by J. M. Witt
My email is [email protected] and it is NOT a corporate account so you can be as free to speak (type) as you would like.
Hope you had a great weekend.
I laughed at his email and knew what he was getting at. How much did I tell him? I sighed and threw caution to the wind.
It is, but it’s my business. I’m Meredith Edits. No one else has access to it.
Weekend is ending soon. Kids go to school tomorrow, thank God.
Hope you had a good weekend as well!
I looked to the clock. It was late and I had to get the kids’ snacks and lunches ready for the morning. Heading to the kitchen, I did just that and sure enough when I came back to my laptop, another email awaited me.
Lol. Well – that makes it easier and should be discreet. However, it only takes one error of judgement to get some lunatic stalker that requires a lot of admin changes. Been there. NOT fun and it made me very cautious. Luckily it was a while ago. Send me a note and I will respond. Weekend was great. Getting ready to work out before bed.
So clearly he’d been down this road before. It was oddly reassuring. At least one of us wasn’t navigating blindly.
TO: [email protected]
10:39 PM
Subject: Hey there
I understand the caution. People tend to forget that we’re all just people.
I’m looking forward to getting back to my gym routine tomorrow now that the kids will be back in school.
~Meredith
Sending an additional email through KinkyFodder, I let him know that he had an email waiting from my personal email account.
TO: [email protected]
10:44 PM
Subject: Meredith – Re: Hey there
Hello... what do you edit/write? I have a degree in Engineering and Business (double major). I’m one of those unusual engineers that can write and actually find it important.
I started giggling. This was going to be fun.
TO: [email protected]
10:47 PM
Subject: Re: Meredith – Re: Hey there
Would you like to take any guesses?!
LOL
TO: [email protected]
10:49 PM
Subject: Re: Meredith – Re: Hey there
Not really... but now you have me wondering... :)
TO: [email protected]
10:54 PM
Subject: Re: Meredith – Re: Hey there
I mostly edit adult romance, 18+ highly recommended. I’ve been toying with the idea of writing my first book, which would be adult as well.
Writing has always been a passion of mine, but I let it slip away. Thinking it’s time to get it back.
TO: [email protected]
11:07 PM
Subject: Re: Meredith – Re: Hey there
Ok. Just did some cyber snooping... damn... lol. How long have you been doing that? That has to make the conversations with the husband a lot more interesting... “honey – read the fucking books!!!”
How did you get into that genre?
And that is NOT what I was thinking at all. I was thinking something benign like child books or cooking.
TO: [email protected]
11:26 PM
Subject: Re: Meredith – Re: Hey there
LMAO. Yes, we’ve had arguments about it because he refuses to read anything I edit, let alone write. Yes, I confess, I’m a dirty bird.
I used to write ‘romance’ stories as a young girl, I just didn’t realize they were ‘romance’ books then. Everyone presumes I edit children’s books and I just laugh and say that the books I edit create children! Must be my innocent looking face.
I picked this genre because, admittedly, I enjoy reading it. The kids, editing, and PTA keep me pretty busy.
The joy of cyber snooping. You probably know way more about me now than you may have wanted to know! LOL
TO: [email protected]
11:37 PM
Subject: Re: Meredith – Re: Hey there
My wife read that series that blew up overnight and had me read a few passages. I didn’t read enough to objectively comment, but the buzz in the D/s world was it was ridiculously inaccurate as far as that goes. Granted – most reading it think a sharp smack on the ass is borderline abuse so it may have been pretty over the top and thus adequately salacious.
So – do YOU write what you want?
Maybe if you finish it I will read it if I get a personalized copy... :)
Do the kids know what you edit/write?
TO: [email protected]
11:52 PM
Subject: Re: Meredith – Re: Hey there
I’m sure I know what books you’re referring to and I like to believe the ones I edit (and plan to write) are better and more accurate. That series actually inspired me to get back to writing, but for different reasons.
People need to live a little. A sharp smack on the ass is always welcome.
I would say that I tend to write what I want or what I may be open to.
The kids know, but don’t quite comprehend at their young age. Though some of the teachers at the school know and ask for new reading material and I’m happy to oblige. They don’t know that I’m thinking of writing my own book.
I had to try to get some sleep or I’d regret it in the morning.
A few hours later, I woke and couldn’t resist checking my phone. No email awaited me. I rolled my eyes at myself and flipped to my stomach, forcing myself to sleep.
Chapter Two
R-EVOLVE
IT WAS THE FIRST DAY of school and I was running around the house like a chicken with its head cut off. When I sat down at my laptop for a quick check, I found an email awaiting me.
TO: [email protected]
7:49 AM
Subject: LOL
I guess I have a different perspective/interest on the motivation due to how we were ‘introduced’ :) One good thing about that series is that it brought D/s play more out in the open and now it isn’t so taboo to talk about. My wife still remains mostly vanilla, but has a much better understanding of my ‘kink’.
I just fed the kids and have to get them to school for the first day. After today they will mostly take the bus. My wife works at the hospital and just left for the day. Helps that I work from home, travel some, and can be here when she’s not to help with the myriad of events the kids attend.
I think a sharp smack on the ass is just the start... :)
I decided to quickly respond, liking the fact that we were both busy with similar activities. Was it odd that I didn’t find it weird to be talking to a dad who was doing typical ‘mom’ duties? If anything, it was nice because I felt like it was just another thing we had in common.
TO: [email protected]
8:14 AM
Subject: Re: LOL
LMAO. I’m cracking up. I’m currently running around like a chicken with its head cut off. My kids just finished breakfast and this is the first year they’ll all be on the same schedule, the youngest starting kindergarten!
My husband travels a lot and I enjoy the break.
Yes, I appreciate the exposure that series brought D/s. People think it’s about the money, like only the rich enjoy it. It has nothing to do with status. And there’s so much more to it like chemistry and trust, along with needs and wants!
Talk soon.
He typically worked from home, but did travel as well, though not like Todd did. I wasn’t exactly sure what kind of Engineer he was, but had a feeling he was probably in some kind of Sales. I was surrounded by Salesmen; Todd, my father, and him.
“Hmph.” I still didn’t know his name. In due time. We were still just getting to know one another.
Walking the kids into school that morning, I was bombarded with PTA questions. This was a mistake. What the hell had I been thinking or smoking? Taking on the role of President, someone should’ve committed me. I got the kids settled in their classrooms
and tried sneaking out of the building.
“Meredith! Just who I was looking for.” Her voice pierced my ears and my eyes closed. I took a deep breath, put half a smile on my face and turned to face her. “How are things going? This fundraiser needs to be a success if we’re going to get the teachers those smart boards.”
Smiling, “It’s going well. I’m very aware of what needs to be done, Judith.”
Judith was an over-involved parent, but one who refused to serve on the board. She always knew more, was more informed, and knew all the answers about everything. In other words, she was a gossipy know it all bitch who loved making my life miserable.
She looked at my jeans and t-shirt, pulled back hair, and I knew she was judging me. She was one of those Stepford Wives type, except she was newly divorced. Didn’t work, stayed home—with a fulltime nanny—and looked like she’d ordered all her outfits out of a magazine where purses and shoes cost more than my car payments. To say she took her ex-husband to the cleaners was an understatement.
I didn’t give a shit what she thought of me and my clothing choice. Everything about her was always put perfectly in place, including her home. My house was always in the midst of chaos and I was fine with it...to a degree. My house wasn’t dirty, it was lived in. And it’s not like I’d ever have Judith over for tea. Though the thought of making her uncomfortable with the toys that were always scattered across my floor was amusing to me.
“Well, I should get going.” She just pursed her lips and nodded her head in response.
Turning, I made myself walk out the front doors as I rolled my eyes. Once in the sanctuary of my SUV, I cranked the radio and pulled out of the parking lot, making my way to the gym.
As I left the gym some time later, I checked my phone and found an email.
TO: [email protected]
10:13 AM
Subject: Re: LOL
Well – it’s not the money that prevents me from spanking her... She has submissive tendencies and can take a pretty hard spanking. It’s just not her thing – most of the time.
Weekends are packed with family and kids’ activities, but I get downtime when traveling. I set my own schedule so I have a lot of flexibility when needed, which helps.
I didn’t hesitate and responded while sitting in my SUV.
TO: [email protected]
10:39 AM
Subject: Re: LOL
My husband just started spanking. I just can’t figure out if he enjoys it or not. I know I do. He’s not very take charge in the bedroom, which is what I want/need. I get tired of giving suggestions. He jokes that he’s the only one of his friends complaining about his wife’s high libido. Grass is always greener.
Just left the gym. Need to head home and shower before picking up the youngest from Kindergarten.
I got home with just enough time to shower, get some work done, before I had to pick up my youngest—her first day being a half day. When I returned home...another email.
TO: [email protected]
1:04 PM
Subject: Re: LOL
I understand the dilemma. My wife says the same thing about her peers. They’re all sex starved and/or their husbands are lame in bed. She, herself, is one and done. Rarely does she have multiple orgasms. I think she has some sort of Catholic guilt. Why would you deny yourself that?
Do you have a nice toned ass? I like spanking a nice firm ass. Nice thought heading into lunch and then my own workout.
TO: [email protected]
1:27 PM
Subject: Re: LOL
I’m such a guy in that way. Stressed, tired, happy...I typically want it. Who doesn’t want/need that release as often as possible?! LOL. Mine is a one and done guy, but will on rare occasion please me more than once...but it usually requires some form of begging.
The church guilt I never understood. I, too, am Catholic and still am like, nope. God created sex for a reason. I’m exploiting it, I know.
I like to think I have a nice ass. I’m not super thin and recently lost weight, but I’ll always have booty. I’m also tall, about 5’10” and will never be ‘petite’. And all the working out just increases my libido.
TO: [email protected]
1:37 PM
Subject: Re: LOL
I prefer athletic/toned over skinny as I tend to think most guys do. Especially if talking about spanking. I don’t want to worry about breaking some starving waif in half while spanking them. I’m 6’1” and 225, mostly in my legs.
I am also Catholic, had a staunch Catholic mother who still attends mass almost daily. She does NOT approve of pre-marital sex, let alone my sordid fetishes.
I giggled to myself. Guys tended to exaggerate their height where women didn’t. I was tempted to respond with, ‘So you’re 5’10” too?’ I decided not to.
TO: [email protected]
1:44 PM
Subject: Re: LOL
Yes, I’m sure I’m on the prayer list at my mother’s church. Me and the porn I read and edit. Wait till she finds out I’m writing it! LOL
Definitely working on the toning. I need to lift more. Just need to get into a routine. I try to go 5-6 days a week. I’m a slight masochist and enjoy the pain.
I keep waiting for my husband to tie me up and fuck me into next week. I’d like to feel it for a day or three after. No point in denying it...given how we were ‘introduced’.
Christ! Did I really just send that? I was in the kitchen when my email pinged again. Deep breath. I sat down at my desk to read and reply.
TO: [email protected]
2:21 PM
Subject: Re: LOL
I have no problem providing a spanking that will be felt for several days... :)
I became flushed as I read his response. This was way too much fun. I crossed my legs, well aware of the throb that had begun.
TO: [email protected]
2:29 PM
Subject: Re: LOL
And there’s the opening. Lips pursed, I sit here smiling. ‘A spanking that will be felt for SEVERAL days.’
I’ve been very bad... ;)
Pressing my lips together I waited an agonizing ten minutes for his response.
TO: [email protected]
2:40 PM
Subject: Re: LOL
It’s amazing how something that will/should give an opposite reaction to a smile will bring a smile to one’s face. Ahhh...the joy of the D/s dynamic.
Thinking about which paddle would be most suited for you...
I was well aware of the sigh that slipped between my lips. I debated what to say as I typed my response.
TO: [email protected]
2:48 PM
Subject: Re: LOL
Yes, we’re definitely wired differently when the thought of pain brings us pleasure! I can feel the burn...and I’ve only experienced bare hands.
I hadn’t even had a chance to catch my breath when his reply came through.
TO: [email protected]
2:51 PM
Subject: Re: LOL
Only bare hands...?! Oh, you poor child...there is SO much more. :)
I’m off to run some errands before picking up the kids. Work out will have to wait until this evening.
TO: [email protected]
2:59 PM
Subject: Re: LOL
I know. I’m deprived! :( LOL
Sorry if I kept you from your workout. Well, sorry, not sorry. LOL
Soon it’d be time to meet the other kids at the bus stop. Music filled my office. R-Evolve by Thirty Seconds To Mars rang through my ears, soon to be replaced with yelling kids. Of course a few more emails were exchanged as well, nothing of great importance. Our emails were clearly all over the map from talking about work, family, relationships, politics, to extremely sordid and filled with naughty innuendo.
Several days later we were still constantly emailing. Some days we only exchanged a few emails and then there were da
ys where our thread was over thirty a day. But there was rarely a day we didn’t exchange an email. Almost every morning I awoke to a message from him and went to bed the same way.
TO: [email protected]
11:55 AM
Subject: Re: Late night...
Good luck with your author’s release today. Hope you don’t have an early morning, but that’s probably the case with the kids.
Not a caffeine drinker? Me either, never tried it as I saw my parents and peers become slaves to it. Guess that is part of my Dominant personality – I like to be in control. :)
TO: [email protected]
12:09 PM
Subject: Re: Late night...
I enjoy the occasional coffee, but prefer flavored over black.
I have some control issues, but, well, I submit under the right circumstances. That sounded really bad...LOL
I loved how we teased and flirted in email and seemingly nothing was lost in translation.
TO: [email protected]
12:51 PM
Subject: Re: Late night...
I prefer strong, confident women that know what they want and know they like being submissive in the bedroom. I don’t want someone that needs to be told what to do or to keep their shit together all day long... :)
TO: [email protected]
12:55 PM
Subject: Re: Late night...
Yeah. I don’t deal well with being told what to do or what I should conform to. Another stigma people don’t get. Just because I enjoy and want to be submissive in the bedroom doesn’t mean I’m not strong and confident. I just want and expect the same from my partner...minus the submissive. Well, I don’t know. There may be a little bit of a switch in me!