Arriving at the door I turned the knob it was open. A spiral staircase to the left of the doors opening was spotlighted from the suns rays from the wi...dow above the door as if it was like a cliché destiny. Firm & proud with a clear conscious in silence i gradually ascended the steps. Upon standing at the top I looked to right and to the left. To the right was a door slightly opened in the distance down the long hallway. With sunlight shining through I could hear deep sighs escaping her body. I. He had grown into a very handsome young man who had develop a crush on my wife. My wife was nearly thirty years older than him, but that didn’t stop him from checking her out. I caught him over the past year a few different times spying on her as she lay out by the pool sunbathing. He would come out of the house at times shirtless hoping that my wife would get a glimpse of his young body. He would do everything possible to get her attention before suddenly disappearing back inside to masturbate. As Dan sat there contemplating his abundance of first-world problems, he managed to think how lucky he was not to have to engage with this woman outside of the 9-5 grind. That was when his world hit rock bottom, two e-mails simultaneously pushing him to breaking point. As the first one flashed up, a calendar invite, his face turned white as he saw the first part of the header, ‘Client visit, Manchester – Accompanying Ms Natalie Davies’. The second e-mail titled ‘Trip Details’ flashed before his. Devin's words returned to her mind."Come to me, Calyndi. Kneel at the foot of the bed, my slave."The fear that was slowly creeping over her increased, but her anger at his words drowned out those warnings. The arousal was still deep within her, but she used it to fuel her indignation – she would stalk down those stairs and confront Devin, mock him for his fruitless arrogance.But as she started down the stairs her blood ran cold. He had told her to come to him, and she was doing just that. She.