This is a story about a couple and the wife's sister have some playful BDSM fun, there's no contempt or betrayal in it, so if that's what you're looking for, it's not the story you want. This is FANTASY, real life isn't and shouldn't be like this, so that said, enjoy!
Late July 2006
CHAPTER ONE: Shopping Trip...
"Ready to go, Sis?" Katie Samms called out, as she finished her list.
"Sure," the voice of her older sister Joan Martin replied, coming down the steps as she did. "I was just making sure I had turned off the hair curler. I wouldn't want to burn down the house!"
"Had you?" Katie asked as the two women headed for the door of the Martin house. "Left the curler on, I mean?"
"No, but I'm always a little paranoid about it," Joan said, brushing her long blonde air down against the flow of the wind as they went outside. "I always have been."
"Me too," Katie confessed, as they headed out to the blue minivan that was Katie's usual form of transportation. "I'm glad to hear I'm not the only one who freaks out about stuff like that!"
It was July, and the heat of high summer was oppressive even though it was only nine in the morning. The minivan had been sitting in the driveway for two hours, since Katie had come over to have breakfast with her older sister before the two went on their shopping spree, and the clear morning Sun had raised the interior to a low broil by the time Joan and Katie got inside.
"Gyah! It's like an oven!" Joan exclaimed.
Katie started the engine and cranked up the air conditioning as high as it would go, in moments a blessed flow of cool air emerged from the vents.
"Give it a minute and we'll be fine," Katie promised, wiping at the faint sweat that had already emerged on her face, "I just had this thing serviced, there's plenty of freon in the air conditioner now!"
"Thank Heaven for that!" Joan said with feeling. "It's been so hot lately that I feel like I'm half-broiled by the end of each day!"
Katie put the minivan in gear and started them down the road, the mall would be opening up in an hour and both women wanted to make the sales at the start. They'd been planning this Saturday shopping trip for over a week, ever since they'd been sure they'd both be free for the weekend.
"Heard anything from Brea?" Joan asked after a moment.
"She's having fun, or so she says in her last email," Katie said with a sigh. "I'm glad, but..."
"But?" Joan asked her little sister. "Why do you sound sad about it?"
"Would you think less of me, Joanie, if I told you it kind of bothers me that she's having so much fun without me? I mean I'm glad she's enjoying spending time with her friends, and I know Mr. and Mrs. Avery will take good care of her on the trip...but...I don't know, it's just..."
Katie fell silent, blushing a little, but unable to finish the thought aloud.
"It's just that it's kind of hard to know your baby is having so much fun without you?" Joan asked gently, as Katie steered them through mid-town traffic.
Katie glanced at Joan for a moment while they waited at a red light, then she sighed and said, as they started into motion again, "Yes, that's
exactly
it, Joanie! It's embarrassing, though, it seems so childish, I mean my daughter is a teenager, I shouldn't feel like that!"
"You're only human, Sprite," Joan advised her younger sister. "And I've been
exactly
where you're at, three times over. Trust me, it's a very common reaction."
"Really? You went through this too?" Katie said, sounding surprised.
"Sure," Joan replied. "The first time Channa stayed all night with a friend, when she was eight years old, I was a nervous wreck all day worrying about her, I was afraid she'd get scared or want to come home or get in a fight with the other girls or something. I dropped her off hoping it would all go well, and then the next day when she told me how much fun she'd had, all on her own without me, I felt like crying because it reminded me that my baby was growing up and away, even if it was just a little bit. Caught me completely by surprise, I mean I was glad she'd had fun, glad she had friends, but she was
my
baby and she'd had fun without me and I felt like I was losing something."
"But you got over it?" Katie said.
"Pretty much," Joan replied with a grin, "though I get twinges of it now and again even now, like when Channa graduated from university and went out celebrating with her friends, I felt it a little, but you come to terms with it. It's all part of our kids growing up."
Katie sighed. "I suppose it was easier with Lisa and Brad?"
Joan smirked and said, "Not a bit of it. With Lisa it was the first time she went away on a band trip, with Brad it was when he started wanting to hang out with the guys instead of his poor mommy, I had to go through it all over again each time. But like I said, you come to terms with it. It's just part of the gig."
Joan fell silent for a moment, then added, "Of course, you might be getting it a little worse since you're a single mother. You and Brea have been so close for so long that it probably makes it a little harder to see her moving further away."
"It's driving me nuts," Katie admitted after a moment. "Not just the vacation with the Avery's, but this whole 'growing up' thing, part of me wants to scream 'stop' and keep my baby a baby. Though another part of me laughs at myself and reminds me that my 'baby' is already sixteen, and I'm being silly. But I hate the idea that she doesn't need me anymore, or won't for much longer, anyway."
"Trust me, Brea will always need you, Sprite," Joan assured her younger sister. "Maybe not as constantly, not quite as intensely, but Brea will always need her mommy."
"I hope so," Katie said, slightly forlornly. Then she smiled and said, "Anyway, here we are, let's get this show on the road, Joanie!"
"Right, we don't want to miss the early bird sales!"
Somewhere else...
A man lay on a bed, face-down, a number of thoughts going through his mind as he did.
What time was it?
James wondered for what he was sure was the one thousandth time. Surely it
had
to have been at least a few hours??!
He sighed. At least the bed was fairly comfortable, even if the air conditioning had the room a tad chilly. Idly he wished he was not naked...but then again, the chilly air on his bare body was both uncomfortable and at the same time strangely pleasant and exciting.
Once again he wondered what time it was.
Katie and Joan...
"So," Katie asked her older sister, "as the two of them walked out of the mall food court, slices of pizza i hand, "how are you getting along with Mistress Kate?"
Katie spoke softly, but not whispering, in the noise of the crowd and the music from the mall sound system, there was little danger of being overheard.
In spite of that, however, Joan blushed slightly. She glanced at her younger sister, who smiled impishly at her, and sighed.
"She's a scary, unnerving bitch. Just look at what happened this morning!"
Katie laughed aloud at what her older sister was referring to.
"But...I have to admit," Joan added softly, smiling, "that Mistress Kate has certainly made this summer more...
interesting
...than I thought it would be! I can't believe I've been enjoying being bossed around so much, but I have! It's actually fun being ordered around by our 'mutual friend'."
