Sally sat waiting in the cafe for thirty minutes. She was just about to call James when he came swiftly in the door and collapsed in the chair.
“What happened?” Sally asked.
“Life got a little complicated and I couldn’t get away,” said James.
“Oh,” she said. Sally knew that James was working on a new project that was eating his life. It was killing their life though. Especially their sex life. What she wasn’t sure of was how to fix it.
They ordered their food and chit-chatted about little things. When it came, they ate and continued the small talk. Sally finished first as she’d ordered just a salad.
“So, when are things going to ease up?” she asked in regards to his project.
“Well, they should improve in a month or so. Things are just so hectic and I have meetings to go to and…” he stopped talking when he saw the look on her face.
“James, When are you going to take control of this project instead of letting it control you?” she asked. Over a year ago, her own life had been in turmoil. James with the help of his friend David, aka Boris, had figured out a plan to help her. It had worked and changed her life in a way she had never expected. They now had a D/s relationship. It wasn’t a 24/7 relationship, but when she needed that release, or they just felt like it, they played. Now she was frustrated and upset, seeing her James, her Dom so out of control.
“Um…” James started.
“I was wondering the same thing myself,” said David as he pulled up a chair from behind James.
James turned, saw David and realized that it was Boris who was at home.
“I…um… Hi David,” James said at last.
“Hello James. Answer Sally’s question,” David/Boris said.
James took a deep breath. He looked from his friend to his wife and back again. “I don’t know,” he said at last.
“Always a wise answer. Now show me your schedule,” said Boris.
James blinked. If the change in vocal tones wasn’t enough, he swore that the man sitting next to him had just grown three inches. He grabbed his briefcase and cleared a spot on the table. He pulled out his dayplanner, netbook and a small mountain of papers. He also set his smartphone on top of the papers. “There you go,” he said quietly.
Boris started looking at the papers. Then he opened the dayplanner. After that, he motioned for James to start up the netbook. James did and pulled up the relevant files. After about fifteen minutes, Boris closed everything up and stood. “I want you in your office at home in forty-five minutes,” he said and then left.
Sally started to say something and James just shook his head. He was packing his stuff as fast as he could. It was early evening and if they were lucky, they’d make it home in twenty minutes. Being late was not an option.
Sally paid the bill and headed to her car. She followed James home and parked just as he ran for the house. She hadn’t wanted to call David, but didn’t know what else to do. She and Kerri had talked it over for at least an hour before she called. Sally knew that James and David had worked together on some top secret things for the NSA or some other TLA (three letter acronym) and that David had been the ‘boss’. James had been acting so out of character lately and she hoped this had been the right thing to do.
Sally walked into the house to see the lights on in James’ office and David sitting in a chair while James stood talking. She knew better than to interrupt. David was gone and it was all Boris. She went to the back of the house to find something to do. Laundry, dusting, dishes… anything except being perceived as listening to the conversation in that office.
“So, when did she contact you?” Boris asked.
“Last week. I didn’t realize it was her until I was almost two weeks into the project. I’d asked for an advanced payment for part of the work because I was thinking I needed to hire some help. Then she walked in the door and…” James trailed off.
Boris looked at the work and then back at James. “I didn’t think she was even alive, let alone would still have a hold over you,” he said.
“No, I thought she was dead as well. If I’d have known she was behind this, I’d have called you right away,” said James.
“Does she know I’m around?” asked Boris.
“No. Not that I know of. I’ve never mentioned you in any way, nor the club. All meetings for this project have been done in public places,” said James.
“Alright. This is what we are going to do,” said Boris. He motioned for James to sit. They talked for nearly an hour. Then James went and found Sally.
Sally was curled up reading a book when James walked into the room. He motioned for her to follow, which she did. When they got back to the office, James gave her a chair and he sat down too. Boris was looking over some papers and nodded when they were seated.
“Sally, before we go much farther, I want to thank you for calling me. This situation is much more serious than I’d care to be involved in, but we have no choice. The company that contacted James is a front for a woman we dealt with many years ago. It may well be a legitimate business, but we must deal with two situations,” said Boris.
“Oh, okay,” said Sally, not sure what Boris was really talking about. Spy guy games is all she could think of and that didn’t make sense. Maybe.
“I want you to help James as if he was a client. He’s going to come to your office tomorrow and you and Kerri will work with him to straighten out this mess,” said Boris, pointing to various piles of work. “Once that is straight, because in all honesty, he should have come to you in the first place, we are going to deal with another issue.”
“Okay. And that is?” she asked.
“The woman behind this mess. You and Kerri must be very careful. Never speak of me, and never let your guard down around her,” said Boris.
“What?” said Sally.
“The woman who started this work is a bit of our past come back to haunt us,” said James.
Sally looked at James wondering just how weird this was going to get before she woke up. It had to be a dream. She would wake any second in her chair with her book on her lap.
“I know this sounds weird Sally, but it’s the truth. You know that we worked places that we can’t talk about and this is a piece of that past which ferreted out James. Until we know what she is really doing, we must be careful,” said Boris.
“Alright, what do you want me to do,” said Sally.
Boris began to talk and an hour later, he left. Sally and James were getting ready for bed when she turned to James.
“Am I going to regret any of this?” Sally asked.
“No, I’m actually relieved that you called David. I was so busy stressing that I didn’t turn to the one man I should have. Thank you Sally,” said James. He crawled into bed and settled in to sleep.
“No playtime tonight?” she asked.
“No. I… I just can’t,” he said.
“Alright,” Sally replied and curled up next to James. She’d never known him to turn down sex, unless he was really ill. “What in the hell was this woman?” she wondered as she drifted off to sleep in James’ arms.