Three is a crowd: Will Diane’s sinister plan work?

(Continued from last issue)

David and Diane have been married for years; then there is Julie, the young secretary whose axis collides with the couple’s in ways none of them saw coming.


Although Kenneth and I had spent a wonderful day together, as it grew dark, I knew it was time for me to return to the apartment.

“I should get going,” I announced quietly, a little after seven.
“Why? Stay,” he urged me, his tone almost pleading.
“I wish I could, but I didn’t come here planning to stay and didn’t pack anything for Junior or me.”

“I could drive you back to pack a bag,” he offered.
“Thanks, but I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Why not?”

“You have to go to work tomorrow, and like I said, it’s not something I had planned for, and I’d just prefer for the first time I stay over to be more thought-out, and not just an impulsive decision made in the heat of the moment,” I explained honestly.

I could tell from the way his shoulders slumped that he was disappointed with my decision, but thankfully he did not try to push me to change my mind.

“I really hoped you would stay, but I totally understand and respect your decision – as long as you promise that you will come back,” he answered with a soft smile.
“I promise,” I smiled back.

“And maybe next time, you’ll pack a bag and stay,” he added hopefully.
“Maybe,” I agreed noncommittally.  

The truth was that a huge part of me did in actual fact want to stay, but an even bigger part of me was almost scared at how fast my feelings for Kenneth were developing and I knew I needed to slow down, catch my breath and rationally evaluate the direction our relationship was taking, and where it would ultimately wind up.


While I had made up my mind to have a DNA test performed on Junior, I had not worked out the finer details of just how that was going to play out. I did not know how I would be able to get Julie to agree to the test and since I would not be able to handle Junior on my own, especially considering how attached he was to Julie and that I would be driving, her cooperation was vital.

I figured that my best shot was to catch her off-guard; so, I headed to the apartment first thing the next morning, arriving a little after seven. It took her so long to come to the door that I almost resorted to using my own key, but I finally heard hers in the lock, and a moment later the door slowly opened and she was standing there in a gown.

“David! What are you doing here?” she asked, her eyes wide with shock and surprise.
“We need to get some things cleared up; where’s Junior?”
“Asleep; I just woke up myself.”

“Long night?” I asked snidely.
“What? What are you talking about? What’s going on?”
“Get dressed, and get Junior ready too; we’re going for a ride.”

“What! At this time! Where to?”
“You’ll see, just go get ready.”

“David, this is crazy! You can’t just show up unannounced first thing on a Monday morning and order me to get Junior ready for a drive without even telling me where we’re going!”
“Is he my son?”
“If he is, then I can; so, it’s your call. Are you going to get him ready or not?”

For a few seconds, she just stared at me in confusion, then shook her head and shrugged.
“Fine, I’ll go get him ready, but this is absolutely crazy,” she repeated, then turned and headed to the bedroom.


David had spent most of the night tossing and turning, and was up earlier than usual getting ready to head to the apartment. I had not gotten much sleep the night before either, as I tried to formulate a plan for whatever scenario played out in the morning.

Since I did not know exactly where he was going to have the test done, I knew it was imperative that I trailed him, but I had to find a way of doing so without alerting him of my presence.

I, therefore, did not break from my usual morning routine, and by the time he left the house, I was sitting at the table casually having my morning cup of coffee, in no apparent hurry to leave.

While I did not know where he was going to have the test done, I did know that he would have to go to the apartment first, and I knew where that was; so, there was no need to trail him right from the house but, rather, from the apartment.

To ensure that he did not spot me, I left the house almost fifteen minutes after he had, and was relieved to see his car still in the apartment block parking lot when I got there. I parked on the roadside a few meters from the apartment block gate, but with a clear view of it, so I could see his car when it exited, and then I sat and waited.

I waited for so long, I almost thought his whore had refused to go along for the test, and was about to give up and drive off when they finally emerged from the block, and I immediately sat up and restarted the engine. When his car drove out of the gates and joined the traffic headed towards town, I let three cars pass me, before I too joined the traffic.

Certain that I had not been spotted, I followed them.

Source: The Observer

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