Suburban Tales: Scarlett

By Hayden Baxter

Jacen and Samanther and a normal married couple with kids, their lives have been drifting apart for sometime.
Samanther's friend Kate has pushed her into reading as she calls it "School mom smut" or "SMS" for short , as well as setting her up on Tinder.
This has opened Samanther's eyes and put her on a course that she never dreamed possible and she was definitely not going to tell he husband.
Jacen although content with life, felt frustrated with the lack of passion in his life. This may all change when a mysterious message appears with instructions.
Should he follow the instructions? Will Samanther go through with her plans? The events that follow may have long lasting affects on their lives and their marriage, for better or for worse.
Suburbia is a dull place, but you never know what is happening behind the closed curtains, unless you have a peek.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Hayden Baxter
• Release date: Oct 23, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370248827

Hayden Baxter

I have only stared writing since the start on 2016. All works are written while on the train, much to he unsuspecting commuters. These are my inspirations for the characters within my books.

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Suburbia

Definition

Noun

Suburbs or the people living in them considered as an identifiable community or class in society the life, customs, etc., of suburbanites

Sexsurbia

Definition

Noun

Intertwined lives and loves of people, community or class who live in Suburbia.

The life, kinks, customs, etc., of Sexsurbanites

Intro

A few miles out from the centre of town sat a very normal area. Tree lined streets peppered the urban sprawl. Ordinary people went about their business not noticing and not concerned with the things that may be happening in the menagerie of houses flats and businesses behind all the closed doors and drawn curtains.

In one of these far from unusual streets lived a very normal couple Jacen and Samanther Larson who were in their late and mid-thirties respectively. Like most working couples their lives were busy with kids, work and trying to make do with how their lives had panned out. Their relationship had been stained in recent months and neither of them were feeling special with each other when they eventually got a free moment to together.

During one of their brief conversations about where their lives had gone and what the future held it had been agreed that they should spend more time together alone and ship the kids off for at least a night but rarely they got the chance and days became weeks and weeks became months.

Chapter 1:

Jacen's Story

It was an ordinary Friday evening; the weather had been fine and warm.

Jacen walked down his road passing the 1930's semi-detached houses as the evening sun reflected off the windows. It had been a long week for him at the stationary company where he worked.

Arriving outside his standard metal suburban front gate at around 6pm he sauntered slowly down the path. He inserted the key to the front door. Normally expecting to find a house full of wife and kids.

Turning the key, he thought of the prospect of an un-enthralling evening of kid’s school homework, dinner and bedtimes. Then maybe an uneventful couple of hours watching the TV. After that getting into a bed with a too tired Samanther and feeling very frustrated about his desires. He sighed and opened the door...

Surprisingly he found it deathly quiet. Walking in and placing his bag on the hallway floor, hanging his coat on the same hook as normal he called out, Hi anyone in? only silence replied.

Thinking they must all be at the shops he wearily walked into the kitchen, looking to see if there was a note or some clue as to where they might be and make himself a cup of coffee.

He stepped in through the door and turned the light switch on to his right.

It was a bit dim in the kitchen, even though it was still light outside.

As he walked over to the kettle he noticed on the table a glass and a bottle of Whisky, the bottle had a piece of paper folded and tucked neatly underneath it. He tilted his head to one side with a puzzled look and a wry smile on his face, pulling the paper free he read it.

On the note, all it had on it was... Text me when you're in X and a mobile number. The number was one Jacen didn't recognize. Was the note meant for him?

The only way he would know would be to text the number. As he dialed the number, in his mind it was starting to spin. [Hi I'm in now who is this?] he pressed send.

Almost immediately a text came back.

BEEP [Have a drink!].

Jacen thought. What the fuck! As he swiftly looked around the kitchen.

BEEP [I said have a drink You naughty boy!].

This was starting to freak him right out just a bit. Quickly he looked at the Whisky and thought just one to steady his resolve, he opened the bottle and poured himself quite a large glass then he took a swig.

BEEP [Feel better? Do you have Snapchat?]

What's Snapchat he thought? Jacen not being the most up to date with social media replied with [No. Sam is this you?] his breathing was speeding up.

BEEP [Download it now and all will become clear X].

His mind was now whirling like a spinning top as he installed the app. It seemed like an eternity while the indicator slowly counted to 100%….

Taking another swig of Whisky and shaking his head, the burning liquid hitting the back of his throat, he opened the app. For a couple of minutes nothing...

BEEP [Have you downloaded It yet X]. Jacen replied [Yes. Sam is this you?] ...

BEEP [I told you to wait and you will know more!]

Another minute passed as Jacen paced around the kitchen, momentarily looking towards the front door half expecting Samanther and the kids to turn up, asking him why he was drinking straight Whisky in the middle of the kitchen?

BEEP BEEP [Snapchat message] ... With anticipation... Jacen opened the message.

Holding his phone in his left hand and his drink in his right, he nearly dropped his drink...

There on his phones screen was a picture of a freshly waxed pussy with the words Do you like? penciled in black eyeliner above it.

Now he didn't know what to do? He kept looking at the front door the same way he did when he was having a quick wank in bed before Samanther came up to bed.

Was this real? Was this Sam? She had never done anything like this before and it was not her number either.

BEEP [Well?] With a nervous shaking hand and a sudden pulse in his cock, he text back [YES!] then carried on [I like it a lot. can I see more of you?].

A reply came back [I ask the questions! Now follow my instructions then if you are good boy maybe?]

Two more swigs and some foot tapping later.

BEEP BEEP [A picture of a patent stiletto heel with the word HEEL] came through, followed by a text [Go upstairs and turn the shower on. I want you clean shaven before you see more but not just your face smiley wink face].

What should he do? He was now so intrigued and he could feel the