Spying on Hubby

This is another spanking fantasy story. I was requested to post one that is a little more real. OK, it’s still a spanking fantasy, but it is a little more real.

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Newlywed Janine Delvittio had a problem. It wasn’t much of a problem for her, but it was a giant problem for her mother who kept bugging her about it. “How could a wife not know where her husband works?” her mother would practically yell at her every time they talked.

Back when they were dating, Bruce had told her that he was in a combination of sales and management at a small, family-owned business. When she asked what the business was, he replied, “I’m absolutely sure you have never heard of it. It doesn’t appear in any of the regular local business listings. Even the phone is unlisted.” He then smiled at her and said, “Besides, it’s in an industry that you’ve also never heard of and most likely wouldn’t understand.” After a pause and another smile, he said, “Let’s just say it is in a highly-specialized, very profitable niche industry.”

Bruce didn’t say what that industry was, and after already having been rebuffed, Janine didn’t ask. He was a real techie nerd so she assumed it was some sort of engineering company, but he didn’t say. So newlywed, Janine Delvittio continued to have no idea where her handsome husband worked.

Other than that, Bruce was a perfect husband. He made good money… very good money. He was a good lover… though Janine sometimes wished he would be more adventurous. He was always home on time. He was never on the road for business trips. And he even helped with the housework. The only negative thing was that he would not tell his bride where he worked.

Janine decided she could live with that one imperfection… but her mother couldn’t. “He might be some mob hitman for all you know!” her mother hissed one day.

“If so,” Janine replied calmly, “all of his hits are local because he’s never gone overnight.”

Her mother dropped the subject for a while. In fact, she didn’t speak to Janine for several weeks. Janine was about to call and apologize when her mother broke first. Then they both apologized to each other. Mom promised to quit nagging about it, and Janine promised to try to find out “the big secret,” as her mother called it.

First, Janine tried the direct approach. At dinner one evening, she brought up the subject of where Bruce worked. In response, he said quietly, “I thought we agreed that was one area which we would not discuss.”

A few days later, she tried the logical approach. Just as Bruce was about to fall asleep, she said quietly, “Most wives at least know what company their husbands work for. There isn’t just a direct deposit at the bank labeled only ‘Paycheck.’”

“Most, but not all,” Bruce replied without even turning over to look at her. “Besides,” he continued, “what if it were something that might come between us? Would you like that?”

Checkmate. Janine decided to try a different approach. She would follow Bruce to work.

One of the advantages of being married to a techie nerd is that they– or at least this particular techie nerd– are extremely predictable. Bruce always left at exactly the same time every morning, and, if it were like his trips to everywhere else, he always drove exactly the same route. So, Janine invented an excuse to leave before him each morning– she said she was volunteering at the local library– and she followed him.

One of the disadvantages of being married to a techie nerd was that he noticed just about everything. She couldn’t stay behind him for too long, so she couldn’t follow him all the way to work in one day. He would surely notice that. Instead, on the first day she waited two blocks from the house in the direction she knew he would go and followed him for about five blocks. Then she turned off. The next morning, she resumed her slow motion chase, picking up where she had left off the day before.

It took almost three weeks before she finally got to watch him turn into a parking lot next to a old, nondescript brick building with no windows. There were what appeared to be loading docks around the back and a single, glass door in the middle of the front. Above the door, a small sign said, “Delvittio Entertainment.”

“Family business,” she said aloud.