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Stuck Under the Bed Chapter 11
"It's nothing, honey. The thought just occurred to me while I was watching a TV show this afternoon," I said as the corners of my eyes moistened slightly. I could sacrifice the profits of Carl's company to save our marriage. Alternatively, I could tell Carl the truth, though we would probably go our separate ways afterward. I had never been in such a dilemma before!…Time flew by—24 hours, then 12, then eight. Then, it was down to the final hour. As the appointed time approached, I finally had an answer. I sent the old man a message. "Let's meet offline. I'll give you a USB drive with the documents in it."He agreed to my request and replied, "Don't try any tricks. If you do, you'll be punished!"I felt so disgusted that I wanted to throw up. A cold expression flashed across my face. I would make sure the old man understood he couldn't mess around with women!I fingered the ring knife around my finger. It had been dipped in a specially concocted solution, and it would t
Stuck Under the Bed Chapter 10
Stan knew that I was still shaken up, so he considerately suggested that he could carry me home on his back. However, I didn't dare to accept.I already felt desire for his strong, burly body. If I were to be tempted, I would be playing with fire. One misstep could land me in deep trouble. I couldn't do that!…When I finally got home, I slumped down on the floor. I couldn't help sobbing quietly. I had come so close to being violated by that old monster tonight. I still felt shaken as I looked at Carl, who was still sound asleep, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead and murmured, "I'm sorry, honey. It was my fault for not resisting my urges that day and for letting someone have a hold over me. However, I'll never betray you."I meant what I said. The next morning, I went to visit the building's security guards with the photos that Stan had taken. I asked them about it, but they said firmly that no one like that lived in the neighborhood!
Stuck Under the Bed Chapter 9
"Now, let me show you what it really feels like to be a woman. Your husband is a useless loser, anyway. I may be old, but I'm far better than your husband, and I'm much more experienced."Before he even finished speaking, he came up to me clumsily and reached out to slap my butt. The tingling feeling made me shrink back. He laughed even more joyfully. The smell of his sweat tormented me, along with an indescribable sense of shame and debasement.I didn't know why, but I was actually responding slightly to the monster standing in front of me. Then, he tore off my trench coat, leaving me in nothing but my bikini.Was I going to be violated by that monster? I might as well die!At the most crucial moment, Stan suddenly popped out from among the bushes. When the old man saw Stan and how strong he was, he fled at once. He seemed very familiar with the surroundings, and he disappeared into the night very quickly. I finally felt reassured."Stan, what are you doing here?" I asked
Stuck Under the Bed Chapter 8
It had been a long time since I'd worn a bikini. The three flimsy pieces of material were barely enough to cover the important areas of my body. I deemed it sufficient.I had a gorgeous figure, with curves in all the right places, and my slender, pale waist was on display. My long legs were my secret weapon. Even though it was nighttime, my skin still glowed. I pulled on a trench coat over my bikini so I wouldn't cause any misunderstandings on the way there.Even though it was late at night, many young people were out on the streets. I didn't dare to respond to their greedy, desire-filled gazes. If they found out that I was wearing a bikini inside, that would be so embarrassing. The woods in Eastburg were right ahead of me. I moved forward, trembling. The number of people around me decreased until finally, there was no one. "Keep going!"Another command arrived via text. It was clear that the person involved was hiding somewhere, watching me in secret. I felt tormented a
Stuck Under the Bed Chapter 7
My chest heaved with anger, and I could barely catch my breath. It was evident that the suspect wanted to sleep with me. How could he possibly assume that things would be so simple? Why should I be humiliated by him for no reason?The police popped up in my mind. I could just call the police. The video wasn't that naughty, so I didn't have to be too afraid. However, the person on the other end seemed to have me right in the palm of his hand. "Don't even think about calling the cops. I know Carl too well, and he's a very petty man. If he finds out that you've been getting up to things with a deliveryman, he will definitely divorce you!"I felt as if my body had been plunged into ice. The person was well-informed about our family and could even be a friend of ours. When I thought it over, I realized it was possible. There were always several men staring at us whenever Carl and I went for a stroll in the neighborhood. Many of them were men that we knew, and they didn't take any pa
Stuck Under the Bed Chapter 6
Stan came over in only his boxers and nothing else. He seemed to know all too well that Carl wasn't at home during the day. I turned on the video and tossed it down in front of him. I looked menacing as I demanded, "What do you mean by this, Stan?"He froze on the spot, looking thunderstruck. "Who secretly took this video?"You don't suspect me, do you? I would never do something like that. I have professional morals and integrity. I've been with so many women, and my two principles are never to force them to do anything and never to film them in secret—"Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly covered his mouth, as if he'd let something slip.I almost laughed out of sheer anger. It seemed that Stan was a repeat offender. How many young wives did he have his way with while making deliveries?However, he didn't seem to be lying. Besides, Stan had pointed out that a window frame was visible in the video. "This video was obviously taken in secret from outside the window. It mu
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