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One of mankind’s most basic, most important institutions is marriage.
Yet today, at least in the United States, matrimony is crisis-ridden at best, seemingly in a state of near-collapse at worst. The malaise chiefly affects couples in their late twenties and early thirties, products of the post-World War II baby boom, growing up during the Korean War and the dozen years of involvement in Vietnam, their disintegrating relationships a reflection of unstable times.
TWO WIVES TO WHIP is the story of two young wives who are young, attractive and successful to all outward appearances, yet are unable to communicate at the most basic level. As a result, they are driven to seek a false kind of love in the arms of strangers, degrading themselves and yet reveling in that very degradation.
These two women are products of an uncaring society, and portrayals of an affliction that plagues many American marriages.
“Oh, no,” Janna Petsky said airily, “I never meant that I didn’t want to fuck any man-just Simon. He’s such a jerk. I mean, come on, these two we’re gonna date tonight, now fucking them would be great, right?”
Rosanne Roget shifted uncomfortably in her chair and looked out over the beach to conceal her confusion. She’d agreed to take this week with Janna because they’d always seemed to get along so well. After all, they were both trapped in horrible marriages, and they could always talk about that. But now, here they were with a date coming up that evening, and Janna was talking about fucking men she hardly knew.
True, Nathan and Bob seemed nice enough, but even then Rosanne had to be persuaded to go for a drink with them. Martin was probably the worst husband in the world, but she was married to him and Rosanne had strict moral standards about that sort of thing.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.