Writer's note: This here little story is a continuation of one Patricia51 wrote. "One Slip". She wrote it without a ending allowing others like me to do our own. You need to read hers first to get the full impact even though I think you could read this alone and understand what was happening. If you have not read any of hers do so. She is an excellent writer and can come up with interesting plots. Her "Busted" is very good as well as "Nightlight" which is now one of my favorites. That last might be her best writing but it is an excellent story well told. So read it. :) Her football and butch story is fun and exciting also, And of course don't miss out on the To Serve and Protect series. Their about Mike and especially about his beautiful wife. Some good and different stories in that one. Of course I would like comments :)
Donna walked into her husband Steve's office in a manner that suggestedboth bravery and shame. Steve looked up and saw her than then stared for a couple of seconds, wondering why she had a look of shame and determination on her face.
"Hi, honey, what's up?" She saw him look up at her and a look that seemed to akin to fear crossed her face quickly followed by shame than then back to determination.
Why would she be afraid of him, Steve wondered as she spoke.
"I have something to tell you and something to show you." For the first time he Steve noticed the manila envelope in her hand. Warning bells went off in his head and butterflies appeared in his stomach. He couldn't say why, but her expression and her tone indicated something was wrong and part of him suspected what it was, even though there was no evidence of that yet. Why that thought should come to mind now, - it was a thought he never entertained, - he didn't know.
She Donna placed the envelope in front of him and said, "I... I... I can't say it."
She paused took a deep breath and said, "I did something I shouldn't have done. You will understand when you look inside," she indicated the envelope.
As he picked up the envelope he found himself hoping it was something like being conned into signing a contract to give away the house or some such. But as he felt what was inside the envelope the butterflies grew and took flight. He flipped the flap open and reached inside. His face was calm as he drew the contents, but even as he saw the top edge of the first picture he was in turmoil inside. In his mind he gasped "She did, Oh no... Why?" That last word would have been said in an almost wailing tone if he had spoken it.
Donna stood there looking down at her feet as he quickly went through the photographs. Steve finally looked up at her, studying her stance and the look on her face. The fear was back as well as even more shame. He thought there may have been a tear in one eye but he wasn't sure. He now understood the fear.
He said, "This isn't private enough, we need to discuss this at home... now!"
He sounded calm, unemotional but that only made it worse for her. She looked up at him and said, "Okay."
He got up, grabbed his coat and walked out the door without a backward glance at her. She quickly turned and followed.
Once outside he said in the same tone,"Darlene, a family situation has come up. I'm leaving now, cancel any appointments and tell anyone that comes by that I am unavailable."
Darlene looked up sharply at the words and his tone wondering what the situation was that would make him react like that.
But as he headed for the door with out even looking her way Darlene just said, "Yes sir."
Donna stopped for a moment and said, "Could you give me a telephone number to reach your brother?"
Darlene looked at her in surprise and curiosity but only quickly flipped through her adderess book. She wrote the number down and gave the paper to Donna, and said to just ask for Lt. Mike Gibson. Donna took it, nodded her thanks and hurried out the door. Her husband was already in his pickup and had the engine started. She got into her vehicle and started the engine as he drove out without even a glance in her direction.
She winced at that thought but got her car going.
Before she pulled out of the driveway Donna stopped, got her cell phone out and dialled the number Darlene had given her.
Once she was talking to Mike she said, "I am Donna. Darlene, your sister works for my husband, Steve."
Mike said that he met her husband once or twice but what did she want.
She said, "I am not sure how to say this but I want to bring charges against Gil Gentry for trying to blackmail me and for taking pictures of me without my knowledge. He has done this to other women."
"And what did he try to blackmail you for?"
"He wanted me to become his sex slave. To have sex with whomever he chose, whenever he wanted me to."
There was a pause and he said in a voice that was still professional sounding but now had a touch of anger, "Do you have any proof of this?"
"I, or rather my husband has the pictures Gil took, and if you check out his office you should be able to find at least two hidden cameras. He's probably in the process of removing them right now."
"I can't promise anything but where is his office?"
Donna gave him the address and which floor then they each said bye and hung up. All too soon she arrived home. Steve's pickup was in the driveway parked straight, which surprised her. She parked, turned off the motor then sighed and got out of the car. When Donna got to the front door she found it open which didn't surprise her. Steve was sitting at the kitchen table looking at the pictures. His expression was unreadable.
She sat down across from him. He looked up from the pictures and said one word. It was a question, the one she had been fearing the most, 'Why?"
She looked down trying to sort things out in the jumble that were her thoughts. After a minute she looked back up to him, determined to look him in the face as she explained.
"I... I this is hard, I..." she stopped grabbed a Kleenex and blew her nose than tried to start over, "I... I. God, this is hard... I"
Steve just looked at her and said, "You said that already."
Tears formed in her eyes as she tried again, "I can't say why," the tears overflowed and began to trickle down her cheeks, "Everything just sort of came together and I..."
She paused again and Steve spoke again, "can't or won't say why?"
"I can't say why, I don't know why" that last was said in a wail, but she continued after swallowing hard, "maybe I had too much to drink, maybe I was mad at you."
He just looked at her with an almost angry, and disappointed look.
She said, "No, I'm not blaming you. I made the mistake. I just don't know why"
"Tell me what happened."
"It was the night I went to the office party without you."
He nodded for he had figured that out already,
While she explained what had happened he had been lazily flipping through the pictures. He seemed to be stuck on two of them always going back to those two and just staring at them. Donna couldn't see which two but she was sure it was the same two each time. She ended her explanation with her meeting with Gil at the restaurant.
As she finished Steve mumbled something, part of which sounded like "so easily??".
He just looked at the picture in his hand for undetermined amount of time.
She thought about asking what he was thinking but from the unemotional look on his face she thought it would be better to let him process what she had told him.
Finally Steve looked up at her. For a moment there was a look of pain mixed with anger on his face. Her heart broke as she saw it but then the unemotional mask slipped back into place.
He said in a flat voice, "I am going to see Gil to see if all this is true. I can't believe he would do something like this. I know he's a lady's man but to seduce my wife and to try to blackmail you?? To own you?? That is not the Gil I know. But then again the wife I knew wouldn't give in like that either."
"I think it would be best if you weren't here when I get back. You can take whatever you need, go wherever you want just don't be here when I get back."
God that hurt, Donna had expected it but at the same time she had hoped his love for her would allow him to forgive her right then. She could only nod in response as fresh tears dripped down her cheek.
He paused for a moment then asked something she hadn't expected. "are you becoming a slut now?"
She let out a strangled noise and said "No!!" in a half wail. She wanted to ask how he could think that but she couldn't. She just sat there with a hurt look on her face as the amount of tears increased.
Steve looked at the tears, watching them as they rolled down both cheeks and dropped on the table. For a moment compassion appeared on his face - but only for a moment. He just gave his head a slight shake, got up and headed for the door.
Before he got to the door Donna asked, "Please don't tell the kids why I'm not home anymore... what I did."
He stopped and without turning his head Steve said, "I will think of something to tell them"
.... There is more of this story ...