Unknown Pleasures (FLN826 and Spell)
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				Title: <strong>Unknown Pleasures (FLN826 and Spell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spell</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 02:32:13</strong>
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				It was a rather normal day for David Anderson. He was a typical average man. He made a good amount of money in his office job, and was engaged to his lovely wife. Every day it was pretty much routine. At morning he would get in his four-door car and drive to his job at the office, do what he was hired for, and then drive back home to spend the day with his fiancé. At the age of twenty-four, with a lovely future wife and a nice big house and two cars, it seemed like David was living the typical dream life. David was rather happy with his life, however, there were of course a few things that were not so perfect in the seemingly perfect life.<br><br>Which was mostly in the bedroom. While David and his Fiance did have sex, and plenty of it, it kind of felt like they only had sex just for the sake of having it, and venting out stress built up during the day. It wasn't as pleasurable as it was when they were still dating, he knew it, but he did not know what he could do to improve his sexlife, it seemed a bit odd to go to a sexual therapist and put out his problems out on the open, so he would rather keep that to himself instead of telling the world what went on in his bedroom. David was currently driving back from his work to his house, a random song playing on the radio as he went a little bit over the speed limit, as he wanted to get home fast. Being a little bit hungry, he was glad when he could see the garden of his home slowly approaching the corner of his eye, it had meant that he could spend the rest of the day at home, just relaxing, as it was Friday, he would have the weekend off.<br><br>Parking the car in it's usual spot, he walked outside and locked it, moving to the porch of his home, the grass being kept tidy and the garden looking in rather great shape, as David simply loved to have the nature around his house being maintained properly, they really did not have a lack of money, so they could hire cleaners, and gardeners whenever needed. Walking to the front door, he grabbed his keys, taking a while to find the right one, and opened the door, walking in with a typical. ''Honey, I'm home!''
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unknown Pleasures (FLN826 and Spell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 16:08:11</strong>
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				"Honey, I'm home"<br><br>Shutting off her computer when she heard the familiar words, Cynthia Banks headed out of her home office and headed downstairs to meet David. He called out the same thing to her every day when he returned from work. Since she had gone back to school to finish her degree, and David made enough to support them while she did, taking care of the house had fallen to her, not that she minded in the least.&nbsp; Everything in their life was so structured and normal, there were times she thought they had made the perfect stepford couple. The problem was, she wanted more. More excitement, more spice, just more.<br><br>She never thought about leaving him, she loved him far too much for that, but there were times when she wondered why he couldn't be more for her, give her more of what she wanted and needed. Of course, she'd never told him what she wanted, how could she? He would probably die from the thought of it, leave her thinking her much too perverse to marry. She wouldn't risk it, oh but how she wished she could.<br><br>Just a few months ago she had stumbled upon a website while doing some research for a paper. It had pictures of women tied up in different positions in some interesting outfits. It had stories about the games people liked to play, BDSM and the like. It had certainly piqued her interest and since, she'd been spending whatever free time she had reading about it, chatting to people she'd met online about it, it had become part of her. She shook the thoughts from her mind as she met David downstairs and started putting dinner together.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unknown Pleasures (FLN826 and Spell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spell</strong> on <strong>12-05-2010, 21:09:44</strong>
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				It was true, Cynthia and David seemed like a pretty much normal couple. Their life was structured, wake up work, school, dinner, possible night out, and then get some rest, with a high chance of being paired with some sex. The sex however was far from extraordinary. Not to say that it was bad, but it was just extremely vanilla. There were hardly any fetishes or kinks involved. David did not mind in the least though, he just wanted Cynthia to be happy. And, he figured, if she was not complaining, then that had to mean that she was happy, right? He at least hoped so, he loved Cynthia more then anything, and was quite willing to do anything to make her happy, which he thought she was. But even so, even David had to admit that a little of the spark was missing in their relationship.<br><br>When he and Cynthia met downstairs, he gave her a kiss on the lips, a token of affection. ''I just need to do some things on the computer, call me when dinner is done, okay?'' he said. He hung up his coat, and stretched a little, his stretched a little, office life was actually pretty boring, and he hated to admit it, but David was actually quite proficient in his job. Not that he <em>liked</em> his job, but still, money had to be provided in one way or another. ''How about we catch a movie tonight?'' he asked her, as he went upstairs, towards the computer, he still had an e-mail that he had to send out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unknown Pleasures (FLN826 and Spell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>18-05-2010, 21:44:52</strong>
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				"A movie sounds great, dinner shouldn't take too long so go wash up after you're done on the computer"<br><br>It was times like this that Cynthia wondered what part of her found her new hobby on-line so appealing. She knew that David would never understand, he was so easy going and affable. They hardly ever fought for he always gave in to her desires, though she wondered if that was more to stop a fight rather than because he agreed with her. <br><br>Tonight she had told him she'd have dinner ready when he got home, she had barely started it when he got home as she had gotten too carried away on the computer. How could she tell him that she longed for him to not accept that, take her in hand, show a forceful side that would make her go weak in the knees. <br><br>The thoughts flowed through her mind as she chopped vegetables and started throwing things into a pan. Just thinking about it was enough to have her on edge and the last thing she wanted to do at the moment was go and sit through a movie, but she already resigned herself to doing just that. She glanced at the clock on the stove and wondered what was taking him so long.
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