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I arrived at the lake hideaway, about five am and took a refreshing shower. I put some pizza logs in the oven, then opened the new computer up, eight hours to charge, two for me to use. Phone needed some go-go juice as well. I set the old fashion alarm clock for nine am and hit the sack. Back at the Party Betty was the first to stir, she saw the clock, four forty-five am. “What the fuck?” She looked around and didn’t see Alfred. Tyler and Veronica were coming around. “Okay you two, time to get up. Any of you two know what happened?”“No. Last I remember we were all watching a moving and must have dozed off,” said Tyler.“I’ll check our room for Alfred,” and Veronica left.“Tyler, go make some coffee for us, that cinnamon flavored one you bought,” directed Betty.He got the stuff down and soon the coffee maker was doing its job. Tyler saw a note on the kitchen table and read it. “Dear, we’ve got a problem.” As he waved the note. Veronica returned, crying.“He’s gone, his clothes, phone and all are gone.” Betty walked to the window and saw that Veronica and Alfred’s car wasn’t there. “You’re damn fucking right we’ve got a problem.” She stalked into the kitchen and read the note out loud. “Dear ex-friends and maybe soon to be ex-wife. I’m sorry for what I did, poisoning you to make you sleep. I am leaving your lives. I’m way too embarrassed to ever feel comfortable around you. Add in the video Tyler made of the evening. He’d blackmail me for the rest of my life or make me relive it every time we’d get together. I accept that I’m in the wrong here, but I feel that you three planned something and didn’t tell me. With Veronica and Betty laughing at how it started. I heard the stunned silence after I yelled the safe word. Almost like nobody expected me or wanted me to say it. That made me wonder if I’d been set up as the surprise present. If Tyler tries to use that video against me, I’ll send the copies I have to several agencies. What would happen if Tyler’s boss or club members saw the video he made?I took less than half of all our money Veronica, at least that from our joint accounts and my spending account. I had my name removed from joint accounts and closed the other. I’m not sure what I feel for you for what happened. I love you but I’m disgusted by what I think you three did. I hate myself for allowing it, my memory lapse, and paranoia. I’m not worthy of you Veronica. As for Tyler and Betty, the same and my deepest apologies. I don’t wish any of you ill. If I’m terribly wrong and you can forgive me and explain that I was wrong. As weird as this sounds, I do want to thank you for the presents you gave me on my fortieth birthday. Two first edition leather bound books, Pygmalion and Around the World in Eighty Days. I took them with me. I feel there’s more going on between you three than I know. Could I be wrong, hell yes. I had a knee-jerk paranoid reaction to the situation. I wonder what you professors are thinking right now.” Betty put the note down and“Tyler, what else did you have on that phone of yours,” Betty asked.“The video of tonight a few notes for work, my contacts and stuff.” Tyler was looking through his phone’s pictures and said Uh-oh. “Can you be a bit more explicit? Uh-oh is such a general disaster term.”“Well, I also have the video of our practice from three weeks ago. Wait let me check something. Yup, he sent both to his e-mail.”“Was it of the whole practice?” Veronica asked.“No, only about five minutes from the middle. We were practicing me with my presents and what would happen and how I’d handle stuff.”“He knows everything, Betty.”“No, he doesn’t. He e-mailed the file, but that video was locked to facial recognition, so he can’t watch it. Veronica, he suspects he was set up but doesn’t know. Could you find him?” “Maybe. We need to get to my house so I can see what he took. Call his phone and see if it goes through. He said he’d release the video if we did.” “Veronica, he said if I release the video to the public, not if we look for him. He’s scared of what happened, how his body responded, a fear of doing it with another guy, liking it, and that in his opinion I violated a friendship. He saw us laughing and thought it was at him, not with him. That scared the shit out of him. He wanted to stop and forgot the safe phrase. We all knew that he’d be the only one to use it. That and he obviously doesn’t know what you wanted to talk to him about, with us.” Tyler said. “I never thought it would get out of hand. He forgot the safe phrase and that messed everything up. It’s all my fault,” Veronica said as she began crying again. “No, it’s not. He forgot the phrase and that’s on his ass, not yours. Let’s look at what we know,” said Betty. “What do you think happened, Veronica. You’re his wife?” She composed herself and paused before answering. “Tyler has a point, Alfred panicked. He forget the phrase. I had to help him remember or he might have passed out or done anything to stop it even hurt Tyler if he thought that was the only way out. I gave the hint and he managed to get a hand on the gag to give him enough space to shout the phrase. He told me he was embarrassed and humiliated. Yes, he thought you’d black mail him or constantly humiliate with the video. He was mad at both of you but at me he was beyond mad. He thanked me for the hint so he could say the phrase.” “You don’t think he knows about your plan and that we agreed to help you with it,” Betty asked.“Not at all, though him using the phrase, is part of his embarrassment and emasculation.”“Why,” Tyler asked.“I remember what you told him when we asked about the difference between a Female Lead Relationship and your Dom/sub.”“Huh,” Tyler said.“You said that safe words are there but were almost never needed, except early on in your relationship. If one of you were to use one, it could easily be a sign of weakness. Betty, you agreed and added that you two don’t discuss rules. The Dom makes the rules, period.”“Yeah, what’s the point? The Dom does make the rules.” Betty sneered.“Last night, Tyler was the Dom, In Alfred’s mind, that almost slavery. He doesn’t understand the difference between the two. He even commented that Tyler had gagged him like a slave to use at his pleasure. Alfred has merinthophobia, that’s why he wanted a safe phrase. He must have had a panic attack and had to get out of here.” “What the fuck is kaçak iddaa merinthophobia,” Betty said with dripping sarcasm. “Fear of being tied up. It happened when he was eight. The neighborhood kids tied him to a tire swing and spun him for close to an hour. He threw up several times, fainted, and was taken to the hospital.” “But you said that sometimes he cuffs you to the bed during sex. Also, how would that make him a good person for your plan?” “You’d be the trainer, to Alfred. He does that now, at my request. You’d be no different. Look what he did to you on the couch and please don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it or where happy. His fear is about him being tied up, not you. His concern was with me is hurting me. We talked about that and once he saw it didn’t hurt me, he was fine.” “Okay girl, Let’s get to your place and see what we can see.” Lake Hideaway When I woke, I opened the file I’d sent from Tyler’s phone. Two files, the birthday video and something called practice that I couldn’t open as it wanted facial recognition. I’ll watch this a few times to see if I notice anything. If I was set up, I should be able to tell as I’m looking for it. I watched the video several times and took notes on a pad of paper. A review of my performance:I was tied up. I forgot the safe phrase, which led to my panicking. I panicked because of what I thought would happen. Did my panicking make me forget? I told him what I was going to do but also said it was to fulfill a fantasy of his. Didn’t know he had two fantasies about me. I guess that’s flattering.  Now, was I set up? Would Veronica set me up for that? She did pause when I asked about it. That could be because I suggested that she did. Okay, she wanted me to say the safe phrase, why? No reason I can think of. What’s the difference if I say it or she does? In Betty and Tyler’s world a big difference. I was the sub at that time, and that would’ve mattered to Tyler. It also explains Betty’s comment when I flipped to her under me before we fucked. She’s the sub and that brings her more enjoyment. Yet, what did she mean by their putting on a show for us? They have time to find me, it’ll be interesting if Tyler helps them based on my note. I heard a lady yelling outside the house, the beach side. I walked to the sliding glass door to the deck and opened it. A young lady was yelling at two guys in Spanish. “I don’t need this, guess it’s Don Quixote to the rescue, don’t want the police out here.” Veronica and Alfred’s House The three arrived Veronica’s house about forty minutes later. Veronica checked the house and found two missing suitcases and two duffle bags. She checked Alfred’s study/library and found another note “Anything else missing, Veronica?” Tyler asked. “Not sure, I found another note in his study, it reads, ‘Phileas had eighty, you’ve got eight. Not sure if all three of you are there but that doesn’t change anything. This will prove to me that you love me, I was totally in the wrong or both. I felt that you were hiding something, don’t know what but it’s something the three of you share. Tick-Tok.’ ” “Whose Phileas?” Tyler asked. Veronica replied, “That’s the main character in Around the World in Eighty Days. Was there anything else you found or saw?” “He made some tea, put his cup in the dishwasher but left the tea bags out,” Betty said. “His suitcases and a couple of duffle bags are missing.” “What can you do to help her, Tyler?” Betty said. “I’ll call a few friends to see if he’s purchased any plane or bus tickets. Maybe train tickets as well,” Tyler said. “If he’s giving us eight days, he probably left clues. Anything from that book? He did refer to you as Phileas,” Betty asked. “Phileas went east. He had made a bet that it could be done in eighty days. He won but only because he forgot he gained a day traveling east. He said soon to be ex-wife, that implies a separation or divorce. I’ll call our lawyer.” Veronica spent about two hours talking to several people, none of them knew anything about a divorce or separation. Tyler learned that no plane, train, or bus tickets in Alfred’s name were purchased. He then made some burgers on the grill as the ladies talked. “Veronica, I’m sorry for the way I acted. I was so mad at Alfred for wat he did that I forgot he’s a good friend. Now, let’s figure this out. The three of us have got to be smarter than Alfred. If he’s giving us eight days, he didn’t go that far, and he’s holed up waiting. Anything east of here where he’d go?” “You’re right and nothing I’m aware of but he wouldn’t go to someplace I knew of. Going east like Phileas did is a misdirection. We don’t need an extra day, so west is the direction.” At that time, Tyler came in, “Ladies, burgers are ready. I never realized how much Alfred liked tea, he’s got more tea than beer in there.” “Yes, he enjoyed his tea, said the best came for Ceylon, well now it’s called Sri Lanka, an island off the coast of India.” Veronica’s eyes widened. “Betty, you said clues for us. Siri, what was the last song you played?” “Roundabout, by Yes,” Siri replied. “That was his favorite. His dad had an old video he made from a concert. He’d watch it every so often. He knew the words by heart and wasn’t that bad when singing.” In a few minutes Tyler had pulled up the lyrics and printed out several copies. They spent the next few hours debating the meaning of a forty-five-year-old song, with internet help. Cabin I walked down to the beach, and saw three people in their mid-twenties, one lady and two guys. They were harassing her and, might do something they shouldn’t. I headed down to the lake beach. “Now that I’ve found the noise that woke me up, I hope that you’ll explain why such a loud racket was being made?” “Back off old man, this is none of your concern.” “It sure is, you see I’ve a cell phone set up on the deck up there, making a video,” as he pointed to his cabin. “I’ve already got your pictures and I’m not that old. I’ll assume you were bothering the attractive lady and that will stop, and you’ll leave, or you can start something you might not be able to finish and the cops might get here before I do. Your choice.” “Greg, it’s not worth the cops getting here. If we beat his ass, they’ll beat ours and if he beats our ass, he’s got a copy,” as he spit on the ground. “You’re right, Sam, let’s go, he can have the cleaning lady.” The two of them walked kaçak bahis away. After the two had left, I looked at the girl. “Cleaning lady? “Yes, sir.” “What do you clean?” “That house you said you had the phone set up. My name is Charlette, what’s yours?” “I’m… Henry Higgins and I bought that house, late last night. What was that about?” “Greg was a guy I hooked up with a few weeks ago and became bored with in two days.” “Oh well, I think he got the message. If you’re the cleaning lady come on up and clean. Though, I don’t think it needs much.” We returned to the cabin and Charlette asked, “Why would you buy a cabin that late, Henry?” “I’d just become separated and had filed pre-divorce separation papers online.” “That’s too bad and if you don’t mind my saying, her loss. So, the place doesn’t look that bad. How about I make us some breakfast and then I’ll do a quick cleaning before I leave.” “Sounds good.” “Great, you watch tv while I make us something to eat.” The smell of bacon, coffee, eggs, waffles, and coffee soon filled the room. Followed shortly by, “Our feast is ready, Henry.” The food was good as well as the conversation. “Henry, mind if I ask a personal question?” “Sure.” “Since you’re a newly separated man, would you like to fuck? I mean have your first fuck as a single man, and with the way you look, most definitely not your last.” I spit out some coffee when she asked. Now what do I say? Charlette is nice but young, yet how often will I get such an offer from a stranger. “Okay, far be it for me to refuse an attractive ladies request.” I stood up and extended my hand to her. “Would my lady care to retire to the bedroom?” “Oh, classy move, Henry. I’d be honored to, sir.” As she took my hand and stood up. She pulled me to her for a kiss, which became a second kiss and a third deeper kiss. “That was pretty darn good, Henry.” “You’re no slouch either, Charlette.” We scurried to the bedroom and while kissing removed each other’s clothes and fell on the bed kissing and caressing each other. “I’m not a piece of glass, Henry. I won’t break.” “You did say fuck.” “That I did.” I rolled Charlette on to her back. His hands pushed her legs apart as his head went to work. He remembered what Becky liked. He nipped Charlette’s swollen rose bud, causing a swift hip to thrust. “That was different and oh yes, Henry, more, please more.” My hands kneaded her thighs and hips, while my assault on her pussy continued. I took her clit between my lips and pulled on it, not too hard. Her moans and hip thrusts were turning me on, driving me to do more, to bring her to release. I blew on it, then swiftly thrust my tongue into her vagina and back out to playing with her even more swollen button. “You’ve a god given talent, in eating pussy.” “But, my dear, I’ve only begun to please. This was only warming you up.” I moved up her body kissing her stomach and tits. Then I jammed my hard cock into her exceptionally wet pussy. Her breathing was getting faster. I pulled my cock out but continued kissing her neck and ears before flipping her onto her stomach. “On your knees, my sexy cleaning lady.” “Yes, Henry, my pussy wants all you can give, which is probably eight thick swollen inches. God, you’re a good fuck.” I drove my cock deep inside her, my balls slapped her ass then I came all the way out and repeated that several enjoyable times. Charlette is enjoying this and so am I. It’s different than with Becky and strangely as enjoyable as with Victoria, though different. Why? “Time for my cock to be ridden, so you get an all-around great fuck. I like watching tits bounce.” Charlette smile and licked her lips as they switched, she quickly guided my thick shaft into her and began riding him. Up, down, then some circular grinding then she repeated it. She ran her hands through her shoulder length black-brown hair. Her tits were indeed bouncing. “Yes, my bronco, I’ll ride you any day. Yes, yes, yesss. Oh, yes, Henry.” That was my cue, I began meeting her downward thrusts with strong upward thrusts.Charlette’s orgasm burst from inside and spread throughout her body. She flowed around my cock as she started to descend from her sexual high. I raised myself up and quickly flipped her on to her back. “Now, I’ll fuck you till I fill that young pussy.” I pounded my cock into that sopping pussy, my ball sack slapping her ass as her legs wrapped around my waist. “Yes, so good, Henry, I’m close, please be close, Henry.” “You’ve a great pussy and you’re a great fuck, Charlette. Oh yes, oh yes.” The urge from deep as it burst up and out, deep into her wet and sexy pussy. She had another orgasm at the same time. I collapsed on her, and we tenderly held each other. We kissed, caressed, and teased each other for a while. “Henry, that was one hell of a fuck. What could your wife have done to not want to have that every night?” “It’s a rather long story. I can’t say I believe it myself.” “Will you go back to her?” “Only if she meets my conditions, which I made sure she knows.” “Well, I do have a cabin to clean.” As she started to get out of bed. “Like hell you do. You’re spending the day and night if you’d like. We’ll love and fuck as often as we can.” “Now, that’s what I like in a man. You’re on and if she hasn’t met those conditions this time next week?” “We get to have a great evening fucking and loving, until morning.” We fucked/made love three more times over the next few hours. Then spent the day naked, wearing just bathrobes. We had sex three times during the day and twice night in bed. Then once again in the morning. Veronica’s House They’d all gotten some sleep after spending a few hours on that damn song’s lyrics, with many possibilities but nothing definite. They all agreed that they were looking for a lake. Around nine am, her phone rang, and she jumped to answer it. “Alfred?” “No, Vera, it’s me, Janice. I heard my husband talking about doing something for Alfred. That ass hole, I know a good lawyer who got me plenty in my two divorces. What happened?” “What would Bill do for Alfred?” “I don’t know but he’s mailing him something later today, special delivery and I don’t know what…yet. He’ll tell me, I’ve my ways. So, give girlfriend, you’ve got to tell me.” “Janice, right now I’m not in the mood, so please don’t ask. I will say he didn’t cheat on me or get physical. If you find out anything let me know.” “Sure, illegal bahis I’ve got your back, Vera.” Becky looked at her friend, and said, “Vera?” “Yeah, that’s what she’s called me since college. Her husband Bill works for the state department. About five years ago, Alfred recognized a dangerous complication with a medicine she was taking. It saved her life. What could he be mailing Alfred?” “Do you know what he does there?” Tyler asked. “Alfred had mentioned something about him being in administration and procurement. Wait, I thought of something.” Veronica ran to the bedroom and pulled down a storage container, dumping its contents on the bed…pictures. “A little over a year ago, we went on a one-week camping trip and one of our stops was a winery with lodges on a lake. We stayed there for two days. I’m sure there are pictures of us there.” A half hour or so later they’d found eight pictures of that lodge. “Well, one of us drinking wine, another of me in my swimsuit.” Tyler whistled, “That’s a nice suit.” Betty playfully hit his ass, “Easy now big boy, your birthday is over.” Looking back to the pictures, “Anything that could help us?” “Not sure, it’s a wine and that’s not really his alcoholic beverage of choice. The sex and love that night was good and it was a fun time….” Her voice trailed off. “Veronica?” “That was the first time I asked him about changing our lifestyle. He thought he was doing something wrong and I assured him he hadn’t, just that I wanted something different. I don’t think I convinced him, and I couldn’t explain what I meant or wanted. About a month later I talked to you about it.” Becky hugged her friend. “That’s what lead to our plan, right?” “Yeah.” “Veronica, don’t answer this quickly but is Alfred so mad at what he thinks happened, he’d leave you? I mean could the clues be a wild goose chase?” Tyler spoke up. “Not meaning to interrupt a good question but what if we caught a few hours’ sleep and then drove to this place and see if he’s there?” “Thanks Tyler, that a wonderful idea and Betty, I don’t think so. He ran from being embarrassed or being set up to have sex with Tyler. He said only some necking. Yes, there was a safe phrase but, in his mind, his friendship with you and Tyler, was above that. He doesn’t understand a Dom/sub relationship. The other night was his very first experience with safe words, in his mind he failed all of us, if he didn’t care about me, there would be no clues. What he thinks about you two…I couldn’t guess but you read his note. He feels that we don’t deserve him, that he failed us and himself.” The next morning, they headed out, grabbing some coffee and breakfast sandwiches before hitting the freeway for the three-hour drive. They spent an hour wandering the place in the hope of seeing him. It cost fifty bucks, but they were able to look at the names of any who’d signed in recently and Alfred’s name wasn’t on the list. “Damn, another day wasted, and we’ve found nothing. Well, may as well have lunch then head back home,” Victoria said. Alfred’s Cabin It’s been three days now. Will they figure out my clues? The difference between a hard clue and an obscure clue is that the hard clue is to confuse. The obscure clue is meant to waste time. The Ring doorbell sounded from his phone, and he went to the door, a package for him was at the door.A smile crossed his face. He brought it in and opened it. A passport, driver’s license, and social security card, along with all the extra’s. A note as well. “Alfred, here is what you asked for. All you need to do is call within one week to activate them. If you don’t you may as well burn them. I’ve got Janice breathing down my neck and getting the couch ready for me. I’ll give her something to pass on.” He decided to research something on the net. A few hours later he had prices, sizes, delivery dates and all the equipment needed to grow tea. Several thousand dollars but he’d wait. He checked his e-mail, nothing new except a message from his 401k administrator. He opened it. Dear Mr. Braynard,Sorry to inform you but, when you arrange the purchase of the property, it was forgotten to have the beneficiary sign a waiver. We’ve sent a form to the e-mail on file for the beneficiary.Once this is returned, the purchase will be completed. We hope you enjoy your retirement. Margret Hathaway, VP of Disbursement Crap! That means they’ll know what I did, let me check that form. He opened the form and all it had was that as beneficiary, Victoria was to sign her approval for the use of money to purchase the cabin. Good, it doesn’t mention a location. The Sleuth’s A waiter came over and placed a cosmopolitan with a yellow rose on the table. He said to Veronica,“From an admirer.” “Who here, would know my favorite drink?” “You slut, you’ve been holding out on me,” Becky said, a semi-shocked look on her face. “No, really, I haven’t.” She called the waiter over and asked him which admirer sent her the drink and rose. “Our manager, he said that if you wished, I could bring you to his office.” “Sure, I’ll tell my friends, then be right back.” The waiter took her to the third floor and buzzed the intercom. “I’ve the guest you wanted to see, sir.” “Let her in,” was the reply. Veronica didn’t recognize the voice. Once inside the office, more of a suite, she heard a voice, “Veronica Mathers, how are you doing?” “It’s Braynard now. Thank you for the drink and flower, it was extremely sweet of you.” “Have you found the missing Mr. Braynard?” As the man come from a back room.  Six foot two, say one hundred seventy and a nice build. “Do I know you?” “You did. Care for a refresher or some water or soda.” “No thank you, I haven’t finished what’s in my hand.” “A clue, Manitoka go-cart Speedway.” She looked him up and down and about fifteen seconds later it came to her. “Justin Maroba?” “Yup.” “But your different and in a particularly good way. You’re the manager here? Since when?” “I bought it about five months ago. You can imagine my surprise when I saw you and your friends going about and asking my employees if they’d seen a man in a picture. As for my change, in college I lost a bet and joined the track team, became rather good, won nationals in the mile and mile relay. I almost made the Olympics twice and almost made a marriage work once. Went into insurance, got a CPCU and moved up the ladder. Married, six years later then not married. Won some money in the state lottery oh six years ago and invested it. Heard it was on the market and bought it. Your turn, but only tell me why you’re looking for an errant husband?”

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