A Harsh Lesson

A HARSH LESSON

By Michael Scott Taylor

Copyright 2013 Michael Scott Taylor

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

A HARSH
LESSON

ALSO BY MICHAEL SCOTT
TAYLOR

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A HARSH LESSON

Nikki Fox, a stunning blonde with a thin,
lithe, rock-hard body honed in the gym on a daily basis, is
standing in the living room talking to her husband Mark, an equally
fit, ex-college athlete with a full head of brown hair and an
angular, attractively rugged face. Both are in their early thirties
and both look great for their age. They’ve been married for 11
years, each of which has been better than the last.

There are many reasons for their continued
marital success, including a complete openness with one another and
an us-against-the-world attitude. But the biggest factor is their
willingness to engage in deviant, perverted sexual acts; not only
with each other, but involving third (and sometimes even fourth or
fifth) parties.

Over the years, they have participated in
many types of different sexual scenarios, sometimes setting them up
themselves and sometimes letting others do the planning. But
recently they have stumbled upon a game they like to play more than
any other, the specifics of which they are discussing at this very
moment in the living room of their immaculately furnished 3-bedroom
house in the suburbs.

“
Are you sure Cindy’s up for
this?” Nikki says.

“
Positive,” Mark replies.
“I’ve been setting it up for weeks. She’s totally into me. I’ve had
to fight her off with a stick for the last couple of days. She’s
just waiting for you to leave.”

“
And you’re certain it’ll go
the way we want?”

“
Positive,” Mark says. “You
know me. I have a knack for these things.”

“
You do indeed,” Nikki says.
“That’s why I love you so much.”

She steps into him and sticks her tongue
into his mouth. He returns the kiss and they make out, each more
excited than usual. They’ve done this sort of thing before, of
course, but that didn’t make it any less exhilarating.

Nikki breaks off the kiss and grabs Mark’s
cock, gripping it beneath his pants. “I see that you’re already
hard with anticipation.”

Mark runs his fingers under Nikki’s skirt
and rubs her pussy over her panties. “And I see that you’re already
wet.”

“
You know I like the sort of
thing as much as you do.”

“
Which is why I love
you
so much.”

They smile at each other, their faces
conveying genuine emotion.

“
Now go,” Mark says,
slapping Nikki on the ass. “Let’s get this show on the
road.”

#

Five minutes later, Nikki pulls her car out
of the garage and closes the garage door behind her. Two minutes
after that there’s a knock on their front door. Mark looks through
the peephole, just to be sure.

It’s Cindy. She’s wearing a slinky, lacy,
black top and a jean skirt, with lots of makeup and her hair done
up. Her intentions are obvious.

Mark answers the door, opening it and
hustling Cindy into the house and quickly closing the door behind
them, acting like they’re worried about getting caught.

Cindy is a 20-year old girl college student
that lives down the street who’s home for the summer. She’s a cute
little long-haired brunette with a thin frame, small but perky
tits, a great ass, and legs that didn’t quit. But more importantly,
the word around the neighborhood is that not only is she a total
slut, but that she just adores older men. Which is why Mark and
Nikki chose her for their little game.

“
Are you sure your wife is
gone for the whole day?” Cindy asks Mark as he leads her up the
stairs to the bedroom, not wasting any time.

“
Positive,” Mark says.
“We’ve got at least three hours until she comes home. And I’m
planning on using all of them.”

Cindy giggled and grabbed his ass as they
climbed the stairs.

“
Are you sure you can last
that long?” Cindy asks.

“
I’m like the energizer
bunny,” Mark says, looking back at her. “I keep going, and going,
and going . . .”

“
I certainly hope so,” Cindy
says as they come to the top of the stairs. “Because I’ve haven’t
had a good fucking since I’ve been back from college. All the boys
around here are lame.”

#

Thirty seconds later they’re in the bedroom.
Mark’s pants are around his ankles and Cindy is on her knees, with
one hand gripping the base of his cock and her lips wrapped around
the tip.

“
Do you like how I suck your
cock, baby?” Cindy asks, taking a moment to slip it out of her
mouth.

“
I fucking love it,” Mark
says, his head cocked a little sideways, listening.

And sure enough, a few moments later, the
sound of the front door opening and then closing is audible
throughout the house.

Cindy quickly pulls her mouth off Mark’s
cock and looks up at him.

“
Who’s that?” she
whispers.

“
It must be Nikki,” Mark
says, acting surprised.

“
I thought you said she was
gone for the day?” Cindy whispers desperately.

“
She was supposed to be,”
Mark whispers back. They can hear the sounds of Nikki rummaging
around downstairs. Marks pulls his boxers and pants back up and
buttons them.

“
What do we do?” Cindy
asks.

“
Nothing,” Mark replies.
“She probably just forgot something. She’ll be back out the door
within seconds.”

But immediately after the words leave Mark’s
mouth Nikki calls out to him.

“
Mark? Mark, honey, have you
seen my cell phone?”

“
I think it’s downstairs,”
Mark calls out. Cindy is still on her knees on the floor, looking
frightened and nervous.

“
I can’t find it,” Nikki
says. “I think I may have left it in our room.”

Cindy curses under her breath and starts to
climb to her feet.

“
No, it’s not in here,” Mark
calls out.

“
I’m pretty sure it is,”
Nikki says. The sound of her footsteps on the hardwood stairs is
audible. “I’m coming up to check.”

“
What do I do?” Cindy says,
panicked.

“
Go hide in the closet,”
Mark says quickly.

“
But what if she looks for
her phone in there?” Cindy says.

“
She won’t,” Mark replies,
forcing himself not to smile. He gives Cindy a little push in the
direction of the closet. “Now go! Hurry!”

Cindy quickly moves to the other side of the
room and scrambled into the walk-in closet and closes the door
behind her.

No more than five seconds later, Nikki
enters the room. She has a curious little smile on her face and she
gives Mark a wink. He winks back and returns her smile.

“
Are you sure you haven’t
seen it in here?” Nikki asks Mark, her tone not reflecting her
knowledge of the situation.

“
Positive,” Mark says. “I’ve
looked everywhere.” He flicks his head towards the
closet.

“
Is she in there?” Nikki
mouths without saying the words aloud.

Mark nods.

“
I think I left it in my
pants yesterday,” Nikki says aloud.

“
In the bathroom?” Mark
asks.

“
No,” Nikki replies. “In the
closet.”

“
They’re not in there,” Mark
says, grinning widely all the while.

“
Of course they are,” Nikki
says. “I hung them up yesterday after I wore them.”

“
Are you sure?” Mark says.
“I thought you put them in the laundry already.”

“
Don’t be ridiculous,” Nikki
says, moving towards the closet. “I know right where I put
them.”

“
Wait,” Mark says, more
loudly than necessary, still playing the part for Cindy’s benefit.
“I think I saw your phone downstairs.”

“
Why are you acting so
funny?” Nikki says, putting her hand on the closet door handle in
an attempt to ramp up Cindy’s anxiety. “Is there something in the
closet you don’t want me to see?”

“
No,” Mark says, barely able
to keep from cracking up. “It’s nothing like that.”

Nikki lets the silence build for a few
moments, then says, “Bullshit. What the fuck did you stash in
there? Your fucking girlfriend?”

“
No,” Mark says, his smile
larger than ever. He’s practically giddy with excitement. “Of
course not. Don’t be ridiculous.”

“
If I’m being ridiculous,
then it doesn’t matter if I open this closet, does it?” Nikki says,
turning the handle but not opening the door yet. She wants to make
Cindy sweat it for a little while longer.

“
If that’s what you want to
do,” Mark says.

“
You really don’t care?”
Nikki says, opening the door just a little bit.

“
Not at all,” Mark
says.

Nikki closes the door and lets go of the
handle. “Well, in that case, maybe I should look somewhere else for
my phone. I don’t I left it in my pants anyway.”

“
Like I said, whatever you
want,” Mark says.

“
I think I may have put my
pants in the bathroom after all,” Nikki says. “Can you go take a
look for me?”

“
Sure,” Mark replies. “Which
pants did you say they were in?”

“
My black jeans,” Nikki
says.

“
Okay, I’ll check,” Mark
says, not making a move.

“
Go!” Nikki whispers, waving
Mark away. She wants the situation to play out as real as possible
to fool Cindy. If she realizes it’s a setup that’ll take some of
the fun away. “And wipe that smile off your face!” she adds,
whispering that too.

Mark turns and walks into the bathroom,
trying unsuccessfully to stop grinning. Meanwhile, Nikki again
grabs ahold of the door handle and opens the door to the walk-in
closet.

“
Let’s see what you’re
hiding in here,” she says under her breath, flipping on the light
to reveal two legs protruding from the bottom of Mark’s
shirts.

Nikki spreads the shirts apart, revealing
Cindy. She’s got a scared look on her face and tears are dripping
down her face.

“
Well, what the fuck do we
have here?” Nikki says, staring down at Cindy. “You’re that girl
from down the street, right?”

Cindy nods.

“
Cindy, right?”

Cindy nods again.

“
Care to tell me what the
fuck you’re doing in my closet?” Nikki asks, her voice
harsh.

Cindy shakes her head.

“
Yeah, I didn’t think you
would,” Nikki says. She grabs Cindy by the hair and uses it to pull
the younger girl out of the closet. “Come on, you little slut. Time
to pay the piper.”

Nikki drags Cindy out of the closet and into
the bedroom.

“
On your knees,” Nikki says
to Cindy. “Right here, in the middle of the floor.”

Cindy does as she’s told.

Two seconds later, Mark walks in. “Uh-oh,”
he says, trying to look and sound dismayed.

“
Uh-oh is right,” Nikki
says. “What about you, Mark? Do you feel like explaining what’s
going on here?”

“
Well, uh—” Mark
starts.

“
Just shut the fuck up,”
Nikki says. “Nobody has to explain anything. It’s pretty fucking
obvious what’s going on here.”