[Fiction] Friday - May 14, 2010

[Fiction] Friday: I knew it was a mistake the moment it was over

It was a long drive back from the fitness convention that I was working and I was anxious to see my wife and newborn son. I was getting uncomfortable and needed to pull over, stretch and grab a cup of joe. The next exit had a sign for Food so I decided to take it.

I pulled into the parking lot of this coffee shop that was just a half-mile or so off the exit in some small town that I never knew was here. I’ve past this exit a dozen times and never needed to stop before.

As I stood and stretched by the side of my car I noticed there was only one other car in the lot and the traffic going by, well, there wasn’t any. I swung the car door shut and made my way in through the tightly hinged glass door at the entrance.

Stopping just a few steps inside the establishment I studied the menu above the brightly lit front counter. Deciding that I’d just get a coffee and go I approached the counter. That’s when it started.

I was immediately attracted. My heart rate increased, the lust grew stronger with each second that passed. Those two firm beauties staring me right in the face. I couldn’t resist. I told her what I wanted and she told me how much it was going cost me to have them.

I paid her cash and then we turned and left swiftly and made our way to my car. I started the engine and pulled into a quiet secluded spot in the back of the lot. I tried to concentrate on what I was doing but I just couldn’t keep my eyes off the beautiful pair in the passenger seat.

“This looks like a good spot, don’t you think?” I said aloud.

I shut off the car and looked over to the passenger seat. I leaned over and was gentle and caring. I tried to stop myself but I just couldn’t. The temptation was too great. Her smell, her taste, her shape, I just couldn’t control my hunger.

When I was done the guilt washed over me and I knew it was a mistake the moment it was over. I could just picture my wife’s expression if she knew, the disappointment and shame.

I opened the car door, cleaned up the mess, walked over to the trashcan and disposed of the evidence. As I walked back I thought to myself, ‘That was definitely worth it. So I have to do a couple of extra cardio workouts, those were two of the best Boston cream pies I have ever had.’