Where the path leades (Jester & FLN826)
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				Title: <strong>Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 17:41:26</strong>
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				It had been a long day, actually Danielle would have said it had been a long year, but today seemed especially trying. She sat at the large oak desk in her office when she glanced down at the clock, it was well after eight in the evening but as tired as she was, she couldn't muster up the energy to go home. Thoughtfully she glanced down at the picture on her desk of her wedding day, things hadn't always been so strained, she remembered when they were happy, hopeful, before ugly realities took over and dreams slipped away.<br><br>She would never forget the first time she'd met Chris, he was doing all the web designs for the firm she worked for and doing quite a job of it as well. Danielle had never believed in love at first sight, she had been too practical to be a romantic dreamer, but the moment she'd seen him, he'd taken her breath away. It wasn't so much his physique that got her attention, though she did appreciate it, it was his eyes. He had the bluest eyes she'd ever seen that seemed to change like the ocean. They could be pale and soft as a sunny day or dark and cold as a vicious storm. He had a mind that she both respected and admired, and a sense of humor that kept her laughing.<br><br>They had married a year after she'd passed the bar exam, he had wanted to much sooner, but she needed to focus all her attention on her career and he'd been patient and even helpful. She had everything planned out, Danielle always had everything planned out, she got a job with a corporate firm, they got married, in three years they would start a family, though they wouldn't have more than two children and they would be happy. They tried schedules, fertility treatments, if it was out there they tried it, but it seemed that children weren't in the cards for them, and Danielle had lost her desire to try to adopt. If she had to look back on it, that was the point in their marriage where things started to change.<br><br>It was almost&nbsp; a decade later now she realized as she put the picture down, almost a decade later and all her tidy neat plans had gone out the window. Her career had become her baby and her husband was often the afterthought. She still loved him, she loved him so much it hurt, but somewhere along the way she'd lost respect for him and somewhere along the way he'd stopped showing his spark of fire that had originally drawn her in. It was in the little things, the way they spoke to each other in front of their friends, the way she worked late like tonight and didn't bother to call home, the way he deferred to her in almost everything. They had become very petty with each other.<br><br>Their wedding anniversary was approaching soon and they had both planned to take several weeks vacation time, though they'd made no plans. When her cell phone rang and she saw the display was home calling, she turned it to vibrate, she'd be home when she was home. With a sigh she shut down her computer and locked up her desk before heading home.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 18:11:59</strong>
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				Chris sighed as he put down the phone. He knew she was able to take it and that she had just put the phone down. He did not know how but he could imagine her sitting there stressed after a long day at work and the thought of talking to her own husband probably stressed her out. <br><br>Chris had probably expected too much anyway. He had just received a phone call from their best friends who were in town and were hoping to catch up. He rang them back to decline... <br><br>"I spoke to Danielle about it only last week." Mary said. "She said you were free." <br><br>"I know and I am sorry but she has had a really big case and well she hasnt had time for anyone recently and least of all herself. All I can do is apologise and please do let us know when your around again ok?" He felt awful saying no to Mary because she had been Danielle's maid of honour and Jack had been Chris's best man. <br><br>He had seen little of his wife of late and he often went to bed late himself as he often found his creative side was better of an evening and she often had not got home by the time he had got to bed. Sitting back in his computer chair he gazed out of the window at the lakeview they had from their house. They had purchased this large house when they thought they were going to have a big family and neither of them had the will to change their house. Chris liked looking after the house and the garden as it meant he had something to do while his wife was away on a business trip. <br><br>Tonight though.....something inside him snapped. He was not sure if it was Danielle forgetting about Mary and Jack's visit or that he had not seen her all week or whether it was her ignoring his calls but he snapped. He was in the kitchen when it happened. Chris was a mild mannered man who rarely raised his voice or got angry and he had always let his wife tell him what to do and he had never once complained. But just as the kettle boiled he lashed out and his fist smashed through the wood and glass cabinet door and his fist hit the glasses and cups inside and shattered them. <br><br>He pulled his hand out immediately and was horrified with himself. The sound of glass shattering and falling to the ground had awoken him from his moment of madness and the sight of the blood nearly made him faint. There were multiple wounds and bits of glass stuff out from his hand. He was horrified and bleeding badly...... He would need to get to hospital. <br><br>Before he left for his car he scrawled a note with his right hand... (he is left handed) "Danielle....Sorry about the mess and the blood. I had an accident. I have gone to A &amp; E. I tried to ring but you didnt pick up. I'll clean it up when I get back Chris". 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 21:51:08</strong>
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				The drive home was never as simple as getting in her car and driving home. She had to drop off several documents to the courthouse in the night slot, something she could have had a clerk do for certain, but she preferred getting these small errands done herself. She supposed if she really were to think about it, it was because it delayed her going home. <br><br>Home was quiet and lonely these days. More nights than not she slept on the couch in her home office and was out the door before Chris even woke up. They weren't living like husband and wife any longer, more like roomates with vastly different schedules. There were several times she stopped outside of their bedroom door when she heard him still moving around and thought they should talk some of their problems out, try to make the marriage work, but in the end, the bitter feelings were too hard to push out of the front of her mind and she didn't bother. <br><br>She got home and put her bag and briefcase down by the door before walking towards the back. All she needed was a glass of wine and she'd be ready to go over her file notes for the morning. The first thing she noticed in the kitchen was the broken glass and then she saw the blood. Danielle read the scratched out note and half ran out the door, keys in hand to her car. Why hadn't she picked up the phone? Well, she couldn't have done anything for him from as far away as she'd been, but, she would have at least known. She drove through traffic with a million thoughts running through her mind until she got to the hospital only to find out that she'd missed Chris by about ten minutes as he'd been stitched up and released. <br><br>Driving home, she wondered why he hadn't left her a message rather than scrawl out a note, knowing that she always checked her voice mail. It couldn't have been that serious if he had driven himself and then drove himself home, it meant they hadn't even given him anything for the pain. She also was a bit insulted when he had made a point of saying he would clean up the mess when he got home. Had things gotten so bad between them that he would think she'd care more about the mess than him? It was the last thought she had before she pulled up and walked back into the house.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>26-05-2010, 23:48:15</strong>
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				He had gotten some stitches and he would need to wear the bandages for a while. He knew he probably should not have driven but he didnt really want to explain to anyone why it had happened and it seemed foolish to call an ambulance. <br><br>He was not surprised to see his wife was still not home and so he set about tidying up the mess. It would probably be easier to explain that way. He picked up the glass first and then he would have to make sure the blood would not stain. The glass had shattered badly and it reminded him of the doctor poking into his wounds looking for tiny shards of glass and he winced. It took some time but finally the glass was all but cleaned up. Now for the scrubbing..... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 04:14:11</strong>
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				Danielle was leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen watching as Chris was scrubbing away at the counters. She was stunned, what the hell was he doing? His hand was all bandaged up and he should have been resting. Was he doing this to spite her? Did he think she wouldn't have cleaned it up when she got there?<br><br>"Are you okay? They told me they released you when I got to the hospital"<br><br>She walked in to the room and took the sponge out of his unbandaged hand and put it down on the counter. There was a time when she would have been hovering and doting on him for being injured, but now all she could do was go through the motions of making sure he was okay. <br><br>"How did it happen?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 11:39:16</strong>
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				She managed to surprise him twice in just a few moments. The first time when she suddenly appeared and the second when she said she had been to the hospital. <br><br>"You went to the hospital? Sorry. I didn't mean for you to go all the way there. You must be tired enough without chasing around town looking for me. Its just lacerations. I was lucky that I didnt cut any muscles or tendons in the hand. Although my hand is never going to look pretty." He said with a wry smile. <br><br>He frowned though when she had asked how it had happened. He had wondered how he should answer such a question and he had decided to lie and he hoped she would just believe him or leave it. <br><br>"Just put my hand through the glass in the cabinet door by accident. I thought it was open." He said realising that it sounded pretty stupid now he was saying it. "Don't worry about it. You go to bed and I'll be right up. You got another early start?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 14:58:43</strong>
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				If he didn't want to tell how he'd hurt himself, then he should have just said so, she didn't appreciate being lied to with such a silly excuse. Did he think she was going to get mad because the cabinet broke? She started to say something of the kind, but then thought better of it, what would have been the point? <br><br>Do you need help getting ready for bed? Did the doctor give you anything for pain? A dozen questions like that went through her mind that she might have asked him or offered him, but right now she couldn't seem to get them out. They were too far apart for small gestures like that to mean anything and if he really needed her help, hopefully he wouldn't be so stubborn as to not ask her. <br><br>"Chris, do you.......yeah, I have an early start again tomorrow. I'll sleep in my office so I don't wake you up in the morning. Goodnight"<br><br>Danielle didn't bother to wait to see if he would say anything, she merely turned and walked back out of the kitchen. She collected her bag and briefcase that she'd left by the door and made her way upstairs. She had planned to do an hour or so of reading to prepare for the morning and get to sleep, as it was, the detour to the hospital had taken up a considerable amount of time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 15:47:10</strong>
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				He stood looking at the blood stain for a bit and felt his anger rise again. He felt an urge to push his fist through a second cabinet door. His outburst earlier itself was un-characteristic and so he managed to keep his calm and think for a moment. <br><br>he was not surprised when he felt himself heading for her office. They were both tired but he was positive that he could not leave this till the morning because otherwsie he would probably change his mind like had had done for the last few years. <br><br>He paused outside and with a deep breath knocked and entered. <br><br>"Hiya. I know its late but I was wondering if we could talk?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 17:12:25</strong>
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				She had barely taken her shoes off and pulled her files out to read through when she heard the knocking on the door. She sighed and got up to open it, knowing she had fallen into the habit of locking the door when she was in her office for the night.&nbsp; Danielle simply assumed that Chris needed help with something given his injury. <br><br>Opening the door, she took a step back to allow him to come in. That was one thing she could say about him was he respected her privacy and stayed out of her office when she wasn't there. She had nothing to hide, she just didn't like people going through her things. She sat back down on the couch, her files filling up the other cushions so he would have to either stand or sit in one of the chairs. She wasn't even sure if she had done that to deliberately keep him at bay, or out of habit. <br><br>"Something on your mind?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 17:19:37</strong>
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				He gave an awkward smile and said "Yeah you could say that." <br><br>He looked around for a seat and gave up pretty quickly realising that this probably would not take long anyway. <br><br>"I came to "fess up" really." He said showing her the hand. "I am afraid I put my fist through the cabinet door. You probably guessed. Now please don't stop me. This isn't going to be easy."&nbsp; <br><br>He brushed his hands though his thick hair and thought to himself he needed a hair cut but quickly continued. <br><br>"I am not sure our marriage is working. I have thought that for a while now and I think we have both been fooling ourselves. I have tried to talk about it but well you havent been responsive at all and to be honest I think in the last few years you have treated me pretty awfully. And I dont doubt you have your reasons and I know you love your work but well frankly I want someone to love me. I am still young enough to find someone who will." <br><br>He suddenly felt awful and he half expected an angry outburst of swearing and cursing but he pushed on. <br><br>"I dont feel appreciated, I feel used and I dont feel respect or loved anymore. Whereas I think I have been loving patient and caring throughout our marriage. I suppose I should have stuck up for myself more. Well I have had enough. Tonight was the last straw. I am sorry but I cant live like this. I think I will move out tomorrow and I think we should consider getting divorced immediately." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 18:16:25</strong>
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				Danielle listened to what he was saying but none of the words were registering. She felt as if all the air had been let out of the room and she was finding it hard to breathe. He was leaving her, how could he say something so life altering as simply as you would ask for a glass of water? She could feel the tears fill her eyes as he said it, and for the first time in as long as she could remember, she felt something. She had been numb for so long the sudden burst of emotion was almost more than she could take.<br><br>He didn't say they should try counseling. He did suggest they should try spending more time together, he was just giving up. Hadn't she herself really given up years ago? She couldn't deny the fact that they hadn't lived as a married couple for a very long time, but now faced with the truth of it, it wasn't what she wanted, at all. <br><br>"Chris, I know things haven't been good, not for a long time, but we just give up? We just walk away from everything? There has to be something we can do to fix this, there has to be"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 18:53:10</strong>
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				He certainly hadn't expected that reaction and he imagined that he had just managed to do what no man have ever managed to do in the court room. <br><br>He did not answer immediately but instead studied her face as if trying to read her thoughts. He did want to make this last and he was not going to turn his back on her now. But hadn't he done enough? <br><br>"I feel as though I have been trying to fix it but slamming my head against a brick wall. I know I should say that it is both our fault but I truly don't think it is mine. I think that I have lost out the most from this relationship. I am sorry.... I suppose we could try more but you have to try too. Yo have to want to be a different person. I am fed up with being walked over, ignored and belittled. I know you probably don't mean to but you do it. Its your job. Your blasted job. You do it to your colleagues, your clients, your friends and your family. Its what makes you best at your job but it makes you a pain in the ass. If we do this then I expect you to try and be humble, caring considerate and actually for once I want you to be submissive. To do what I want for a change." He was getting angrier as he spoke. <br><br>"You know.... I have even considered seeing someone....Not an affair. I love you too much for that but well......to keep me sexually satisfied. I think you lost your libido ten years ago..after...you know.... But me? Well I am still horny every day and I have to jerk myself off because my wife does not care..." He brushed some tears aside and fell against the door and slammed it shut behind him as he slowly tried to clam down... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>27-05-2010, 22:03:18</strong>
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				Most of what he'd said was true enough. She couldn't argue that her job had been extremely demanding and that her personal life had suffered as a result. But she was not solely to blame. He had changed too. The spark, the fire that he used to have, the passion for everything was gone as well. She was hardly blameless in the chasm between them, but he wasn't as innocent as he was trying to come off right now.<br><br>It took a lot of willpower for her to remember that losing her temper now wouldn't fix their problems, but only make them worse, perhaps even cement the idea in his mind about a divorce. She hated how crudely he'd put their lack of a sex life these last few years, but he was wrong to say she didn't care. <br><br>"Its easy isn't it? To put all the blame for what happened between us all on me, and most of it probably is. But you stopped being you a long time ago also. You lost something, some spark of life. I wasn't the only one who lost something when we went through what we did, and I wasn't the only one who emotionally checked out of this marriage. But I don't want to give up, I don't want to see it end"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 12:26:40</strong>
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				<br><br>He ran his hands across his face and looked at his wife. <br><br>"Ok. I hear you Well we need to sort this as soon as possible. We both need to change. I need to become more assertive and bring back the spark and you need to allow me to be the man in the relationship for a change and you need become so much less dominating and more submissive." <br><br>He opened the door ready to leave.<br><br>"I am prepared to save this marriage. When you go to work try and arrange a night this week when you can come home for a reasonable time and we will go out to dinner and discuss what we need to do. I also want you to try and find one week when you can take a holiday. I know it will be impossible but if you love me then you will find a way. We will then take a holiday and go to the Maldives or something and have a week at a spa and a little hut on the beach and learn to be husband and wife again. Ok?" He said.<br><br>He held the door to keep his hand from shaking. He had never told his wife what to do before and well it felt good. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-05-2010, 19:31:10</strong>
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				She had so many mixed feelings washing over her. Relief that he was willing to work on saving their marriage, anxiety that she wouldn't be able to make it work, do her part, and she had to admit, happy because he was finally telling her what he wanted, what he needed, not leaving everything up to her. It was exhausting at times.<br><br>Danielle could have told him right then that she had already scheduled a little vacation time. He wouldn't have believed her of course, for the last five years she'd scheduled it and then never took it. But she had two weeks in which she could, if she had to, walk away from the pressures of her job. Saving her marriage made this a had to scenario for her. She would make it work in her schedule to fix this, to see if they could possibly recapture what they had. <br><br>"I'll make it work, I'll get the time"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>30-05-2010, 21:14:56</strong>
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				He was pleased when she agreed to take time off work and also meet him for dinner after work. She seemed really genuinely keen to save their marriage and well he was not going to just let it run away from them. <br><br>Two days later he was early for their dinner date. He had managed to get a restaurant close to her work and had left in plenty of time to meet her. With her schedule it would have been difficult to expect her to leave early and he just knew it would be easier for him to meet her rather than the other way. One of the benefits for working for oneself he supposed. <br><br>He sat there waiting and nursed a glass of wine. He had dressed up but he was under no illusion that Danielle would. She would be wearing her powersuit and wearing a severe bun or pony tail. But then well she had just come from work. <br><br>He checked his watch. One minute to go.... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 01:59:34</strong>
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				Danielle had been on edge&nbsp; the entire day and found it near impossible to concentrate on her work. Tonight just had to go well or she wouldn't be representing one of her clients in a high priced divorce, she'd be the defendant in one. <br><br>She had her secretary clear her schedule after three so she would have time to hit the salon and have her hair done and pick up a dress that she knew Chris would love her in, get her nails done, all the little touches she'd been too busy to care about doing the last few years. She remembered a time when she loved to get ready to go out with him, they always turned heads together when they had a night out. <br><br>Settling on a short green dress that hugged every curve, she had her hair curled and hanging loose which gave her a much softer look than she normally had these days, at the very least, she hoped he would see she was willing to try.&nbsp; She walked in to the restaurant a few minutes late, but thought it was worth it.<br><br>"I hope you weren't waiting too long"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 12:53:51</strong>
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				He felt his heart race, his mouth dry up and his hands grow sweaty as he saw his wife approach the table. He suddenly felt foolish and embarrassed but he kept his gaze firmly on her. He could not explain the emotions he was feeling as he looked at her. He felt a surge of love and certainly lust as he remembered the curves that were often hidden by her business suits. There was a definite attraction and he enjoyed seeing her hair down and she had different make-up on. <br><br>"You look so beautiful Danielle. I don't know what to say." He said as he stood up and dropped his napkin on the floor. He got out from behind the table and leaned forward to kiss her briefly on the lips as he pulled a chair out for her. "I haven't been waiting long." <br><br>He waited for her to sit and then he took a seat. <br><br>"Now before you say anything I just have something I want to say." He said picking up his napkin and then pouring her a glass of wine. <br><br>"You don't need to look at the menu because I have chosen for both of us what we are going to eat. I have chosen things that you would not normally try because I want this evening to be smybolic that we are both going to try new things. I remember you chose for me on our first date so I have decided it is my turn." <br><br>He reached forward and touched his wife's hand and let his finger caress the ring she wore. "I also just want to say is that at the end of this evening you and I are going to make love. It is going to be exciting and passionate because we both desperately love each other. And that will mean that this evening will be a success because we both want it too." He said lifting his glass as if making a toast. <br><br>"Now....why don't you tell me what you would like from me? What I need to change or improve or whatever you can think of."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 01:31:47</strong>
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				She was so nervous she felt like she was on a first date rather than out with her husband. She supposed in some ways, this was like a first date, they needed to find out who they were now and what they could be to each other. Danielle had no illusions that they could completely recapture what they once had, they were too different now from who they were back then. <br><br>A few days ago she would have been furious that he had presumed to order dinner for her, or declare the fact that they would have sex that night. But in the last few days she'd been giving a lot of thought to what she wanted from him, and what she needed from him to make their marriage work. <br><br>"I don't know what to say, I think I'm somewhat at a loss. I don't know what I want or need you to change. I suppose, I think I need you to stop deferring everything to me. I stopped asking your opinion on things or your advice, or even your input because for a while you never seemed to care. <br><br>Its not your fault entirely, but you used to have such strength about you, I think its one of things&nbsp; that first made me fall in love with you. If I can be truly honest, its what I miss the most about you"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 14:43:32</strong>
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				"Ok. I can do that. And thankyou for being honest. I suppose I need the opposite. I need you to stop being the boss, the lawyer and the powerful person and become again the woman that I found attractive and sexy. I want you to dress up like you have now and make yourself sexy for me again with your lovely hair and wonderful body." He said trying to smile at her.<br><br>"I think also and this might sound awful but i think we should start with sorting out the bedroom activities. I think we should start again because right now its dreadful. I want you to enjoy it and I think we need to go back to basics. I think you need to soften up and dare I say it become submissive. I think you should surprise me with oral sex, naughty underwear, a threesome and let me perhaps tie you up and spank you and take you as roughly as my masculinity will allow!" He took a sip and reached out to take her hand. <br><br>"I know it sounds stupid. But if you let me dominate you in bed then I think you will let me take over and be a man again in everything else." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 18:05:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It didn't sound stupid though, in fact in some ways, it felt like a relief. The practical side, the business side of her rejected his request or suggestion out of hand entirely on principle. It would, she knew, be an internal struggle to even attempt what he was asking of her.<br><br>"I think we have to be honest with each other if we have any chance of making this work. And I honestly don't know what to say about that, what you just said. I can try, I can really make an effort to try, but I don't know if I can do that"<br><br>She looked down at his hand that was not covering hers and said nothing for several minutes. Danielle realized there was much to think about, but perhaps thinking about it too much would be an excuse to talk herself out of even trying. She did want this to work, she didn't want to lose him and the other night had been a wake up call.<br><br>"But....but I'm willing to try"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 18:44:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The conversation was frank, the food was delicious, the drink was free-flowing, his wife looked beautiful and all the talk had quite frankly aroused Chris and he told his wife.<br><br>"Do you know you look so beautiful and sexy tonight? Thank you for agreeing to meet up with me and for sorting this out. But you know...You have done a rather good job of getting me aroused. I dont think I can wait for our week away or even wait till we get home." He said leaning in close to his wife.<br><br>"I don't suppose you fancy doing something that really would be out of character for both of us?" He said as they finished the last of their drinks with empty pudding plates in front of them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>07-06-2010, 22:49:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danielle was certain her face turned as red as her fingernails were just then. It wasn't just out of character for them, it was something they had never even considered let alone talked about. Maybe, just maybe, that was part of their problem, they talked everything to death and when it came time to do, there was no spark left to make it worth while. <br><br>"I don't...I cant...are you serious?"<br><br>She wasn't quite sure what he'd had in mind and she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to know what he had in mind. She wasn't about to go off into the restrooms, this was a place they ate at often, or at least used to, and she still entertained clients here from time to time. <br><br>Of course, the restaurant itself wasn't in a busy part of town, they could easily slip off somewhere near the restaurant outside, or even head to one of their cars since they had met there. The idea normally would have been appalling to her, but if this was truly going to be a new start for them, then she was all in, once she decided on something, she gave it her absolute best.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>07-06-2010, 23:49:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He saw the confusion on her face and he nearly got angry but he managed to suppress it for a moment and quickly ordered the bill. He placed some notes on the table and stood up before moving around to his wife's side of the table and bent down and kissed her. <br><br><br>He let his hand move from her face down into her dress and he quite blatantly groped his wife at the table before pulling out and looking her in the eye.<br><br>"I am leaving this restraurant and&nbsp; gonna go down the alley and your going to come with me and we are going to make love against the wall, in the rain and we are not going to care who see's us." He said taking his wife's coat from the waiting waiter and stepping aside so Danielle could leave. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>09-06-2010, 03:25:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was certain that her face turned three shades of red while he moved his hand over her breast right there in the middle of the restaurant. This was a side of him she'd never seen before, even at the beginning when things had been so good between them. She had to admit, she liked it, she found it incredibly sexy and she was bubbling with anticipation and excitement as they left the restaurant.<br><br>It wasn't raining too hard and she was glad that the alley beside the restaurant was relatively quiet and dark, she highly doubted anyone would see them and the lawyer in her told her that was a good thing as if they went through with this, it would be indecent exposure or lewd behaviour at best.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>04-10-2010, 22:09:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled her down the alley with him. His grip was firm but he was not rough as he turned her and pushed her against the wall with just a trash can hiding them from the street. <br><br>Chris stared at her from a distance as he enjoyed the sight of her against the wall in her green dress. But he closed the distance quickly and bent his head to his wife's and kissed as his hands were all over her breasts and were soon sliding down her hips and bottom and lifting the bottom of her skirt and exposing her underwear to the cold night. His kiss was lingering and passionate as he pulled her dress up high and pulled her panties down but he stepped away suddenly and looked at her with a smile as he left her in the compromising position. <br><br>"Touch yourself for me. Right now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>07-10-2010, 22:12:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danielle knew she should have been appalled at the suggestion, though suggestion was perhaps too polite a term, it was clearly an order. She should have been outraged at the very idea of it. Here they were in a filthy alley and the rain was starting to pick up and he was telling her to touch herself, something she'd never let her guard down enough to do in front of him before. It wasn't that she was shy, she was simply too reserved, and it seemed now that he was going to force her to break through those reserves. <br><br>She felt somewhat obscene standing there with her body mostly exposed as she was. The way he was looking at her now should have made her feel dirty, but oddly enough she found it arousing. The entirety of this encounter was highly erotic and she felt a charge from it. She thought about being stubborn about this, but then, she had promised to really try this, and she was more stubborn about not failing. Danielle closed her eyes and let one her hands caress her own neck before sliding it down her chest. She ran her fingertips lightly over her breasts, though mostly still covered gave her quite a chill. Always so sure of herself, this was new ground for her, and for the first time in a long time she felt a small wave of doubt if she could finish this. Her eyes locked on his as if needing more assurance that this was the right path for both of them.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>10-10-2010, 23:07:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes followed her hands and drank in her amazing body. He enjoyed the fingers trail over her breasts and when he noticed she hesitate he looked up and smiled. <br><br>His hand moved to his own crotch and he began to undo his flies as he moved closer to his wife once more and kissed her passionately. With one hand he guided her hand to his crotch and helped her pull his stiff cock free and took her other hands and began to guide it to her own sex. <br><br>"I love you so much....." he whispered to her as he guided them in mutual masturbation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>12-10-2010, 17:45:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The way that he told her he loved her had surprised her more than anything. So long since they had any real emotion flow between them it was almost too much to take. As much as she was terrified someone would happen by the alley and see what they were doing, out in the rain, it seemed to disappear with his words. She had, she realized, missed him more than she realized. If a little indecent behaviour was what it took to bring them back to each other, it was what she wanted too then. <br><br>"I love you too, I never stopped"<br><br>Her hands moving along her body and his along his own, it was oddly intimate and exciting at the same time, but it didn't stop her from wanting to feel his body up against hers, inside of her. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, letting her body speak what she'd not been able to say for a long time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>18-10-2010, 23:50:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt her urging without words and he knew what she desired and what she wanted and soon her pressed against her. His hand guided his cock to her wetness and he eased in slowly but once inside his movement became more urgent and desperate and lifting her legs free from the ground Chris began to fuck his wife unlike any time before. <br><br>Her skirt was easy to hike up and his mouth met hers hungrily. She felt so wet and he was harder than he had ever been it felt like and his fucking became insistent and powerful although he knew he would not be able to last long at such a frantic and powerful pace. <br><br>"You looked so beautiful when you walked in I knew I just had to have you right away." He said mid kiss and mid moan. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>19-10-2010, 20:21:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danielle was torn somewhere between unbelievable joy at this newfound passion with Chris, and tears from how much time they had lost, unable to crawl out of their own heads and realize what they were doing to each other. Oh she knew that she was probably more to blame for what had happened, but she'd felt it as much as he had. All that mattered now though, was they were finding a way back to each other. His request for a divorce had jolted something inside of her and made her really take stock of what was at stake.<br><br>As much as her mind was working in overdrive, so was her body. She couldn't remember a time when sex with Chris had been this heated and passion fueled. She never wanted it to end but up against the wall as she was, with him up against her was too much for her to hold back. She felt the sharp spikes of pleasure go through her body and rather than cry out and call attention to them, she crushed her mouth to his, biting on his lip as she rode it out. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 23:20:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He enjoyed the closeness, the roughness of their actions and the intensity. They were getting wet from the rain and he aso felt the wetness from his wife's sex as he slammed into her roughly and deeply. <br><br>He too moaned into their kisses and felt their squashed lips press tightly together. His own release was quick to come but he didnt care as it felt great. He felt a moment of concern that he wore no protection but by then he had impaled himself inside her and was filling her with hot white semen until he felt it dribble down his balls. <br><br>He lowered Danielle so that she could stand by herself once more but he remained pressed against her and let his cock slip free as he stood kissing her with heavy breaths.. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>21-10-2010, 20:41:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once her breathing started to return to normal and her body started to come down, she became all the more aware that they were in an alley way and the reality of what they'd just done hit home. <br><br>"We really should get out of the rain"<br><br>We really should get out of such a public place is really what she was thinking, but felt the other sounded better. It was hard to keep the smile from her face as she kissed him while the rain poured down on them and she started working to adjust her clothing. <br><br>&nbsp;She still couldn't believe they'd done this, even at their best, when their relationship was hot and heavy and they couldn't see past each other, they hadn't done anything this daring. It was so out of character for her, she wasn't certain how to handle it, but she was grateful they had this time together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>25-10-2010, 17:27:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was not long before they were composed and out of the alley. He hailed them a cab and they were given a lift home. Chris could not help but stare at Danielle in a new light. <br><br>He was on the edge of his seat arched towards his wife and he placed his hand on her knee. <br><br>His eyes were on her face as they rode the taxi home. His hand was explorative as he enjoyed her inner thigh. <br><br>"I think I love you Danielle." he said a littly dreamily as he looked at her. He felt his hand sting a little and it made him smile as it reminded him why they were here tonight. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 17:49:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her practical nature had her objecting to taking a cab home, they had their cars. At least she'd brought hers, she hadn't asked him if he'd driven or how he'd gotten to the restaurant. His hand on her, such a tender touch, was something she hadn't felt from him in years it seemed. She wanted and needed to feel this again and again. Her heart was full of hope that they could truly fix things, though she went a little cold when he'd said he 'thought' he loved her. <br><br>While she knew the words weren't meant to hurt her, they did. She had never stopped loving him, she wondered if it was possible he had though. Deciding to keep those thoughts to herself, she tried to get back into the moment they were sharing and leaned over towards him, resting herself up against him. What they had done in the alley had been both wonderful and exciting, but they had to reconnect on so many levels. <br><br>"I really want this to work"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>26-10-2010, 21:43:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Chris awoke the next morning with a start. He turned to look at the clock in a panic but realised almost immediately that today was Saturday. He remembered the taxi ride home and the fantastic evening they had had. He pictured the love-making in the alley and he felt his manhood swell. <br><br>He turned to his left and saw his sleeping wife. She looked peaceful and he felt his lust return again. He moved closer to her his hand seeking out her warm body. <br><br>He lips moved to press against hers and he mumbled words of love into her ear. <br><br>"Hey sleepy head...How is my sexy and beautiful wife today eh?" He said as he found her breast with his hand and gently stroked it. "I've been lying here thinking about last night and it got me...excited."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>28-10-2010, 18:23:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danielle's eyes fluttered open with his kiss and she couldn't have helped the smile that creeped across her face if she'd wanted to. She couldn't remember the last time she'd spent a Saturday morning in bed, not rushing out to either go to the office or run one of the thousands of errands she was forever running. <br><br>"I feel a little like sleeping beauty, waking up to the princes kiss"<br><br>She could get used to this, very used to this. This was how things had been in the beginning. Warm mornings, hot nights, a lot of everything in between but always together. She didn't want to go on living a separate life. Moving closer to him, she snuggled up against his chest, he didn't need to tell her that he was excited, she could feel it. How long had it been since he'd wanted her this much and often? Or that she'd been so receptive to it? She slipped her hand down under the cover and stroked him gently, letting him know she was of the same mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>29-10-2010, 14:24:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He lay there for a moment or two and enjoyed her touch. But his hands were soon on hers and he rolled over on top of his half sleepy wife. His legs easily slid between hers as he lifted her hands above her head and held them tight. <br><br>"Prince Charming eh? I think I have been Prince Charming for too long. I think I am going to become the dashing highwayman from now on. Still a figure of romance and charm but more likely to make women swoon and melt by just taking what he wants." He said holding her hands still as he began to position himself to take her. <br><br>"And you my dear are the rich mans daugther with pearls at the neck, young and&nbsp; beautiful and completely bessotted with the caddish highwayman...." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>01-11-2010, 22:39:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she had mentioned Prince Charming, she hadn't thought she was about to spark this small creative surge. Chris had never been one to be adventurous or frankly, creative in bed, and this was such a shocking change&nbsp; that it nearly took her breath away. First their little tryst in the alley and now this, it was like a whole new Chris.<br><br>"Something tells me you play the caddish highwayman better than Prince Charming"<br><br>She gave her wrists a gentle tug, not really to get free but rather to fall into the role with him. <br><br>"I'm not too familiar with this story, what does the highwayman do with the rich mans daughter?"<br><br>She arched her back a bit so she was pressed up against him a little more firmly. This was so much better than all the Saturday mornings she'd rolled out of bed, showered and left before he'd even stirred. This, she knew, would make them both happy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>02-11-2010, 15:18:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She was not resisting and he smiled. He had her arms pinned and he weight a good deal more than her so she would not be able to escape. He felt his cock brush against her wet opening and he enjoyed that sensation. <br><br>"Well the rake begins by touching the young lady." He said as moved her hand to be pinned with the first and then began to touch her breasts with the spare. He groped and fondled her openly and began to move south over her belly and then he touched her sex. "The rake is pleased to see the young girl is already wet and aroused. She must be a slut..." He said as he guided his cock into her. <br><br>"He would tease her by taking her slowly....not quite allowing her satisfaction..... He may use her many times before he lets her go.......In many ways." He took her slowly but fully with nice long strokes that made a sigh escape his mouth. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>04-11-2010, 18:25:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Even if they were playing, normally him even implying that she was a slut, let alone out and out saying it, would have sent her off of a tear. She would have thrown a fit, and it certainly wouldn't have ended up in them having sex again. Being this intimate this often by itself was rare of late, but she couldn't seem to mind, everything felt so wonderful, she didn't mind one bit.<br><br>As she felt him slide inside of her again, the thought crossed her mind that at the very least, the only good thing that came from their inability to conceive was they didn't have to worry about birth control now. That dream had long since past and she'd given up on it entirely now.<br><br>"And what if she doesn't want to be let go?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>07-11-2010, 23:12:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He paused briefly but fought to regain the upper hand. He was not used to this but hie grip was firm and his weight gave him the dominance. He slowed slightly but his thrusts had more power behind them. <br><br>He looked her in the eyes and watched her reaction. Each thrust was harder than the last <br><br>"If I tied you up. You were unable to move and unable to stop me. No longer the wife but here for pleasure..... No longer ther powerful woman... If you didnt please then you would be punished.....Would you like that?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>09-11-2010, 19:37:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danielle wasn't certain what direction this game was going in, and she hadn't decided if she'd like it or wanted to continue it, but she had agreed to try, to let him take the upper hand for once. It was hard for her not to try and control every facet of their relationship including when and how they made love. It went against her nature to submit to his desires rather than her own. <br><br>He was driving her crazy by keeping her on the edge, so much so that she would have agreed to most anything just so he'd finish. Then again, when was the last time they had been this drawn out with each other?<br><br>"I might"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 11:08:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would like it I can tell you. Having you kneel before me when you get home in your powerful suit, make-up and your perfectly coiffed hair and to suck my cock each evening. Just imagine me gripping your head tight as I choke you. Your hair would not be so perfectly styled and your make-up would smudge and your suit would be covered in semen and saliva." <br><br>He was easing in and out slowly now. He was on the edge and he could no longer keep up the pace before. <br><br>"It would be quite the contrast to&nbsp; your work life and how we usually live. Maybe each night you would beg to be spanked? Beg for an orgasm? Maybe...if you deserve it...." He looked her in the eyes trying to see what her thoughts were. His were unusually tense and his grip had tightened lest she try to escape....
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 20:02:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danielle wasn't entirely sure what she thought about it. She had never been one to be turned on by vulgar language or acts, and yet, this was a side to him she'd never seen before. It was something that both attracted her more to him, and frightened her a little at the same time, for what if she couldn't keep up with him now? What if she couldn't be what he wanted her to be now? Would that be their end? <br><br>How was she supposed to have this conversation with him, but he was driving her crazy by changing his pace. She didn't want to talk at all right then anyway, she just wanted to feel his body as he slid in and out of her. <br><br>"Do we have to decide this right now?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 23:29:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His face darkened. Even now she was trying to take control. And trying to dictate how and when they decided that he would become more assertive. He felt anger rush up inside him as if it had been bottled up all their marriage. <br><br>He pushed himself off her and even though he too was desperate to cum he pulled out. He let go off her wrist and reached up to grab her by hair. With a firm grip and his other still on her other wrist he pulled her into a seating position on the floor with her rested on the bed . Standing by the bed himself&nbsp; now he managed to grab the belt he wore the day before and then used it to bind both her wrists together. <br><br>He stood before her now with one hand holding her bound wrists and the other still gripping her hair tight. He moved forward so his cock hung just above her head. <br><br>"Lick it." he said finally with barely restrained anger... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 20:41:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The change in him happened so fast that Danielle barely had a chance to catch her breath before she realized what was happening. Never, would she had believed that Chris would have gotten so rough with her, so violent. She wanted to be outraged, she wanted to slap him as hard as she could and tell him he could now have his dammed divorce because she was not going to put up with this for one second, but she didn't. <br><br>Some part of her that she didn't even know she had, was excited by this turn of events. His high handedness, the anger which was sexy as hell on him, it all led to making her even more turned on than she had been just moments before. He'd never tried to restrain her before, she'd never thought about it before, and now, she found she rather liked it and the way his hand was wrapped up in her hair.&nbsp; <br><br>Looking up at his face, she could tell there was little choice for her right then. He was going to have his way even if he had to take it. She leaned forward as much as she could while his hand was so tightly gripping her hair and licked her lips before she parted them, letting her tongue run the length of him, and she knew in that moment nothing in their relationship was going to be the same.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 11:48:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had a good grip on her hair and was satisfied that she could not move or escape. To have her obey him was a surprise but a pleasant one. She rarely did what he suggsted but then he realised that he rarely ever told her to do anything. She rarely gave him oral pleasure and it felt good to have her tongue run along his cock. <br><br>He tried to store the image of ner face by his cock for later reference and he sighed in pleasure at the firm but wet touch. He held his cock at the base and began to rub her cheeks and face with fat helmet. He knew his cock stank of her sex and he knew it must be a rather strange sensation to have him do this but it made him feel powerful and in control no matter how pathetic she might consider it. <br><br>"No more." He said. "In this bedroom you do what I tell you. You cum when I tell you to and you fuck when I tell you to and if i want a blowjob you will suck my cock. You are my slut in here. Outside you can continue to be the bitch from work but here you are my whore. The rules are simple. You do what I tell you then you will be allowed to cum. You displease me then I will punish you. Do you understand?" He glanced down at her exposed breasts. They were beautiful and firm. He reached down and slapped it hard and enjoyed watching it bounce across her chest. It felt wonderful doing that to her and his cock twitched at the thrill he got from it. "Do you understand?" he repeated in a low voice. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 22:10:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danielle was shocked that she was getting any kind of thrill out of this at all. She should have been repulsed, not excited. His words, his demeanor, all of it was so foreign to the way things had been for so long, she didn't think she knew the man in front of her at all just then.<br><br>She closed her eyes at the sting of the slap to her breast. He'd never raised a hand to her before, hell he'd never even really raised his voice to her before, this was all so new, a little scary, and a huge turn on. d<br><br>"Yes, I understand"<br><br>It was partially true. She understood the words he'd said, she didn't understand where they were coming from and how far this would go, how long this would go. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 23:18:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Goood....Good." He said as he tried to think about what to do next. He waas still caressing his cock around her face. <br><br>"I know. I want a good rough blowjob. Christ. I don't often get any do I?" He moved the cock down to her lips and ran it across them. He sighed in pleasure. <br><br>"I want you to suck it like normal but I am going to try something. Something I have dreamt off. I am going to make you deepthroat me. I am going to be rough. And you are going to let me ok?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 03:37:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It occurred to Danielle in that moment that as much as she was struggling to find her way in this new life they were starting, he was as well. He'd seemed so confident and in control mere seconds before, he'd even frightened her a bit if she were honest with herself, but now, he was wavering. He was asking her if she was going to let him do as he'd wanted to do, instead of telling her what she would do. It was almost a relief to know that he was muddling through this as much as she was. <br><br>It was true enough she'd rarely given him pleasure orally, it hadn't been something she'd enjoyed doing for him, and, the truth was, they rarely had sex at all so why bother? But now she wanted to please him, she wanted to show him that she did love him, that she was going to go the extra steps to make it work. <br><br>"Yes, I will"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 11:58:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His look softened a little but he then began the act once more. "Good girl." <br><br>His grip tightened in her hair and he pushed her head back onto the bed as he opened her jaw wide. He pushed his cock in deep and the angle gave him good access. He felt her throat muscles immediately but he pushed in regardless. In fact the gagging of his wife tightened her throat around his invading cock and it felt fantastic. <br><br>"Oh my god.....You fucking amazing woman." He said as he fucked her mouth. "Oh my god it feels so fucking amazing." He said pulling out every so often to let her catch her breath but he was soon fucking her deep again with his balls slapping against her chin. <br><br>"Who would have thought you would such an amazing slutty mouth eh?" He said pulling out with his cock twitching and on the brink. He began to smear his saliva dripping cock around her face and watched her saliva run down her chin onto her breasts..... "We are doing this again....." He said panting with excitement and lust. <br><br>Finally when he saw she was recovered a bit more he released her chin and began to finish himself off into her open mouth.....
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>19-11-2010, 19:55:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danielle had always believed that sex should be sweet and romantic, sometimes hot and frenzied, but never dirty. It wasn't something she'd ever have entertained before. So it was somewhat of a shock that she was enjoying herself, and her husband, immensely. <br><br>She was still highly uncomfortable with some of the things he was doing, but at least, for once, he was doing something out of the norm, something that was taboo, just a little bit wrong and as much pleasure as he was obviously getting from this, how could she really deny him if she loved him?<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>24-11-2010, 14:49:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gasped as he emptied his balls into her mouth and he watched eagerly as he saw her mouth fill up with semen. Usually whenever they had had oral sex she had finished him with a hand or ended up spitting his semen out onto his belly. <br><br>"Don't you dare spit that out." He warned her. "I want you to keep it in your mouth for a bit. Enjoy it. Because you are going to grow to love my cum. You will taste it every day and you will lick it up from the floor if i tell you to. I want you to learn that cum is now part of your diet. My beautiful cum slut." He was stroking her hair as he spoke and his cock was beginning to become flaccid. "You can swallow it now. Enjoy" <br><br>He knelt down beside her and let his hand brush her sex. It would probably still be sensitive from before and he circled her clitoris. "No orgasm for you though today. But lets frustrate you a bit more..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 16:41:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The entire day had been a blur after that morning in bed. She'd never seen her husband so strong or commanding before, to be honest she didn't believe he'd had much of a spine at all, so it was quite the change from the normal every day routine. Something between them was lost, but much much more had been found. <br><br>She spent a good part of the rest of the weekend catching up on all the work she'd let pile up since their night out, but even then she could hardly concentrate. She had a business dinner Monday night and normally she wouldn't have even bothered to let Chris know, let alone think about what he'd be doing for the night. She found him in his own home office doing some work, and she stood in the doorway just watching him work. He had an intensity when he did that had initially drew her towards him, she was so glad to see he hadn't lost everything over the years.<br><br>"Monday night, I have a business dinner I have to go to. Its mostly going to be social, we're trying to land a new client, would you like to join me?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 17:52:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had found himself a little embarrassed about his behaviour the previous night and had chosen not to bring it up again. Not immediately. <br><br>He enjoyed listening to Danielle walk around the house. Sometimes though she was often too late home and so it was nice to hear her around. She didnt come to his room that often and he was a little taken aback when she mentioned the business dinner. He was not normally invited or rather he was invited but she just assumed he would not be interested and would not tell him about it. <br><br>It only took a seconds thought before he smiled and nodded. "Yes. I would like that. Who is the new client? Is it anyone I have heard of... Take a seat Danielle. Its been a while since I have asked about your work. I would like to come. I haven't seen your colleagues for a while. What were you going to wear?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 16:15:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Walking into the office and sitting down, she wondered why she'd actually invited him to the dinner. It was something she hadn't done in years, in fact, she couldn't remember the last time they'd had a discussion about her work or his for that matter, other than the occasional "how was work" "fine" conversation. Then again, she couldn't really remember the last time they'd had a real conversation about anything that lasted more than a few words until very very recently. <br><br>"I don't think its anyone you would know, its not really the kind of case our firm handles, but the client would bring in so much business, we'll handle the smaller items as well if need be, assuming we can get him to switch to us"<br><br>Danielle's firm handled mainly commercial contract law, so handling the setting up of an estate, trusts and all that goes with that wasn't very appealing, but the client also owned one of the largest manufacturing plants on the coast, along with several other smaller businesses, and it would bring a lot of revenue to them. <br><br>"We'd have to meet there, its going to be at seven at The Oaks, I'll be going straight from work, so...that wont be a problem will it? Taking separate cars. If I had to come home first I'd be late"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 14:14:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked away for a moment as he considered it again. He did not really want to go if he was going to be turning up on his own. He had hoped that her invite had been sincere and she had probably expected him to say no like he usually did. <br><br>"Seems very uneconomical to me. But we don't want you to be late. I will be there at seven on the dot. Should be fun." He turned away to hide his irritation and began to consider his work as if she was no longer in the room. <br><br>He was stewing because she had blatantly ignored his questions and he knew he should do something about it. It made him angry that she could be so rude and he had hoped they had squashed such behaviour. It would take a long time to make a leopard change her spots though. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>08-12-2010, 22:53:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danielle wasn't entirely sure why he seemed to be upset, but she could easily tell he was. Was he upset because she'd asked him to meet her at the restaurant? Did he really expect her to drive all the way back home and then again into the city just so they could arrive together, it was a ridiculous thought. But she also knew they were trying to rebuild their marriage, and it wasn't going to happen overnight. They both had to make some concessions, she supposed she could make a small compromise now.<br><br>"What if you met me at my office? We could go together from there?"<br><br>It had been years since Chris had been to her office, and that had been long before several promotions. He'd never seen her new office and it might be nice to show him what she'd accomplished, hopefully he'd be happy about that instead of seeing it as the reason their marriage was hanging on by a thread.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>13-12-2010, 12:27:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The compromise was a good one. He was able to leave whenever he wanted&nbsp; and to be honest he only wanted to go in with her and not have to enter&nbsp; on his own. He thanked her for the compromise and told his wife he&nbsp; thought it an excellent idea. <br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; On monday he made sure he was smart and arrived in plenty of time. In&nbsp; fact he was a little early and had to wait outside but it meant he got&nbsp; a rare opportunity to flirt with the pretty blonde Secretary. He felt&nbsp; sad for Tracey because he knew his wife gave her a hard time. He&nbsp; wondered if Danielle could her the girl giggling to his jokes and&nbsp; comments. <br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; He finally heard her door open and out came two of her staff and finally he was able to enter. <br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; "See you later Tracey" he said with a wave. "Nice to catch up." and he shut the door behind. <br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; "Hello Sexy." He said to Danielle. "Sorry I am early."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Where the path leades (Jester &amp; FLN826)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Daeva</strong> on <strong>22-12-2010, 23:35:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Its fine, I just have a few things to finish up before we go"<br><br>She spoke to him only glancing away from her computer for a moment while she imputed some notes for the client she had been working on before Chris got there. After a moment or two she stopped typing and looked up. It was harder than she thought it would be to break the habit of putting him second to her work.<br><br>"You look very nice by the way, I don't want to ignore you, but I just need about five minutes to finish up these notes. Do you want Tracey to bring you something to drink?"<br><br>Without waiting for an answer she buzzed her secretary.<br><br>"Tracey, two coffees please, one of them black with two sugars"<br><br>Danielle was typing as she talked and hoped that she was giving him at least a little of the attention she knew he wanted from her. Small steps she told herself, small steps.
			</dd>
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