This is my third story as a new writer, hopefully they are improving. I did go back and re-write "Too Predictable" and cleaned up a bunch of mistakes. Both this story and the re-write were only possible with the help of my wonderful editor, MrsIntJ.
As always I welcome all comments.
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The winter sun streamed through the big kitchen windows that Saturday morning. Brian sat at the kitchen table staring out the windows at the snow and frost covered mountains west of Denver. What a beautiful sight, he thought. The air seemed so clear it was completely transparent. It's like I can see forever.
The large home set on the side of a hill that looked out onto the Colorado Front Range mountains. Brian reflected on living in this beautiful area. He never wanted to live anywhere else.
Brian had lived as a bachelor for his first thirty-eight years, now he had a beautiful wife, two adoring daughters, Kayla and Kimmie. Kayla was blond like her mother, and they had the same bright blue eyes. Kimmie had darker hair and pudgy cheeks that dimpled when she smiled.
Six years earlier he had found true contentment. Hayley and her two girls occupied the center of his soul.
But as he thought about the good life of the previous six years, Brian knew that it was all about to change. He knew, in fact, that his life had already changed. It had changed yesterday. The day he saw the contents of that envelope.
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Hayley was still drowsy as she slowly walked into the kitchen. It was a lazy Saturday morning, and she had stayed in their big king-sized bed until she no longer needed the sleep. She love these lazy winter mornings..
Hayley could smell the coffee that Brian had already brewed. She wrapped her robe around herself, slid her feet into her slippers and stood up. A leisurely morning was a rare occurrence. Most days were filled with her "to do" list. It was either getting the girls ready for school and then off to work, or it was the many activities of a family weekend. But today, with the kids at their grandparents, there wasn't a single thing on her list.
Hayley walked into the large open kitchen and glanced over at Brian sitting at the kitchen table. She poured a cup of the coffee and sat down across from him. "Good morning, sweetheart," she said. Brian looked across the table at her. His face was expressionless, and he didn't respond. "Brian, is something wrong?".
He reached for the envelope sitting in the center of the table and said, "Hayley, you need to tell me about this."
Hayley's mind didn't register the seriousness of the situation. She glanced at the envelope and took a sip of her coffee. She could feel herself starting to wake.
"Brian, what is it? What do we need to talk about?"
Brian emptied the contents of the envelope out onto the table. About ten large, glossy photos, some written documents, and two DVDs slid onto the table. He spread them out so she could see them.
Hayley, still waking, looked down at the photos. Her mind went from sleepy to hyper-aware in about two seconds. The pictures on the table were pictures of her being fucked. She was being fucked by three different men in various positions, and some included her deep-throating their cocks.
"Oh my god, Brian. Where did you get those? What the fuck is going on here?" Hayley shouted. "Put those away," she screamed. "I can't look at those." It felt like she couldn't breathe. She looked up at Brian with a questioning expression on her face.
Brian just sat across the table looking at Hayley. His eyes were still expressionless. His brain was blank. His thoughts were all mixed up, and it seemed like all coherent thought was gone.
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Hayley and Brian had known each other for almost ten years. When they first met, Hayley was engaged to Dr. Mark Hamilton. He and Brian were both doctors at MedGen Hospital. Hayley was an Emergency Department (ED) nurse and worked at MedGen as well. Two months after they met, Brian attended their beautiful wedding down in the Castle Pines area.
Mark was just a couple of years out of residency and was becoming a promising surgeon. He was one of those outgoing, energetic types that seemed to always be on the move—always very professional and always dressed in expensive clothes. Brian was a general practitioner and much a more laid-back type. Brian enjoyed being a doctor but didn't want it to consume his entire life. He enjoyed the outdoors, cooking and other hobbies.
Hayley was beautiful. Brian's impression of her was that she was a vibrant, high-energy type, and from his interactions with her at work, she was always very professional.
Mark and Hayley made a perfect couple, Mark being the up and coming surgeon and Hayley the beautiful wife. They were sure to become an ideal family. Brian hoped he could find a woman like Hayley someday.
Brian was more of a loner when it came to women and relationships. He wasn't shy, but he wasn't a ladies' man either. He didn't hit on the women around him, but did date on occasion. He eventually wanted to marry and raise a family but was always busy with his practice and hobbies. Brian kept his relationship options open and figured the right woman for him would come his way. In the meantime, he enjoyed his circle of friends. That circle included Mark and Hayley.
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It was seven years since Brian had first met Mark and Hayley. It was another bright sunny spring day on the Colorado Front Range—one of those days that you would kill just to drop everything and hit the links. Brian had been working on his golf game lately and hpis handicap was down to eleven. With just a little more dedication, he knew he could break into the single digits. But it wasn't a day for golf. No, that day was Mark Hamilton's funeral. He had been hit by a drunk driver after he left the hospital at 1 a.m. the previous Friday.
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One day, about a year after Mark's death, Brian's phone alarm went off. It was his pager app telling me to call a number. "Hello, this is Doctor Clark," Brian said.
"We have a patient of yours that was admitted into the ED. She has a low blood-ox, dizziness and shortness of breath. She said you are her doctor and have been treating her for heart issues."
"Yes, she had been diagnosed with AFIB." Can you make sure she has taken her prescribed med?
When Brian got to the ED the attending nurse was Hayley. He hadn't seen her except in passing for about a year. She was her usual professional self, and soon they had the patient stabilized. As Brian finished writing on the patient's chart he looked up, "Hayley, can you take a break. I would love to sit and catch up. How have you been and how are your girls doing?"
Hayley smiled. It was good to see her old friend. "We're doing fine. Yeah, let's go to the cafeteria and get some coffee."
Brian sat across the table and listened to Hayley talk about how they had made their way after Mark's death. She had been immersed in her girls and her work. It had been difficult at first, but they were making it. Kayla was four and Kimmie almost two. Hayley pulled out her phone and showed Brian pictures of them. "My parents have been a great help with them. They are so flexible with my crazy schedule and all. "
Brian could tell how proud she was of them. He was just sure she was a wonderful mother. "They are just beautiful, Hayley."
