X Marks the Spot — (mature audiences only)


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Fandango’s FOWC is intriguing, the Word of the Day Challenge is satisfy, Paula’s 3 Things Challenge Words are insomnia, meringue, basement , and Teresa’s Story Starter Challenge prompt is “X marks the spot.”

Suffering with another bout of insomnia, I decided to get up and cook. Lemon meringue pie sounded so tasty and my family would be surprised and satisfied to have it for breakfast. Soon the house was filled with the aroma of lemons, which woke Larry, my husband, up. Larry snuggled up behind me and kissed my neck, as this is his favorite kind of pie. I let him lick the spoon, then he teetered back to the warm bed until time for him to get up for work.

Still feeling wide awake after the cooking adventure, next on the list was to do a little organizing in the basement. I made sure to give myself courage by having Calamity, our German Shepherd, accompany me. We had been planning on putting a rec room and bar in the basement for awhile but first we had to clear out some of the clutter.

I got started at the northeast corner, starting with the closest box. As things were pulled out and sorted into “keep” and “toss” areas, it was a trip down memory lane with each piece.

My reverie was interrupted by Calamity’s whining at the southwest corner, where there was a small pantry-sized room. The room had shelves filled with empty canning jars when we first moved in 15 years ago, where the jars, cloudy now with dust, still sat. There were also boxes stacked from the previous owners we had never taken the time to open.

Calamity was digging at one of the cardboard boxes on the floor. Unlike the undisturbed dust on the jars, there were fresh fingerprints that had dislocated some of it on this box. Hmmmm intriguing.  I opened it and was hit with a strong smell of expensive perfume. On the top of the contents were a stack of loose folded notebook papers. Picking one up and smelling it, yes, this is what was reeking. Opening one of the folded papers was a long letter, starting “Dearest Lawrence…”. The letter outlined the love affair between Larry and the writer that had been going on for a decade now. The letter was signed, “Your Itty Bitty Grrrrfren. X marks the spot”. I picked up the stack and quickly scanned through each. Each one was signed the same way, ending with “X marks the spot.”

I quietly turned off the lights, then Calamity and I softly tred upstairs.

In the morning, as I said earlier, the family was delighted with the lemon meringue pie. It was a Friday morning. Both kids had plans to spend the night at their friends’ houses.

I said to Larry, “Honey, I think I have a fun way to spend some time tonight.” Larry looked over at me, surprised. Our code words for kink were “fun way.” He sipped his coffee, his mind working overtime, as usually Larry “worked late” on Fridays.

Oh good, honey”, he said.

That night, I laid out the ropes, the toys, and the cuffs (the real ones, not furry fake ones). We sat in front of the fireplace and had a few drinks first. I put Larry’s favorite music on. We made out for a few minutes on the couch, then I led Larry to the bedroom. Soon his arms were snugly cuffed to the head of the four-poster bed. Larry’s legs were secured to the other posts with the rope. In went the ball gag. Then I changed the music to something to fit the occasion – Led Zeppelin, banging it out.

I grabbed the new tube of bright red lipstick I had bought for the occasion. Larry and I had never played with makeup before. His eyes got wide and glassy and his face got flushed. “Honey, we’re playing a new game tonight,” I said as I sat on his chest facing him with the lipstick. I drew a large “X” on his face first, then on his elbows, then on his knees, then finally on his groin area. Being slow on the uptake, Larry still didn’t get it.

I said, “The name of the game is X marks the spot,” as I pulled out the baseball bat.

25 Comments Add yours

  1. Sounds like Larry was in for a real treat.

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    1. msjadeli says:

      That’s one way of putting it. Not sure that’s how Larry would phrase it. You know, this story is all your fault. After your twisting the Peter Peter nursery rhyme, I started thinking what I would do to someone who cheated on me…

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  2. Sadje says:

    He had it coming. But he shouldn’t have been given the pie before this “ treat”

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Sadje, consider it like the last meal before “treat” is carried out 😉

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      1. Sadje says:

        That sounds okay than. Otherwise wasting a good pie on such a scumbag….

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        1. msjadeli says:

          You know what, on second thought, I should have just taken the bat to him while he was sleeping 🙂

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  3. Ooh! I wonder how Larry felt when she hit the sweet spot! 😉

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      1. Really enjoyed it Li.

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        1. msjadeli says:

          Thank you, Punam. It’s a safe way to vent.

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    1. msjadeli says:

      I’m glad you liked it and thought it was fun 🙂

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  4. ghostmmnc says:

    Oh yeah! This started out nice and sweet with a yummy pie, and then ended in sweet revenge! Love it! 🙂

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Thank you, Barbara, you know it!

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Great Addition!


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