Alicia's Misfortune (62 page)

Jake was clearly distraught by the scenario. “She’s just gonna
have to learn to get over it. I only did it because I don’t want her to think
that she can follow me around to make sure my dicks in my pants.”

“You did the right thing.” They made their way to the house
silently until they were about a block away. “It’s Saturday,” Tricia said,
“He’s home. He was going to go out of town but I know him. He’s throwing a
hissy fit right now.” She reached into her purse and grabbed the gun. Jake
looked at it like it was a nuclear bomb. “Do you know how to aim?”

“Yeah. I do, but I’m not taking it.”

“He has more. Where do you think I got this?”

“It doesn’t matter. If I use it, I’m going to jail.”

Tricia laughed. “That’s never a certainty. Just get out of
there quickly and it won’t be a problem. They won’t even chase you down in the
city. They don’t do manhunts for this right away. They don’t have the
manpower.” She looked over and he opened the door and left. He wasn’t going to
take it. That boy was too stubborn for his own good, but he had a way of doing
it so that it didn’t cause trouble. She sat patiently for a while, knowing that
he would have to walk over and get the car then drive it over, but after about
twenty minutes, she started to worry. It wasn’t hot in the car, the AC was on.
She decided to take the gun herself and figure out what was taking so long.

She ran out to the house. She’d promised herself she’d never
go back there again, but there was with the familiar surroundings bringing her
back to the state that she’d been in. These were the places she’d always run
through. She was running through them now, but with a different purpose. He
could be in trouble. When she saw it, she shrank back a bit.

Jake was nowhere to be seen. She walked up the driveway and
looked over to the front door. It was wide open, but there was nobody there.
Her heart was beating. The gun was like a piece of lead sticking out of her
bag. The adrenaline was pumping as she walked closer to the door. She was
flowing with furious energy as she took it out of the bag and hid to the right
of the door. She had the gun in her hand when she pointed it through, then she
ducked in to see what was going on.

She rushed in when she saw Jake hogtied on the floor with a
pillowcase stuffed in his mouth. The instant she stepped inside she heard the
click and the gun was right on her. “Is this what you left me for? A little
boy? He’s a child, Tricia.”

She mustered up her courage. She had to tell him. “I’m not
with him, Rick. He just helped me get out of here. I left because of the way
you treated me.”

“Hah, treated you? Woman, you had it good. You had a roof
over your head and a man that put up with your crap. You threw it away and now
you have to pay.” He cocked the gun and she braced herself.

Jake turned over to watch and Tricia saw a bit of hope
between his hands. He pulled it up and Rick fell to the ground. “Is that OK?”
Tricia didn’t know what to think. She didn’t say anything. Her instincts kicked
in immediately. She stored it away for later and tried not to think of the body
behind her. She just walked over and undid the roped then ran out with him
following closely behind her.

They got in her silver sedan and started driving as fast as
they could. Her brakes squealed when they pulled up to her car and she squeezed
his hand when he got out and ran over to it. They followed each other closely,
like two bodies refusing to separate. She couldn’t think about it, but his pale
lifeless body flashed in front of her every single time she blinked. Could it
have been avoided? Was there anything she could’ve done differently to save
him? She just hoped that she would be OK, and that nobody would find out that
it was him. If the cops came, they would know for sure that they were involved.
It was the only logical conclusion. She would have to disappear.

That’s what she would do. She would leave and go on with her
life. If she got far enough away, this couldn’t follow her. She’d just hit the
gas and let the pavement roll by. It couldn’t be that hard—could it?

She simply didn’t know how those things worked. She would
just have to work out her uncertain future as it passed her by. She could say
she was on a vacation with the kids and that she was visiting with her daughter
in law. It looked easy enough and there was no evidence otherwise. They might
even believe her.

Tricia held onto that thought as she made her way down the
highway. She could see it ahead when she took the turn off. Would this house be
her demise, or would it be her shelter? That was yet to be determined at this
point, and she realized that she didn’t care. She’d just gotten out of a
different kind of prison and they couldn’t take that away even if they put her
in another one, but the boy had to be spared. He was innocent in the whole
thing. They would hold him accountable and maybe even lock him up.

There was one thing that she could do, and it would probably
work. She held onto that and it kept her going even until she passed out in the
soft bed.

The sharp rap on her bedroom door was a cold reminder of the
sick feeling passing over her mind and her entire body. She’d had dreams of
phantom apparitions shimmering in the darkness screaming their despair into the
night. His face was stamped on everything. It was burned to the back of her
skull. She put on her best face and got up to open the door.

It was happening. A bald white man in his mid-thirties was
staring down at her with a stern face. “Tricia Coleman?”

She stood silently. If she didn’t acknowledge her identity,
he might just go away.

“Are you Tricia Coleman?” His voice was far too
authoritative. How dare this pig come into her personal space and confront her.
He didn’t know what happened, and he didn’t care. He was a thug with a gun.

“Yes.”

“We found your husband, Rick Coleman dead at your house.
Come out into the living room so I can ask you some questions.”

They sat down and worked out what they were going to say
when they got home. She told them that they were simply on a vacation at the
beach house and they hadn’t left the entire time except for when they went to
the grocery store to get food. It made sense considering the fact that the
place was practically a resort.

She walked deliberately into the room and sat down on the
white couch across from the officer who was sitting in a white wicker chair. He
wanted her to be comfortable. They planned everything out.

“Would you like to tell me where you’ve been the past six
hours? Start at the beginning.”

“We made omelets then I went down to the beach and then I
went to take a nap.” She kept her eyes on him. She didn’t know how to do this
or what to look for so she decided to be as aware as possible of her responses
and his line of questioning. She might be able to spot his tactics and respond
correctly if she knew what he was doing.

“Right. Why don’t you tell me where you really were?” His
tone was mocking. He was trying to evoke a defensive response, and if she
responded in the way he wanted her to, he could say she was lying. It was cheap
entrapment, which showed off the departments need to find a scapegoat.

She kept her tone neutral and said, “That’s where I was,
officer.”

“Uh huh,” he was going to continue his tactic for a bit so
she simply rose her eyebrows and gave him a no nonsense look.

“I’m not lying to you.” She was coolly dismissing what he
was doing to prove that he was mistaken.

He reached into the pocket on his tight khakis. He wasn’t
satisfied in the least, but he couldn’t get a warrant without a good reason and
he didn’t have probable cause. He had a dead end investigation with no way of
closing it.
 
Instead, he handed her a
card and said, “If you figure anything out, give us a call.” He wrestled
himself out of the chair and left without saying another word. He needed a good
slap to the face.

Tricia was starting to sweat so she made her way back to bed
so she really could get some sleep. Her mind needed rest to sort through what
had happened and the only way she was going to get it was if she got some sleep
in. She was, however, satisfied that the danger from the police was gone.

“You left me here all alone. I don’t believe you.” Nicole
was sobbing with her face flat down in the pillows on her and Jake’s bed. “Tell
the truth, Jake. What happened and why did you make me stay behind?”

“Nicole, I’ve told you a thousand times, I had no intention
of cheating on you and my story is the truth. I’m not going to wait around for
you to believe me, or for you to get over it for that matter. I’m simply going
to tell you the truth and ask you to trust me.”

“It can’t be true. Otherwise you would’ve let me come.”

“It was dangerous, Nicole. You couldn’t go in that mood. You
would’ve done something to mess things up and I couldn’t let that happen. Now,
if you can’t trust me then I won’t bother to deal with this. I’ll leave and she
can take me home. Get over it, now.” He was determined. If she continued to act
like this, he would leave. What other choice was she leaving him with?

Nicole sat up. He could see that she’d been crying for quite
some time because her face was red and she was sniffing. “I’ve seen the way you
two look at each other, and I know you want her. You did something already. I’m
sure of it.” He walked towards the door and reached in his pocket to get the
car keys out.
 
“Wait. Even if it isn’t
true, and it is, you will do it sometime. You like her. She likes you and you
need to get that energy out. I like her too, and honestly, I can’t imagine not
falling into her arms again.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying we should do something about it and get out that
pent up energy.” Jake didn’t have a problem with what she was saying. In fact,
he could feel his pants tightening. He didn’t even bother to conceal his
massive bulge. What was the point? She knew he wanted her and he did. He could
barely hold himself back and Nicole could see it. One lay and he might just get
over it.

“Do you really want to do that, Nicole? A minute ago you
were convinced I was cheating on you. Now you want to have a threesome.” She
was being hypocritical. He didn’t know why she was being imbalanced. Maybe she
was simply confused by the whole situation and all of the feelings running
through her. He didn’t blame her. If he liked somebody of the same sex, he
might feel the same way.

“Get something hot on. Wear that light blue Speedo you got.
It makes your butt look so hot. It sticks out just perfect. Go to her and I’ll
come in and meet you.”

“Alright, but just remember, I’m doing this for you so you
better not freak out on me.”

“I won’t. This will help.” She was determined to resolve the
situation that she’d come up with in her head. He didn’t mind helping her do
that. In fact, he had the Speedo on in an instant and his cock was out and
ready to play.

He pulled the foreskin up and ran it through his fingers as
he tapped on the door and went in when there was no response. Tricia was
resting, but her eyes were already fluttering open when he came in, tanned and
ready like a god of sheer masculinity and prowess. He jumped on her and pinned
her down. His growl resounded through the house and he could feel her jolting
under him. “I want you,” he whispered in her ear. The shuddered fell through
her like a brick and she shivered from the excitement. He kissed down her neck
and reached down her stomach towards her thigh.

The way his cock pressed against her calf made her thighs
drip with excitement. His soft lips ran down her stomach and grazed her wet
lips. She was throbbing and moaning from his hot electric touch that scorched
everything that came in contact with it. She was so enthralled by his fingers
pushing just past the edge of her lips and she jolted when his thumb grazed
clit. She didn’t heard the door opening, but when Nicole came in butt naked she
did see her stick her finger down into her pussy and move up and down, rubbing
against and penetrating well beyond the surface.

He reared up to let her take in his majestic form. He was a
dark god with his perfectly smooth skin Tricia watched as Nicole dove and
devoured Jake’s long uncut cock. She took the whole thing masterfully and began
stroking it in time with his deep sultry moans. She pulled back and helped it
against Tricia’s throbbing pussy which made her cry out in delight. The sweet
bliss traveled through her and of pleasure so powerful threatened to burst
forth as Nicole slammed down on his cock and held her head down on it and
curled her finger inside Tricia just right. When she hit that spot she couldn’t
hold out any longer. Her shuddered cries shook the room as she exploded in a
shockwave of bliss. Nicole reared down stuck her butt up and he pulled back to
rub his cock along the outline of her lips as Slowly opened the doors to
Tricia’s temple and dug her head in furiously.

Tricia cried out as another waves passed over her and then
another. The explosions were so close together that she could barely
distinguish them. She was floating through a blissful tide that overtook her.
He was slamming Nicole, pushing in and out and their movements were a
harmonious rapture sending shockwaves of electric passion through the room as
Jake’s deep moans moved through Tricia who was, by that time, a volcano ready
to erupt.

The smacking sound of flesh on flesh combined with the
finger moving around her clit and the tongue that was penetrating Tricia fully.
They all got lost in this place where all that existed was the tender, but
frantic energy that passed through them and ended up in Tricia, who was a
vessel brimming with desire. Lightning struck and none of them could their
cries back as the explosion moved from Jake to Nicole and then Tricia. Their
convulsions and cries were carnal rites cementing their passionate embrace.

When they were done, Jake came over and smiled down at
Tricia who took his cock in her mouth and licked around the case of the head,
suckling on his sweet dick. She took every last drop in and swallowed his cock
one last time before they all fell over in a sweet embrace.

The three lovers had become a trio of friends that would
never separate. The couple would last because Nicole was satisfied, but the
connection that the three shared was just as strong. They were bound by not
only the throes of passion but by the destruction they had seen.

Tricia was free to be the woman that she wanted to be and
seek out the pleasure that was so inherent in the world around her. She had no
idea what she was capable of until she left the house, and all of the men in
her life behind. When she promised herself and Nicole that no man would ever
drag her down, she meant it. She wasn’t going to be fooled by the trappings of
love or marriage ever again. She was too old to settle down. What she needed
was to experience life in all of its fullness, and she couldn’t do that trapped
in some man’s grasp. She was a free woman and she planned on staying that way.