Free True Choices by Willow Madison

it's how I think it should be."
    "Oh." He doesn't say anything more, just turns a little and looks down the street. When he turns back, he's grinning again, "So...we don't have to talk about the whole club thing then, right?"
    "Noooo." I shake my hands in front of me and laugh too. "We're good."
     
     

Chapter 8 HER
    "Hey, wake up...this party is for you, ya know?!" Cathy is shaking my leg. I look at my watch, it's only 10:30 but I'm falling asleep on her sofa.
    I sit up more. "Sorry...I've been asleep by 11:00 lately." I rub my eyes and yawn. "Sorry!" I laugh. "Thanks for putting this together!" I hug Cathy again.
    "No problem. I'm glad to celebrate with my fabulous sister-in-law! Now get up and mingle." She pushes me towards my friends.
    I've looked forward to tonight all week. The stress of getting so much work done in such a short period of time, both for me and Max, has been putting a strain on the happiness of seeing all the details come together. I'd hoped that this party would help me to relax again.
    I've hardly seen Max all week. I've seen Jeff more than him! He comes home late and goes straight to his den to keep working, closing the door and only coming out to tell me to go to bed.
    Tonight he was attentive. Sort of. I rub my hands down my butt quickly. He gave me one of his maintenance spankings before leaving for his party. I blush just thinking about it. But we didn't have sex like usual. He just rushed out the door afterwards. Can't be late!
    I take a deep breath and try to enjoy the party again. But I keep looking at my phone wondering if Max will text or call me.
     
     

Chapter 8 HIM
    "Oh...you're finally home?!" She sits up and turns on the bedside lamp. I can tell that she hasn't been asleep. I stand next to the bed and reach for her hair. She looks so pretty with her pout and bed-head, but I frown seeing that she's wearing my t-shirt. And she pulls her head away from my hand slightly.
    "Lose the shirt, Lucy. You know better." I head towards the bathroom.
    She yells after me, "Why do you smell like cheap perfume, Max?!"
    I turn around slowly. She's still sitting in the bed with the shirt on, her eyes narrowed, arms crossed.
    "I'm giving you to the count of three to take that shirt off and wipe that look off your face, little girl. One, two," She quickly whips the shirt off and throws it towards my feet on the first count. But she's only narrowed her eyes more. I take one step towards her with, "Three," and she lowers her head, covering her face with her hands.
    I head into the bathroom again. I've had to pee since leaving the party, too many beers. Sniffing my shirt as I take it off; she's right, all the strippers had a lot of perfume and glitter. It got everywhere. I take off all my clothes and get in the shower.
    It's not long before Lucy comes in. She stands a little away from the shower door, watching me. I open the door and steam avalanches out. "Come here."
    She doesn't move, just keeps looking at me for a moment. "Why do you smell like cheap perfume?" She doesn't have the narrowed look anymore, more of a pout. It's the tone that peaks my anger. Petulant.
    "Get your ass in here now." She jumps, the words reverberating on the tile, adding volume to go along with my edge. She's quick to step into the steam, but stays on the edge.
    I grab her arm and yank her towards me, her feet slipping on the wet tiles. I have a firm grip on her arm though. She isn't going anywhere. I shove her face first against the wall and slap her wet ass hard on her left cheek. She cries out and tries to twist around, but I have her firmly pinned.
    I see a few light pink marks from the spanking earlier. I aim my next three swats on these, pressing hard with my hand, pushing her hips into the tile. The water adds to the sting on my hand, so I know it's adding heat to her ass too. I hit three more times on the same spot, a nice red collage of my handprint forms. I finally let go of her arm, but she stays against the wall,