#Chapter 170 – Seduction

The next morning, Delia and Emma sit at the kitchen table, Delia’s phone between them.

“Are you ready for this?” Emma asks, hesitating.

“I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready for this,” Delia says, her eyes wide.

Emma nods, understanding. She knows what she’s asking of Delia. She’s sending her into a situation that was potentially violent, unpredictable, dangerous.

“Hey,” Delia says, reaching out and taking Emma’s hand, reading the worry on her face. “I agreed to this of my own free will. If I wasn’t willing to do it, I would have said no.”

Emma nods, but shakes her head at the same time. “It’s just…it’s not right. It should be me, taking the big risk.”

“Yeah,” Delia says with a smirk, glancing down at her fit body. “But we both know that I’m the better bait.”

Emma just rolls her eyes.

Giving Emma a wink, Delia screws up her courage and grabs the phone, sending the text that they’d carefully crafted this morning.

Delia: Hey. We haven’t talked in a while. But I’ve been thinking about you…

Then, they wait.

The reply takes a long time – hours, it feels like. So long that both women get bored, moving around the kitchen, doing chores to keep the already-spotless place clean. Passing the time.

But then, suddenly, the phone blinks.

A new text message.

Emma stops, holding her breath, staring at it. But Delia moves to pick it up.

Joyce: I’m not surprised. I’ve been thinking about you too.

Delia reads it aloud to Emma and then they both stare at each other.

“What should I write back?” Delia asks quietly.

“I have…no idea.” Emma says, her voice quiet.

“Come on, Emma,” Delia says, putting a hand on her hip in frustration. “He’s your husband. What does he like?”

moment, but Delia holds her

now, and then let him take control later. Let him feel like…he

back to the

on that offer you made so many years

comes back faster this

old seeds finally paid

relief. “He took the bait. We’re having drinks

bar, where she and Evelyn have gone so many times. Then, she puts her phone

you okay?” Delia asks, taking in

“It’s just…it feels so much more real now. So

giving her a small smile. “This is going to work. And then you’re going to have your vengeance. And then we’re going to be free.” Delia whispers the last word like

hand to her forehead. “I kind

says, raising her eyebrows. “If you want

this. “Okay, fine.” She looks into her lover’s eyes, her face growing determined. “Let’s do

my girl,” Delia says, planting a quick peck on Emma’s lips before heading to the bedroom. “So what does bait wear on a date to destroy

laughing, following after her. “Definitely

got from Cliff, her favorite

cool. She looks longingly at the crispy glass of wine, the condensation gathering on the

a long drive after this, and she needs to

a long sip and draining half the

and forces her shoulders not to tense, even as she hears footsteps draw

Joyce say, his voice thick with superiority and control. “She must be

slowly turns to him. “I’m not sure I’d say eager,” she says, looking him up and down.

He puts a hand

drink. Instead, she sits quietly,

Cliff, “I was so interested to get

bored. And I’ve always been…curious. About that offer you made to me a few years ago. I wanted to see

invited Delia to the family’s Christmas party, hoping to have a friend to support her at the event. Delia had

and Joyce was failing. That they had not been able to have children, and that Joyce took it out

her best to laugh them off, seeking to make the night easier for Emma, but when he grabbed her ass and whispered in his ear that he wanted to f**k her, Delia had pushed him away and told him to go to

feisty, and that she should call him someday if she ever wanted a good

was Delia taking him up on that offer. Or, at

drink. Delia

Joyce says languidly. “Do a spin for me. Then I’ll decide if the offer still

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