My Wife, My Mistress: Book 1 (Domestic Femdom) by Ash Adler

Author:Ash Adler [Adler, Ash]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-06-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four: House Party

I turned on my blinker and pulled off of the highway and onto my exit. I stretched my back out as the anticipation of making it home washed over me. It hadn’t been a particularly stressful or long week, but it was friday, and I was more than ready for the weekend. I had wrapped up my work before leaving the office, putting it in a state where if something wasn’t done then at least it could wait for Monday, and put it out of my mind. It was important to compartmentalize: there was still more to do, but nothing that couldn’t wait until next week.

As I turned onto my street I started to plan out my evening. There was a new series coming out on... one of the dozen or so streaming apps we had, I wasn’t really sure which. Maybe Anya and I could cuddle up on the couch and watch it together, possibly fool around a little later on in the night? But as I approached our house, those plans faded away in my mind. Our driveway came into view, and I noticed that it already had a few cars in it. There weren’t a lot- four in total- but our driveway wasn’t huge to begin with, and having that many cars in it made it feel crowded, even if it wasn’t actually a lot of people. I ran through the calendar in my mind, trying to remember if we had plans that night. Nothing jumped to mind... what was going on here?

I parked the car on the side of the lawn, so as not to block anyone in, and entered my house. “Hello?” I called out, not sure where everyone was.

“In here!” I heard Anya answer me from the living room. I followed the sound of my voice, and realized that any plans I might have had for the night had just gone out the window. Sitting on the couch and chairs were Anya and three of her friends. Bailey was the first one I recognized, and I blushed as she looked up at me with a knowing smile. This was the first time I had seen her since she and Anya had handcuffed and spanked me a few weeks back, and just seeing her face evoked a Pavlovian response in me: I twitched, practically feeling the sensation of the whip on my backside again. She seemed to notice my discomfort and gave a wink that just screamed Remember all the fun we had?

“H-hey guys,” I said, my whole body going tense just from seeing her. “Wh-what’s going on?”

“Just a little get together.” This came from another girl sitting, lounged out on the massage chair who I recognized as Krystal from her distinctive mix of blonde and brown hair. ‘Bronde,’ I think. She had been another friend of Anya’s and Bailey’s in college, and from the stories I had heard the introvert of their little friend circle. Though ‘introvert’ in this case was

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