Mistakes Were Made

I finally did fall asleep again and woke up at eight o'clock. I had to rush to shower and dress and I skipped breakfast to get to work on time. I own the business so it wouldn't be a big deal if I am late for work but I don't want to set that kind of example for my employees. So I got to work at nine o'clock and slipped out at ten to get some breakfast. While I sat by myself eating my country breakfast I thought over the conversations from the night before with Andy and Bill and the dreams I had. Somehow through all of this I arrived at the conclusion that maybe it would be a good idea to see if it could be feasible to give Parker a push in Brenda's direction. After all when she rejected him I would be a winner on more than one level. First, it would show me that Brenda was a true and faithful wife, second, it would be a slap in the face for Parker to be rejected and then I wouldn't have to look for a chance to be rude to him. Third, it would prove to Bill and Andy that I was right about Brenda all along. I knew that whatever I did I didn't want Bill and Andy to know anything about it till it was all over, so I couldn't ask for their help. I really didn't need there help anyway. I had my own connections that I could go to for help with a disguise and I wouldn't have to explain what I needed it for.

I started planning what I would need to do if I decided to go forward with this scheme. The more I thought about it the more excited I got by the idea of playing a game on everyone. Kind of like playing private detective. So, sitting there with my mouth full of eggs and toast I decided to have give my plan a try..

The first thing I had to do was find out how I could get close to Chris Parker. I would have to spend some time talking to him to get his confidence before I tried to plant the idea that Brenda liked him in his head. If I couldn't work that part our there was no point in going any farther with the scheme. So starting that night after work I sat in my car across the street from the building that Brenda and Parker worked in. When Parker came out I waited to see what kind of car he drove. When I saw him get into a 1999 Monte Carlo I was ready to follow him except that he turned in the opposite direction I was facing and I couldn't get turned around in time to follow him.

The next night I was there again, only this time I was ready to follow him in the direction he went the previous night. When I saw Parker get into his car I started my engine and was on his tail as soon as he pulled onto the street. I was getting a charge out of following him. It added a little excitement to my life. I followed Parker for about ten blocks then he pulled into a strip shopping center. I pulled in and parked where I could watch him. He got out of his car and went into a bar call The Rack Room.

I got out of my car and went over and peeked in the window. I couldn't see much except a couple of pool tables. I opened the door and took a quick look inside. Parker was just sitting down at the bar so I closed the door and went home. I followed Parker almost every night for the next two weeks and he stopped at that same bar almost every night. So now I knew where to find him.

The next step was to get a good disguise. For that I contacted a guy I knew who worked in the wardrobe and make up department of one of the studios. I had helped him out a couple of times so he owed me a favor. I called he and asked if he could help me with a disguise. Barry never asked me what I wanted it for he just asked if I could stop over around noon and he would see what he could put together for me.

By the time Barry was done I didn't recognize myself. I had light brown hair instead of my dark brown. He added a little fulness to my face with some fake skin and then added a beard and mustache to hid the fake skin. Then he made me an inch taller with lifts for my shoes. When I looked in the mirror I asked him how he did it and he just said, "Movie magic."

Then came the hard part. I had to learn to put this stuff on myself. Barry had me go through the process three times and then said I was ready to fool the world. I thanked Barry and headed back to my office. Barry never did ask me why I needed the disguise.

That evening after work I put on the wig and face hair and the lifts and went to a bar that Bill Jackson usually stopped at after work. When I walked in Bill was standing at the bar talking to an attractive woman. I walked over and stood directly in front to Bill and ordered a beer and as I turned to walk away from the bar I looked directly into Bill's face then I smiled and gave him a nod and walked away. I knew that he had no idea who I was. The next test would be Brenda. If I could fool her I could fool anyone.

On Saturday morning I told Brenda I had to go to my office to catch up on paper work. I did this because I knew that Brenda would be going grocery shopping later and I wanted to be ready for her. At my office I put on my disguise and drove back home and parked where Brenda wouldn't see me but I would see her when she headed out to the store. Luckily I didn't have to wait long. I gave Brenda a five minute head start then I headed to the Ralph’s where Brenda does the shopping.

I found Brenda in the produce isle. I walked up in front of her and stopped to look at the fresh vegetables. Brenda had to get around me to get to the items she wanted so she looked directly at me and said, "Excuse me. Can I get by?"

I move out of the way and waved my hand as if to say “You may pass."

Brenda said, "Thank you," and went on about her business.

She didn't recognize me. It was time to start working on Parker.

MISTAKES WERE MADE By KK Chapter Two

The following Monday after work I put on the disguise and went to the bar I had followed Parker to on several occasions. He was there when I walked in. He was shooting pool by himself so I got a beer and went over and asked him if he wanted to play. He said, "For a beer?"

I said, "Sure."

We played three times I won twice he won once. As we were drinking a beer after the last game I introduced my self as Glen Jackson and he said he was Chris Parker. We talked for a while and I asked him where he worked. When he told me I said, "Some of my girlfriend's friends work there." I left it at that.

I went to the bar a couple more times that week and played pool with Chris and talked for awhile. On Monday of the following week I started things rolling. Chris and I were playing our second game of pool when I said, "Oh, I almost forgot. Do you know a girl named Brenda Peyton?"

"She's one of the supervisors at our office. Why?"

"Is she good looking?"

"Yeah, I'd say she is quite attractive."

"Have you ever thought about asking her out?"

Chris shook his head and said, "No. I don't rally know her I just see her around the office and she's married"

"So?"

"Well it's just kind of risky to hit on a superior at you office especially when she is married. It could be a costly mistake. Anyway, why all the questions about Mrs. Peyton?"

I said, "Well I was out the other night with my girlfriend when we ran into some friends of hers. I didn't know them but two of them work at your office. I asked them if they knew you and they said they knew of you but didn't know you personally. Then one of them said that it was funny that I mentioned you because there had been a discussion about you at work that day. It seems that this Peyton broad told a friend that she thought you were very sexy and she wouldn't mind getting a taste of you."

"Wow. She really said that?"

"Well, I can't say for sure, but that's what this girl told us the other night. I don't know why she would make it up. If you want I will ask my girlfriend to try and get some more information from her friends."

"If you would I’d appreciate it. If she was willing I would jump her in a minute."

I asked him if he was married and he said, "Not married but I live with my girlfriend. But I sneak out on her occasionally and I certainly would if I got a chance to stick my meat into Brenda Peyton."

It was getting very difficult for me to act friendly when all I wanted was to knock his teeth out. When we finished shooting pool I said I had to leave then I said, "I will see what my girlfriend Can find out for you."

After that I thought about dropping the whole thing. The idea of that asshole hitting on my wife mad me a little sick. But then I thought that if he did hit on her and was a little too persistent he might get himself fired which wouldn't bother me in the least. In the end I decided to continue with my plan.

The next time I saw Chris I told him that my girlfriend had confirmed what her friend told her. That in fact Brenda Peyton had told a friend or friends that she felt a strong sexual attraction for him.

The funny thing was that Chris said he wanted to act on this but didn't know how. He asked me if he should call Brenda and tell her he heard that she was interested in him and did she want to get together with him.

I said, "That is a bad idea. If you do that you'll scare her off. You can never tell her you know what she told her friends. What you should do is just start finding reasons to run into her around the office. When you do give her a friendly greeting and then start complementing her on the way she dresses or the way she has her hair. Then after you have established a friendly relationship you can go to her office and tell her you need to talk to her. Then tell her you find her very attractive and you can't get her out of your mind. Then ask her if she would stop after work for a drink some night. Make sure you tell it is just for a drink and nothing more.

"If she tells you that she is married and that she would never go out with you, just apologize for disturbing her and say that you won't bother her again and then drop the whole thing. But if she is not emphatic in rejecting your invitation you continue your pursuit. If she says she can't do that because she is married you say that you just want to get together for a drink. Then tell her to at least think about it. After that retreat from her office. Give her a few days and start again. Once you get her to agree to go out with you you're almost as good as in bed with her."

Chris thought for a minute and then said, "I could do that. I like the idea. I'll do it."

That night when I got home Brenda was in bed asleep. As I watched her sleep it struck me that maybe I had gone to far. I decided then that I wouldn't go back to The Rack Room again. If I stopped encouraging Chris he might just drop the whole thing.

For the next two weeks I came home after work every night. Every night as I sat and watched television with Brenda I wondered if Chris had tried to talk to her. The more I thought about it the more I wanted to know if he did, but I couldn't exactly ask Brenda about it. Finally I figured the only way I could find out what was happening was to go back to the Rack Room and ask Chris.

The following night I went back to the Rack Room. When I got there Chris wasn't there and I began to worry that maybe he actually got Brenda to agree to go have a drink with him. Then I thought better of that. Brenda would never go out with him. So I waited. About ten minutes later Chris came in.

He came over to me and slapped me on the shoulder and said, "Hey, I haven't seen ya in a couple of weeks. Where you been?"

"Been getting some overtime. What have you been up to?"

"Remember when we talked about what I should do about that girl at work that has the hots for me?"

"Yeah, Have you had any luck with that?"

To my surprise he said, "Actually it's going pretty good. At first she acted like it was out of the question and I must have been crazy to even suggest that we have drinks. But then after I talked to her a few more times I got the feeling that she might change her mind. Then I asked her again today and she said that she would stop for a drink tomorrow night. She said she would stay for only one drink but I am halfway home."

All I could think was 'Oh God now what do I do?' Well, I didn't do anything. I just sat there and listened as this asshole was telling me what a fine ass my wife has. I wanted to hit him but because I couldn't do that I didn't do anything.

I didn't sleep well that night. I wondered if Brenda would actually go out for a drink with him and would it lead to anything else. I was sick with worry all the next day. Brenda didn't say anything I couldn’t question her. She never said that she was going to be late or that she had someplace to go after work. If she had I could have asked her where and why and she would have been forced to lie. I know she wouldn't want to lie to me. Brenda hadn't really even spoken to me that morning. I guessed she was mad at me for coming home late and drunk the night before.

Anyway, she left for work without giving me a clue about that evening. I was tempted to follow her after work but I decided that wouldn't be prudent. If she spotted me there would be a lot of explaining to do. I figured all I had to do was meet Chris the following night at the Rack Room and he would tell all.

That night Brenda was about an hour later than usual coming home from work. When I asked her why she just said that she had some things she had to do. I sensed that she was a little upset with me. I thought it was probably still about last night.

The suspense of not knowing what happened drove me crazy until the next night when I caught up with Chris at the Rack Room.

I asked Chris if he had his drink with Brenda the night before and he said he had but that it didn't go well. He said, "She met me at the bar and as soon as she had her drink she said that she wasn't sure why she agreed to met me for a drink but she was sure that she should not have and that it can't happen again. I tried to get conversation going but she didn't seem in the mood to talk. Finally after she finished her drink she said that she was sorry if she had in some way made me think that we could have a relationship. Then she said that I should not bother her again and she left."

The disappointed look on his face was making me very happy. I said, "That's a shame," but I was thinking you really didn't think you could score with a classy lady like Brenda did you? Then I said, "So you're going to give up then?"

Chris said, "I guess I'll have to. Otherwise I could end up being accused of harassment and it could cost me my job."

"I guess you're right."

I had a couple more beers with Chris to console him (actually to celebrate his loss). Then I went home with plans to make love to Brenda. When I went into the house and tried to kiss Brenda she pushed me away and said, "You're drunk again. Just go to bed and leave me alone. I wanted to tell Brenda that I wasn't drunk I was just celebrating but I couldn't because she would ask what I was celebrating. So I went to bed.

During the next week I started putting all of this behind me. It was good to have things settled because I was real busy at work. I had to work late every night that week. It was bothering Brenda that I wasn't home at night and I kept promising I would be home on time the next night but then something would come up and I'd be late again.

When things settled down again I found that I missed playing pool with Chris. Probably because I could usually manage to get him to buy more of the beer than I did. I decided to stop at the Rack Room for a quick game of pool and see what Chris was up too.

When I saw Chris I asked how things were at work now that the his advances on Brenda didn't work out. Then Chris said, "You won't believe this but I asked her out again and she went."

I was stunned. I had no idea she had gone out with him again. I tried not to let on how disturbed I was. "When did this happen?"

"Last Thursday. We met after work and had a couple of drinks and Brenda said that this can't go any farther than this. She said that we could be friends but nothing more. I didn't say anything so I guess she thought she made her point. Afterward I walked her to her car. She open the car door and turned to say something to me and I just pulled her to me and kissed her."

I felt like Chris had just kicked me in the stomach.

"When I broke off the kiss Brenda told me I shouldn't have done that so I kissed her again. She told me to stop that and I said that I wanted her. I said that I needed her then I grabbed her hand and pushed it against the bulge in my pants. Brenda pulled her hand away, but not immediately. I think she liked what she felt there but didn't want to admit it to me our to herself. I don't mean to brag but I am rather well endowed and that usually gets a woman's attention even if size doesn't matter to them they are impressed by it. Then when I kissed her again she responded a little but then pulled away from me and got into her car.

"I asked her when we could get together again and she said she didn't think that was a good idea. I told her I needed to have her and I thought that she needed me too. I could tell then from the look on her face that she didn't know what to do so I told her to think about it. Then I said think about that hard cock you just felt, think about having that inside you. You know you want it. Just say the word. She closed the car door and started the engine then just before she left she opened the window and said she would think about it."

I quickly excused myself and went into the men's room and threw up. Then I splashed cold water in my face. When I went back into the bar I told Chris I wasn't feeling good but I would see him the next night. My thinking at the time was that I would show up at the bar the following night as myself and beat the crap out of Chris.

When I got home from the bar I found Brenda sitting in bed wearing a very sexy negligee. When I saw her I almost blurted out, 'What are you doing? Modeling the outfit you're going to wear when you fuck Chris Parker?' I managed to keep my mouth shut. I didn't speak as I went about getting ready for bed. When I got into bed Brenda moved over and kissed me. When she did I pictured Chris kissing her in the parking lot while he pressed her hand against the bulge in his pants. I was repulsed by the image and by Brenda so I pushed her away and said I wasn't in the mood.

Brenda didn't say anything but she looked a little hurt. She just got up and changed into her nightgown and got back in bed. We didn't speak again that night. So she was hurt, big deal, I was hurt too. What was she up to? She can't really be thinking of having sex with Chirs Parker.

I rolled over on my side with my back to Brenda and tried to sleep, but the image planted in my head by Chris was too much for me. When I was sure that Brenda had fallen asleep I got up and went and sat in the living room and tried to figure out what I should do, but I couldn't. I ended up falling asleep on the sofa. In the morning Brenda woke me up but never asked me why I slept on the sofa.

After that I had a difficult time even talking to Brenda. I felt that she had let me down and was getting ready for the major betrayal. It was hard for me to pretend nothing was wrong but I managed. I started coming home after work so I could see what Brenda was up to but she didn't give anything away so eventually I had to go back to the Rack Room.

I hadn't scene Chris in a week and when I asked him what was going on with his quest to get Brenda into bed, Chris said, "Nothing's happening. I called her but she hasn't returned my call."

I asked him if he called her at work or at home and he said that he called her at work. He said, "I don't want to call her at home then have her husband answer the phone."

After that I stopped at the Rack Room every couple of nights to see if Chris had talked to Brenda. The answer was always the same. Brenda wouldn't return his call. I was starting to feel better and I was beginning to think that Brenda must have come to her senses. Then on Monday I stopped in the bar and asked Chris what he was up to and he said, "I just got off the phone with Brenda."