"Honey, I'm home."
"Oh, shit. I thought you said he was out of town, " said Jack.
"I thought he was! He wasn't supposed to back until tomorrow!" said Sharon.
Jack began to regret his decision to sleep with a married woman as he scrambled to put on his pants.
"We don't have time for that!" hissed Sharon
Jack glared at her. What did she want him to do? Run around the neighborhood naked!
"Honey?" asked her husband, Rick. "Are you here?"
Jack and Sharon stared at each other as they heard the deadbolt on the front door lock, their eyes wide with shock.
"Is there a back way out?" he said quietly.
"Not one where he won't see you," said Sharon softly. "And trust me. You don't want to be seen. He is insanely jealous. He once beat up a guy just for looking at me the wrong way."
Great, Jack, he thought silently. You really know how to pick 'em.
When he first met Sharon at a bar he knew he was taking a risk. But she was just such a hot MILF he thought it was worth it. Although she was little older, she worked out a lot and had a tight toned physique with a cute bubble butt and a nice large rack. Her long light blonde hair highlighted her tanned skin nicely.
And Sharon just wasn't a looker. She really knew her way around the sack. She showed him things he never even dreamed possible, pleasure he had never known. And she was so enthusiastic in bed. She must have been really frustrated, stuck with such a fuddy dud for a husband. She could go all night, just like a teenager!
Yeah, it was worth it, thought Jack, remembering their multiple previous encounters.
"Well, I guess that leaves me no choice, " said Jack, as he grabbed one of the bedposts and began to swing it like a bat.
"Oh, I wouldn't do that. It'll just piss him off. He is an ex-Green Beret, you know," said Sharon calmly.
"Great. Well, what choice do I have?" said Jack.
Sharon's eyes lit up.
"Get your clothes off!" said Sharon.
"What?"
"Just do it. We don't have much time," said Sharon, as she began rummaging in the closet.
Jack shrugged his shoulders and complied. Maybe she had some place for him to hide. But why did he have to be nude? Downstairs he could hear the clink of ice in a glass as Rick mixed a drink. He didn't know if that was to his advantage, as it might dull Rick's senses, or if it just might make him more likely to loose control and really hurt him.
"Just put this on! And take off all your clothes!" said Sharon shortly, as she tossed something at him.
Jack looked at the strange collar in his hands. It looked like some kind of pet collar. Maybe a dog or a cat?
"You have to take off all your clothes for it to work. Please, just trust me!" said Sharon. She was holding a strange medallion in a plastic bag, nervously rolling it out of the plastic.
Jack did as she asked. What did he have to loose? Although he really would prefer to be clothed when the police found his dead body. Soon, Rick was buck naked, save the strange pet collar around his neck.
Sharon smiled. "Do you trust me?"
Jack nodded and Sharon kissed him sweetly on the lips.
"Good boy. Now hold this. It may seem a little odd, even tingle a bit. But just trust me and you will be safe," said Sharon, as she slipped the medallion out of the bag and dropped it into his hands.
"Ach!" said Jack. As the medallion hit his fingers it shocked him, and he dropped it to the floor. Sharon quickly scooped it up and returned it to the plastic bag, careful not to touch it.
Jack was about to complain when the bedroom door rattled.
"Honey? " said Rick.
"Just a second, dear. I'm just getting dressed," said Sharon sweetly. To Jack she whispered, "Just get in the closet and hide. I'll explain later."
She pushed him into the closet and closed the door, leaving him alone in the darkness.