Ladies Man

Ladies Man
By Sandra Connor

Flash Fiction

“You have been a very naughty boy, James.” Laura purred in his ear before stepping back and leaning against the high bed post at the end of the bed.

James pulled at the leather restraints that wrapped around his wrists. “I know and I’m sorry. But you knew what kind of man I was when you married me. I like women. I thought that I made that clear.”

“You did darling,” she replied softly and lowered her gaze before meeting his brown eyes again. “And it was very stupid of me to think that I would be enough.”

James pulled again at the restraints. “Look are you going to let me go or not.”

“I think not.”

Her footsteps echoed down the hall. A door slammed and locked.

The silence surrounded and slowly closed in on the still restrained man.