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Chapter 3
Roger was at Nick’s by 3:00 on Sunday, but Ashlyn wasn’t
there yet. He was on his way to a good
drunk when she finally arrived at 4:30.
She didn’t apologize, or offer any explanations as to why she was an
hour and a half late. Instead, she ordered
another round of drinks, and later, a sandwich for each. By 7:00, Roger was smashed.
“C’mon, hunk, time to go,” Ashlyn told him.
“Where’re we going? Your place or mine?” he asked her,
slurring his words.
“Neither – we’re going for a drive in my car,” she
answered. She had held herself to one
drink while ensuring that Roger got so drunk he wouldn’t know what he was
doing.
Ashlyn wanted, and needed, a man in her life. With this one, she had respectability, a
permanent decent income, a body in great shape, she
thought there was money someplace, and – to put it bluntly – he was fantastic
in the bedroom. She decided to finish
what she’d started on Thursday evening.
Once in the car, Ashlyn handed Roger the bottle of
Scotch.
“No, tanks,” he said, “had enough.”
“We’re going for a long drive,” she told him. “Take just a couple of sips.” He did so.
One of his hands caressed the inside of her stockinged leg. “Wanna fuck,” he told her.
She ran her hand over the zipper on his civilian trousers,
“Me, too, but later, stud. I
promise.”
Roger later remembered a long drive, then saying a few
words, especially, “I do.” ‘I do, what?’ he thought.
He also remembered signing something that Ashlyn folded and stashed in
her purse afterwards. On the way back,
during their long drive, Ashlyn teased him by unzipping his trousers and
caressing him. He teased her by playing
with her until, once again, she asked him to stop.
Roger couldn’t wait to see what she was wearing under the
dress, this time. He stripped the dress off her, right inside
his apartment door, to reveal a black lace teddy with garters, black stockings,
and black high heels.
Roger was surprised to find Ashlyn still in his bed the
following morning. She was also still
wearing the black teddy and stockings.
When she woke and realized that Roger was staring at her, she untied the
front of the teddy to reveal her creamy skin –
Roger was sitting at the breakfast table, having a bowl of
cereal, when Ashlyn came out wearing the same clothes she’d worn the day
before.
“I’ll be moving my things in this afternoon,” she told him.
“Could I have a key, please?”
Roger stared at her in shock. “WHAT?!?”
“I just have a few clothes and some odds and ends. It shouldn’t take me but a couple of loads in
my car.”
“Ashlyn – did I –,” Roger started.
She took a piece of paper from her purse and laid it on the
dinette table. “You married me, for
better or for worse, last night. And I
intend to be called Ashlyn HEALEY at work today.”
Roger picked up the paper – it was a Texas marriage license, all right, with his
signature on it. He wondered first where
they’d gone to get it, then remembered the long
drive. He hardly knew this woman. “Ashlyn – I don’t love you.”
“Oh, you’ll learn.”
“You don’t know a lot about me – did you know I’ve been
married before?”
“So? You’re divorced,
right?” That was something Ashlyn hadn’t thought of, that maybe the man was
just separated from his wife and still legally married.
“Yes, I’m divorced – twice – and I didn’t want to get
married again for a long time,” Roger said, angrily. He hated being tricked like that. He knew now that she’d gotten him drunk on
purpose in order to score a husband. “Do
you know anything about what it’s like to be married to an astronaut
who’s preparing for a mission?”
But it was too late.
He was stuck until he could find a way to get rid of her. In the meantime, he had to admit that he
married a sexy little bitch. She was a
great lay, and he may as well enjoy that on a nightly basis for awhile.
However, Roger’s and Ashlyn’s
schedules hardly meshed at all for the first two weeks. He was in simulators, on flying maneuvers,
conducting experiments and completing paperwork – spending far more time with
Tony Nelson than with his wife. He
didn’t say a word to anyone about getting married. He knew that he was going to have to – Ashlyn
should be on his Emergency Contact list in his military service record and at
NASA – but he still wasn’t ready to admit what he’d allowed to happen to
him. He wondered how Tony would
react.
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