Seven Days Of Sin

(iii)

(iii)Carla got ready: stockings and quarter-cup bra under an innocent, benign summer dress. If anyone saw, or if her husband came home, Carla could pass for a casual shopping trip down at the mall.

She looked like she was heading out for coffee with a friend.

Going to book club.

Whatever.

Carla had the Mid-50s, ultra-attractive, gym-fit, suburban wife and mom thing down.

She could blend-in wherever, a poster-girl for success and affluence. Not showy, just the right side of boring, a deliberate cover to mask the wild inner slut.

Carla grabbed the big leather bag, thin necklace, symbols of marriage and fidelity flashing and sparkling on the third finger of her left hand, and wearing sensible shoes, Carla left the house. She took care to set the alarm and locks before walking down the driveway, taking a left before walking a hundred feet along the wide street

She turned into the neighbor’s drive.

He opened the door as Carla approached.

“Hey, neighbor,” he said.

Carla paused on the step, playing the game of casually dropping by.

“Hi,” she put in.

He asked: “Wanna come in?”

“Sure,” Carla said.

He smiled and stepped aside.

Carla moved past him and stood in the hallway.

She heard the door snick shut.

“Saw him leave,” the neighbor said.

Carla nodded, anticipation winding tight.

“Okay. We’ve got fifteen minutes,” she said.

The neighbor nodded.

Asked: “Time for a drink?”

“It’s early but I could use one,” Carla said.

The neighbor’s eyes moved over Carla.

He said: “You’re a cheating b***h, but f**k, nobody would ever know. Not just by looking at you.”

Carla shrugged.

“I’ve been doing it fifteen years. I’ve had a lot of practice.”

The neighbor shrugged, chuckled, and shook his head.

“You mentioned a drink,” Carla said.

The neighbor nodded.

“Sure.”.

Fifteen minutes later, with the light buzz on her, and after swapping the sensible shoes for four-inch heels, Carla felt the excitement jump inside when the doorbell sounded.

“Your dates,” the neighbor said.

“Go let them in. Let’s get this party started,” Carla told him.