This short story is an entry in the 2002 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments
Category: Adult
Soul For Hire
By
Mara Maharakshasa <MaraMahaRakshasa@aol.com>
The kind of work I like least is the kind that doesn't pay. Right behind it: marital disputes, divorce cases, that whole mess. So I wasn't thrilled to be called by Moses Tannenbaum, a local banker buddy, asking me to do some gumshoe work on his daughter-in-law.
"I'll pay double your normal rate," he reluctantly offered, as he saw how little interest I showed.
"A week in advance," I countered, trying to derail the deal.
"Done! Now, get on it!"
His son, Abe, a miserable little specimen, is in real estate. He's been in the doghouse with old man Moses for three years after marrying Shirley, a New York college student-cum-waitress with a lot of pizzazz, ten years younger than him. I'm shown a photo. She looks kind of foxy, if you want my opinion. As I discovered, as the pair of them taught me about three dozen new Yiddish synonyms for 'whore,' while we wolfed down corned beef sandwiches at Nathan's, the local deli.
"There are no kids," Moses complains. "But, then, whose fault is that?"
"Dad, please..."
"So tell him what she just did," Moses grumbles.
"Well, she disappears one day..." his son begins.
"One day! The shabbas, you little putz!"
"Right. And she comes home, stinking of beer ..."
"With her knickers in her handbag, no less!" "Right, and when she takes her dress off to go take a shower ..."
"She's always doing that! Taking her clothes off!"
"...I see she's got red stripes all over her tusch, like the American flag!"
"Have you ever heard of such a thing! If your dear mother was alive, Abe, she'd..." I interrupt. "Okay. Let me get this straight. She's gone all day, she comes back drunk, there's evidence of adultery? What are we saying?"
"That's it!" Moses glowers. "Now, Mr. Dick, you find out what she's been up to, and put a stop to it!"
Shirley's feeble cover story, Abe said, was that she'd been 'sitting on a cane chair,' at a friend's house. I take a cruise by there, to see there's nothing but plastic chairs on the deck. Ha!
A couple of days of quiet stalking finally pay off. She drives out to the suburbs, deep in the Valley. I watch her park her Mercedes in a McMansion driveway and disappear indoors.
Within a few minutes I've slipped into the enclosed back garden, and watch with interest. The shades aren't even drawn.
Well, it's not strictly adultery by my book. But it'd sure blow a gasket with Moses and Abe.
Shirley is bent over a trestle, naked, with a dildo crammed in her pussy, getting some angry stripes from a cane-wielding younger Hispanic woman. I pop a series of revealing digital photos, then ring the doorbell.
They appear, in dressing gowns. I hand them my business card.
"At your service, ladies. I'm working for Moses and Abe Tannenbaum. The counterbidding starts at $30,000..."
Shirley yells: "You cheap bastard!"
"Never cheap. Make that $50,000, and a blowjob."
The End
© Copyright by Mara Maharakshasa, 2002. All rights are reserved by the author. Do not retransmit, store (except for personal use) or publish without permission.
Reviews
Dyke Grrl <dyke.grrl(at)verizon(dot)net>
This story captures the mood of private eye stories, and offers an amusing twist on it. I like the interplay between the father and son as they are hiring the private eye especially well. It would have been nice to have more character and plot development in the story--in some ways, it felt as though things were just happening, and I didn't always understand why things happened as they did (that is, why was the wife seeing a woman outside of town for her caning? What was the relationship between her and her husband?). Good job overall.
Jodi <ladiejj(at)webtv(dot)net>
This story is very funny. It is a great PI story. It has lots of great details and descriptions and well as good dialogue. The exchange with the father and son telling the story is hilarious. The glimpse of the caning we get is hot. And the last line is priceless... Great Story...
RCG <rcg1574(at)yahoo(dot)com>
This story demonstrates a good grasp of the mood of the detective novel - but the spank seems somewhat accessory.
Steve <steve(at)circuslights(dot)com>
It's an interesting premise, and it's pretty well structured, but it doesn't quite work for me.