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Is the cat home to stay or do the mice continue to play?this story is part of the FanClub (fm:slut wife, 2389 words) [2/5] show all parts

Author: mrs..... Picture in profile
Added: Jul 15 2005Views / Reads: 2361 / 2129 [90%]Part vote: 8.73 (11 votes)
This is part 2 of When the cats away, the mice will play! This part picks up where part 1 ends. Gives other details of the night of sex Mandi and Paul had.
 


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Mandi awoke with a splitting headache. Barely able to stand the light streaming through the window. Finally coming fully awake when the realization of what had happened the previous night that had left her in this state. The thought of what had happened made her nauseous. Quickly throwing back the covers she ran for the bathroom. She barely made it to the sink before vomiting.

Mandi had never been one to drink. Being sheltered growing up she had never been exposed to much alcohol. She had had an occasional glass of champagne at events such as weddings, and other such celebrations. But she had never had hard liquor before as she had the night before. Not only did she wake up with a hangover, but in her drunken haze, she could recall going home with a guy from the club she had just met.

As the events began to unfold in her thoughts, her stomach heaved once again. This time with nothing left in her stomach, all she could do was gag with dry heaves.

Finally the nausea settled down enough so that she could go get a cool washcloth to wash her face with. This was one morning that she was grateful that her husband Jack was still on the road. She felt like he would know if he could see her now just from the guilty look she was convinced was peering back at her from the bathroom mirror.

Returning to the bedroom she glanced at the clock to see that she was ...

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