to myself. "She does seem pretty comfortable after allegedly withdrawing six grand from the bank. It does seem like it's worth it to her in order to keep her little secret a secret."
After we finished eating Stephani began to take our dishes. As she reached down for my plate I noticed that her hands were quite shaky.