A few of these characters can be found in my previous story “A New Start”.
Chapter One: Background
My name is Sonja and I am thirty years old. Although I am fairly average, my best assets are my long straight black hair and blue eyes. My body is fairly average. I am not a stunning beauty and neither a woman who makes heads turn. I think that my main qualities are my strong sense of duty and loyalty, which I pride, despite the fact that some people find them either boring or annoying.
What I am writing here is the story of my life, at least the recent period of my life. My life has been good to me for many years; I grew up in a loving family, not overly rich but rich nevertheless. This allowed me to attend very good schools and I finally graduated in IT, with one of the highest grades of that year, despite being one of the few women in a mostly male dominated sector. I then completed a Master’s degree in programming and set about to look for a job. With my family’s money I could stop working and live without any problems, but I found a great deal of satisfaction in earning a wage.
Even if I wasn’t a virgin, my sexual and romantic life so far had been something between scarce and non-existent, since at university. I was surrounded by either geeks whose only interest was studying (and that was fine with me), or the jerks who only aimed to score with every female who were on the campus. Anyway I wasn’t interested in a relationship and wanted to focus on my studies.
A year after gaining my degree, I was employed in the IT department of a law firm, surely not what you would have expected with my grades and passion. That would have seen me as employed in a major software house, but I chose it because of two main reasons; first of all it was near my parent’s home and, secondly, I was in charge of the department regarding security and internal systems. This gave me the chance to schedule my work times as I preferred. My parents were already quite old when I was born and, in recent years, their health had deteriorated, so I was able to visit them whenever possible and eventually be ready in case they needed me more.
Twice a week I visited a gym to keep my body toned and do some exercises, since my job wasn’t exactly what you would call physical as most of the time I was sat in front of a computer. Over time I met Nicholas, who was quite charming and before we started talking I observed him for a while and he didn’t seem the typical guy who went into a gym to show off or try hitting with the girls. He was rather reserved and I would say, efficient. He came to the gym, did his training and then left, barely acknowledging the people around, so I was surprised when he started talking to me in a casual and friendly way and didn’t ask me out for many weeks. Probably, had I been more experienced, I wouldn’t have fallen for him so easily but, as I said, my experience in the matter was nearly non-existent, I guess putting me in the naïve category.
After one year of dating we were married. We agreed not to have any children, even if I had wanted them, because he felt it would have kept him from his broker job. Two years later my parents died, first dad, in a car accident, and then mom simply couldn’t bear to live without him and a few months later was dead out of desperation, no matter what I did to try and help her. That shattered me, but I coped in focusing on my job and husband. My inheritance was left mostly untouched since I didn’t need it, thanks to my very good pay, and having no children to use it for. Part of it was used to fund my husband in some investments. Another few years passed and, as I mentioned before, I am now thirty and so the story begins.
Chapter Two: My world falls apart
I had to go to a meeting in a nearby city for a couple days, so I left home early to go and collect three colleagues, then get to the highway for a few hours’ drive. Eventually we got to the congress centre. After over an hour waiting with another hundred people for the conference to start, we were given the news that everything was postponed because weather reports in their area meant that the airport there had to close and none of the speakers could get to the centre, so the meeting would have to be rescheduled for another time .
We decided to use our unexpected free day to go shopping, since the hotel was already paid in advance and go back home the following morning. My colleagues wanted to go to a club to see some male stripper show, but being a faithful wife I refused, so I stayed in my hotel room after dinner to study some optimizations for a new application we had installed on our servers.
I tried to phone Nick, but got no answer, which didn’t worry me as when he is involved in some big project he stays at work until late with his cell phone switched off. So, I went to sleep, barely aware of the return of my colleague who was sharing the room, and woke up the following morning feeling ready to start a new day.
After a light breakfast we started our return journey, appreciating the unexpected day off, and by eleven in the morning I was parking my car in the alleyway of my home. I saw my husband’s car there and wondered if his project was already finished and he had returned home to rest. So I entered the house quietly, to avoid disturbing him if he was sleeping. Once inside I heard some strange noises coming from upstairs, and I silently walked to the first floor, stopping outside our bedroom door, which was slightly ajar.
The sight of what was happening there left me speechless and almost paralyzed. There, on our bed, was my husband on all fours and a young woman with a huge strap on brutally fucking his ass, and abusing him verbally.