Kathy once again cleaned up after dinner as Bob got his things together to go to Weirdopolis for the weekend, as usual. It had become the routine. Every Friday evening at 6pm he would leave and not return until Sunday afternoon, spending all his time – supposedly – playing card games and the like with his mates – supposedly - sleeping over at Stan’s place each Friday and Saturday night.  

It was odd though how she never was able to find out where Stan lived, or what his phone number was. It was also odd that if she tried to phone Bob about anything over the weekend, his phone was usually turned off and she had to leave a message. As time went on, the cost of his weekends away were increasing more and more. The credit card and bank statements started to show the cost of two meals at restaurants instead of one. Floral deliveries. Cash withdrawls. Transactions at hotels.  

Kathy wasn’t stupid. He was obviously fooling around and spending the money on wining and dining another woman… or women. The only thing she wasn’t sure of was whether it was one woman or several. Their sex life had died some time ago, he wasn’t interested anymore in her, and it had reached the point where she preferred to sleep on the sofa anyway. Her interest in sex hadn’t died however, but she kept being the loyal wife regardless. There was more to a marriage than sex after all, and so long as all her other needs were met… well… she could be worse off, and he was a good dad to the kids, even though they were still only babies. She no longer loved him enough to care if he was getting his rocks off elsewhere, and it wasn’t as if he was going to pass on any diseases to her. She would have to have sex with him for that to happen after all!  

It was another typical weekend. Kathy sat at home alone wondering what to do with herself. The kids were asleep. The housework was all done. There was nothing interesting on television. The usual internet surfing was getting dull, she was even becoming disheartened and bored with the usual goings on at Minti. She was bored… and frustrated.  

Picking up the phone book and browsing through the yellow pages for some inspiration as to what she might be able to do with herself on a Saturday night without having to worry about the kids, she opened the book at random and landed on the Adult Entertainment section. Well, now that was an idea! If Bob could spend money on fooling around, surely she could hire someone to satisfy her needs? After all, those that are paid for such services don’t kiss and tell, don’t come knocking on the door with flowers later on, and are totally discrete about it all… She picked up the phone and nervously dialled.  

A woman answered the phone. That gave Kathy a strange sense of relief, because after all, surely a woman would understand her predicament! However, she was quite dismayed to find that only a rare few such services provided male “companions”, and those that did charged horrendous prices that she just couldn’t afford! So much for that idea! But on her last phone call, the woman she spoke to enlightened her a little and gave her something to consider that she had never thought of before… why not hire a woman? A woman is not only cheaper, but will also know how to better please her, and with the use of toys could do anything a man could do only better. Kathy was stunned at that suggestion and hung up the phone, but she later on thought it over during the week while she was going to sleep alone each night on the sofa.  

The following weekend, Bob left at 6pm on Friday as usual. The kids were in bed. Kathy decided, what the heck, why not? Only live once right? If she didn’t like it she could just tell the girl to leave and never go there again. Gathering up the nerve to do so, she gingerly picked up the phone and called up one of the Adult agencies. After talking to the woman on the phone and being reassured that she would be safe, everything would be totally discrete and she would be in total control of her situation, she requested a woman to arrive for her on Saturday night after the children were in bed.   The next day, Kathy was a bundle of nerves. No one came to visit that day and for that she was grateful, as she was sure her nerves about her “date” that night would show to anyone that saw her, and she was not prepared to explain anything! She got through her day as normally as possible, got the kids to bed, had a few strong drinks to calm her nerves as much as she could, and then there was a knock at the door. 

Her heart stopped for a second and then her throat tightened and she couldn’t move. A second knock on the door. She had to answer it. She had gotten this far, it wasn’t going to hurt, at worst it would be uncomfortable and she could just ask the woman to leave. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to gather her courage and answered the door.  

The woman standing before her was a perfectly normal looking woman. She could have been a neighbour, or another mum that went to baby-group. She was a little younger, but not by much.  

“Hello?” Kathy had no idea what else to say. What if it was someone else just asking for directions or the like?  

“Hi, are you Kathy?” asked the woman in a polite and friendly fashion.  

“Umm… yes.”  

“You asked for me to arrive at 9pm?” the woman asked discretely.  

PHEW! It was the person Kathy had expected, only she was expecting someone dressed like one of the girls typically seen in the movies standing on street corners. This was not her image of a hooker at all!  

“Ummm… yes… ummm… come in.” Kathy’s nerves began to show. Not knowing what else to say, she asked tentatively, “Would you like a cup of coffee or something?”  

The woman declined politely, but encouraged Kathy to make one for herself and offered to sit and talk for a bit and let her get comfortable with her presence. This pleasant mannered normal looking woman eased Kathy’s apprehension immensely over the next hour. They just sat and talked, and Kathy ended up telling her all about her failing relationship, her frustrations, her anger at her husband for what she knew he was doing… and eventually she started to cry.  

The woman gave her a comforting hug and from there is where it started. A soft breath of Kathy’s neck. A gentle hand caressing her hair. A soft kiss on her neck...   Kathy quicky succumb to the woman’s caresses and before she knew it they were in the bedroom, bodies entwined, doing things that Kathy never even imagined, and she was enjoying every minute of it! After Kathy had enough, the woman quietly left with her payment and was gone. Kathy slept in the bedroom that night, and slept well, for the first time in over a year.  

For the rest of the week she went back to the sofa as usual, but now every night she was going to sleep thinking about that Saturday night, and longing to feel that way again.  

The following Friday night, Bob left at 6pm again. Again, Kathy phoned the agency and asked for the same woman. She wasn’t available. Well, it wasn’t all new anymore, so she accepted a different woman that was available. The next night, Kathy bypassed the coffee and chat and headed straight for the bedroom.  

For the next eight months, this became Kathy’s routine. While her husband was out fooling around and spending up money on the other woman or women, she was spending some money as well on having just as much fun… probably more! There were a few times that she became more adventurous than normal and hired more than one woman at a time when she could afford to. She often started to question whether she was actually gay, or bi-sexual, but after much consideration she came to realise that wasn’t the case, she was just getting from a woman what she couldn’t get from a man, and there was no emotional attachments, it was purely lustful. 

Everything seemed sweet. She had her dirty little secret and no one knew, and no one would ever find out…  

until…  

One Saturday night at 9:30pm, there was a key in the front door. Kathy thought she heard it but dismissed it as her imagination. Then the bedroom door opened, and before her stood Bob, with an expression of fury and disgust upon his face at seeing her naked upon the bed with another woman.  

To be continued…