Staying Faithful....?

Staying Faithful....?

It can be difficult to do, as our newly engaged heroine is about to find out.

Chapter 1 by cphi cphi

(Make sure you're hitting "Start Game" over there, or this isn't going to make sense!)

(A note to readers: This story is a slow burner. Don't expect saucy scenes right away, unless you deliberately choose the most promiscuous options ;))
(Second note, regarding BDSM content: this is a work of fiction and sexual fantasy. In real life, all power exchange must negotiated and freely entered. This game is a safe space to explore themes of for the purposes of titillation. At any time you have the freedom and power to stop reading any content that makes you uncomfortable. That is your safety.

Chapters that contain anything that goes towards content will be clearly marked. No content in this story should be taken as and endorsement of or in real life.)

(Story Update: I'm eliminating the "Suspicion" stat. I don't really like it, have no good idea for implementing it, and just find it superfluous. I haven't once call for it in a choice or used it to modify the text, so it's going in the bin)

Friday, June 28th. 113 days until the Big Day.

Beth Wilson lay in bed, fingering the white gold band adorned by the modest but sparkling diamond that surrounded her ring finger as the dawn light played on its facets from the window. the bedroom was dim, and the sounds of the shower in the next room gave a pleasant wash of white noise. A white t-shirt and black bikini panties were her usual choice of nightwear, though in the sticky heat of summer, she could just as easily forgo either the panties or the shirt, or both.

It had been New Years Eve when Brian proposed, producing the ring as the ball dropped like some kind of romantic comedy. Beth remembered her shock and joy. They'd been dating for only nine months, and had only just met the previous January. So much had changed, and she could scarcely believe that the wedding was in less than four months. Was it too fast? She often asked herself that question, but Brian loved her...and she loved him, too.... but....

A few weeks after the engagement party, Brian had begun an intense partner track program at the marketing firm. The senior partners had taken a liking to him, and one of the partners was retiring soon, so if Brian was able to prove himself over the next year, he would be a shoo-in. It was unthinkable at his young age, only 29, but a partnership at the firm would mean financial security, and he wouldn't have to kill himself anymore pulling 60-70 hour weeks at the office, trying to impress. Beth looked around the modest bedroom of the two bedroom townhouse, briefly imagining the nice house in the hills they might have once he made it. But...in the meantime, their relationship had changed a bit. Exhaustion and stress had taken a toll on Brian's sex drive, and sometimes they would go weeks without much more than a kiss or a brief, tame encounter, which usually devolved into a stress-relieving blowjob for him without much in return. Beth told herself it was just temporary. Once Brian made partner, things would go back to normal. They'd be married, starting a family and without a worry in the world.
Beth listened to the water and her thoughts drifted back to her childhood....

What was her upbringing like?

Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)