Liam and Jamie Peterson

[Rachel]

(posted 5/12)
Liam is a 45 year old novelist that writes romance and mystery novels. Jamie is his 35 year old wife, a former model that has just signed a contract with the Price Agency because she's bored.
They have been married for ten years, have no children and have lived in  their 5 story brownstone home at 110 East 93rd St. for the last 5 years.

Liam does his writing in a large 5th floor studio that gives him a nice view of the city. He goes in there behind closed doors for hours at a time. Jamie won't interrupt him, except for meals.

They are still in love and periodically Liam will bed her, but certainly not often enough to satisfy her inner urges. She loves to read his romantic novels and after a heavy sex scene, she masturbates imagining herself as the female lead with his wild male characters.

[Rachel]

[color=CC0066] I smell a murder here..... [/color]

((Posted by Dara))

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((Posted as Jamie Peterson))

On Thursday, bored and lonely with Liam locked up in his study, I went to the Plaza Hotel bar for a glass of wine. I met an American Airlines stewardess named Brittany at the bar, drank too much wine, and wound up in her Bronx apartment to sober up.

She's as cute as a pin and extremely wild and crazy. She lit a joint and I shared it with her, the first time since I was in college, years ago. One thing led to another and I let her seduce me, my very first experience with a woman. For some strange reason I agreed to fly to Boston with her on Friday and spend the night.

I took a taxi home and snuck in the house around 8:00. Luckily, Liam was still locked up in his study so I was able to make him dinner and not get in serious trouble. He did ask if I was trying a new perfume. He must have smelled Brittany on me. I lied and said it was a fragrance I was using in a photo shoot ad for perfume.

I told him I was flying to Boston on Friday for a special photo shoot on a yacht. He studied my face, shrugged it off and said that was fine. He'd find things to eat in the fridge.

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((Posted as Jamie Peterson))

I woke up Saturday morning, laying there naked in bed with a worn out and still sleeping Brittany. I had somehow managed to avoid having intercourse with her pilot friend, Stan, although I have to admit I was tempted.

Brit and I had been enjoying the hot tub together when I was shocked to see Stan walk in there stark naked. Obviously, Brit and Stan had planned the whole sordid affair. He had the adjoining hotel room at the Hilton and she had unlocked the door.

Stan just joined us in the hot tub, as nonchalant as you please. I kept telling them that since my husband, Liam, had been 'fixed" while married to his previous wife, I wasn't on the pill. Stan said he had condoms, but I wasn't up for the risk. I had never been with a man other than Liam, and for some reason, even though I knew better, I had convinced myself that being seduced by Brit wasn't cheating.

Now, some of the censored oral activity in that hot tub had to be cheating, but as I sat in the bedroom later watching Stan and Brit frolicking in that bed, I convinced myself that I could still tell Liam, that I'd never had intercourse with another man.

[Rachel]

((Posted as Jamie Peterson))

On Saturday night I went down to Mahoney's Irish Pub to try out as a singer. The owner, Dennis Mahoney agreed to let me sing there and I got there early because no way in hell was I wearing that outfit over there.

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I sang Desperado and You've Got A Friend while working the nice little audience. I didn't get paid, of course, but I think Lindsay Davis noticed me. If I make her column as a singer, I'll bet I get some attention!

[Rachel]

((Posted as Jamie Peterson))

Well, I certainly made Lindsay's column…… twice. She did give me a nice lift after watching me sing at Mahoney's, but damn, that piece about kissing Brittany at the airport was a killer if Liam reads it. I destroyed that section in our paper, but now he might hear about it on his computer.

I called Brit and she said to relax. She'll come over and clear the air with Liam if required, tell him we're just friends and Lindsay blows that kind of smoke to make her column interesting.

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((Posted as Jamie Peterson))

I was scared to death after reading Lindsay Davis' weekly column. Liam sat me down and told me he'd read it on the internet. Gee, the internet is dangerous!

I kept trying to weasel my way out of Lindsay's accusations, but Liam was having none of that. When I said I'd call Brittany and bring her over to explain, he actually looked disappointed. It turned out he sort of liked the idea that I might have been fooling around with a female.

I finally conceded the fact that Brit had seduced me while I was drunk. He said as long as it wasn't a man, he was all for it. Thank God he knew nothing about Stan the pilots and that Jacuzzi thing.

He told me to call Brit and ask her to come over. When she arrived he laughed and said he liked the idea and wanted to watch us kiss. We knew he wanted to watch more, but we complied. Of course, it turned into a wild Menage a Trois. I have to admit it was fun.

On Wednesday when I got home from shopping, I found Liam and Brit in the hot tub, having a good time. I was going to object but Liam talked me into stripping down and joining the party. I swear he's in love with Brit already, or at least in heat.

[Rachel]

The rain finally stopped so I called Lindsay and we met in Central Park to walk a few miles. We had just stretched and loosened up when Jamie Peterson walked up. She introduced herself and asked if she could walk with us today and talk to Lindsay.

We agreed and started walking at our normal brisk pace. Lindsay asked Jamie right away if she was upset over last week's column and wanted  to talk about it. Jamie said she wasn’t upset at all since the column had actually helped work things out with her husband Liam. He told her he had no problem with Jamie having affairs with other women, just so no other men were involved.

Turns out what Jamie wanted was for Lindsay not to mention an airline pilot that had the adjoining room with the girls in that Boston Hilton Hotel. They negotiated as we walked and it seems everything is worked out, at least for now.

[Rachel]

((Posted as Jamie Peterson))

Lindsay took me down to the Oasis Club in Manhattan and managed to get me up on stage singing and dancing. The club owner, Paulie Rossi, took a liking to me and hired me at $300 a night plus all the tips I can garner.

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((Posted as Jamie Peterson))

Pleased with my new singing and dancing job at the Oasis, I shared the info with Liam and Brittany.

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((Posted as Jamie Peterson))

I woke up in Brit's bed Saturday morning, after a wild Friday night Menage a Trois with Brittany and Liam in his bed.
Brit made me breakfast in bed and made a suggestion that terrifies me. She wants to slip some adrenaline in Liam's drink and them make wild passionate love with him that can create a heart attack and leave me his fortune. That way Brit and I will own the house and be free to play the field. She says she's bored now and tired of Liam's tight overhanded rules.

I said I just couldn't risk anything like that.