{"id":18149,"date":"2024-05-20T07:36:16","date_gmt":"2024-05-20T13:36:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=18149"},"modified":"2024-05-20T07:36:16","modified_gmt":"2024-05-20T13:36:16","slug":"its-always-the-same-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=18149","title":{"rendered":"It\u2019s always the same story"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?attachment_id=18150\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-18150\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-18150\" src=\"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/05\/Its-always-the-same-story.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"344\" height=\"423\" srcset=\"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/05\/Its-always-the-same-story.jpg 344w, https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/05\/Its-always-the-same-story-244x300.jpg 244w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 344px) 100vw, 344px\" \/><\/a>Ann got the text message from Robert. Helen had gone shopping for the afternoon. That meant he had some free time. Did she want to come over for a quick fuck? Ann was more than agreeable.<\/p>\n<p>Robert\u2019s car was in the driveway when she pulled up alongside it. She got out and went to the front door. When there was no answer she tried it. It was unlocked.<\/p>\n<p>She went inside to find he had lit some candles for her. How romantic. It was amazing the way he chose not to treat his wife as well as he treated her. Perhaps that\u2019s what made it all the more thrilling by fucking him behind Helen\u2019s back.<\/p>\n<p>She was headed for the bedroom when she heard the shower. Ann smiled inwardly. A good grope in the shower while they were getting all warmed up for a romp in bed sounded great.<\/p>\n<p>She headed down the hall and opened the bathroom door. The shower curtain was closed. She could not see who was behind it. A moment later she felt a blow to the back of her head, knocking her unconscious.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n<p>When she awakened, Ann found herself in the master bedroom lying face down on the bed. A familiar redhead was kneeling on top of her, preventing her from getting back up. Her arms were pinned at her sides by the knees of her assailant, leaving her totally helpless.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNice of you to respond so quickly to my text. I\u2019m glad you could come over on such short notice. Now that I have you alone, I think we should have a little discussion about my husband Robert.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The voice sounded strangely calm. Ann was starting to get a bad feeling about all this. But she decided she might as well put up a protest.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cGet off me, Helen. If you want to talk, then we\u2019ll talk. This part just isn\u2019t funny.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt isn\u2019t meant to be funny. Do you hear me laughing? It\u2019s certainly not funny to me, hun. Adulterous bitches like you are never funny.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat the hell are you talking about?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDon\u2019t play dumb with me, bitch. It insults my intelligence. I know you\u2019re blonde, but you\u2019re not that fucking clueless.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019d better get off me before Robert comes home.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo he\u2019ll do what? \u2026try to convince me you two haven\u2019t been having an affair for months? I found the text messages on his phone. Did you think I wouldn\u2019t find out?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cJust get off me, ok? You need to talk this over with him; not me. I\u2019m not a part of your bad marriage.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh but you are, Ann. You\u2019re a very big part of it now.\u201d That\u2019s when she began inspecting something in her hands.<\/p>\n<p>Ann craned her neck around to have a look. \u201cHey, that\u2019s my scarf! What are you doing with it?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Helen was disturbingly calm. \u201cThat\u2019s funny. He gave me this very same scarf on our anniversary last year. Strange how it just sort of disappeared. I looked all over for it the other day, but I never did find it. At least now I know where it went.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou can have your damn scarf back if you want it; ok? Just get off me!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI would take it back, hun. But he seems to want you to have it. So I think you should keep it.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Ann gasped in alarm as the scarf Helen\u2019s husband had given her was wrapped around her neck. Then she felt it start to tighten. She gasped as she felt it start to cut off her circulation.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re right, hun,\u201d Helen observed, her voice betraying the strain of her pulling on both ends. \u201cI think it looks good on you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo\u2026wait *awk* you can\u2019t\u2026 *urk* please\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes; it definitely looks much better on you. You should keep it, ok? What do you say to that?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Ann could barely get any words out of her mouth\u2026 \u201cYou can\u2019t *gasp* do this *awwwk* to me.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s always the same story, isn\u2019t it? \u2018Girl starts affair with husband &#8211; girl is strangled to death by husband when wife finds out\u2019. By the time he gets home, he\u2019ll find you dead right here on the master bed. Maybe he got tired of you. Or maybe he was afraid you\u2019d spill the beans to his wife.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNO *AWK* pleessssse\u2026\u201d Then Ann\u2019s throat closed off. She couldn\u2019t even force a whisper of air past her parted lips.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI have no idea how many other husbands you\u2019ve fucked in the past. Frankly, I don\u2019t give a shit. However I DO suspect I\u2019ll be doing all wives a favor by taking you out of circulation. I like the irony of that: using my scarf he gave you to stop you from fucking all the husbands around town.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Ann began to thrash around on the bed as her breath was cut off. Her tongue slithered out in surrender, her head feeling as though it was about to explode. Her face flushed red as her eyes went all bloodshot.<\/p>\n<p>There was an exceedingly hard tug on both ends of the scarf. Ann shuddered hard as a death rattle emanated from somewhere deep down her throat. Then she went completely limp on the bed.<\/p>\n<p>Helen kept talking to her as though she was still alive\u2026 \u201cIt really was a nice scarf he gave you. I liked wearing it for a while, but I thought I\u2019d misplaced it. I missed it for a while there, but I thought I\u2019d lost it or left it somewhere. But like I say\u2026 you can have it now. You earned it\u2026 so you keep it.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Helen let go of both ends of the scarf. Ann did not respond. Then Helen calmly walked out of the bedroom and left the house.<\/p>\n<p>She got into her husband\u2019s car and drove off. According to her calculations he would be returning a few minutes later with her car. That\u2019s when he would discover his mistress dead in the master bedroom. She idly wondered how he would handle the situation.<\/p>\n<p>2020 (written Oct 14 \u201920 by riwa. 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