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Description: Gloria Wilson was going to have a busy day, what with the washing, ironing, getting the evening meal ready for her husband Ed but somewhere a phone was peeping...it was his, he'd forgotten it. There was a message from a woman, one of Ed's golf partners' wives...one of Gloria's friends...she'd sent a picture and she didn't have ironing on her mind...or clothes on her body! Gloria was devastated, what had she done to deserve this but...what had she done to prevent it? It was too late for all that and maybe too late to save her marriage but it was never too late for revenge!

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Publié par	Andrews UK
Date de parution	11 septembre 2012
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781782342366
Langue	English

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FORE!SOME
Revenge is a dish called Gloria

By
Tina Clark

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Fore!some
Published in 2012 by Andrews UK Limited
www.andrewsuk.com
This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, resold, hired out or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior written consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published, and without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.
The characters and situations in this book are entirely imaginary and bear no relation to any real person or actual happening.
Copyright © Tina Clark 2012
The right of Tina Clark to be identified as author of this book has been asserted in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyrights Designs and Patents Act 1988.

Chapter One
Getting the message
‘Peep!’ The trouble with peeps nowadays, is that every damn thing in and out of the kitchen does it and tracking down a rogue peeper can take up most of your day. It’s the kind of noise you find yourself listening for, not really sure if you’re hearing it at all or making it up, ‘Peep!’ Gloria Wilson shook her pretty head in frustration and tried not to hear it. ‘Peep!’
Her iron could peep and she checked to see that she hadn’t left it plugged in, likewise the washing machine and the dishwasher, even the freezer peeped when it wanted attention, then there was the microwave and her little digital camera, she could have left that on somewhere but, no. It sounded like a phone but she had hers there in her bag and her husband Ed was never without his. One way to find out, she’d give him a ring.
The silly tune he had for an incoming call started up right away, so he had forgotten his phone after all. The music led her to the adjoining garage and Ed’s golf bag and there, in the tee pocket; the phone. She would have switched it off but the message icon was blinking and out of idle curiosity she looked to see who it was from. Natalie. As far as Gloria knew there wasn’t anyone of that name at Ed’s work and the only other Natalie she knew was her friend...Gerry’s wife; one of Ed’s golf partners. She’d never done anything like it before, but she pressed the button and read, “Now that you’ve played 18 holes of golf with my husband, do you want to play a-round in mine?”
Gloria nearly dropped the phone; she staggered back and sat down staring at it as though it were a bloody dagger she’d found in his bag. What did it mean, had she misinterpreted it? She read it again and noticed an attachment, which without worrying about now, she opened. No more doubts, there was her friend Natalie standing naked in Gloria’s own bedroom. It was a complete shock to Gloria; she’d never suspected anything was going on. She’d no reason to, everything was fine between her and Ed, or so she’d always thought. Obviously not though.
Suddenly she was in tears and she ran through to the bedroom and threw herself down sobbing and crying, and breaking her fragile little heart. It was all her fault she knew. She’d just left him to go about his business while she’d got on with her stupid part-time job and running the house. She’d been quite happy and not given enough thought to whether he was. Of course it was sex. She’d thought it was all right. They had sex at least once a week, okay, sometimes it was on a Sunday morning before Ed went to play golf and so it was a bit rushed, but he’d never complained. No, that wasn’t true, he had complained in his own way. More than once he’d tried to get her to watch a porno flick with him, “It’s just fun darling,” he’d said, “Get’s the juices flowing!” but it didn’t get hers flowing. She just thought it was rude and walked away and left him. What a fool! That was the open door that her friend Natalie had slipped through!
Somehow, Gloria fell asleep. Perhaps her mind would not accept any more punishment and just switched off. She slept curled up in a little tragic ball for over an hour and wakened up to the washing machine ‘peeping.’ Dully Gloria dragged herself through and emptied the machine and set about hanging the clothes up. More ironing to do, she thought and immediately felt sick and rushed to the bathroom. Ed would be home in just a couple of hours and she didn’t know what to do.
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She couldn’t confront him with it, she knew that. She would just cry and he would be kind and she knew that wasn’t the way these things were meant to go. Why wasn’t she angry, why didn’t she hate him? She just didn’t, that’s all and she didn’t even feel angry...just sad. She needed time. She had to think and she had to stop being so pathetic!
Gloria picked up Ed’s phone again. She would have to delete the message entirely or he would know she had seen it. That way, when Natalie asked about it, they’d think the message had just never arrived somehow. She read it one more time to make sure that the whole thing wasn’t just a nightmare, but there it was, a real nightmare. She opened the photo too and looked at her naked neighbour. Not bad, I suppose, she thought, then she noticed that Natalie had the Brazilian look, if that’s what they call it. Before deleting the message, she copied the text and the picture to the computer and stowed it away in a folder she called, ‘Nattily Presented.’ You can see everything, maybe that’s what they like, she wondered. Gloria had never gone in for anything like that. She had never even liked to look much, down there, perhaps she should. She went into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror and pulled down her pants. She’d always thought it was, natural but now that she’d seen Natalie’s, it just seemed unkempt and unsophisticated. She took scissors from the cabinet and cut a big curl off and dropped it down the toilet, There, that’s a start! and walked out to do that thinking.
She wasn’t going to divorce him, that would only please her mother and it would ruin her life. She loved Ed. Sure he was a shit but it was partly her fault. Complacency, that was it, well it was over now and as for Natalie...the bitch!
Gloria switched on the computer and opened Ed’s user account. She started up the internet and looked through his bookmarks. Half of them were porn sites as she’d known they would be and she spent an hour or more browsing through the most explicit sex imaginable. How tame she had been, she thought and how naïve. The more she looked the more she got into it and some of it was really interesting, for example...blowjobs. It had never really been her thing, but some of these girls had turned it into an art form! Wow! She could do that, and she could enjoy it too, especially now! She liked how compliant the men were, if you took charge it seemed they were more than willing to let you... I never knew that, interesting! Oh, look at that one!
When Ed came home she had the meal on the table and although he thought she was a bit distant he never suspected for a minute that his secret was out. “Anything up with you honey?” he asked her.
“Maybe I should ask you that Ed,” she replied.
That night Ed slept soundly as Gloria lay and cried softly but in the morning with the new light she had new thoughts, the beginnings of a plan...and a need for revenge. First thing as soon as Ed was off to work, it was back on those sites, Gloria had things to learn and she had a list! Next it was time to sort out her bush problem and she had learned about that too. She knew what she wanted and shaving wasn’t the answer, it had to be a wax so she left for town and a little beauty salon she had never been to but she knew would do the job. Inside, the women were not in the least surprised by what she wanted and even had an eye-popping album to help her refine her decision.
It stung like hell but when they held the mirror up to her watering eyes, it was worth it. Gone was the wild grass, replaced by a smooth as silk pussy with a short hair, neat brown patch above it. Now for the rest of the treatment and in only another two hours she was back home and turning her bedroom into a photo shoot!
Like her, her little camera had hidden depths and Gloria knew to set it up as far away from herself as possible and use the telephoto to minimise lens distortion, she also knew to turn off the flash and set it to manual operation. She could take over a thousand high resolution pictures on its little card so she felt confident she would get the five or six good ones she needed, but a drink first and Gloria made it a stiff one, “First of many!” she told herself laughing. After she’d pinned a white sheet to the wall and got the camera mounted on the tripod, came the hard bit; the pose. The drink had helped and Gloria tried out everything she’d seen on the internet using the camera’s delay function. Once she got into it, it was fun and amazingly addictive. She found that the tiniest variations in pose and expression could destroy a great picture and it was important that they were all great pictures.
The rest of the day was spent manipulating and cropping the images on the computer then she carefully composed an A4 page and printed three sheets off. Gloria ran three envelopes through the printer too and she was ready for the post but before she did she took a moment to appraise her work. It was a shame that she had had to cut off her head, but that apart, Gloria was pleased beyond measure at how the composition of photos had turned out. Ed had always told her that she was a fantastic looking woman but for some reason she had always thought he was just being nice. Now with her new hair-do and the positions she’d copied from the net even she didn’t recognise herself and she felt a new confidence arising from the day’s endeavours.
She dropped the envelopes in the mail and started making the evening meal just as Ed walk