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The Incident with the Basement Window this story is part of the FanClub (fm:slut wife, 5551 words)

Author: Comshaw Picture in profile
Added: Mar 16 2025Views / Reads: 4459 / 4117 [92%]Story vote: 9.45 (29 votes)
Cindy locks her keys in her van and can't get into her house. When she tries to crawl through an unlocked basement window, she gets stuck and has to call her husband for help. Her husband takes advantage of the situation in an unexpected way.
 


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Cindy pulled the grocery bags out of the passenger side door of her minivan, setting them in a row on the ground. Her mind wasn't on what she was doing, it was filled with thoughts of her kid's soccer schedule. Because her mind was preoccupied with that, she was on auto-pilot for everything else, so when she set the last bag on the ground she reached in and as she had done a hundred times in the past, hit the lock button on the door just before she closed it.

She picked up the bags and trudged to the front door, still thinking about how she had to have her son at one field and her daughter at another across town at the same time. When she got to the front door, she reached into her pocket for her keys to find they weren't there. She searched her pockets and discovered her keys weren't in any of them. She dropped the bags and jogged back to her van.

As she peered in the widow her heart sank. Her keys were lying on the passenger seat where she had left them. As that revelation hit her another just as bad filled her mind. The spare key her husband had given her, encased in a small plastic box with a magnet glued to the back which was supposed to be attached to a hidden exterior location on her van, resided on a shelf in the laundry room. She had never gotten around to putting it on her van. As that thought filtered through her mind another just as disturbing followed. The spare key for the front door they kept hidden in a fake rock next to the front porch was lying on the kitchen counter where her oldest had dropped it instead of ...

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