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

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

Cindy giggled and grabbed his ass as theyclimbed the stairs.

“Are you sure you can lastthat long?” Cindy asks.

“I’m like the energizerbunny,” 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’vehaven’t had a good fucking since I’ve been back from college. Allthe 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, withone hand gripping the base of his cock and her lips wrapped aroundthe tip.

“Do you like how I suckyour cock, baby?” Cindy asks, taking a moment to slip it out of hermouth.

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

And sure enough, a few moments later, thesound of the front door opening and then closing is audiblethroughout the house.

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

“Who’s that?” shewhispers.

“It must be Nikki,” Marksays, acting surprised.

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

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

“What do we do?” Cindyasks.

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

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

“Mark? Mark, honey, haveyou seen my cell phone?”

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

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

Cindy curses under her breath and starts toclimb 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 isaudible. “I’m coming up to check.”

“What do I do?” Cindysays, panicked.

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

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

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

Cindy quickly moves to the other side of theroom and scrambled into the walk-in closet and closes the doorbehind her.

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

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

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

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

Mark nods.

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

“In the bathroom?” Markasks.

“No,” Nikki replies. “Inthe 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 worethem.”

“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 putthem.”

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

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

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

Nikki lets the silence build for a fewmoments, then says, “Bullshit. What the fuck did you stash inthere? Your fucking girlfriend?”

“No,” Mark says, his smilelarger than ever. He’s practically giddy with excitement. “Ofcourse 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 makeCindy sweat it for a little while longer.

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

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

“Not at all,” Marksays.

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

“Like I said, whatever youwant,” Mark says.

“I think I may have put mypants in the bathroom after all,” Nikki says. “Can you go take alook for me?”

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

“My black jeans,” Nikkisays.

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

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

Mark turns and walks into the bathroom,trying unsuccessfully to stop grinning. Meanwhile, Nikki againgrabs ahold of the door handle and opens the door to the walk-incloset.

“Let’s see what you’rehiding in here,” she says under her breath, flipping on the lightto reveal two legs protruding from the bottom of Mark’sshirts.

Nikki spreads the shirts apart, revealingCindy. She’s got a scared look on her face and tears are drippingdown her face.

“Well, what the fuck do wehave here?” Nikki says, staring down at Cindy. “You’re that girlfrom down the street, right?”

Cindy nods.

“Cindy, right?”

Cindy nods again.

“Care to tell me what thefuck you’re doing in my closet?” Nikki asks, her voiceharsh.

Cindy shakes her head.

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

Nikki drags Cindy out of the closet and intothe bedroom.

“On your knees,” Nikkisays 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,” Nikkisays. “What about you, Mark? Do you feel like explaining what’sgoing on here?”

“Well, uh—” Markstarts.

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

“Listen, Nikki,” Marksays. “It’s not what you think.”

“Sure it’s not,” Nikkireplies. “Don’t treat me like I’m stupid.”

“I thought you were outfor the day,” Mark says, dropping his head.

“You thought wrong,” Nikkisnaps back.

“Listen, Ijust—”

“Zip it,” Nikki says,pointing at Mark. “I’ll deal with you later. First I’m going todeal with her. She turns her attention to Cindy, who is stillsitting on her knees on the floor, sniffling, trying to stem thetide of her tears. “What about you, Cindy? What do you have to sayfor yourself?”

“I’m sorry?” Cindy says,framing it like a question.

“You aren’t yet,” Nikkisays, still holding onto Cindy’s hair. “But you will be. You’ll bevery sorry.”

“You’re not going to tellmy parents, are you?” Cindy asks.

“I guess that depends,”Nikki says.

“On what?”

“On you.”

“What do youmean?”

“The choice is yours,”Nikki says, “I can either drive you back home and tell your parentsexactly what happened here, or we can dole out your punishmentright here, right now.”