I wrote this story inspired by "Tale of a Bored Housewife" a story found in a number of BDSM and sex stories sites. It starts at the point where the previous story ends and describes one more day in the life of Joan. I hope someone will be inspired reading it. I certainly enjoyed it.
I had a very bad Sunday; I got up, had a hot shower and tried to straighten out the events of yesterday in my mind. It was surely getting pretty rough, but I wasnt sure at all what to do as I couldnt figure out how Tom will react if he was to find out about the photos that Gloria and Dave kept at home. Without being able to clear my mind, all day I was trying to pretend that everything was fine. On the other hand Tom seemed very cheerful. He even repaired the fence that was broken in a couple of places, which I had been asking him to do for over six months now.
Sunday night I couldnt fall into sleep. When I finally did, I had a very disturbed one. I dreamed of myself being a slave to Mona and Tom while Gloria was humiliating me over and over again with every possible way. I wake up spent. I looked at the wall clock; it was 9:30. Good Lord. Weekdays, I always get up at 8 to prepare breakfast for Tom and the kids, but it seems that the day before had been exhausting to me. As I turned and placed my feet on the floor I saw a paper on my dresser. I picked it up. It said: "Honey I have a late meeting. It might take a while. Kisses, Tom". That was really strange as Tom never stayed late at work. He always managed to arrange things so that to be back home on time for the evening supper. Of course once or twice a year it would happen, but he usually would mention it at least a week before. This time he hadnt mentioned anything.
Not being certain on what to think, I started going over the daily routine of putting up the house and preparing the meal. At some time I realized that it was already 12:45. I just remembered that Gloria had instructed me to bring her the family photos that we... อ่านทั้งเรื่อง
