Captive Young Wife (Part 2)

Captive Young Wife - II (m/f, i/r, n/c) by Black Demon _______________________________________ Standard Disclaimer! This is a fictional story intended for Adults only! _______________________________________ Karen Atkinson was worried as she was unable to reach her daughter by phone as a recording kept coming on to advise that the number had been disconnected. With her husband Bill away on a business trip, she pondered as to what she could or should now do. She had Bill's cell number and could call him but was hesitant in doing so, knowing how he had been against her going out on her own. Karen had been the one siding with her daughter, wanting her to gain some independence though deep down she was quite protective of her young daughter. Realizing how wrong she had been in giving her okay to Julie, especially when her daughter insisted that she could do it alone, saying she wanted to be 'independent'. When Julie had called to say she found a wonderful place to stay and the rent was reasonable, Karen and her husband were relieved. They had offered to send her money till she got on her feet but Julie advised that she just had a modeling interview and things were quite promising. Karen had made her daughter promise to let her know if she needed any funds to help tide her over and Julie agreed to do so. At the age of 37, Karen could still relate to what Julie was looking for, to be independent and a model in demand. She in fact had done the exact same thing at that age, though the country was not as radical then as it was nowadays, plus the fact that Julie was going to move to a much bigger city that she had done at that time. For Karen, her modeling career had been both fun and profitable, even recalling how it had led her to meeting Bill by chance when she had been on a photo shoot. Thoughts of how she had met Bill flooded her mind, recalling her falling in love with him, then marrying him and starting a family. Once Julie was born, she had decided to end her modeling career and spend her time raising her child and being a housewife until Julie went on off to school. With Bill earning a good salary in his job, Karen took on part-time modeling jobs once Julie was six years of age and thus could combine her modeling with family life. Still, at the age of 37, Karen had heads turning as she passed and even had guys making passes at her during her modeling assignments. She enjoyed being well dressed and looking nice but never did she flaunt her body purposely to get a man's attention. She had only one man in her life and the thought of being with another man never entered her mind. Having concentrated on her modeling career in her younger days, Karen had not dated much and Bill was the only man she had been intimate with. In actuality, her beautiful looks deceived everyone who thought she was a hot little sexpot whereas she was instead rather shy and na?ve. Sitting herself down, Karen desperately tried to think rationally, her heart beating madly due to the concern over her young daughter. 'What if its really nothing and she's having phone problems? But I called the operator who confirmed it was disconnected! Bill's away on an important business meeting and he'll be really upset with me if he has to drop everything at this point, saying its my stupidity for siding with Julie on the move!' she thought to herself. 'Gosh, its only been a few months since she left home!' Karen mulled. 'I even talked to her just over a week ago and asked if she needed some funds! But she said she was doing fine, that some money was coming in from the part-time modeling jobs she had picked up!' she recalled. 'What could have gone wrong in just over a week! That girl has been so stubborn, refusing to ask for any help, afraid her dad will lecture in the 'I told you so' spiel!' her mind raced. 'Maybe I can take a quick flight out to check on her without getting Bill involved or upset at my going! But Bill calls home late each night and would be worried if I didn't answer. Well, I could leave a message on his voice mail, saying that my sister needed some help with getting a sitter for a few days, telling him I'll call him at his hotel each night on my cell phone. Ohhh, but that would mean lying to Bill, something I've never done before! Well, its not like I'm cheating on him and I'm doing it to help our daughter!' she rationalized. Looking at the phone directory, Karen got the number for the airlines and then make the call to find out when the next available flight was. In talking to the reservation clerk, Karen booked a flight that would give her adequate time to pack an overnight bag and allow enough time to make it to the airport. Once she hung up and dialed Bills work number to access his voice mail, leaving him the message of her going to her sister's and that she would call him each night at his hotel. Hurriedly, Karen put some things together in a small overnight bag that would fit in the overhead compartment on the plane, not wanting to waste precious time in waiting for luggage. Then she put on a nice dress and heels, wanting to look presentable and not appear to be a distraught mother when she checked on her daughter's whereabouts in a city that she knew little of. Making the drive to the airport, Karen parked in the long term parking, figuring she may not be getting back for a couple of days or so. Checking in and paying for her one-way ticket as she was unsure exactly what day she would be returning. Once through the security checkpoints and finding a seat in the lounge, she took a deep breath and tried to calm her nerves. Getting on her cell phone, Karen then made a call to her sister, telling her of her problems and advising her what she was up to. She just wanted her sister to be prepared, should Bill call for her there. She was thankful that her sister was so understanding and would tell Bill, if he did call, that she was tied up and would call him right back. Her sister was then to call her on her cell phone so that she could then return Bill's call. The wait at the airport and the two hour flight seemed to take forever and it was nearly 5 p.m. before Karen got out of the airport and hailed a cab. The first sign that she 9819 1.54/512345