5

Jackie’s Dream

When they reached their room, Jerry opened the door and carried Jackie in. He laid her on the bed and closed the door. Jackie watched with anticipation as he walked toward her. He said, “Let’s continue what you started in the bar.”

This was the beginning of a night that would fulfill Jackie’s expectations. They began to kiss, and it didn’t take long for Jerry’s foreplay to bring Jackie’s hot blood to a boil, and Jerry was able to bring her to the ultimate moment of pleasure. When they had finished, they sat by the fire and held each other.

This was something Jackie missed when they made love at home. Jerry eventually began to fall asleep, and Jackie said, “Let’s go to bed. Maybe you can rise to the occasion in the morning.”

“Never can tell,” he replied.

“I love you,” she said.

“I love you too.”

They said good night and were soon asleep.

Not long after she fell asleep Jackie began dreaming. It was early August, and the weather was hot. Jackie was standing in her kitchen wearing a pair of white shorts, a T-shirt, and sandals. She was making potato salad for dinner when she heard a knock at the back door. It was the delivery boy with her groceries. She opened the door and said, “You must be new. I don’t remember seeing you before.”

“Yes, my name is Chris. I just started at the market last week.”

“Do you live in the area?”

“Yes, I’m a student at Princeton. I took this job for a little spending money and because it fits into my schedule.”

Jackie was having one of her horny days. She thought, What a great-looking guy. My compliments to the grocery store manager for hiring such a hunk. She watched him as he unloaded the groceries from his truck. She couldn’t stop looking at him, especially his great buns. “It looks like you work out.”

“Yes, I was a bodybuilder in high school. I still get to the gym, but my studies and this job make it hard to exercise as often as I would like.”

Jackie asked, “Can you help me with the groceries?”

“Sure. I’ll hand you the groceries and you can put them away.” As he reached for a bag of jelly beans, it slipped out of his hand and broke all over the floor. “Sorry about that. Sometimes I’m a bit clumsy.” Chris knelt down on the floor and began picking up the elusive beans.

Jackie moved next to him and pretended to work at the counter. It was clear she was flirting with this young man by the way she moved so close to him. Jackie looked down and said, “How are you doing?”

“Just fine, Mrs. French.”

“Call me Jackie,” she replied in a seductive voice.

Chris wondered what she really wanted. He decided to see just how far she was willing to go. He put his hand on her inner thigh and slid it up her leg to the edge of her shorts. Jackie continued to work at the counter, supposedly paying no attention to Chris. She didn’t say anything, and Chris continued moving his hand under the leg of her shorts.

Jackie knew what she was doing was wrong. However, this forbidden touch felt so good, she didn’t want to stop him. Part of her was aroused by the attention of this young stud, while another part wanted to stop. In the end, Jackie’s passion won out, and their bodies became entangled in a burst of forbidden passion on the kitchen table on that hot, steamy August afternoon.

When Chris finished, he helped Jackie off the table and they got dressed. “I better get going. My boss will be looking for me,” he said.

“You can tell him for me you did just fine!”

Jackie finished making the potato salad and decided to take a shower and change her clothes. She went up to the bathroom and took off her clothes. She turned the water on and stepped into the shower. The warm water felt good, and Jackie began to think about what she had done. She knew this would lead to trouble and vowed to never let it happen again. She finished her shower and got dressed just before Jerry came home with the kids. They had dinner, and Jackie tried to forget the afternoon.

That next week, Jackie did her best not to think of Chris or next week’s grocery delivery. It was about two o’clock Saturday afternoon when Chris arrived with her order. She went to the door to let him in and said, “Put the bags on the counter.” After Chris finished, Jackie said, “Let me get you a tip. I have my purse in the living room.”

Chris wanted a repeat of last week and followed her into the living room. He came up behind her and began stroking the back of her neck. She said, “Please don’t. Last week was a mistake. I’m married and can’t get involved with you.” Chris detected very little conviction in her voice and continued to caress her neck. His touch felt so good that she allowed him to continue. Chris unhooked Jackie’s bra and began touching her until she responded by turning around and passionately kissing him. They fell to the floor, and before long they were again making love.

This second encounter was the beginning of a relationship that got hotter and hotter. It was hard for them to get enough of each other. The Saturday grocery delivery became an event Jackie planned for all week. She had to make sure that she was alone when Chris came. Their weekly rendezvous became a challenge to keep secret.

Mr. Jones, the store manager, started to receive complaints that Chris was late with his deliveries. When questioned, Chris denied he was late but said he would do his best to speed up his schedule. Despite their talk, the complaints continued. Mr. Jones decided to follow Chris the next Saturday to check on him. Chris had four orders for Saturday afternoon. He left the store about one o’clock with Mr. Jones following him in his car. The first delivery went to the Barrettes, who lived about four blocks from the Frenches. Chris pulled into the drive and unloaded the groceries. It took him about ten minutes, and he was on his way to the Frenches. Chris pulled into the drive, and Mr. Jones parked across the street to observe him. Jackie met him at the door, and he proceeded to unload her order.

Fifteen minutes turned into twenty and then to thirty minutes. Mr. Jones got out of his car and walked toward the house. He first looked in the delivery truck and saw the other two orders in the back awaiting delivery. He went to the back door. The curtain was pushed open, and he looked through the window and saw the groceries sitting on the counter in the kitchen. He couldn’t see either Jackie or Chris. He decided to walk around to the front door and ring the bell. As he passed the living room window, he saw Jackie and Chris in what was obviously the last few minutes of their lovemaking. He could not believe it. Now it was clear why Chris was late for some of his deliveries each Saturday.

Mr. Jones decided not to get involved at that time and returned to his office. He told the cashier to send Chris to his office as soon as he returned from his deliveries. It was about three thirty when Chris returned. The cashier saw him come through the door and said, “You better get yourself to the boss’s office! He wants to see you, and he didn’t appear to be very happy about something.” Chris ran up the stairs to Mr. Jones’s second-floor office and knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

“You wanted to see me.”

“Sit down, Chris. I followed you this afternoon when you made your deliveries. I saw you and Mrs. French.”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“I saw you on the living room floor having sex with her. How long has this been going on?”

Chris knew it was useless to deny it and said, “About three months.”

“Are you nuts? You have your whole life ahead of you. Why did you become involved with a married woman?”

“It just happened. I have no other answer for you.” Chris asked, “Do you intend to tell Mr. French?”

“I don’t know, but you are fired.”

Chris got up and left his office. Dan Jones had known Jerry since he married Jackie, and they were good friends. He didn’t want to become involved, but thought Jerry should know, especially since it was his delivery boy that was involved. He decided to call Jerry that evening. Dan told him he had something important to discuss with him and suggested they meet for breakfast the following Saturday. Jerry agreed, and they planned to meet at the local diner about eight o’clock.

Dan arrived first, and Jerry joined him just after eight.

“What’s on your mind, Dan?” asked Jerry.

“This will be hard to tell you, Jerry. We’ve been friends for almost ten years.”

“What in the world is bothering you?” said Jerry.

“I caught my delivery boy making love with Jackie.”

“You’re nuts. Why would Jackie do that?” Jerry asked.

“I don’t know, Jerry, but I saw them on the floor of your living room going at it last Saturday.”

“Why were you at my house?”

“Several customers had been complaining that my delivery boy Chris was late with his deliveries. This has been going on for several months, and I decided to follow him to see why he was running so late. After he spent over a half hour in your house, I went over to see if something was wrong. As I walked past your living room window on my way to the front door, I saw them,” Dan explained.

Jerry turned bright red, got up from the table, and stormed out of the diner without saying a word.

It was at this point that Jackie woke up from her dream in a cold sweat. She was disoriented for a moment and tried to clear her head. It must have been a dream, she thought. Jackie got out of bed and went over to the sink for a drink of water. She could barely see herself in the mirror since it was just beginning to get light. She looked at the clock. It was a quarter to seven. Jackie wanted to wake Jerry and hold him. She somehow felt guilty for having such a dream. However, how would she explain waking him so early? She didn’t want to tell him about her dream. She couldn’t understand how it seemed so real.

Jackie returned to bed and tried to go back to sleep. She lay there unable to sleep until the clock read half past eight. At that point, she turned over and began to kiss Jerry. He finally awakened and said, “What time is it?”

“Time to begin where we left off last night,” Jackie answered. She knew Jerry liked early-morning encounters, and she desperately wanted to forget her dream. Jackie thought what better way to forget than to make love with her husband. She decided to take charge of the lovemaking. From her earliest relationship with Rick, Jackie had a need to be in control of her life, especially when it came to sex. After their romantic beginning of the day, they took a shower together and went to breakfast.