Part two moved over here. Hope you enjoy.

Story Written by Smittybill53@hotmail.com
Gunge, M/F Sexual Situations.

The continuing saga of Dan and Helen

30 Minute The Planning

Dan awoke the following morning to the alarm. Remembering what Helen had said before falling asleep, call out from work. The memories of the previous night still churning. Not remembering the actual cooking and mess but fearing harsh retribution from Helen for destroying her clothes. Dan climbed back into bed where his wife rolled over and continued in her sleep.

I wonder what she's planning? I lay back in bed trying to recollect any feelings or memories of the previous night looking for any signs. I've never worn her clothes before and my cooking is marginal at best. Though I do enjoy attempting to cook. I nod back off until Helen's wakeup alarm sounds. I roll over and tap the snooze on my clock. I hear Dan snoring next to me so I know he must have called in to work. I'll call in when the alarm goes on again. Being a bank teller has its benefits when it comes to being able to call out on short notice. 10 minutes later my alarm goes off again, I hear Dan next to me and decide not to wake him. It's better he gets some rest anyway, works been killing him lately. I get up and head downstairs for some coffee and breakfast.

Wow, there's more mess that I missed from last night. I'm gonna get him back for making so much mess. After all, sharing in duties comes with marriage. I put on some coffee and go check my email on the computer while the coffee brews. I notice a curious letter in our common in box with the word gunge in it. I figure Dan must have used our common email address for something he probably shouldn't have. Upon opening the message I find a few links to some websites. So being the curious type I click on them to check them out. Interesting, I come across several different sites that have to do with gunge, sploshing, and food stuffs and a few kinky clothing sites as well. This is what Dan's been doing while I'm cooking dinner in the evenings? I'm gonna have to do a little more research now. Oh yeah, can't forget my coffee, the aroma is invigorating as it wafts in from the kitchen. I walk back into the kitchen. I still don't hear Dan up. Sleepwalking must have really tired him out last night. I go back to the computer and take some notes. I finish my coffee and a bagel and head upstairs to change before heading out. I tip toe into the bedroom so as not to wake Dan. I change out of my nightie and into a pair of slim blue jeans, pull on a t shirt and a green roll neck sweater and a pair of comfy sneakers. Gonna be doing a lot of shopping today. Tonight it's payback! Before heading out for the day I leave a list of things for Dan to do before I get home.

I roll over as I hear what sounds like the car going out the gravel driveway. I look to see that Helen has already gotten up. She always was a morning bird. I thought she was going to call out sick? Maybe she was still mad and decided work was a better place to be. I get up and go into the bathroom to wash up before heading down stairs. I see that there's some fresh coffee still in the pot and grab a bowl of cereal to eat. I walk out to get the morning paper, man it's cold this morning. There's still frost on the grass but for late autumn that's to be expected. I think the day should warm up since it's supposed to be a sunny day. I go back inside to finish my breakfast and notice the computer was still on. I look and see that the email is still up on the screen. I turn beet red when I realize that Helen must have been reading this and absolutely block headed for leaving it in our common mail box. Wait a sec, why was it in our common email box? I take a closer look at who sent it and see my buddy from work's home email address listed. I thought I told him to send this kind of stuff to my personal account. I look at the email see that this was the list of links Rich was going to send me the other day. We'd been talking during one of our breaks about relationships and how his had been on the rocks for a while. Rich had mentioned that he'd been surfing the net and came across some interesting sites that provided some ideas for how to spice up a relationship sexually and also increase communication between partners. He knew Helen and I had been having some minor issues but nothing the sort he and Mae were having. I'm guessing he just clicked the wrong address when he sent these to me. But I wonder what Helen must have thought if she read this?

I decide to head over to the mall to check out some sales but on the way over, there's this small boutique that I'd seen but never thought about going into. The windows were small and not much to proclaim it's contents other than a sign saying Clothing and Accessories with the hours marked underneath. They were still not open yet so I headed on to the mall. While I was doing some preholiday window shopping I began to reflect on the previous night and the strange email from this morning. I hadn't bothered to look at who sent it but, oh shit, I forgot to turn off the computer before I left. I hope Dan doesn't notice it when he gets up. Maybe it won't matter, I don't think I left the message open. I just go back to trolling the mall looking for gifts for people when I come across a bath bead shop. I go in and browse for a bit till I notice a box that had the word slime on it. I asked the clerk about it and she mentioned that it's a newer product that's becoming a popular seller for those looking to relax in the bath. It says to pour the contents into the hot water and wait for it to gel then get in. There's a second pouch that reverses the effect so it doesn't clog the drain. I see there's a few different scents. The clerk says that it's a sort of aroma therapy as well. The people who get it keep coming back so if there's a scent you'd like to try I can order it since we seem to be out of the potpourri one right now. I ponder this and decide, No, I'll take this strawberry one. This might be an interesting thing to try one night. The clerk rings me up and I head off down the mall.

I finish my bowl of cereal and notice a list on the counter. I'm out shopping and will be home around dinner time. Please get this list finished before I get back! I guess this is payback for last night. The list includes a few things that Helen's been nagging me to fix around the house. The door hinge to the basement is falling out, the bird feeders need to be filled, the kitchen faucet needs to be fixed or replaced, and the mailbox needs to be replaced. The last one the most important since the post master left a note saying it needed to be securely mounted or they'd start holding our mail. A truck must have hit it last week since it was in the driveway one morning. So I head out to the hardware store to get a new one and parts to replace our leaking faucet. I get a new faucet since the old one was in rather beat up condition. I arrive back home and head to the basement to get my tools and I see Helen's clothes and boots still hanging to dry from last night. I seem to be constantly reminded of what happened and all I can remember is the dream itself. I'd been known to sleepwalk when I was a kid but that was years ago. Work has been rather stressful though so maybe that's it. I get to work with the repairs and mid afternoon I get a call from Helen. How's your day going? Have you gotten the list I left for you finished? Yes Hon, got a new faucet though since the old one was beyond repair. That's good did you get the items on the back? What items? I left a list of items I need you to get from Costco before tonight. I look on the back. Oh Shit! I'll get it but I'm gonna be late for dinner. That's okay as long as you get it. I'll be out a bit longer than I'd originally planned anyway. For what it's worth I sorry about you clothes from last night. That's ok I've already dealt with that. See you when I get home. Bye, Love you. I never noticed this list on the back, now I gotta run back out to get this stuff. But why so much?

I can't forget my about the notes I wrote down. I know I'm looking forward to Dan's payback but I need to get some stuff before that can take place. I hope I've guilted him enough about last night. It should make tonight that much more fun. I remember that I need to get another pair of boots for our holiday party in a few weeks and I need a dress to go with it. I walk into one of the designer shoe shops that are strewn about the mall and check out the selection. I'm looking around when a sales girl walks up to ask if I need any help. I'm looking for a pair of boots for a holiday party. Any particular style your looking for? the sales girl asks. Well I have a pair of Stuart Weitzmans at home but they're unavailable at the moment. The girl gives me a quizzical look before responding. We have a few different styles but they aren't as expensive as the Weitzmans you mentioned. That's okay I'm not looking to spend that much anyway. However, what do you have in the way of tall boots? Preferably in black. That way I can easily match my outfit. The girl goes back after I tell her my shoe size and brings out several boxes. {/i]We have a few different styles. [i]She pulls out a pair of suede black boots with a flat heel. I try them on, they pull up just to my knee with a small fold over at the top. These are nice but seem kind of on the casual side. Ok, try these. I'm about to hand the suede boots back until I notice they're on sale and put them aside. The sales girl pulls out a pair of leather boots in a cognac color with a kitten heel. I try them on and I like the fit. The smooth pebble grained leather wraps my calves to just below my knee. These are nice but I'm not sure I like the color with the outfit I'm planning. No problem, we still have a few more to try. The next pair is very shiny with a flat heel but as I pull them on I notice they have an elasticated back to them. Very snug as I pull these up and over my knees. I stand up to marvel at the feeling of these boots in the mirror. The black patent leather reflecting the light. Ooh these are comfy. They look nice on you. Indeed they did, they show off my legs quite well and even look smashing with my jeans tucked into them. How much are these? I ask. $200 but there a closeout so they're marked down to $125. There's one more pair to try if you're not satisfied yet? Sure lets try the last pair on, I still need a pair for the holidays. The sales girl picks out the last pair. They look very similar to the last pair but have a more pointed toe and a high four inch heel that from the side looks slim but is heel wide from the back and will accentuate my posterior nicely. I pull these on and admire the look in the mirror. These are the same style as the flat heeled version, black patent leather with the elastic back so they fit nice and snug but these go up a bit higher to the thigh. These feel great. You do look fantastic in those I must say. Thank you, I'll take these three and leave the cognac ones here. Do you mind it I put this pair on while you ring me up? Sure and I'll put your sneakers in their box for you to carry. I sit back down and pull the over knee pair with the flat heel on. These will be nice and comfy to walk around in. The clerk rings me up and I head out to go find a dress. Since it's for a holiday party I pick out a nice seasonal red dress, in a slimming velvet with spaghetti straps. It comes down to mid thigh and should be classy enough and still a bit sexy. Oh the holidays are a fun time to be shopping!

I call Dan up to see how things are going with his projects. It seems I have a little more time since he still has to go out to get the other items. I'll check to see if that store is still open. It's already 3:30 and getting kinda late. These boots really are comfortable and I've gotten a few complements from various sales people all afternoon. I head back to the parking lot to find my car. Wow it's gotten quite chilly out now. I head back to the little boutique shop from earlier. There's only one car in the lot. Well at least it looks to be open. I head inside.

I head over to Costco to pick up the stuff on the back of the list, flour, eggs, milk, beans, cooking oil, ketchup, well we were out of it after last night, rice, some chicken and beef, and a few other odds and ends. The only looks I got were due to the quantities of the items in the cart. I figured I'm in deep enough not to be questioning her on this list. I lug the cart out to the lot, must be late since it's already dark out. I put the stuff in the truck and head home. Helen's car's back. I hope she's not been waiting too long. I unload the truck and bring in the first load. I'm home. I'm upstairs, I'll be down in a few minutes, put the stuff on the kitchen table. Alright y Hon. I head back out to bring in the last few loads. On the last load I'm greeted with a huge hug and kiss from Helen as I turn to put the stuff on the table. Did you have fun shopping? You didn't break the bank did you? [/i]No, for your information I was doing some holiday shopping.[/i] As she breaks the embrace I notice her new footwear. Didn't break the bank did you? As I point to her boots. No I didn't, and these were on sale so nyah. She sticks her tongue out at me and starts putting the groceries away. They look nice by the way. She was already on a different page when I made the comment. Good I see you got all the stuff on the list I asked for. You do remember that I'm helping with the baking for the company holiday party don't you? Oh, uh, err yes, now that you mentioned it. That explains the vast quantities of stuff. Right now go get cleaned up, I'll get dinner started. Good, he doesn't suspect a thing. This weekend will be fun. Especially since he got all the stuff done around the house that frees up Saturday. A little evil grin appears on my face while I put the chicken in the oven to cook. Dinner time.

I come back down when Helen calls dinner time after cleaning up. We sit down and have a nice dinner with chicken, peas and rice and a couple of glasses of wine to go with the food. You didn't see anything on the computer this morning when you checked the email? No, why should I have? I feign ignorance at that question knowing full well that's why I had him get the stuff at Costco. Oh, nothing, I was waiting for an email from work and it hadn't gotten to my personal account yet, I was just wondering. No, I didn't notice anything. From work he says? I'll have to check where that email came from later when Dan's watching tv. Whew, I was worried that she might have looked at it. Luckily it was fairly innocuous so she probably didn't.

That evening went fairly conventionally. Dan watching tv and Helen working on various small projects of hers. One of which was locating from whom the email originated.

Found it, from Rich. I look more closely and realize there was a lengthy letter written below the links. I remember Dan mentioning Rich and Mae's marital problems but this seemed a directive to Dan, not a sob story from Rich. I know things have been a little tense between Dan and I lately due to the stress of his job, but we always talk about things. The incident from last night caught me off guard that's for sure. And I'm sure that Dan wasn't all there either when I woke him up. Still the feelings of wearing my gunk filled clothes was invigorating and these websites seem to say that it's a fun and enjoyable experience to get messy in your clothes, or not, in a couple of the links there were just girls naked and covered. That's something to try as well but the erotic tingling sensations I got wearing the goo filled clothes really turned me on. I had a restful remainder of the night so it definitely was relaxing. I'm going to take a bath Dan and then get ready for bed. Ok hon, I'm watching the ballgame so take your time. I'll be up after it's over. Great I think I'll try out my new relaxing bath gel I purchased today.

I pull the hot water for the bath and dump the contents of the first pouch in the bath. It says to wait for the gel to form. Feeling a bit excited about this and I hurry down to the basement. What's wrong Hon? Oh, nothing, Just forgot to bring up the bath towels. In reality yes I did need to fetch them from the laundry but that wasn't my only reason. I grabbed my shirt, skirt and boots from last night. They were still damp but other than that seemed no worse for wear. I hurried back upstairs. I pull my tight turtle neck on and pull my leather skirt up. I sit on the toilet so I can pull my boots on. These cost me a fortune but they seem to have survived well so this shouldn't be a problem. They are a matte leather and come over my knees. A little loose at the tops but are really comfortable to wear even with the high heel. I stand up relishing in what I'm about to do and thinking about my feelings from last night. I care fully put one booted foot over the edge of the tub and as I start to dip the toe in I pull it back out and look at the shininess of the leather that has the bath slime on it. I put the foot fully into the bath and bring my other leg over the side of the tub and stand there in the bath slime with it coating my high heeled boots up to the ankles. The sweet smell of strawberry starts to waft around as I agitate the slime. I want to see if I can get these as shiny as those high heeled boots I bought earlier today. I kneel down one knee at a time. The slime in the bath reaches almost to the tops of these boots while I'm kneeling here in the bath. I stand back up and look down at my now glistening boots. Wow these really are as shiny as patent leather now. I kneel back down and this time lean ever so slightly forward. This sends a trickle of warm slime over the tops of my boots. Mmmm I say a bit more audibly than anticipated. I let the tops fill up and then stand back up to the feeling of the warm slime cascading it's way down the inside of my boots to my toes. I start to march slowly in place feeling the slime squelch around my toes. I decide it's time to sit and as I lower myself into the awaiting slime I feel my leather skirt floating until I stick my bum far enough into the slime that it flows back over the inside and engulfs my sensitive bits. Oooh That's nice I start to feel a tingle as I finish lowering my legs into the slime, good and flooded my boots are now. I can see why people find these bath slimes so nice. I stretch my arm out as I lift my leg, the contents of my boot sluicing down to my lap. I grab my ankle and rub the slime up the long shaft of my boot, the effect of which was soaking the sleeves of my shirt but also causing my boot to cling to my legs rather tightly. I did that a few more times with each leg before I start messaging the slime into my shirt over my rather pert nipples. The rubbing of my nipples combined with the re-flooding of my boots with slime and this wonderful sexy strawberry scent starts begging me to play with my self. I slide down into the slime, my knees just breaching the surface, up to my neck in this wonderful bath I start fingering my lower lips. It's not long before I orgasm causing me to shake in the tub. Unfortunately in my throws of ecstasy I knock over a bottle of shampoo which makes a loud thud on the floor. I start to hear footsteps coming up the stairs. You ok in there? You didn't slip and fall did you? No dear I just knocked over a bottle of shampoo. I'll be out it a bit. Well ok then, I'll be coming to bed shortly, the games almost over. Almost over, how long have I been enjoying myself in here. I stand up and slime slides back and forth in the tub almost spilling on the floor. The slime on my body just dripping with splats into the pool of goo below me. I can't have Dan see my in this mess. I gab the box and pour the contents of the second package in to change the slime back. I should probably turn the shower on to rinse myself off before getting out of the tub. The warm water hits me in the face and I can feel it switching places with the slime at it washes off my clothes. I take my boots off and since there's a a little bit still in there I dump it over myself. Whoops, there was a lot of it as it deluges over my face and down my top. I follow suit with the other one and relish the last bits of slime running down my midsection through the waist of my skirt and tickling me as it journeys down to the tub floor. I step out of the shower and wrap up my now wet clothes and after finishing drying off take the stuff down to the basement to dry. I think this is quickly becoming a favorite outfit of mine and I think I'll hit that bath store up again in the near future. I'm coming back up stair when I run into Dan just heading up to go to bed. You smell nice. Why thank you I had a nice relaxing bath. I guess you did, you were in there for almost two hours. I kissed Dan as we walked up to bed. You know what I'm in the mood for now Honey? I didn't need to answer a rhetorical question like that so I just stripped down and slid into bed next to my wife. I can't wait for Saturday. I hear my wife mumble as she doses off after some very energetic sex. What is that suppose to mean? I think as I fall to a very restful sleep myself.