Chapter 7: Vicki's Confession

"Oh. I'm so ashamed Jack. Don't get angry at me please? This is going to be hard on both of us. I don't know where to start."

"Try the beginning. When did this all start and how did he get you to do these things?"

"Please Jack; don't interrupt me until I'm done. If you do I'm not sure whether I'll be strong enough to start again."

"Remember that barbeque Kirk had on the Fourth of July? The one that you missed because you had to go out into the Gulf to trouble shoot on Platform 36?"

"That long ago? That was six months ago! Oh God Vicki. That long and I never knew, never even had an inkling of what was going on? You never said anything!"

"Well, to get on with this, you told me as you packed that I should go to it without you anyway. You thought I would have fun. So I went. I wore that yellow sun dress that day. When I got to the barbeque I saw that there were only a few people there. I almost left, but Kirk smoothly persuaded me to stay. I had a few drinks and then we ate. I ended up visiting with almost everyone and was actually having fun. Then, as the day drew on I knew it was time for me to be going. Several of the people had left already and it was getting late. Kirk had been keeping my drinking glass full all afternoon and when I got up to go to the bathroom prior to leaving I found out that I was quite woozy."

"I knew that I had too much to drink and didn't know what to do. I couldn't drive home like I was. Kirk must have known that I was real drunk, especially since he had been feeding the drinks to me all afternoon. After I got out of the bathroom I mentioned that I should be going home but I needed to call a cab. Kirk insisted that he would drive me home if I would wait until everyone had left. Seeing as most of the people had left already and only a few diehards were remaining, I said that I would appreciate a ride home."

"Soon, everyone had left. I had thought that one man had gone in and not come back out of his house, but then I could have missed seeing him leave anyway. Kirk cleaned up a few things and put away the barbeque grill. Then he called me into the house to see something. Since he had been such a gentleman so far I had no idea of what he was about to do."

"When I got in the house he was making me another drink. I accepted, even though I wanted to go home, mostly I accepted it because I didn't want to offend him. As I drank it I began to feel hot and... very horny. My pussy was tingling and my nipples began to get hard and sensitive. I didn't realize it at the time but he had drugged the drink I was having. It was making me feel so horny and sexy that I couldn't help myself, I just felt like I had to let loose."

"What do you mean by "you had to just let loose?" Vicki. You never acted that with me! Always prim and proper and even reserved."

"Jack, please let me finish."

"Kirk then asked me if I had time for a short dance. Feeling the way I did and being slightly out of it I accepted. As we danced he felt me up and held me in very sexual ways. We went from one song to another and then another. At one point we were doing a real sexual bump and grind and I actually began to hump his leg as we danced. This made me hotter and hotter. I knew deep down that I should be going, but my body had other ideas."

"You didn't have the common sense to get out of there, Vicki? You were breaking your marriage vows right there and then... Didn't you care what you were doing?"

"Kirk had been feeding me compliments all afternoon and he was really pouring it on by then. I felt so sexy and so horny I just went along with his suggestions and pretty soon he sat down and talked me into doing a strip-tease."

"WHAT! You NEVER acted that way with me, Vicki."

"Let me finish Jack, when I got down to my bra and panties he got back up and started to dance with me. As he did he would reach out and tug on my bra or panties here and there. Since he wasn't attacking me, and I was still under the influence of the drinks that he had given me, I never paid any attention. Until I realized that he had gotten my bra undone and it was falling off of me. I tried to stop at that point but his words and the music and how I was feeling made me easily do what he wanted me to do."

"Pretty soon my panties followed my bra and we were dancing with him dressed and me naked. His hands started to work on my nipples and pussy, and pretty soon I was begging him for relief."

"You slut Vicki! You expect me to believe that it was all the drugs and Kirks compliments... I don't believe it! You knew what was happening."

"If you keep interrupting I'll stop Jack, let me finish. He took off his shirt and jeans. Since he wore no underwear, I immediately saw his long hard cock. I was so hot and bothered by then I just reached out and touched it. As I held it he asked me to kiss it. Soon I was on my knees sucking him. He was gentle and didn't press me to do anything I didn't want to do. He held my hair as I sucked on his cock, taking only a little bit in."

"Then he just picked me up and laid me on his bed. I spread my legs... Oh God this is hard to tell Jack. I'm so sorry. I... I spread my legs and he mounted me. His cock filled me so full. I came almost immediately and kept cumming as he began to fuck me. I came several strong times and then lots of little ones. I couldn't understand why I came so much and why I was so horny. Afterwards we lay together and I fell asleep. When I woke up I was home in our bed. I was naked and I also had fresh cum running out of my pussy. I think he fucked me while I was passed out on our bed too."

"After that, when I realized what we had done I didn't know what to do. I was mortified that I had cheated on you. I hated myself and him for allowing me to betray you like I had. But to my shame, I remembered how good it had been and how I had encouraged him to."

"Then a few weeks later while you were once again out of town, Kirk stopped by. He wanted to take me to lunch and talk to me about what had happened. I hadn't realized yet that he had drugged me. I figured I had too much to drink and it just happened."

"I knew we had to settle what we had done that day and I needed to make sure he understood it had been a mistake and could not happen again. We went to this out of the way bar. As we ate he got me a drink and pretty soon I was getting woozy again. I knew that this was wrong and trouble, but the effect of the drink soon had me hot all over, just like at his barbeque."

"He ended up taking me to his place and this time he was rougher with me. I found that I loved the rough sex. His "ownership" of me caused something deep inside me to just let go and let him take charge."

"When he jammed my head down on his cock and held me so I couldn't get away I panicked. I was choking and couldn't breathe. He calmed me down by talking to me and telling me what to do to breathe and relax my throat. Pretty soon I was proud of the fact that I could take all of his hard cock to his balls."

"I thought at first that you would be so surprised when I gave you deep throat like that, then I knew I could never do that because it would cause you to ask questions about how I had learned to do that. Kirk took my pussy hard that time too. At first it hurt, but then after a bit, I really started to love the pain/pleasure of his cock ramming me deep and hard."

"Later, he took my ass even though I put up a hard fight. He had a grip on my hips and held me there as he forced his cock all the way into me. Again, like the deep throat and hard driving fucking we had just done, I was soon begging for his cock in my asshole. I loved the feeling and the pain went away leaving a delicious feeling of nastiness that caused my orgasm to be the biggest one I had ever had. I was cumming for the umpteenth time when he pulled out and rammed his cock into my throat again. I was so lost in my fuck and suck trance I just let him fuck my throat and then I... I cleaned him up with my tongue and lips. After he had been in my asshole! I knew then that was something only a dirty slut would do. He reinforced that thought in my head and ever since he has called me his slut, either that or his whore. He rarely called me by my given name. Just slut or whore. The weird thing was the more he called me slut the more I wanted to be one."

"I fell into his trap, and he took me, used me, and left me wanting more. By the time you knew, when you saw... when he stripped me at the Christmas Party that night... I had become his slut and I would do anything for him. Even though I loved you as much if not more than always, he had me twisted up in his little scheme so that I hardly knew who I was."

"All the sneaking around we did added excitement to it too. He kept up with the words and knew what to say and when to say it to keep me hooked on his sexual pleasure trip. That is how it started and how he kept me Jack. No more secrets from me. Is there anything you need or want to know other than that?"

I sat there thinking, wondering how my sometimes prudish and modest Baptist reared wife had fallen so low as to become a slut and whore.

"Why did you keep doing it for him though? When you were home you would be so loving to me and so straight and narrow. How could you do that and be... well such a slut for him? You had a will, you were you own person. Yes his drugs and words did affect your subconscious but you knew better. You knew the truth... and yet you still didn't try to stop or rebel from his control."

"I don't know Jack. He has this way with words and actions that caused me to want more. So many times I started to tell you. So many times I would look at you and realize that if I did tell you, you would hate me or leave me. Kirk had reinforced that impression on me too. I never knew that I could have told you and we might have survived even then. Not until it was really too late. Also he usually slipped drugs into my first or second drink quite often. Those would make me so horny and hot that I had to have relief."

"Yesterday I finally realized that he was using me for sex only and that he would toss me aside when he tired of me."

"Was that your only reason, Vicki, your realization that he didn't care for you except for the sex and the contracts? Vicki listen to yourself, you sound like a self-centered whore!"

Vicki broke down and sobbed again and then started again, "I also saw that I had broken your heart. Kirk had me convinced that you would buy into the life style I was doing. He had worked on me the whole time with little things here and there. He would say things like, 'Wait until you show your husband how good you are with three men at a time.' Or 'Your husband would love to watch you fuck other men. He would even join in.' Pretty soon I believed him about that too. Especially since we had talked about bringing in others to our relationship at one time. I knew that you hadn't really wanted to, the conversation had been about others doing that."

"THAT IS SO MUCH BULLSHIT, VICKI! How can you sit there and say that to me! Yes, we did discuss it briefly one night but you know that we didn't make a decision about whether we would or not! It was left undecided!"

"Oh Jack, I so love you and I have driven you away from me. What do we do now? I can't live without you. I want to make it up to you somehow if it is possible. Can you ever love me again like we were before?'

"I honestly do not know Vicki. I want to love you like before but the memories of yesterday and the party... your infidelity and deceit, you have to admit you have been very hurtful and unloving towards me. Very cruel in your words and actions also... I don't see how we are going to over come this. I have been cut to the bone by your words and actions in front of others. All I know is too much has happened too fast for me to digest it all logically right now. Let's go home, get something to eat, and see if we can put all of this behind us."

"You want me to come home with you Jack?"

"Yes, if we are going to try to fix this you need to be with me at home. I don't know what we will do or how this is going to go yet, but I do know my love for you is still in me. It has been pushed back and down, but I can still feel it there."

"That is more than I deserve. I'm so sorry about all this Jack."

I stood up and took her into my arms. Hugging, I found myself kissing her. I didn't know when I did it, I just did. I held her for quite a while, and then broke away. I could feel anger in me yet too. I was going to have to address my feelings and my anger... I knew that I would seek out Kirk and Don Ashmore at some point in time... I was a little afraid of what I might do. This was going to be a very hard thing to get over.

As we left the office, I saw Jan smiling towards us. I told her we were headed home for the night. She leaned over her desk and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"Remember Jack, it isn't going to be easy to forget, but Vicki does love you still. And I think you love her too. Just take it slow and easy. If you start to feel angry or mad, get out and away from her and let your feelings subside before you go back. Trust me on this. Both of you will have strong feelings that need to be aired, but cautiously with lots of care."

"Thanks Jan. I will take your advice to heart. I just don't know where this will go from here now though. Um... I will be gone for a while. Probably three weeks or so. If anything comes up have Ted take care of it please. Vicki and I are taking a little vacation to sort things out."

"Ted to handle any problems. Got it. You and Vicki try to have some fun while you are 'vacationing' too Jack. God knows that at least you deserve some fun, and it wouldn't hurt for Vicki to have some fun too. See you when you get back."

Vicki and I went home. Once there, we stayed apart, each thinking about our demons. I made up some dinner while Vicki was in the bedroom. I had walked up to knock on the door when I heard her crying softly. I just asked through the door if she wanted anything special to eat. She told me whatever I was having would be fine.

I could tell that there had been a wall built between us that was going to be hard to knock down. She was probably sure that at some point I was going to leave her or perhaps get violent with her. To be honest, I didn't know myself what I would do. My thoughts at first had been to leave her and go away to somewhere I wasn't known and start all over. Jan and Albert had convinced me to at least give Vicki one more chance.

I made a simple meal and called Vicki when it was ready. We ate in silence, me because I had no idea of what to say or do now. It was like two strangers eating at the same table. That discomfort of not knowing how to act or what to do. After eating, I took the dishes in to the kitchen to wash them and Vicki followed me to help. We cleaned up with small talk about the weather and life in vague general terms. Afterwards I went to the living room to read.

She followed me and sat as close as she could. I could see that something was on her mind.

I put the book down and waited for her to start the conversation. I knew that we were about to explore all the pain and trouble we had. I hoped that I would be able to control my temper and not over-react.

"Jack?" Vicki spoke so softly I had to listen hard to hear her.

"What are you thinking about right now?"

"Well, I'm just numb, Vicki. I have so much to say and ask and yet my anger and hurt are keeping me silent for some reason. "What are you thinking?"

"How much I have hurt you. How much I wish that I had never done what I have done. How much I love you. Oh what I would give to go back to the Fourth of July and make far better decisions about things."