03-14-2016, 01:31 PM
Reid Bailley, private eye. The year was 1960 and the weather was hot. my oscillating fan did no justice but rid me of it for a bit. A client walked in, a tall redhead dame. Said her name was Louise. "My husband has been acting strange lately" she said. "I'm obviously a hot piece of work but i get no action." "even on his days off". "Find out what he's up to Dick." I obliged and the price was right. $500 would get my car repaired the way i liked it.
So i went to Mr. Sinovian's house, after hours. I wasn't surprised to see a little hanky panky. But to this day have i not seen a sight like this. A tall Black Haired Vixen was standing behind him, in a dominant position. I had heard about this, but i thought it only happened in France. Although New York wasn't much different, in ways.
She was shoving some sort of object into his............derrriere. I know, it took me a while to get used to it. I looked closer and the situation got a tad worse. It was a fireplace blower. you know, those things that kind of resemble blow fish used to put a fire out. She was jammin it up his rear and pushing down lightly. He seemed to be enjoying it.
Case Closed Mrs. Sinovian" i said the next day. "Or should i call you Louise." Your hubby's into something tentatively known as buttplay. Likely got it from France after toking up on barbituates. Now miss, i know between you and me we are sensible people, but it didn't seem to be doing any harm. "oh my, i thought he was having an affair. HOw can you have an affair with your own butthole?"
How can you, indeed, Mrs. Sinovian..........
(P.S. this is my first fanfic i've written in awhile, I welcome CONSTRUCTIVE criticism thanks)
So i went to Mr. Sinovian's house, after hours. I wasn't surprised to see a little hanky panky. But to this day have i not seen a sight like this. A tall Black Haired Vixen was standing behind him, in a dominant position. I had heard about this, but i thought it only happened in France. Although New York wasn't much different, in ways.
She was shoving some sort of object into his............derrriere. I know, it took me a while to get used to it. I looked closer and the situation got a tad worse. It was a fireplace blower. you know, those things that kind of resemble blow fish used to put a fire out. She was jammin it up his rear and pushing down lightly. He seemed to be enjoying it.
Case Closed Mrs. Sinovian" i said the next day. "Or should i call you Louise." Your hubby's into something tentatively known as buttplay. Likely got it from France after toking up on barbituates. Now miss, i know between you and me we are sensible people, but it didn't seem to be doing any harm. "oh my, i thought he was having an affair. HOw can you have an affair with your own butthole?"
How can you, indeed, Mrs. Sinovian..........
(P.S. this is my first fanfic i've written in awhile, I welcome CONSTRUCTIVE criticism thanks)
