Saturday, 13 December 2014

Saturday, December 13, 2014 -

Tales of Chastisement: Volume 5

by Rick Marlowe
Published: Oct 02, 2014
Words: 24,671
Category: general
Orientation: M/F
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The Merry Wives of (West) Windsor

"It's so good to be home," Carol exclaimed as she unlocked the door with the key from under the mat. It was her husband who lugged the suitcases up the front steps.

"Home?" Bob asked. "Don't you mean Alice and Ted's home?"

"You know what I mean. Here - West Windsor. New Jersey. I can't believe you talked me into a move to Ohio."

"Me? You were the one who wanted to be closer to your family."

"Oh, right - them. Well, anyway, it's great to be back, if only for a visit."

"Can you bring in the rest of the things from the car while I get the bags upstairs?'

"Oh sure. Say, look who's taking a trip to Hawaii." Not-so-casually going through the papers on the table in the foyer, she had come across her friends' itinerary. "How come we never go anywhere?"

"We did go somewhere - we're here," Bob replied, coming back down the steps. "Hey, you can't go through their stuff like that." He grabbed the papers from her hand and put them back on the table.

"Why not - you go through all their financial stuff."

"That's different. I'm their accountant. I do their taxes."

"Sure, you always have an excuse for everything."

"C'mon, honey," he said, pulling her into his arms and giving her a kiss. "Let's just enjoy this little trip, ok?"

Feeling better in his embrace, Carol gave a coquettish smile. "You're right. Let's enjoy it. We could have a little fun." Her one hand began to caress him in the most intimate of places.

"Mmm, yes - but not right now. Thanks for reminding me about the taxes. Ted said he'd leave everything out in his study if I wanted to get started. Doing it now should leave us more time to visit for the rest of the weekend." He laughed as he pulled away. "I'll never understand how Ted can be such a genius at quantum physics, without having a clue about numbers with dollar signs in front of them."

"What I'll never understand," Carol mumbled under breath, "is how you can be such a genius at being a kill-joy."

"Huh? What was that? Oh - how about you look into ordering some Chinese or pizza or something? I'm sure our hosts would appreciate a bite to eat when they get home from work. We won't have much time before heading into the City for the show."

Bob whistled happily as he headed back upstairs to Ted's study.

Carol sighed. Bob and his stupid accounting. Bored, she began circling slowly throughout the first floor of the house. She had spent countless hours here before the move. The familiar furnishings and pictures comforted her.