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AUTHOR’S NOTE – This story is partly fantasy, partly true. For best effect, read parts 1-13 before this part. The main characters, Sethy and Shinny, are based upon the real women who are active members of the XHamster community, and much of these characters reflect the true women. The photos included in this story of Sethy and Shinny are of the real women and are here with their permission. Both are readers of and supportive of the Sethy series. Be advised there is no sex in this part of the story so if that is what you are reading for, give this one a miss.
This story is the property of the author and cannot be copied or used in part or in entirety without express written consent of the author.
Sethy – Part f******n – Strange Woman
ROD
After the unexpected afternoon tryst with Shinny, she offered to stay to help explain to Sethy what had happened between us. It was a kind and warmhearted offer from Shinny but I declined it. She was trying to help but I knew that this was a conversation that had to happen between just Sethy and me. I could not make excuses and I had to make sure that Sethy knew and understood what and how it happened with Shinny.
Shinny gave me a warm kiss. My eyes followed her as she went to the door and departed giving me a last look to see if I had changed my mind. She opened the door, walked through it, and closed it behind her. I was alone now, alone with myself to wonder how I was going to tell Sethy what had happened with Shinny. I knew I had to tell her the truth, but I wondered how to contextualize the story. I certainly wanted to minimize the hurt to Sethy and the damage which this might cause to our relationship. I expected her back shortly after 5pm when her work day should be ending, but I was not sure how long her all-day meeting might go. From my own experience I knew that sometimes meetings ran long if the team was being especially productive. She had not called that day so I suspected that the day was being productive for her and her team.
Five o’clock came. I had been thinking about it nonstop since Shinny left but I still was not sure to how tell her about Shinny and me. I expected to hear her footsteps at any time and then to have to somehow tell her the story. Minutes dragged by. 5:30. Six o’clock came after what seemed like two hours. Time seemed to stand still. 6:30. I picked up the phone and called her. “Hi, this is Sethy, leave me a message and I’ll get back to you” in that voice I loved.
I left her a voicemail. “Hi dear, when will you be getting home? I’m missing you. I love you.”
Seven pm came with no return call and no steps approaching the door. It grew dark outside. I was starting to get worried. I thought to myself, “God, has she found out already about Shinny and me? Is she upset and angry?” My mind was starting to shift into overdrive trying to come up with hypotheses to explain why Sethy had not come home yet.
At 7:30 I called Shinny. “Shinny, Sethy has not come home yet and has not called. Have you heard from her?”
“No Rod, I have not. Did you try calling her?”
I replied, “Yes, I left her a voicemail, but have not gotten a response. Do you think she somehow found out about you and me today?”
Shinny replied, “How? How would she find out? It is just you and me that know and I have not spoken to her.” There was a pause, and then she resumed, “Do you think Sethy might have come home early and seen or heard us and we did not notice?”
Oh shit. I had not thought of that. “I don’t know Shinny. Maybe. I have to admit I was not paying attention to anything else but you.”
Shinny replied, “Let me call her and I will call you back.” Shinny called me again in a minute or so. “Sorry Rod, I got her voicemail also.” She paused and then, “This is unusual. She told me that she was hoping to wrap up the meeting early today and get back to you as soon as she could.” We both were silent. We both were wondering what to do next. Then Shinny said, “Let me try her office. Maybe they are working late. I will call you right back.”
A minute later Shinny called again. “The office is closed and I got their voicemail. I don’t think anyone is still there”.
“Shinny, should I call the police and report her missing?” I was getting genuinely worried.
“Rod, she is only 2 hours late. The police are going to tell you that she is probably out somewhere and she is fine. Maybe her phone doesn’t have a charge. I’m sure she is fine. Don’t worry. Do you want me to come over?”, Shinny replied.
“No, but thanks for the offer Shinny. I will be OK. I’m just worried about her.”
“Me too Rod, but don’t worry. I’m sure she will call or be home soon”.
I hung up and waited. As much as I dreaded telling her what I did, even more I wanted to hear that door open and hear her voice in greeting. Sethy. Where are you?
Minutes dragged by. 8 o’clock. 9 o’clock.
10 o’clock. I called Shinny again. “Shinny, I’m really worried. She’s not home and she has not called.”
“Rod, I will call the police and let them know she’s not home yet.” Shinny called me back after about 10 minutes. “Rod, the police have been notified and will keep a lookout for her. If they have any news they will call me and then I will call you. OK? Don’t worry.” I thanked Shinny and hung up but I was not feeling any better.
I tried to sleep but who was I k**ding? Sleep would not come. Where could she be? Why didn’t she call? I was sick with anxiety and nervousness. The night never seemed darker. The night never seemed longer. I thought daylight would never come. I may have dozed off for a few minutes once or twice but sleep eluded me that night. Finally, the horizon brightened and the first glimmers of day lightened the sky. I had not eaten in 24 hours and remembered that Sethy had left me some yogurt and fruit in the refrigerator. After eating, my body took over, and I dozed off.
My ringtone from my phone woke me up about 10:30. Could it be Sethy??? My phone display showed it was Shinny. As soon as I picked up, I knew something was wrong. “Rod? Rod? Oh God Rod! Rod, Sethy’s dead Rod! Oh my God she’s dead!” Shinny was frantic. Hysterical.
“Shinny, Shinny. Get a hold of yourself. What do you mean she’s dead?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
“Rod! Rod! The police called! She’s dead. She’s dead. Oh my God! The police found her body on the beach! They want me to come down to identify her. Oh God, oh God, oh God! I cannot go there alone Rod, you must come with me. You must come with me. I can’t!”
I told Shinny to come to the house and we would go together. I couldn’t believe what she had said. Sethy dead? That’s impossible, I thought. She cannot be. She can’t be. She can’t.
Shinny arrived at the house later in tears. I was crying also. We hugged each other a long time. Finally the tears ceased and we regained control of ourselves and washed our faces. We both looked like shit. We got an Uber and went to the morgue. Neither of us said a word the twenty-minute ride there.
We entered the building and met a deputy who took our information and showed us the ID card that was found on the body. That was Sethy’s ID card. Oh my God. I almost fell over. He said she was found on the beach this morning. There was water in her lungs. They thought that she had drowned. I thought that was a little odd. Sethy could swim; she was not a strong swimmer, but I knew she could swim. But even strong swimmers sometimes drown or have a problem in the water.
Then he took us into the morgue. There was a body on a stainless-steel table covered by a white sheet. He removed the sheet and asked us to look at the body. I thought I might faint before he pulled the sheet away, my legs were so weak. When he removed the sheet Shinny burst into tears and fell upon me. I had to hold her up to keep her from falling to the floor. “That’s her. Oh God, that’s Sethy!” Shinny was hysterical.
As I held Shinny and looked at the body, I knew it was not Sethy. This woman looked remarkably like Sethy, but she was not Sethy.
The deputy released us and I walked Shinny outside holding her. I found a bench nearby and guided Shinny to it and sat her down with my arms around her.
“Shinny. Shinny. Listen to me. That was not Sethy. That woman was not Sethy”.
Shinny looked up at me with tears streaming from her eyes. “What? What do you mean it was not Sethy? Oh my poor girl! Of course it was Sethy! You saw the ID card. That was her ID card and that was her! Oh Sethy!!” Shinny started sobbing again.
“Shinny. Shinny. Yes, that was Sethy’s ID, but that was not Sethy. Shinny, listen to me. Listen. Did you notice how long that woman’s hair was? Her hair was at least a couple inches longer than Sethy’s hair”.
“What?? Oh God Rod! Of course it was Sethy!”
“Shinny, those were not the clothes that Sethy was wearing when she left yesterday. She was wearing a short black skirt and a white top. That poor woman back there had on jeans and a grey tee shirt.” I said. I thought back to yesterday morning when Sethy was sitting in her desk chair. She leaned over to adjust one of her heels and I got a full view of her ample cleavage as well as just a glimpse of her panties under her short skirt. (See the photo below)
“What??” Shinny looked up directly into my eyes. Challenging me. Looking to see if I was lying to her to make her feel better. “Are you sure? Are you sure Rod?”
“Yes. I’m sure. Shinny, also, did you see the color of that woman’s fingernails? Her fingernails were red. Shinny, when Sethy left yesterday, her nails were painted pink. Not red.”
Shinny looked deep into my eyes. “Rod, are you sure? Are you sure of this? But that woman looks so much like Sethy.”
“You are right Shinny. She looks remarkably like Sethy. But between the hair length, the clothes, and the color of the fingernail polish, I’m sure that was not Sethy. 100% sure”.
Shinny continued to hold my eyes with hers. Her mouth opened in amazement. “You are sure! You are sure it’s not her! Oh my God! Why didn’t you tell the deputy this? We must go back and tell him that this is not Sethy!” Shinny started to get up from the bench to stand up, but I held onto her.
“Shinny, no. Something is not right here and I want to find out what it is. You are right, that was Sethy’s ID card. I don’t know how that woman got it, but something is wrong here. I cannot put my finger on it right now, but the most important thing right now is to find Sethy. Later we can try to find out why that poor woman has Sethy’s ID card. I do want to go back and ask the deputy who found the body. Don’t say anything to the deputy about what I just told you. Let’s keep this to ourselves for now.”
We walked back to the morgue and learned that the deputy had received a telephone call that morning from a man that told him that he had found the body on the beach. The caller would not identify himself and said he did not want to be involved and hung up. The deputy could not trace the call. The deputy went to the beach, discovered the body, and called an ambulance. Shinny and I thanked him for this information and walked outside again.
“Shinny, something is fucking weird here and I’m going to find out what it is”.
TO BE CONTINUED
This story is the property of the author and cannot be copied or used in part or in entirety without express written consent of the author.
Sethy – Part f******n – Strange Woman
ROD
After the unexpected afternoon tryst with Shinny, she offered to stay to help explain to Sethy what had happened between us. It was a kind and warmhearted offer from Shinny but I declined it. She was trying to help but I knew that this was a conversation that had to happen between just Sethy and me. I could not make excuses and I had to make sure that Sethy knew and understood what and how it happened with Shinny.
Shinny gave me a warm kiss. My eyes followed her as she went to the door and departed giving me a last look to see if I had changed my mind. She opened the door, walked through it, and closed it behind her. I was alone now, alone with myself to wonder how I was going to tell Sethy what had happened with Shinny. I knew I had to tell her the truth, but I wondered how to contextualize the story. I certainly wanted to minimize the hurt to Sethy and the damage which this might cause to our relationship. I expected her back shortly after 5pm when her work day should be ending, but I was not sure how long her all-day meeting might go. From my own experience I knew that sometimes meetings ran long if the team was being especially productive. She had not called that day so I suspected that the day was being productive for her and her team.
Five o’clock came. I had been thinking about it nonstop since Shinny left but I still was not sure to how tell her about Shinny and me. I expected to hear her footsteps at any time and then to have to somehow tell her the story. Minutes dragged by. 5:30. Six o’clock came after what seemed like two hours. Time seemed to stand still. 6:30. I picked up the phone and called her. “Hi, this is Sethy, leave me a message and I’ll get back to you” in that voice I loved.
I left her a voicemail. “Hi dear, when will you be getting home? I’m missing you. I love you.”
Seven pm came with no return call and no steps approaching the door. It grew dark outside. I was starting to get worried. I thought to myself, “God, has she found out already about Shinny and me? Is she upset and angry?” My mind was starting to shift into overdrive trying to come up with hypotheses to explain why Sethy had not come home yet.
At 7:30 I called Shinny. “Shinny, Sethy has not come home yet and has not called. Have you heard from her?”
“No Rod, I have not. Did you try calling her?”
I replied, “Yes, I left her a voicemail, but have not gotten a response. Do you think she somehow found out about you and me today?”
Shinny replied, “How? How would she find out? It is just you and me that know and I have not spoken to her.” There was a pause, and then she resumed, “Do you think Sethy might have come home early and seen or heard us and we did not notice?”
Oh shit. I had not thought of that. “I don’t know Shinny. Maybe. I have to admit I was not paying attention to anything else but you.”
Shinny replied, “Let me call her and I will call you back.” Shinny called me again in a minute or so. “Sorry Rod, I got her voicemail also.” She paused and then, “This is unusual. She told me that she was hoping to wrap up the meeting early today and get back to you as soon as she could.” We both were silent. We both were wondering what to do next. Then Shinny said, “Let me try her office. Maybe they are working late. I will call you right back.”
A minute later Shinny called again. “The office is closed and I got their voicemail. I don’t think anyone is still there”.
“Shinny, should I call the police and report her missing?” I was getting genuinely worried.
“Rod, she is only 2 hours late. The police are going to tell you that she is probably out somewhere and she is fine. Maybe her phone doesn’t have a charge. I’m sure she is fine. Don’t worry. Do you want me to come over?”, Shinny replied.
“No, but thanks for the offer Shinny. I will be OK. I’m just worried about her.”
“Me too Rod, but don’t worry. I’m sure she will call or be home soon”.
I hung up and waited. As much as I dreaded telling her what I did, even more I wanted to hear that door open and hear her voice in greeting. Sethy. Where are you?
Minutes dragged by. 8 o’clock. 9 o’clock.
10 o’clock. I called Shinny again. “Shinny, I’m really worried. She’s not home and she has not called.”
“Rod, I will call the police and let them know she’s not home yet.” Shinny called me back after about 10 minutes. “Rod, the police have been notified and will keep a lookout for her. If they have any news they will call me and then I will call you. OK? Don’t worry.” I thanked Shinny and hung up but I was not feeling any better.
I tried to sleep but who was I k**ding? Sleep would not come. Where could she be? Why didn’t she call? I was sick with anxiety and nervousness. The night never seemed darker. The night never seemed longer. I thought daylight would never come. I may have dozed off for a few minutes once or twice but sleep eluded me that night. Finally, the horizon brightened and the first glimmers of day lightened the sky. I had not eaten in 24 hours and remembered that Sethy had left me some yogurt and fruit in the refrigerator. After eating, my body took over, and I dozed off.
My ringtone from my phone woke me up about 10:30. Could it be Sethy??? My phone display showed it was Shinny. As soon as I picked up, I knew something was wrong. “Rod? Rod? Oh God Rod! Rod, Sethy’s dead Rod! Oh my God she’s dead!” Shinny was frantic. Hysterical.
“Shinny, Shinny. Get a hold of yourself. What do you mean she’s dead?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
“Rod! Rod! The police called! She’s dead. She’s dead. Oh my God! The police found her body on the beach! They want me to come down to identify her. Oh God, oh God, oh God! I cannot go there alone Rod, you must come with me. You must come with me. I can’t!”
I told Shinny to come to the house and we would go together. I couldn’t believe what she had said. Sethy dead? That’s impossible, I thought. She cannot be. She can’t be. She can’t.
Shinny arrived at the house later in tears. I was crying also. We hugged each other a long time. Finally the tears ceased and we regained control of ourselves and washed our faces. We both looked like shit. We got an Uber and went to the morgue. Neither of us said a word the twenty-minute ride there.
We entered the building and met a deputy who took our information and showed us the ID card that was found on the body. That was Sethy’s ID card. Oh my God. I almost fell over. He said she was found on the beach this morning. There was water in her lungs. They thought that she had drowned. I thought that was a little odd. Sethy could swim; she was not a strong swimmer, but I knew she could swim. But even strong swimmers sometimes drown or have a problem in the water.
Then he took us into the morgue. There was a body on a stainless-steel table covered by a white sheet. He removed the sheet and asked us to look at the body. I thought I might faint before he pulled the sheet away, my legs were so weak. When he removed the sheet Shinny burst into tears and fell upon me. I had to hold her up to keep her from falling to the floor. “That’s her. Oh God, that’s Sethy!” Shinny was hysterical.
As I held Shinny and looked at the body, I knew it was not Sethy. This woman looked remarkably like Sethy, but she was not Sethy.
The deputy released us and I walked Shinny outside holding her. I found a bench nearby and guided Shinny to it and sat her down with my arms around her.
“Shinny. Shinny. Listen to me. That was not Sethy. That woman was not Sethy”.
Shinny looked up at me with tears streaming from her eyes. “What? What do you mean it was not Sethy? Oh my poor girl! Of course it was Sethy! You saw the ID card. That was her ID card and that was her! Oh Sethy!!” Shinny started sobbing again.
“Shinny. Shinny. Yes, that was Sethy’s ID, but that was not Sethy. Shinny, listen to me. Listen. Did you notice how long that woman’s hair was? Her hair was at least a couple inches longer than Sethy’s hair”.
“What?? Oh God Rod! Of course it was Sethy!”
“Shinny, those were not the clothes that Sethy was wearing when she left yesterday. She was wearing a short black skirt and a white top. That poor woman back there had on jeans and a grey tee shirt.” I said. I thought back to yesterday morning when Sethy was sitting in her desk chair. She leaned over to adjust one of her heels and I got a full view of her ample cleavage as well as just a glimpse of her panties under her short skirt. (See the photo below)
“What??” Shinny looked up directly into my eyes. Challenging me. Looking to see if I was lying to her to make her feel better. “Are you sure? Are you sure Rod?”
“Yes. I’m sure. Shinny, also, did you see the color of that woman’s fingernails? Her fingernails were red. Shinny, when Sethy left yesterday, her nails were painted pink. Not red.”
Shinny looked deep into my eyes. “Rod, are you sure? Are you sure of this? But that woman looks so much like Sethy.”
“You are right Shinny. She looks remarkably like Sethy. But between the hair length, the clothes, and the color of the fingernail polish, I’m sure that was not Sethy. 100% sure”.
Shinny continued to hold my eyes with hers. Her mouth opened in amazement. “You are sure! You are sure it’s not her! Oh my God! Why didn’t you tell the deputy this? We must go back and tell him that this is not Sethy!” Shinny started to get up from the bench to stand up, but I held onto her.
“Shinny, no. Something is not right here and I want to find out what it is. You are right, that was Sethy’s ID card. I don’t know how that woman got it, but something is wrong here. I cannot put my finger on it right now, but the most important thing right now is to find Sethy. Later we can try to find out why that poor woman has Sethy’s ID card. I do want to go back and ask the deputy who found the body. Don’t say anything to the deputy about what I just told you. Let’s keep this to ourselves for now.”
We walked back to the morgue and learned that the deputy had received a telephone call that morning from a man that told him that he had found the body on the beach. The caller would not identify himself and said he did not want to be involved and hung up. The deputy could not trace the call. The deputy went to the beach, discovered the body, and called an ambulance. Shinny and I thanked him for this information and walked outside again.
“Shinny, something is fucking weird here and I’m going to find out what it is”.
TO BE CONTINUED
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