The silence in her in-laws’ sprawling suburban home was a heavy, oppressive thing. Lois was two days into a week of house-sitting, and the novelty of unlimited cable and a fully stocked fridge had worn off. She’d cleaned everything that wasn’t nailed down, rearranged the pantry by food group, and was now simply… bored. It was during a restless prowl through the master bedroom, under the guise of checking for dust on the high shelves of the walk-in closet, that she found it. Not a box, exactly, but a handsome leather trunk tucked away behind a row of Mark’s severe-looking suits. The lock was flimsy, more for show than security, and it gave way with a simple click.Her breath caught. Good lord.Neatly arranged on a bed of black velvet lay a collection of items she had never, not in a million years, associated with Barbara and Mark. Silken ropes, a black leather blindfold, several vibrators of varying size and apparent intensity, a gleaming silver butt plug, a soft-looking feather tickle
Last Updated : 2026-04-07 Read more