Amnesia - Chapter 3
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Hetero, Public Sex
Previous parts to this story - Chapter 1, Chapter 2
When Jim came home from work Eve was on him as soon as he entered the house. With her arms wrapped around his neck she pressed her lips to his. Her tongue wormed into his willing mouth where he sucked on it, bringing moans from Eve.
"Wow, what was that for?" Jim asked breathlessly when she released him.
"Oh nothing. I just love you so much."
They chatted like a husband and wife that would be together forever, laughing at each other's jokes and stories. Eve had prepared Jim's favorite dinner -- Caesar salad, chicken parmesan, spaghetti, Italian bread, and a nice red wine. He kept smiling at her as he ate, and she smiled back like she knew something he didn't.
Jim was almost done eating when Eve stood up and began moving her body in a sexy dance. She got Jim's attention who ignored the remainder of his food. Eve began stripping, first removing her top and then shimmying her tight jeans over her hips and down her legs. Soon she was standing in front of her husband in only her panties. Jim noticed, with some disappointment, they were not crotchless. But before he could fret over that, Eve dragged her panties off and threw them into Jim's face. He caught them and inhaled deeply, something that would have disgusted Eve not long ago but now she smiled with glee.
Eve attacked Jim's clothes, almost tearing them as she uncovered his body. Soon he was as naked as she was. Jim had no idea where this was leading, but he was a willing participant. Eve retrieved her glass of wine and brought it to her lips, but didn't drink. Instead, she just stared at Jim with a smirk on her face. Jim was perplexed, but decided to wait and see what was on her mind.
Eve dropped to her knees and held the glass of wine in front of her. She positioned it between Jim's thighs and grabbed his cock. Jim soon found his dick in the glass of wine, Eve stirring the wine with it. Then she pulled his cock out and stuffed it in her mouth, sucking and licking the wine off it. She repeated this numerous times, now finding it more difficult to get his cock back into the glass because it was sticking straight up.
Eve straddled Jim's lap, positioning his hard cock lengthwise within her slit. She wasn't ready to be fucked yet. Moving back and forth, she rubbed his cock with her wet pussy. Eve leaned forward so that one breast was in front of Jim's face. She slowly poured some wine on it. Jim was quick to react and began licking the wine as it dripped down her tit. After a few times she switched to the other breast.
Not all of the wine was caught by Jim so she leaned back and pointed to her wet belly. Jim leaned forward and began licking her skin, causing Eve to laugh. When she leaned back further so that one elbow was supporting her weight on the kitchen table, she spilled some wine between her breasts. Jim licked her as quickly as he could, following the flowing fluid with his tongue. Eve lifted her legs and draped them over Jim's shoulders, leaning back on the table. She poured the wine in her bellybutton causing it to overflow and run down into her pussy. When Eve arched her back Jim understood and began licking her pussy, sucking up the wine and sending shivers throughout Eve's body.
When there was no more wine, Eve reached behind her and grabbed a handful of spaghetti, placing some on each breast. Jim attacked the food like a starving man, sucking it into his mouth and licking the marinara sauce off her sensitive skin, making sure to suck her nipples clean. Eve was giggling, enjoying her game. She took another handful of spaghetti and smashed it between her legs, pushing some inside her pussy. Jim placed his hands under Eve's buttocks and lifted her up, then used his tongue to scoop the spaghetti out. Eve did this several times until her legs locked around Jim's neck and her body arched as she orgasmed.
Eve climbed off Jim's lap and got on her knees. Humming, she took a strand of spaghetti and wrapped it around his hard cock. She did it several more times until his shaft was covered in it. Then Eve opened her mouth wide and paused over Jim's cock, making sure they had eye contact. Her head lowered until she could feel his cock at the back of her throat, and only then did she close her mouth. With her lips pressed on his cock, Eve slowly pulled up, dragging the spaghetti with her and then made an exaggerated chewing and swallowing motion as she ate it.
The playful wife repeated this several more times until she forgot about tying more spaghetti around his cock. She bobbed her head up and down, sucking and licking his swollen organ, until she felt his hands on the back of her head. Eve held his cock between her lips without moving, waiting for his climax... and then he filled her mouth with cum. She held it all in her mouth until Jim stopped cumming. Eve then stood up and waited for Jim to open his eyes. She took Jim's half filled glass of wine and held it beneath her mouth as she bent her head downward. After making sure she had Jim's attention, Eve let the thick glob of sperm flow from her mouth into the glass of wine. When the white substance was floating inside the red wine, she shook the glass as if getting ready to check the wine's quality. Bringing the glass to her lips, Eve flung her head back, swallowing all the wine and sperm. Then she licked her lips and said, "Mmmmm, good vintage."
Eve then grabbed more spaghetti and rubbed her hands all over Jim's body. He was playful and did the same to her. Soon they were both covered in red marinara sauce and bits of food. Jim guided Eve to the floor and got on top of her, rubbing his slimy body against hers. She spread her legs and he easily entered her juicy pussy. His hips began moving to and fro, fucking Eve hard. She came twice before he emptied his semen into her.
The husband and wife laughed harder than they had ever before, looking at the mess on their bodies and the kitchen floor, table, and chair. They decided to shower and ran to the bathroom holding hands. They got the water temperature to their liking and entered, soaping each other up. Actually, they were fondling more than soaping. But after a while they had washed the remains of their dinner and lovemaking off their bodies.
Later, Eve slept through the night without a nightmare. She awoke to find her husband had already left for work. She was giddy as a schoolgirl as she showered. When she went downstairs she saw the mess in the kitchen. Instead of being upset, she giggled remembering how it got that way. She was enjoying life more than a person should be able to.
Eve was humming as she cleaned up the kitchen mess. She picked up a knife off the kitchen table and held it in her hand. She saw it dripping with blood and let out a scream, dropping the knife to the floor. Trembling, Eve stared down at the knife. Then she saw it more clearly and realized the red on the blade was marinara sauce. They had eaten chicken parmesan and it was the red sauce -- not blood. Eve gingerly picked up the knife in her fingertips and dropped it into the sink filled with soapsuds to let it soak. She watched it sink into the suds, her heart beating fast. It had looked like blood. It seemed so real.
Eve was no longer humming while cleaning up. Why was she tormented with such vivid disturbing thoughts? She had a hard time lifting the knife, if only to rinse it off and place it in the dishwasher. While in her hand she visualized the blood again, this time dripping onto her hand. She was shaking as she held it under the faucet, trying to wash away the blood that wasn't there. She made a pact with herself never to see a horror film again. After all, that's where the horrid memories must be coming from.
Eve made more friends and loved her new town. It seemed small to her so she assumed Jim and she had moved from the Phoenix area. They didn't talk about Arizona a lot. It seemed Jim always avoided the subject. She wondered what he was running away from, but dismissed it knowing her loving husband could do no wrong.
Jim and Eve went to a lot of parties, but she enjoyed the time they spent alone best. The sex was great, with her no longer backing away from her husband's suggestions. Whatever he wanted she would try. Eve's wardrobe even changed to include a lot more revealing clothes. She found she liked to wear them -- just like her husband had told her initially. If only she had trusted him from the start.
Eve wondered why her memory hadn't returned. The doctors said it would, but it didn't. But the more enjoyable her life became the less she fretted over the past. She had Jim and that's all that mattered.
"What was the craziest thing we ever did?" Eve asked.
"What do you mean by 'crazy'?" Jim responded, his curiosity peaked.
"You know, what did we do sexually that was really crazy... wild?"
Jim thought hard about all his fantasies and then smiled. "Do you remember that hotel in Hawaii with the glass elevator that was on the outside of the building?"
"I think I do remember an elevator like that, but I don't remember being in Hawaii," Eve said, trying to bring back her lost memory.
"Do you remember what we did in the elevator?"
Eve's eyes got real big and said, "No, but I'm sure you're gonna tell me."
"Let's just say we weren't too high yet, but between floors. I still remember how scared I felt when you hit the stop button. But before I could ask you why you did it, you dropped to your knees, pulling my bathing suit down with you. We were in view of anyone who decided to look our way."
"Oh-my-god, you mean I exposed you?" Eve said, flabbergasted.
"Yeah, but that's not all. Remember, you were on your knees."
"Oh-my-god, you mean I sucked your cock in front of everyone?"
"Yep, and I was able to see all the people looking up at us. A large crowd gathered and I told you about it. All it did was make you suck harder. And then when I came, you pointed my cock at your face and had me splatter my sperm all over you. Then you got up and waved to the crowd. When they cheered, you bowed. And then you scooped sperm off your face and drew a smiley-face on the glass."
"We could have been caught!" Eve exclaimed.
"Well, I started the elevator again and hit all the buttons so they wouldn't know what floor we were going to. Then we got off the next floor and ran to the stairs, laughing all the way. We made our way to our floor and quickly got into our room, locking the door behind us. Our hearts were beating so fast."
"Shit, mine's beating fast right now! I can't even imagine doing that," Eve said. "You really made me do that in public?"
"Made you? It was your idea. I was shocked when you did it."
Eve blushed, envisioning the scene. But it made her excited thinking about it too. She just wished she could remember it so that she could relive the erotic memories along with her husband. If only her memory would return everything would be great.
"Okay, that was the craziest thing we did, but what was your favorite?" Eve asked.
"My favorite thing was seeing you alive in the hospital."
A rush of love spread through Eve's body. She felt her cheeks flush, but not from embarrassment. A warm glow overcame her... one of love for her husband. She wrapped her arms around him and gave him the most passionate kiss to date.
"Wow, what was that for?" the startled man asked.
"Nothing," Eve replied with a huge smile on her face. "I just love you so much. But... getting back to my question... what was your favorite sexual thing we did?"
"Blow-jobs in the car."
Confused, Eve said, "Why would you like that? The garage isn't the most comfortable place to be."
"Not in the garage."
"But you said in the car. I don't... oh, you mean while you're driving?" Eve blushed when she realized what her husband had indicated. When Jim nodded with a sheepish grin Eve blushed even redder. "Would you like to do that now?"
"You mean just drive around while you blow me?" he asked astonished.
"Yeah, if you like it so much. I want to please you in every way." And then after a pause and another shade of red covering her face Eve admitted, "It kinda sounds like fun."
They got into the car and began driving. Eve wanted to please her husband, but now that they were outside in broad daylight she felt a little shy. But she had promised him so she began rubbing his cock inside his pants. She was surprised to find his dick partially hard. She smiled when she realized how excited he must be.
Eve fumbled with Jim's pants until the belt was undone, the snap popped, and his zipper lowered. When she pushed his underwear down, his hard cock sprung free. She giggled as she watched it jiggle from the car's motion.
Eve began licking the underside of Jim's cock with long, wet strokes of her tongue. Jim was so excited he grabbed the back of her head to pull her to him, but she easily wiggled away from his grasp.
"We'll do it my way," she told him.
Eve returned to licking Jim's cock. She began at his balls and dragged her tongue the length of his shaft. When her tongue touched his belly, his cock bounced away from his body and hit her neck. One time when that happened, Eve was waiting. She caught the head of Jim's cock between her lips and sucked it. Jim moaned his approval, but Eve released his dick and brought her tongue back to his balls only to lick him again. Sometimes she took his cock in her mouth while other times she just kept licking.
"You're driving me crazy!" Jim said.
"You drive the car and I'll drive you," Eve said with a laugh. "I'm glad you have a stick shift on you."
Jim was about to say something, but Eve gobbled his cock into her mouth. His words turned into a long moan as she began sucking him. Eve was so hot she opened her own pants and shoved her hand into her panties. While sucking her husband's cock, Eve frigged herself -- in their car in broad daylight.
Eve was no longer just caressing Jim's cock with her tongue. She was all out sucking him, harder than she could ever remember doing it before. Just the thought of giving Jim a blow-job while he was driving the car inspired her. Her head bobbed up and down, relentlessly dragging her mouth along his cock.
"Oh god that feels good," Jim cried out.
Jim felt like his body was going to explode through his cock. He had never experienced a blow-job with so much energy. It was as if Eve was trying to suck his life out through his cock. He felt himself ready to cum and closed his eyes, stepping on the brake. The sudden stopping of the car caused his body to propel forward, ramming his cock down Eve's throat. She gagged, but then felt her husband's sperm filling her throat. Pulling back so that Jim's cock rested on her tongue, Eve continued to suck on his cock as if drinking his cum through a straw.
When Jim opened his eyes he realized he was stopped in the middle of the street. Luckily there wasn't much traffic and a few cars drove around him, peering into his car out of curiosity, but they did not stop. Then Jim saw the flashing lights in his rearview mirror. He pushed Eve's head out of his lap and quickly zipped up, not having time to snap his pants or refasten his belt.
Eve was somewhat stunned and looked up when she heard the tapping on the driver's window. She saw a policeman holding his nightstick. Jim lowered the window.
"Is everything alright in here?" the policeman asked, peering into the interior of the car.
"Yes officer, no problem."
"You came to a sudden stop. I thought you were having a heart attack," the policeman continued.
"No sir, I'm feeling fine," Jim answered lamely.
"I bet you are," the policeman said, nodding towards Eve.
Jim turned to see Eve sitting quietly, some of his cum on her lower lip and chin. He turned back to the policeman and noticed the policeman's gaze was lower. Jim turned back and saw what the policeman was looking at. Eve still had her pants undone and her bright pink panties were showing where her zipper was wide open. Eve saw where they were staring and looked down. But instead of closing her pants, she lewdly spread her legs.
"It's our anniversary," Eve said to the policeman. "I wanted to give my husband a present he would never forget."
"Well... um... I think you succeeded," the policeman said embarrassed. "If I let you go, will you promise to behave?"
"Yes sir," both said in unison.
Without uttering another word, the policeman turned and went back to his car. When he gave a burst of his siren, Jim snapped out of it and stepped on the gas. He noticed the police car tailing him for a while, but then turned around.
"You don't mind if I finish," Eve said.
Jim turned to see Eve's hand back inside her panties, moving rapidly. She was leaning against the passenger door with one foot on the floor and the other on Jim's thigh. She was moaning loudly as her fingers worked within the tight confines of her clothes. Just as her body began to sliver downwards, her thighs came together, capturing her hand between them. Eve's face scrunched up as her orgasm exploded.
Jim kept looking in his mirror expecting to see the policeman again, but they were not interrupted this time. Eve calmed down and opened her eyes, smiling at Jim.
"So, how was it?" she asked sheepishly.
"Fantastic, but I think we better go home now. You got me excited again and I need to fuck you."
"Let's go then," Eve said, closing her pants and sitting up.
The two made it home without another incident. They kept teasing each other with words, gestures, and touching, but nothing that would get them arrested. By the time they were in their garage they were giggling like schoolchildren. As they ran to the bedroom, articles of clothing were flung haphazardly, leaving a trail. Eve was the first to arrive and dove onto the bed, bouncing a few times before rolling onto her back. She spread her legs just in time for Jim to climb between them.
"Oh, I love when you lick my pussy," Eve said wantonly, unlike the way she acted right after the accident. "Stick your tongue inside me. I want... oh god, like that! Fuck me with your tongue. My clit... don't forget my clit!"
"Maybe I should do this to you when you're driving," Jim said, looking up from between Eve's thighs.
"Don't stop! For God's sake, don't... yeah, that feels so good. Eat me. Not when I'm driving though. Oh shit, we'd crash if you... oh yeah, lick me. Baby, you make me so hot. Fuck me with your tongue. Deeper... deeper. Oh god, what are you doing to me?"
Jim began flicking his tongue in and out of Eve's pussy very rapidly. His fingers were prying her pussy open, giving him complete access to the moist hole. Her body jerked so much that he had to use his elbows to hold her down while he continued to tongue-fuck her. Eve stopped talking. Well, she didn't make sense anymore. Sounds were coming from her, but they were not words... at least not any Jim understood. And she was getting louder. Screeches and screams replaced words. Eve's body was bucking as Jim used his tongue on her. He was going to move to her clit, but knew he would never be able to keep his tongue on it -- Eve was moving too erratically. So Jim kept thrusting his tongue in and out of Eve's pussy hole like a snake's tongue testing the air before it.
"OHH GODDD!! OHHH AAAHHHHH!!!!" Eve cried out as she came.
When Eve recovered she found her husband lying next to her with a grin on his face big enough to put the cat that ate the canary to shame. She rolled over and placed her palms on either side of his head, holding him steady. Eve began licking Jim's lips, chin, cheeks, and nose, gobbling up her own juices. When she had licked her husband clean, Eve thrust her tongue into his mouth and passionately kissed him.
Without warning, Eve broke the kiss and scurried down his body, stuffing his cock in her mouth. There were no preliminaries. She began sucking like her life depended on it. Jim reacted immediately, thrusting his hips upwards. Eve didn't bother to stop him and simply placed her palms on the mattress on either side of him and relaxed her throat. She felt his cock enter her throat each time his hips left the mattress. She controlled her breathing and relaxed her throat, letting Jim fuck her throat. She fought her gag reflex, allowing her husband's cock to go deeper into her oral orifice than ever before.
When Eve suddenly pulled away, Jim kept fucking the air. At first he didn't even realize she had abandoned his cock, but soon he opened his eyes and stared at her in disbelief. But Eve had a grin on her face that almost matched the one Jim had a short while before. She got up on all fours and wiggled her ass at him. Jim smiled and got to his knees behind her, but when he went to put his cock into her he found her hand blocking the passageway.
"Put it in my ass," Eve said.
"Oh-my-god, really?!" Jim exclaimed.
"Yeah, hurry up before I chicken out."
Jim lined his cock up with Eve's tight hole and pushed forward. He watched as the small orifice opened slightly, but his cock didn't enter it. He pushed harder.
"Ow!" Eve cried out.
"I'm sorry. Am I hurting you?"
"Uh, yes. But keep trying," Eve said valiantly.
Jim got a better hold on his cock and pushed. He saw more enter Eve, but also heard her wince. He pushed again, but heard the pain coming from Eve.
"I'm hurting you," Jim said, concerned.
"I have hand lotion next to the bed. Try using that," Eve said.
Jim retrieved the bottle of lotion and squirted some directly onto his cock. It sat on top like a glob of thick spunk. Then he squirted some onto his fingertips and smeared it onto Eve's asshole. Using two fingers, he pushed the cream inside, feeling Eve's anus contract around his fingers. Then he squirted some more directly onto her asshole.
Jim replaced the bottle after placing more lotion on his cock. He got behind Eve once more and placed his coated cock against the gooey anal opening. This time when he pushed forward, his cock-head slipped inside.
"Oh shit! Wait a minute," Eve called out, feeling the fullness in her ass. "How much is inside me?" she asked after a short rest.
"Only the head."
"God, it feels so big. Okay, keep going... but go slow. Please Jim, go slow."
Jim pushed a little more and then said, "Honey, relax. You have to loosen up. You're blocking the way."
"Okay, I'll try."
Jim actually felt the muscle slacken so he pushed forward. To his surprise, almost half his cock sunk into Eve's asshole.
"Oh wait!" Eve cried out. "I... I can't breathe. Please wait."
Jim was considerate and kneeled motionlessly behind Eve. He wanted to thrust into her, but he didn't want to hurt her. He just waited, staring at his cock partially buried in her ass. Out of curiosity, Jim pulled her ass-cheeks apart to get a better look.
"What are you doing back there?" Eve asked.
"Nothing," Jim said embarrassed, like a little boy getting caught doing something wrong.
"You're looking at your cock in my ass," Eve said. "That's okay, I don't mind. I'm ready now. I think I can take the rest."
Jim pushed, but he didn't move. For leverage, he pulled out a little and pushed forward. His cock slipped in all the way. He felt his pelvis against Eve's buttocks.
"You're in!" Eve exclaimed. "All the way. I just know it."
"Yep, I'm in all the way. Are you ready?"
"God yes, fuck my ass, baby. Fuck me hard and deep. I'm giving my ass to you."
Jim pulled out halfway and then slowly pushed into Eve's ass. He repeated the motion several times until he knew he wasn't hurting her. He had never felt anything as tight around his cock. He pulled out further before sinking back into Eve's ass. Then he withdrew even further until only the head was inside. Overwhelmed with lust, Jim rammed his cock all the way inside in one shove.
"Uuuggghh!!" Eve grunted.
"Sorry," Jim apologized.
"Don't be sorry, that felt great. Keep doing it. Fuck me hard!"
Jim needed no further encouragement. He began pounding into Eve's ass with a fury. The room was filled with his grunts, Eve's moans, and their bodies slapping against each other's. Jim knew he wasn't going to last long so he reached around Eve to fondle her clit. What he found was her own hand there. She was frigging herself while he ass-fucked her.
Jim put his hands back onto Eve's hips as he thrust harder and harder. But he was too violent and, since Eve's one hand couldn't support her, they fell forward. Eve was on her belly with her hand trapped between her legs and Jim still buried in her ass. He didn't even pause. Jim's cock was like a jackhammer, ramming in and out of Eve's asshole. His thrusts pushed her body into the mattress... and her pussy onto her hand.
They kept fucking like that for a few more moments when Jim couldn't hold back any longer. His scream almost sounded like agony as he filled Eve's rectum with his scalding sperm. Load after load pumped from his cock into her ass while his body convulsed in joy. Eve felt Jim cumming and used her fingers more urgently. He was almost done spurting into her when she felt her own orgasm approach. Her scream mimicked Jim's while her pussy and asshole contracted with her climax. The clenching around his cock prolonged Jim's orgasm as he shot the final globs of semen into Eve's ass.
Drained, Jim collapsed on top of Eve. She was so exhausted that she couldn't move. They lay like that, Eve's clit still resting on her hand and Jim's softening cock embedded in her ass. After a while, Jim rolled off, relieving Eve of his weight.
Both panting heavily, they couldn't even speak. They just lay there, overwhelmed with their great sex. Soon the panting turned into heavy breathing, and then shallow breathing as both fell asleep.
When Eve awoke she realized she had to relieve her bladder. In the dark, she got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom. Just as she got there the door opened and Jim bumped into her in the dark. Eve crashed to the ground, stunned.
"No! Don't hit me! Please don't hit me!" Eve wailed, holding her hands up for protection.
Jim was frozen in place and then reached down to help Eve up. She began flaying her arms and slapping him. When he tried to grab them, he got kicked in the shin. Confused, Jim backed away.
Eve finally stopped kicking and came to rest. She looked up at Jim's shadowy figure in the dark room and studied it. He was smaller than she thought. He was not hitting her. He was... "Oh-my-god," she thought, "he's not Brian!!" All of a sudden her memory flooded back. She remembered her childhood, her name, her abusive husband... scrambled with her new memories since the accident. Eve tried to sort it all out.
"Jim, I'm sorry. I got scared," she said in as calm a voice as she could, but her heart was beating fast. "I have to use the bathroom."
Eve got up, Jim standing clear of her. He didn't know what got into her and thought it best to stay away. Eve went into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. She didn't bother with the light, but just sat on the toilet with her face in her hands.
It all came back to her. Her name was Jacqueline Flemming. Her married name anyway. Her maiden name was Thoroughgood. She had lived in southern California, on the beach. It was a beautiful house, but her life was miserable. She had married Brian Flemming but soon found out his true character. He was a bully. He verbally abused her and often hit her as well. Even in public, like she remembered on the beach. And she took it... for a long time that is.
Then, one day, she was in the kitchen making their dinner. He was in one of his moods and yelled at her for it not being ready. She took it like she had always done until he punched her in the back. Her body lunged forward into the counter, dropping the cucumber she was peeling. When she felt the second blow she cringed in pain. Brian grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. She didn't see the blow, but felt it. He punched her in the face several times. Then she saw his fist over his shoulder and knew it was going to smash into her face again. Out of instinct, she thrust her hand forward, sinking the knife deep into her abusive husband's gut. The expression on his face was mostly surprise. Brian grabbed her around the neck and began squeezing. She felt her life leaving her body. She pulled the knife out and stuck it back in again and again and again and again. She never knew how many times, but the police autopsy later counted 27 stab wounds. Brian's fingers loosened around her neck as he crumbled to the floor in a pool of blood.
In a panic, Jacqueline (Eve) tore her blood splattered clothes off and took a quick shower. Before getting dressed, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her lip was split and her face already swollen. From experience, she knew she was going to have black eyes. She got dressed, grabbed all the available cash and stuffed it into her purse, got into her car and began driving. She didn't know where she was going, just far away from her abusive husband. She drove and drove until she was on a mountain road in Colorado. At the time she didn't even realize she was in another state. An animal appeared in front of her car so she swerved to avoid it. Her tires skidded and she lost control of her car. Thankfully, she was in such a confused frame of mind that she didn't have her seatbelt on. The car door flung open, throwing her from the vehicle. As it turned out, most of the bruises the doctors treated after the accident were caused by her abusive husband. She recalled the joke the nurse had made about her "looking like a prizefighter who lost the fight." In fact, it was the first time she had won. That was the last thing she remembered from her past. All of her other memories were new.
Jacqueline thought of her new life as Eve. She had never been as happy as she was. She had friends for the first time and a loving husband. And, yes, she loved Jim as much as he seemed to love her... maybe more. She sat in the dark and thought about her past, and then her future.
When Eve came out of the bathroom, the lamps on the end tables were on. Jim was sitting on the side of the bed with a worried expression on his face. He looked up at Eve in silence. Eve sat next to him and kissed him softly on the lips.
"I'm sorry," Eve apologized. "It was a bad dream."
"Is there anything I can do?" Jim asked.
"Yes, you can..." Eve hesitated and then said, "marry me."
"What?!"
"Jim, my memory came back. I don't want to talk about my past, but I love you more than life itself. I know we're not married but I want us to be. If it's okay with you I'd like to marry you and live life like we have since the accident."
Jim sat stunned, staring at Eve. He had lied to her, but she didn't care. When he had seen the face of the beautiful woman on the news he could only think of having sex with her. That was his motive for saying he was her husband. He thought he'd use her body for a while and then... well, he never thought past that. But he fell in love with her.
"Honey, I would love to marry you," Jim said, and then kissed her warmly.
The two married in a private ceremony and forever lived as Mr. and Mrs. Jim Garston. Jacqueline Flemming or Jacqueline Thoroughgood no longer existed. The murder of Brian Flemming went as another unsolved homicide in California. Jim and Eve lived a happy and sexually rich life.
And Eve never had another nightmare.
THE END
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