The Perfect Marriage (Chemmy & Lady Annabelle)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Lady Annabelle on 09-11-2008, 00:50:00</h2>
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				Title: <strong>The Perfect Marriage (Chemmy &amp; Lady Annabelle)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>09-11-2008, 00:50:00</strong>
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				As the coffee began to finish, Amy Haskell began to smile as she poured a cup into her traveling mug.&nbsp; Looking at the clock, she realized that she would be late for work, so she had to hurry up her pace.&nbsp; Running around the large kitchen, she found her briefcase and put away all the papers she was working on last night.&nbsp; With a proud grin on her face, today was going to be the day.&nbsp; Today was when they would finally close on the Cook Project.<br><br>Amy worked at a large firm downtown with a very bright future.&nbsp; She spent long hours at the office and would usually spend most of her time at home working on her projects.&nbsp; Everyday, she would work extra hard to get farther ahead in her job.&nbsp; She could not be more proud of how her career has been taking off as of late.&nbsp; However, her promising career had taken its toll on her life.<br><br>A few years ago, Amy finally married her high school sweetheart.&nbsp; Amy had known Mark practically their entire lives.&nbsp; Growing up in the same small town, going to High School and then college together meant that they were always together.&nbsp; Mark was Amy's first and the only love she had ever known.&nbsp; It was such a perfect foundation for her life and was everything she ever hoped for.<br><br>Unfortunately, that solid foundation began to crack.&nbsp; They both had very demanding careers and hardly ever saw one another.&nbsp; She hoped that buying this house outside the city would alleviate some of the tension and bring them closer together.&nbsp; However, the large and empty house seemed to drive a wedge between the two of them.&nbsp; The silence and desperation permeated every inch of their home.&nbsp; In fact, Amy had been spending more time at the office just to avoid coming home because the atmosphere was so thick.<br><br>Today, Amy was dressed in her normal work attire.&nbsp; A nice black pantsuit with a heavy jacket and small heels was her uniform every day.&nbsp; Her long and curly red hair was pulled back into a simple ponytail that dripped over her shoulders.&nbsp; Her porcelain skin was mixed with her soft freckles that seemed to go with her very soft green eyes.&nbsp; Amy wasn't the tallest or thinnest girl in the world as the stress and bad eating had manipulated her body in a new way.&nbsp; She had womanly curves with a large bosom and a very full bum.&nbsp; However, most of her clothing was beginning to feel snug as the constant eating of fast food had given her a new belly.&nbsp; However, her appearance never bothered her.&nbsp; She wore little makeup and her hair was so thick and just pushed away as an afterthought.<br><br>As she looked to the clock one more time, she heard the distinctive sound of her husband coming down the stairs.&nbsp; Grabbing her keys, coffee and briefcase, she began to leave for the door.&nbsp; Before leaving the kitchen, she stopped as she remembered what she needed to talk to him about.<br><br>"Mark?"<br><br>With her voice as plain and simple as it ever was, Amy began to wait for her husband.&nbsp; With the project being closed and it being a Friday, her firm would likely invite her out in celebration.&nbsp; A nice big meal, getting some drinks and watching the game at a sports bar near their office.&nbsp; Once again, she had to inform her husband that she would not be coming home and he would have to find dinner for himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Marriage (Chemmy &amp; Lady Annabelle)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chemmy</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 10:46:13</strong>
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				Mark moved the razor across his face, giving a pull along the the side of his face to get a smooth cut.&nbsp; As he leaned back from the mirror he gave himself a look over.&nbsp; Not bad for a man of middle age he thought.&nbsp; He was happy his hair hadn't started to turn gray yet at the very least, his hair still short and brown as it had been for years now.&nbsp; He glanced down at his body made soft by the years although the occasional exercise helped to slow the wrath of time on his body.<br><br>Smelling the coffee pot he glanced at his watch and with a sigh he knew it was time for another day of work.&nbsp; At leas the week was coming to an end and he could spend the weekend watching whatever sports he could find on tv and just relaxing, anything was better than working all day and coming home to an empty house like normal.&nbsp; Nothing more depressing than rushing home to be alone.<br><br>He made his way over to their walk in closet and pulled his shirt on, buttoning it down and then tucking it in his pants, he checked himself in the mirror again to make sure everything lined up and with a nod made his way out of the room and heading downstairs.&nbsp; The stairs gave notice of his approach and he heard his wife from downstairs calling up.&nbsp; 'Probably another late night again' he thought wondering what she wanted before giving her a reply.&nbsp; "Yes dear?" he called out, voice echoing against the stair way as he came in to sight.<br><br>There he saw his wife, every morning was the same thing, her in a dumpy looking business suit that seemed to strain to hold in her ever expanding waist.&nbsp; He'd never say that to her but he certainly thought it enough.&nbsp; He flashed his smile at her "What can I do for you honey?" he asked stepping down to the floor.&nbsp; His office was closer than hers so he wasn't in as much of a need to hurry out the door as she clearly was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Marriage (Chemmy &amp; Lady Annabelle)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 22:06:31</strong>
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				Topping off the rest of her coffee, Amy poured the warming liquid.&nbsp; She tighten the traveling mug as she prepared for the rest of the day.&nbsp; Hearing the sound of his voice, she saw the figure of her husband coming down the stairs.&nbsp; Even after all these years, he was still handsome in her eyes.&nbsp; He had such a striking figure and was much taller than her.&nbsp; He had the deepest eyes she had ever seen as she remembered nights when she would get lost in them.&nbsp; It hurt her that she would have to disappoint him once again, but she had no choice.<br><br>"I'm not going to be home for dinner tonight.&nbsp; I think there is a frozen pizza in the freezer, but I will be home late tonight.&nbsp; Work is just crazy.&nbsp; Anyway, I need to get going."<br><br>That was it.&nbsp; Not even a kiss or even a sign of affection.&nbsp; That was all Amy would see and talk to her own husband.&nbsp; When she finally returned home, he would probably be asleep on the chair and she would sneak in and sleep in the bed alone.&nbsp; Quickly grabbing her keys along with her briefcase, she left him alone as she went outside and started up her large SUV.&nbsp; Taking a moment, she looked back at her house and the painful memories that it was causing.&nbsp; She knew that this wouldn't last forever as she just couldn't take it, but there was no end to it.&nbsp; They stuck in this spiral of depression.&nbsp; Starting up the SUV, she pulled out and drove away to work.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Marriage (Chemmy &amp; Lady Annabelle)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chemmy</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 04:35:58</strong>
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				"What a surprise" he said softly under his breath unsure if she could even hear him.&nbsp; Mark only nodded in confirmation and made his way past her as she turned for the door.&nbsp; 'Frozen pizza' he thought to himself, 'just fucking great'.&nbsp; He walked in the kitchen and took down a mug from the cabinet, deciding to pour himself a cup of coffee.&nbsp; Taking a sip he let out a sigh, content in the usual quiet he heard in the house.<br><br>This was his life now it seemed, spending his time alone in a big empty house with empty rooms for kids they'd never have.&nbsp; He still loved his wife, deeply, and just as much as they day they were married, it made this all the more tolerable but still he wasn't happy and he hadn't been in some years now.<br><br>Shaking his head he got ready to leave, checking down to see he still had a bit of coffee left.&nbsp; He finished it off and made his way for the door, grabbing his keys on the way out the door.&nbsp; Making his way to his car he took a pause with his hand on the door, such a lovely morning he thought to himself.&nbsp; At least the day would be nice.&nbsp; Getting inside his car he started the engine off and backed the car out of the drive way, heading for his office.<br><br>At least there he'd get some attention.&nbsp; He'd been flirting a bit with his secretary, nothing serious he thought but it gave him some kind of a thrill in his day to day life.&nbsp; It was nice to feel wanted for a change in his life, even if it wasn't real.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Perfect Marriage (Chemmy &amp; Lady Annabelle)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Annabelle</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 16:28:45</strong>
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				Work was indeed very hectic.&nbsp; Amy was on her feet all day as she desperately tried to finish the Cook project.&nbsp; Most of the day, she spent in the small office of her boss.&nbsp; It was obvious that her boss liked her as he would always give her the best projects and most attention.&nbsp; They would always work closely together and it was usually just the two of them.&nbsp; She couldn't help his flirting, but a part of her was beginning to enjoy them.&nbsp; Finally, the project was finished and the office went out to celebrate at a bar nearby.&nbsp; Amy was last to leave the office and walked alone to the bar.<br><br>As she was walking the hectic streets of the busy downtown area, she spotted an unusual sight.&nbsp; There in one of the manmade city parks was a happy couple.&nbsp; They couldn't have been much older than Amy, but she noticed they were very different from her.&nbsp; They were happy.&nbsp; The husband and wife sat on a bench as they cuddled together.&nbsp; She noticed how close they were and the distinctive bump in her stomach as he would bend down and kiss her stomach.&nbsp; Amy paused and looked down at her hand.&nbsp; There, shining in the light was her engagement and wedding rings.&nbsp; Why couldn't she have that?<br><br>At the bar, the men cheered loudly for the game as Amy was unusually quiet.&nbsp; Standing in the corner, she drank a small water as the image burned in her head.&nbsp; Even though they weren't getting along at the moment, Amy still loved her husband with all her heart.&nbsp; He was all she would ever think about and tonight was no exception.&nbsp; Her boss noticed her depression and decided to make his move.&nbsp; After trying to comfort her for most of the night, he moved his lips close to hers, but Amy quickly pulled away as she looked at him in disbelief.<br><br>"What??&nbsp; It's not like you are married or actually love the guy.&nbsp; You spend more time with me than him...."<br><br>The fact hit the young girl like a punch to the face.&nbsp; Setting her water down, she quickly left the bar.&nbsp; Running to her SUV, she quickly got into the driver side and began to drove home.&nbsp; Looking at the clock, she noticed it was a bit late, but still much earlier than she would usually come home.&nbsp; She just prayed that Mark was still awake.&nbsp; She couldn't deny it anymore.&nbsp; Amy had to fix this and she would do whatever it would take.
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