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Cass’s heart fluttered. Hearing Rebecca say she missed her made Cass want to pack up all her shit and hightail it home. Kids. I’m doing this for the kids.

“I miss you, too, babe. I think I’m going to make it a short day today. Maybe the rest of the week.”

“Cassidy…”

“Just until you’ve gotten used to not having a ton of shit to do, babe.”

“Cassidy, you’re in a children’s hospital. Watch your language.”

“Oops. Sorry. But seriously. I’m ahead of schedule on this mural. I can afford to cut some time.” Cass listened carefully to Rebecca’s tone. She sounded a little better this morning. That was a good sign.

“That sounds good, actually. Do you think you could make it home in time to go over to Ellie and Hunter’s tonight around five-thirty?”

“Yeah, of course! Were we invited over for dinner?”

“Well, I kind of invited us. Ellie will do some yoga with me, and then I will help her cook dinner. See? I’m already starting on my hobby list.”

Cass laughed. “Does that mean we’re going over there every night?”

“No, not every night, wise guy. I called Ellie before I called you. We decided she’d give me a routine and some simple recipes to do throughout the week. But I swear, if you say ‘Ellie’s is better’ one time, I will take you into the playroom….”

“You just realized that’s the perfect reason for me to say it, didn’t you?” Cass joked.

“Yep. Will you be here by four, please, Cassidy?”

Cass checked her watch. It was just past noon now. If she focused, Cass could get a good chunk done by the time she needed to get home. Though…

“Yeah, but it only takes us like fifteen minutes to get to the Vale household. And it doesn’t take me long to shower and get ready.”

“Make it three-thirty,” Rebecca said.

Holy fuck. Cass knew that tone. Her entire body began to tremble with anticipation. “Yes, Mistress.”

“Thank you. Oh, and Cassidy?”

“Yes?”

“I ordered a hot tub.”

With that, Rebecca hung up, and Cass sat there — mouth agape — for a good twenty seconds. She had wondered if Rebecca cutting back on her work was a good idea without a plan in place. But it seemed no plans were working out to be highly lucrative for Cass.

Cass burst into the house at three-twenty-three. She would have been earlier if she hadn’t gotten stuck behind some stupid fender bender. The hours after Rebecca’s phone call dragged so fucking slow. Cass constantly reminded herself that what she was doing at that hospital was important. She and Rebecca had the rest of their lives to be together. Some of these kids would never experience that. That thought helped Cass get a considerable amount done before practically running out of there, the image of Mistress seared in her brain.

“Babe?” She tossed her keys on the table and began peeling off her clothes. As she slipped her shirt over her head, she saw the yellow sticky note.

Take a shower, Cassidy. Then meet me in the playroom. Mistress.

The playroom was a recent addition, and one Cass was ecstatic about. They really were turning this house into their home. They had contemplated getting a new home, but Rebecca wasn’t keen on losing the mermaid mural Cass had painted in the living room. Their compromise was doing some renovations — and additions. At first, the reno was small. They updated the kitchen with new appliances, which neither of them used regularly. Also updated was the downstairs gym area. Rebecca would join Cass sometimes when she was feeling particularly energized. Since Rebecca wasn’t into weight training, Cass wanted to make the space more inviting for her wife. A nice, quiet yoga area and cardio equipment now took up half the space, and Cass was more than happy to divide her space with Rebecca. Now that Rebecca was getting back into yoga, maybe she would spend more time in there getting Cass’s heart racing while stretching in her yoga pants.

Then came the playroom. Both wanted to keep their bedroom for their more intimate moments as a married couple. Mistress was fun, but there was always something a little more treasured when they were just Cassidy and Rebecca. After a few months of going to the club to get their Mistress fix, they decided to build an add-on.

“Best decision ever.” Cass sprinted up the stairs. She was naked in the shower in less than three minutes. Granted, it was a lukewarm shower at best, but that didn’t matter. Mistress was waiting for her.

Mistress was dressed in black today. The patent leather bra with a quilted design hugged her ample breasts like a lover. The waistband of the soft, silk-noil black bikini bottoms was trimmed with the same patent leather. An ultra-cropped leather jacket with the sleeves pushed up and opened to show Mistress’s toned stomach completed the ensemble.

Mistress looked as badass as she felt. As the day wore on, Rebecca became more enamored with the idea of not working so much. The boredom wore off quickly as she began making a list of all the things she had wanted to do but never made the time for. An afternoon romp as Mistress with her sub-wife was high on the list. And Mistress was feeling extra spicy today. What a difference a night of relaxation and a change of pace can make.

She heard the rattle of the doorknob, and Mistress’s heart rate doubled with anticipation. She nearly dropped her pink flog when Cassidy entered the room. Cassidy was barefoot, wearing faded jeans and an unbuttoned white shirt. Her torso tattoos and sleeves were on full display, causing Mistress to salivate.