Secret Affair

It was a warm dark night along Route 22 in Ratcliff Arkansas. Molly Richards had just got off work and was heading home. She worked 10 hours a day for an online advertising firm.

She didn't sleep well the night before, and she just wanted to get home. Molly's head lights shined off the glossy wet highway as she drove around the turn just outside of Ratcliff. When out of no where a deer jumped on the roadway! Before you know it BOOM, SMASH, and then silence. When she avoided the deer her SUV smacked a tree.

Then as Molly awoke, she couldn't see anything. The only thing Molly heard was, "Hey, can you hear me? Where does it hurt? Can you feel me holding your hand?" This was the sound of Jim Bridges who worked for the Ratcliff Fire Department.

The flashing lights from the near by fire engine, and police cruiser's lit up the area. They thoroughly examined Molly and then put her on a back board. Jim started an IV line in Molly's left hand, and then he administered some medication into the IV line for the pain.

Molly was still, her eyes closed, puffy, and bleeding. The tree did all sorts of internal damage when she struck it traveling over 55 mph. There was lacerations all over her body, and both her legs were broken. The emergency personnel along with Jim lifted Molly into the ambulance. They made sure that Molly was stable before they pulled out to head for Ratcliff Hospital. The ambulance began to move and the sirens blared out in the warm night air.

The ambulance pulled up the hospital drive and around to the emergency room entrance, and Molly lost consciousness. Jim jumped out and opened both ambulance doors, then he pulled out on the gurney Molly was strapped to. The ambulance EMT pushed while Jim pulled, and they unloaded Molly. They took her in the emergency room.

Dr Carl Heckler, along with Nurse Elle Kutz will attend to her. They began to push Molly in through the emergency room doors, and the doctor and nurse took over.

"I need a chest X-ray stat! Let's get a look at these lacerations. Nurse, start an EKG," the doc stated.

Molly's heart started to shut down. Her blood pressure went way down, her heart rate slowed. Then the heart monitor began to buzz as it shined bright, flat line!

"Let's go people, start CPR right away. We are going to zap her."

Dr Heckler attempted to jump start Molly's heart, "Clear! Nothing, let me try it again. Clear! Oh no, looks like we lost her!"

The doctor turned and looked at Elle who is the head Registered Nurse in the ER. "Cover her up, she's gone."

Elle lifted up the white blood stained sheet and covered her. Afterward she headed to the doctors office. He was taking off his blue cap and wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"I guess that's it for the night doc. I'm heading out after I clean up and finish my paperwork. I will see you tomorrow," Elle said.

Dr Heckler sat down at his desk and looked up at Elle, and he winked and smiled, "Hey, we tried our best Elle, she was doomed before she even got here. See you tomorrow," said the doc.

On the way home Elle reached in her purse and pulled out her cigarettes. She lit one up and drove on as her radio played old time country. She passed the old Route 22 motel, and she smiled to herself.

Several minutes later she spotted some flares burning along side the highway. She thought to herself, "This must be where the accident happened tonight."

Elle was right, as she drove by slowly spotting some pieces from the accident. It wasn't long until she reached her driveway. To her surprise the mailbox was empty. So she continued up the driveway and spotted lights from her home. Her husband Ed's truck was parked in front of the garage attached to their home.

Edward Kutz was forty years old, and he spent most of his life driving tractor trailer truck for a freight company.

She wondered why Ed was home, because he wasn't suppose to be home until the following day. She pulled up next to his truck and parked. Then she gathered up her things and headed for the house.

As she approached the front door it opened, and Ed was standing there drinking a beer and smiling, "Hello baby, I am so glad your home now. I got done early, so I came home for the night. I will be leaving early in the morning though tomorrow to head to Fort Smith."

She put on a fake smile and hugged Ed. "Good to see you baby."

He squeezed her tight, then afterward she hurried in the house. She tossed her purse and keys on the table. "What a night, we lost another one to careless driving." Elle said. Then she headed up the stairs to get out of her clothes, and into the bath tub for a warm soak.

Ed sat down and started to watch the rest of the baseball game on TV. While sitting he finished his beer, and had to piss. So he went upstairs and noticed the bedroom was dark. He figured Elle went to bed already. He was understanding, and liked to watch sports alone and drink beer when he got home from work. Besides when Elle sat down with him in the living room, she would always read a book and hardly speak to him.

They were married for almost ten years now, but they started to grow apart in her mind. Ed really loved her, and she made him very happy. He couldn't wait to get home to drink beer and watch sports, but he always thought of seeing her too. Elle just grew more distant by the day.

Monday would come before you know it, so it was time for bed. Ed turned off the TV, and walked into the kitchen to throw out his empty can of beer. He double checked the lock on the back door, and turned out the kitchen light.

He headed up to the bedroom quietly, because he didn't want to wake Elle. She was already breathing deep, so it was obvious she was asleep. He climbed in bed next to her, and rubbed up against her. Sex was on his mind, and the beer made him horny.

He was a typical truck driver, but had many years experience. So between them they made out well. They had a nice country ranch home and lots of land.

The shed in their yard was a sign of sweat to both of them. It was the home of the Warthog Mower, and they both hated running the old thing. When the grass did get high Ed would always end up cutting it. He got angry though and let Elle know that he did most of the work around the property.

While the two lie in bed he reached over and started to caress one of her breasts. She moaned and said, "Leave me alone Ed I'm tired."

He got upset and rolled over away from her. He remembered coming home a couple days ago to find the toilet seat up. He also took into account her attitude towards sex. Quite frankly he was tired of masturbating in the shower. It was six months since they had sex, and all of this made Ed quite suspicious! While thinking about this he fell asleep.

The next morning at seven the alarm was screaming in his ear. He woke up and shut it off, and he noticed Elle was out of bed. He figured she had left for work already. So he got up and used the bathroom, and then put on his work clothes. He had a delivery to make, and it was a long drive to the big city. When he bent down to tie his boots he noticed a red string on the floor. He had an idea, so he picked up the string and made the bed.

He placed the string just under his side of the bed cover. This way he would have a pretty good idea if anyone was on his side of the bed. He also made sure the toilet seat was down. He went down and poured his morning coffee and smoked a cigarette. The weather was on his little kitchen TV set. After he finished his smoke he shut everything off and headed out to work.

He was on his way out of the drive way to pick up his trailer load of paper products, and make his deliveries. That same morning Elle was having breakfast at Dr Heckler's house.

Dr Heckler was a 45 year old man, he had recently been divorced and was living alone. The doctor and previous wife Cathy had no children. Their reason for divorce was that they grew apart, and didn't get along anymore.

While they sat and ate the doctor was telling Elle how much he admired her beauty, "You're so sexy Elle, especially in your uniform. I wanted you so bad at work last night. I just couldn't get you off my mind."

She smiled and got up, then she approached the doc's chair. She started to unbutton her nursing top. The doc was getting really horny, and he pulled her towards him. He caressed her breast, and then started making out with her. He pulled down her pants, and massaged her thigh. She moaned with pleasure, and then undressed the doc. They made love on the kitchen table.

The doctor said as they finished, "Wow, that was great baby. What do you say we have round 2 tonight after work?"

Elle smiled and started putting her clothes back on, "We'll see sweetie, I don't know what time the asshole is getting home."

The doc laughed and got dressed. She picked up her purse and keys and walked out of the house. The doc followed and they got in their cars and pulled out. They were starting to get brave now, at first they only seen each other at night. They also stayed at the Route 22 Motel a couple times too, but only at night. So now they were pushing their luck.

They both arrived at work and walked in the emergency room entrance together. Once inside they always kept a very professional relationship. The day went on at the Ratcliff Hospital like any other. The day would end though unlike any other before it!

"Nurse Kutz Line 6, Elle Kutz Line 6," the hospital's paging system blurted out.

As Elle made her way to the phone she figured it was Ed calling. He would call her whenever he was going to be really late getting home; or if he would have to spend the night on the road.

"Hello!"

"Hey baby, I have to wait in Fort Smith for my next load. I won't be home tonight at all. I should be home tomorrow afternoon some time though." Ed said.

"Ok Ed thanks for letting me know. Be safe and have a nice trip home," she replied.

Then she hung up the phone and went back to Dr Heckler's office, but he wasn't there.

Elle wrote him a note, "Dear Doc, tonight it's on, I'm going to make you scream !"

Then she went back to work, and the rest of the day went on normally. She had the doc on her mind as the day wore on. Then it was quitting time, and she finished up her daily paperwork and headed out.

This night though Elle had some special plans. She wanted to have passionate sex with the doctor out in her yard under the stars with a bottle of wine. She told the doc about the plans.

He thought it was a great idea since Ed wasn't due home. "I will meet you then at your place in about 2 hours," said the doc.

Elle headed home and got a hot bath, but tonight she had put on her sexy nighty. She was a very good looking woman, she didn't wear a lot of make-up, and her long black hair was beautiful. Her body was tight from years of running, and she is what you might call a looker. What Ed didn't know is that Elle made some plans already. She was sick and tired of him.

At the same time, Ed was plotting his own plan. He made up what he said on the phone to Elle at the hospital earlier that day. He was already 3/4 of the way home, and his paranoid mind was beginning to get the best of him.

Just about the same time Dr Heckler was pulling up the driveway at their house. He got out and went up to the front door, and there was a note? It read. "Come around the back my love, I am waiting for you to enter my body!"

The doc got all excited and headed around the back of the house. There was Elle in the moonlight lying on a large blanket, it was spread out on the lawn. A bottle of wine sat beside her on a tray, along with two glasses.

She sat up and teased the doc, and she touched herself. The doc clutched her arm, and started to caress and kiss her neck. The two wanted each other so bad, and it didn't take long until all their clothes came off.

She sat on the doc, and he entered her body. She moaned in ecstasy, "Oh yeah do me doc, faster, oh yeah your so good baby!"

Meanwhile pulling up on the side of Route 22 was Ed. There was a little pull off large enough to park his truck safely. The lights went out as the truck's engine came to a stop. Ed hopped out and locked his door as he began to think of the string, and the toilet seat. He couldn't get that out of his mind. That's why he lied to her, because his suspicions were so strong. He wanted to either catch her with someone, or not. Then his mind could rest easy.

He started to walk up the highway, and he wasn't far from his driveway. His thoughts were racing and he was now sweating profusely. He reached his driveway, and the moon lit the path for him. When he got towards the top of his driveway he noticed a car. He knew this car, it was Dr Heckler's car!

He began to creep towards the house, the lights were on and Elle's car was parked besides the doc's. Then he heard voices, and they were coming from the back of the house. This made him think; he thought about his string, and how he would've never found out because the voices were outside.

He headed around the house, and what he seen sent him into a terrible rage. There was Elle and the doctor having sex on the back lawn. His blood pressure shot up, and he started shaking as he stood there watching. Minutes went by, he was so deep in thought.

He was shocked even though he expected it, but still he didn't know how to process it in his brain. He felt a sharp pain in his head; as his whole world fell to pieces right before his very eyes!

He yelled out, "Hey, you fucking bitch, and you Dr Heckler my so-called friend. I can't believe what I am seeing!"

The doctor got up quickly, and stumbled to put his pants back on. She just looked at Ed and watched on her knees. He walked up to the doc, and swung at him. His fist shot forward and pounded the doctor's face. The doc started bleeding from the nose, and they became engaged in a body lock. They rolled around on the lawn, and Ed clutched his throat with vise like grip.

Elle screamed out, "Ed, your going to kill him, stop it!"

He kept on him, and was now sitting on his chest choking him. "You dirty rotten son of a bitch. You're suppose to save lives, not rip them apart!"

The doctor's face was turning purple as he gasped for air. Elle jumped up and ran towards the house. Ed paid no mind to this as he released his hand from the doc's neck. The doc started coughing, and Ed went to punch him again.

Elle was on her way back though, and had a metal spade shovel. She swung the rusty shovel with all her might, it struck Ed in the back of the skull. He immediately fell forward on the doctor's chest.

Then he shot back up dizzy and covered in blood, "You fucking bitch, your dead now!"

She quickly raised the shovel and swung it again as hard as she could. Blood shot everywhere! She broke his nose and knocked him unconscious.

The doctor jumped up and started to panic, "What did you do Elle. He's going to die if we don't call an ambulance right now!"

She was standing there naked, and the two started arguing. The doctor wanted to help Ed, but Elle had an evil side to her that no one knew about.

She said, "Get out of here, and go home. I will take care of all this, and then call you later."

The doctor didn't argue, he hurried off around the house. Then jumped in his car, and peeled out. Elle started laughing, "What a pussy."

The doctor was a very strong man mentally at work, but apparently violence wasn't his thing. She looked at Ed's body, and then wrapped him up in the blanket. Afterward she ran in the house to get some duct tape and gloves.

The door swung open, and out she came. She started to wrap up his body, and then she ran up to the shed. The moon was out so she could see quite well. She had the shovel with her and the gloves were already on her hands. Around the back of the shed she started digging. After she got a couple feet down she stopped, and went for the body.

It took everything she had to drag his lifeless body up to her freshly dug grave. Just to make sure, she swung the shovel striking him one last time. Then she threw down the shovel, and pulled his body into the dark grave. She quickly started to fill it in covering his body with fresh soil.

Afterward she walked towards the house in relief, and then remembered the grass seed. She went back towards the shed and grabbed it, and sprinkled the fresh soil covering Ed's body. She was finally exhausted, and went back in the house. She was still naked, so she headed directly to the shower.

Later that night she couldn't fall asleep, and there was no way she could miss work the next day. Also it kept on running through her mind, "Where was Ed's truck? How did he get here without us hearing him coming up the driveway?" Her mind was filled with thoughts, paranoia began to set in. Elle planned on killing Ed, but she never thought about every single little detail. She eventually fell asleep, and the night gave way to sunlight.

The alarm clock went off and she got up to shut it off. She went down the steps and started to make coffee, and thought, "Oh shit! I forgot to call Carl last night after I was done."

She called right away, "Hey everything is fine Carl. I will see you at work." Then she hung up the phone.

Not long after it was time for her to leave. She drove out slow and wondered where Ed's truck was parked? While heading down Route 22 she spotted his truck. Her mind began to race as she drove by. What should she do now? Report Ed missing? Wait a couple days and pretend things are fine?

She arrived at work and was sweating and she had to force herself to go in work. She walked in the emergency room entrance, and a fellow worker was coming outside for a smoke.

"Hey girl, you look like shit this morning! What happened to you? Out all night drinking or what?" the nurse smiled.

Elle smiled back but kept walking, and then she spotted Dr Heckler. The two looked at each other and then turned. She kept walking to her desk, then another worker approached her. She handed her the patient roster for the day.

As the day progressed she started getting paranoid, "Should I kill Carl too? He was acting like a pussy last night, and now he won't even look at me."

These thoughts continued as Dr Heckler approached her, "Elle, I need the chart for the heart attack patient Mr Roberts."

She quickly searched for it and knocked all of her files off the desk.

"Are you alright Elle? You don't look to hot today," the doctor said with concern.

She looked up at him, "Fuck you Carl, don't you give me shit today. You ran out on me last night like a little boy!"

The doctors eyes grew large and he said, "Shhhh, are you crazy."

She handed him the file and said, "Get the hell out of here, you make me sick asshole."

The doctor grew worried and confused as he walked off towards the patient.

Later on that evening as Elle left the hospital the doctor spotted her and he walked up to her, "Elle, I think we need to talk, can you come over tonight?"

She agreed and then hurried up and started her car and spun out squealing her tires as she left the parking lot. Dr Heckler also headed home, and he was now scared.

"If she could kill her own husband she could kill me just as easy," he thought to himself. While the doctor thought Elle drove past Ed's truck again.

"Someone was sure to spot Ed's truck in a place it wasn't supposed to be," she thought as she approached her driveway.

She drove up to the house, passing the mailbox which was now filled with mail. As she approached the house she parked and then shut off the car. Her mind was racing, and panic started to set in. She just wanted everything to be normal again. She was beginning to wonder if the whole affair had been worth it.

Lust is a very powerful thing though, it drives people to do things they would never normally do. Elle's plans on marrying the doctor one day began to fade. Time was against her now and so was her own mind.

She got out of the car finally after about 20 minutes and walked up to the front door. Her keys fell out of her hand and hit the porch. The thud started to fill Elle's mind with the sound of a prison cell door slamming shut. She picked up her keys and entered the house, it was very quiet. Was this Ed's spirit haunting her already?

Elle grabbed one of Ed's beers and chugged it. Then she grabbed another and sat in his chair in the living room. She smoked a cigarette and had thoughts about the doctor turning on her. She was waiting for the phone to ring, and she wondered when the police would realize Ed's truck was just sitting there along the roadway.

The time went by and she was now drunk out of her mind. The phone started ringing, and she picked it up. It was the doctor and she threw down the phone. She started laughing hysterically, and her mind snapped!

She got up and started to stumble around, then her face kissed the floor. She got up again and stumbled up the stairs to the bedroom. Her mind was now getting the best of her. She reached up on the wall for Ed's shotgun. Then she pulled out the top dresser drawer and began to throw his socks on the floor as she scrambled around for the shells. She found one, then two, and began to load them into the gun.

Elle then began to walk down the steps, she didn't know what was to come. There were no more plans now. "Things are turning to shit," she thought.

Then she heard a car door, but the Elle that everyone knew was long gone. The woman standing in the living room now was over taken by her own mind. The anxiety was terrible, she'd never had so many thoughts running through her head.

Then there was a knock on the door, Elle answered it and pointed the shotgun at the doctor. He began to put his hands up in the air and said, "Elle, sweetie, please put down the gun and we can figure a way out of this. We are both very intelligent people, it's not too late."

Boom, click, click, Boom, the shotgun sounded off. The doctor's body flew in the air, and landed in the grass! Blood was everywhere, the doctor was spread out on the lawn now. His body was torn to pieces, one shot hit his chest destroying it; his was soaked with blood. The second shot blew half of the doctor's head off, and there was brain matter and blood everywhere.

Elle's front porch looked like a slaughter house. She stared at the doctor, then she began to laugh hysterically!

The shotgun hit the porch, and she turned and went to the phone. Her face was painted red from the powerful blasts. She dialed 911 and placed the phone down, knowing they would trace the call.

She went out on the porch and picked up the shotgun. Her mind was now in overdrive as she raised the shotgun up and placed the barrel in her mouth. When she pulled the trigger nothing happened except a click.

Elle had only loaded two shells in the shotgun. She laughed in a psychotic manner, and the sound of sirens filled the air. She looked up and what she saw next would stick with her until the day she died.

There was white cloudy figure in the driveway where Ed parked his truck. It was Ed, and he appeared alive and well. His clothes were perfect and clean, and he smiled.

"Is that really Ed?" she thought.

Then the police were coming up her driveway, and she turned her head looking in that direction. When she glanced back at Ed he smiled, and disappeared. The police cars came to a sudden stop as they jumped out.

"Freeze, don't you move or I will blow your head off," shouted the police.

Elle was on the porch on her knees and covered in blood. Drunk and Crazy she passed out.

When she woke up she was strapped to a hospital bed. She began to pull and fight to free herself, but it was no use. Then her door opened, she was not in prison or jail; but the county's Mental Hospital. Elle went from care giver to patient. Is lust really this strong? To want another human being so bad that it could lead to murder? Elle knows the answer to these questions now. What she didn't know is that Ed would never leave her side.

The door opened and it wasn't a nurse or doctor. She looked up and saw Ed again, and he was laughing at her the way she laughed at him. As fast as he appeared he was gone. Was Elle now schizophrenic, or was this the ghost of Ed finishing what she started?

Just then a nurse approached her, "Time for your medication dear."

The nurse had an odd smile, and Elle looked at her name tag which read: Cathy Heckler R.N.

THE END