The Drifter in Disguise

Rendezvous

The cool, summer morning breeze woke Mary up from her deep slumber. Her husband Richard was already outside pulling weeds when she glanced out the window. This was the first time she could remember sleeping in this late. Something seemed off and Mary...well, she felt different.

Mary walked up to her bedroom mirror and gently placed her hand on her breasts. Her mind couldn't stop thinking about her encounter with Frank last night as she turned to the side to slightly admire her curvy frame. It's been a long time since a man made her feel this way. Before her intrusive thoughts continued to linger on, Mary snapped out of it.

"No. I have a husband." she told herself. "Frank won't be here for long. Heck, that might be the plan that he mentioned last night. The sooner the better."

After putting on a new summer dress, Mary headed downstairs. Slightly relieved, Frank was not in sight. As she stepped outside, she saw her husband standing next to the shed. The same one that Frank fucked her in. While loading up his tools, Richard spotted Mary and walked towards her.

"You alright hun?" asked Richard.

"Yes dear... just not feeling well." answered Mary. "Probably just a stomach bug. Ain't feeling much of myself."

"I'll say...the shed sure doesn't look like it." Chuckled Richard. "What did you tell that boy to do?"

"I...uh..." before she could respond, her husband continued. "Ahh, never mind. No need to worry dear. I already took care of it. You just take it easy today and see if we can get this Connor feller working or on his way."

Realizing Frank was unaware of what happened, Mary nodded and went back inside. While pouring a glass of iced tea, she looked out the living room window and saw Frank on his walkie-talkie, standing in her front yard. Her heart started to race as she wondered what he could be plotting next. Soon, she heard Richard entering the house. Quickly downing her tea, she walked back into the kitchen and started to fill the sink with hot water.

"You go shower and rest hun." she said. "You did a lot today. Let me take care of the rest of the house."

"You sure?" He asked.

Mary gave him a peck on the cheek and nodded. Richard soon headed upstairs and showered. Mary dunked all of the dirty dishes into the sink and began to scrub. Doing the dishes was therapeutic for her and it helped take her mind off things. After 10 minutes, Mary was cleaning the last plate. While scrubbing, she felt a pair of hands slowly caressing her hips. Slightly being turned on, Mary turned around.

"Done with your sho-."Before finishing her sentence, Frank was standing right in front of her, undressing her with his eyes.

"Done with what?" He asked as he deliberately slid his fingertips along Mary's hips.

"What are you doing?" She nervously asked.

"Just checking in on you miss." He responded. "After last night, I just wanted to make sure you were well taken care of."

Mary slid his hands off of her and turned around. "Forget last night. It wasn't supposed to happen!"

Frank leaned in and whispered into her ear, "Well it did... and if you remember, we have plans for today. That's if you or your husband don't want any trouble."

After a few seconds in silence, both Mary and Frank heard the shower turned off. Mary didn't like the situation she was about to be in but she felt like she had no other choice. "What is your idea?"

"Meet me by your husband's truck in 30 minutes. Only you. We have to make a trip into town." he said.

"Fine." She responded.