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Chapter #6

Reality Check pt. 2

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My body ran cold with fear as I heard the mother in law shuffling around above me. I lay perfectly still not wanting to get caught in my current position. My hands shook and shivers run down my back as I lay between the sand bags. I was completely on the one bag underneath me with the other bag Kerry shove in was laying half on my body. I thought I heard her leave and decided to make a move for it. I edged my head out from under the sand bag. I strained to hear voices from the kitchen and pushed the bag from my body. I held it above me as I quietly shifted towards the entrance at my feet. My feet got caught in a sheet across the entrance and I wiggled them furiously to get free. I suddenly noticed Kerry’s voice coming back down the hallway and shifted back to position to hide. Shit I thought, I lay nervously in the couch waiting for her to leave again. I left my head to the side of the bag to observe another chance to escape. She was crouching down at my side merely inches from me arranging something. She edged sideways from me and displayed her flared hips hunched onto her heels as she knelt down. Her foot caught the side of the sand bag and pushed lightly into the side of my head. I didn’t flinch for fear of giving my position away. I was shaking again as I caught a glimpse of her generous jogging bottom covered ass and thighs as she knelt beside me. She continued leaning forward on her knees straining her jogging bottoms around her ass and thighs. Her calf’s were flat on the floor with her thighs at 90 degrees to them as she leaned over something. I was utterly terrified of my current predicament. If I got caught now I would be in real trouble. I lay there in complete confusion with her feet inches from my head when I heard
“This is more awkward than I thought”
I heard Kerry give a huff and felt a movement to my side. I flinched a little when her foot hit my shoulder and something pressed into my shoulder and neck slightly. Shit, did she feel me? I thought lying as still as possible. I definitely couldn’t move now in case she felt me. Then something hit the side of my face quite hard. In utter panic I lay there still waiting for her to investigate. I barely had time take a breath when the sound of material rustled around me a little then something pushed onto my head. It was quite pliable at first but then pressed with increasing force until the sand bag splurged over my head. I didn’t know what was happening and had no option but to lie completely still. My heart hammered as the material around me pressed then released in little movements. Only seconds had passed when a sudden increase in pressure half covered my face in a soft mass. I then heard a muffled
“Seems allot to fit in, well, lets have a go”
My entire face was shoved hard in an almighty crush then the pressure was gone.
Something pushed the side of my face hard and I felt the sand bag slide off my head as she rose. I lay exposed under the material as I stared up the backs of her legs as she stood nearly touching my head. Her feet were less than an inch from me as the sand bag slipped away from my upper chest. In what seemed an eternity I watched as she fiddled above me moving slightly and swaying with her attention elsewhere. God I thought, what just happened? I’m going to get caught if I don’t get out soon. I watched the dark blue material covering her thighs from my unusual perspective. They fanned out under the crease of her ass as she stood fiddling. Her plump bum jutted out above her thighs showing a small fold of fat beneath the smooth material. I lay nervously at her feet wondering what to do. I had to wait for her to leave again before trying to get out.
“Sam? You got the pump thing out there?
I heard a muffled yes when Kerry spun above me and headed to the door. Here’s my chance I thought when
“Thanks, won’t be long then I’ll give you a hand out there”
“I’m ok, don’t rush it”
“Don’t worry” I heard. I worriedly glanced around as I realised my wife had brought the item into the room. Kerry now returned above me and I resigned myself to being discovered. I froze waiting for it as she disappeared out of view. My feet lifted a little and I looked down my body half expecting Kerry to be looking in. A hand gripping a piece of pvc material appeared at my feet. It entered the couch and dragged the plastic material with it as her hand roughly ventured further in. I froze as her hand touched the sand bag over me as she pushed more plastic in. More and more material filled the couch space blocking my view. I was now obscured from sight as everything around me suddenly jostled about violently. I thought I was discovered when I heard
“God this is heavier than I remember” I let myself go with the movements around me still expecting to be found out. I had no option but go limp and try and go with the sudden shoves and jerks. I was poked and prodded all around as if being deliberately positioned.
I tried to see what was going on as I rolled over inside couch bag along with its contents. I now lay on my front with some sheets, sand moving in the bags and a smell of plastic as my company.
“God, what a pain” as a zip sound appeared right by my head. I regained enough awareness to realise she was still messing with the couch. This is it; she will grab me I thought shaking uncontrollably with fear. Divorce and court proceedings ran through my head pending my discovery I pulled my head as carefully as I could from the sound. I couldn’t see much as I was half tangled in a cloth sheet. There was a tug at my surrounding cover and my vision cleared. I lay with both sand bags on my back and my face turned to the side with white cotton material over me. There were little tugs above me as I lay shivering trying not to make any sounds. I breathed as shallow as I cold but was exhaling with little shudders due to nerves. It went unheeded as I suddenly jerked up a little. My head folded onto my neck as my face fell onto a soft groove. Warmth emanated through the material to my face as I lay there too terrified to move. My left eye was shut but my right eye looked across a familiar dark blue material
“Nearly done. Right! Lets get these in”
I listened to Kerry’s voice right above me when I realised I was face down in her lap. Jesus I thought. How the hell? Before I could account for her ignorance, violent shoves above me caused rustling and prods then I was suddenly dropped. My face hit the floor as I noticed the space in the couch was getting more restricted.

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