DAWN'S MISTAKE
(Maybe this story isn't for everybody. I started it, and it took on a life of its own.)
Dawn Peabody was in tears as she stepped inside her comfortable suburban home. It was two pm, and she had come from a tryst. She'd met a man - Frank Byers - at her gardening club session the month before. Frank was an avid gardener, tall and handsome, with dark hair and eyes. All the women in the club liked him. He was personable, easy to talk to and, of course, easy on the eyes.
Frank flirted mildly with some of the women, including Dawn. Frank and Dawn were both thirty-six. Dawn was happily married, with two children, a son - Darin, 12 years old, and a daughter, Ellen, ten. Her husband Bob was thirty-six, as well. They married at age twenty-two, after college graduation. They'd been together at school for two years before that. She and Bob had always been compatible, and she loved him very much. Nevertheless, here she was sobbing in her empty house.
At this morning's garden club meeting, Frank had been particularly friendly to Dawn. After the meeting, he asked her out for coffee. They went to a local shop, where Frank was more aggressive. He had his hand on Dawn's thigh, and on her arm, close to her breast. Dawn knew what Frank wanted. It excited her. For sixteen years, Bob had been her one and only lover. Before she met him, she'd had several. She was always the object of male lust, even now. But since she met Bob, she'd never really been tempted.
Until Frank moved his hand up her thigh, beneath the leg of her sturdy shorts. He squeezed her leg, and said, "My apartment is just a block away. Let's go now."
She stammered, "Frank....I'm married. Happily....oh!"
That last was Frank moving his hand to rub her clit, through her panties.
She said, "Okay, okay." She was breathless with lust.
They got up, and walked the short distance to an apartment complex, where Frank had a ground floor unit, with an outside entrance. He had her inside and in his arms in a flash. He kissed her and pulled her into him, so she felt his hardness. She was long gone by now. She let Frank remove her blouse, and bra. When her breasts were free, Frank sucked each one. Her shorts and panties came off next, as he was on her chest. She had a passing thought that Frank was very skilled at this.
He picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. He tossed her onto the bed. She was naked and exposed when he took off his shirt, shorts and boxers. His body was lean and hard, and his cock was quite a bit bigger than Bob's. She saw that when he straddled her. And there it was, so close to her lips. So lewdly inviting. She kissed it, and she licked it. Then she sucked it into her mouth and started moving her tongue over the underside.
Frank had her head in his hands as she sucked him. Then he withdrew and positioned himself between her legs. She spread for him, wanting him fully, and quickly. He didn't disappoint. He entered her slowly, and she moaned as he upped his pace. His cock was rubbing her clit each time he thrust, and she had an intense orgasm. A few more thrusts, and he started pushing faster and faster. She could feel it when he started to come. She had another orgasm as he filled her with his seed. He slowly withdrew, and said, "So good, so good."
She said, "Yes."
They lay there, side by side, until Frank got up. "Do you need a drink? Water?"
"Sure." He got her a glass of water, and she watched him and his beautiful body moving as he did it. He handed it to her. But she put it aside, slipped to her knees and took his flaccid dick into her mouth, cleaning him. Frank got hard again. And, in a few minutes he was ready to erupt. This time he came into her mouth, as she swallowed. She got it all. Not a drop spilled. Then she sat back on the bed.
She drank the water. He said, "How long can you stay?"
She looked at the clock. One-thirty-five. "I have to go. The kids." She quickly put her clothes back on. Frank watched her do that. He was enchanted. Another conquest!
She was about to walk out the door, when she turned and gave him a hug.
She said, "Thanks, it was great."
On the drive home she began to feel the guilt. She felt Frank's ejaculate seeping out of her. She tasted it on her tongue, still. She started shivering. She was overwhelmed with sorrow. She knew that she was tainted, forevermore. It couldn't ever be made right.
She started intoning, "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus......" Over and over in a monotone. She parked in the driveway and shambled to the door. She had to try three times to get the lock undone. When she crossed the threshold, the remorse came down on her like an avalanche. It took her to the floor.
She lay there for quite some time, until the clock chimed the half hour. She realized that her kids would be getting off the bus at three o'clock. She scrambled to her feet, rushed upstairs. She quickly took off her clothes and threw them in the hamper. She turned the water on in the shower. She plunged in, not waiting for it to warm.
Dawn scrubbed herself up and down. She squished the soapy water into herself, to try to remove all of Frank. She gargled with the warm, soapy water. She let it cascade onto her, head to toe.
At three, Dawn was waiting down the block, wet hair and all, when her two kids came off the bus with their buddies. She didn't always meet them. But sometimes she did.
Darin and Ellen walked with Dawn to their home. Ellen was jabbering away about her day. But Darin had been surprised, and unsettled, when he saw his mother waiting for the bus. She didn't look right. He kept quiet about it, though, since he couldn't understand the situation.
Dawn sent the children upstairs to do their homework. No snack, as would have been normal. Even Ellen noticed. She and Darin consulted about it when they were in his room. They decided to wait and see what happened when their father came home.
Bob, of course, had no idea what awaited him at home. He worked as a 'computer engineer' for the federal government, defense department. It was normally an eight to four job. The generic title was an attempt to hide the fact that Bob and his section were employed to monitor and hack certain computer networks maintained by foreign governments and by businesses that dealt with the department. Bob didn't speak much at home about his work.
Bob was very intelligent and lively, always joking, sometimes with a barb. He was six feet, 180 pounds, and quite fit. There was a good gym at his office, and he used it daily, which is why he was arriving at 5:45 instead of five.
When Bob opened the door from the garage, he smelled no dinner, and heard no sounds at all. He half-shouted, "I'm home!" He heard the pounding of feet down the stairs. His children came into the front room and Ellen gave him a hug. Darin stopped and said nothing.
Bob said, "What's wrong? Where's your mom?"
Darin said, "She was odd this afternoon."
Bob shouted, "Dawn! Dawn, where are you?" He walked into the kitchen. Dawn was sitting at the table, in Bob's normal place. Her eyes were open, but apparently not seeing anything.
Bob rushed over to her. He touched her shoulder, and got no response. He called her name, several times, louder each time. He took her pulse, which was at sixty-five. He turned her head toward his face, and saw no one there. He pulled out his cell and called 911.
The EMT's showed up promptly. Meanwhile, Bob had his neighbor, Emily Carson, come over to sit with the kids, so he could go to the hospital, if needed.
The EMT's worked on Dawn for ten minutes, and consulted with the hospital. They got no response from her, and so put her on a stretcher, and off she went. They arrived at the emergency room and Bob was able to accompany Dawn into a cubicle. There, after a few minutes, a young woman, Dr. Sylvia Preston, came to look. She took a pulse, blood pressure, temperature. All normal. She left and returned with a needle, and gave Dawn a shot.
She said, "We'll wait about thirty minutes to see if she responds. If you see her responding, tell the nurse at the desk."
About twenty minutes later, Dawn started rolling from side to side, and saying....chanting really, "Devil, Devil....He's the Devil.....Evil....Evil....Fuck!"
