Chapter 6 — Kirt

We pulled up to the cabins my family and I were stuck at almost five months ago. This time it’s summertime and I brought my girlfriend Amber. I know, I know don’t judge me I do plan on divorcing Melissa it’s just going to take a while. I got to find me another house to live in plus a bunch of other things. I still love Melissa but we have grown apart over the years. It was evident during our time being snowed in during the blizzard. And I really did try when we made it back home but we just couldn’t seem to make it work.

I’ll still end up getting the divorce from Mel even if I stop seeing Amber. This girl is a total 10 on looks. Her long brown hair plus her eyes are light brown almost golden and her perfect supermodel body that looks like it’s been kissed by the sun, but that’s as far as it goes. Unfortunately, she has the brains of a chipmunk. Unlike my wife who is crazy smart and pretty in her own sort of bland way.

When we get to our cabin Amber and I start unpacking our bags. I think Amber thought we were staying a whole month since she brought three suitcases full. As I unzipped my one and only duffel bag, I noticed a container of my favorite strawberry Jello with what looked to be grapes in it sitting on top of my clothes. “Oh well it looks like Ms. Housewife made you a snack,” Amber said as she reached for the container. “I’ll put this in the fridge so we can eat it later,” I proclaimed as I snatched the Jello out of Amber’s hand. My brain started racing as I headed to the little kitchen. “What is Mel up to? She has never sent me anything to eat on any of my trips. Why now? What is she up to,” I mused. “Maybe I’m just being paranoid she doesn’t have a mean bone in her body."

When I return to the bedroom to finish putting my clothes up. I find Amber laying on the bed and completely disrobed. Forgetting about Mel and the Jello, I ended up tearing off all of my clothes, nothing on my mind except this beautiful woman’s naked body lying on my bed.

I forget about everyone and everything around me as I thrust my swollen phallus inside her sweet wetness. I squeeze her subtle breasts then I bite her hard nipples which makes her quiver underneath me. Nothing matters to me at all in this moment of ecstasy. I ravaged her perfectly tight body for hours until we both needed to catch our breath. This is why I’m with this beautiful woman. She has a nice tight pussy, and I know she is with me for my money which doesn't bother me.

After I catch my breath I flip her over and plunge myself deep into her perfectly round buttocks. I reach around a grab hard onto those breasts so she can’t get away while I bang her backside. The louder she moans and screams in pleasure I go faster and harder inside of her.

Hours later we finally finish up in the shower then head for a nice dinner out. I took her to this nice restaurant called The Old Faithful. We ended up ordering the signature dinner buffet and sharing it since it had more than either of us could possibly eat. Plus I don’t think Amber really eats anything but salads.

Amber and I returned to the cabin with renewed zest that I started tearing her clothes off of her like a wild beast fixing to devour her. I pushed her over one of the chairs in the living room and took her little perky ass again. As we slowly make our way to the couch I bang my leg on the coffee table. “Dammit! Son of a bitch!” I growl at the pain while I rub my leg where I had just hurt it. I hear Amber laughing on the couch in front of me. “You think that was funny, huh?” I say irritated. “I’m going to give you something to laugh at,” I grab her up from the couch and push her backwards onto the hardwood floor. Then proceed to strangle her as I bang her brains out.

When we finished I looked down at this beautiful woman smiling back at me. “Dang, baby, I didn’t know you had it in ya,” Amber purrs in her southern accent. “That was the best sex I’ve ever had. I rub my fingers over the red marks on her neck. I might have squeezed a little too hard though I’ve left red marks on your neck,” I say apologetically, thanking god that I hadn’t seriously hurt her. After I help her up off the floor she heads into the bathroom to take a shower while I check the messages on my phone. I just knew that Mel had called a thousand times, but no, there were no texts or calls from her, only one from my sweet daughter telling me to be safe.

From what seems like hours Amber finally emerges from the bathroom and I head in to get cleaned up. Sometime during the night, Amber had gotten up hungry, wanting a snack, and decided to eat some of the Jello that had been in my duffel bag. Unfortunately it must have been poisoned, because when I awoke that morning she was dead beside me.

I grabbed my phone on the table beside me and called 911. The police and EMTs were there within minutes. Officer Herrick started questioning me about what Amber and I were doing there. “We just wanted a break from the city,” I informed him. “Has she been sick, or any history of heart problems,” He asks, staring me dead in the eyes. “No heart problems that I am aware of as far as I knew she was healthy,” I reply, hoping to god that I didn't know that I was here having an affair. But my luck just wasn’t that good. As I was answering another of the Officers mundane questions another officer walked up and whispered into Officer Herrick’s ear. “Excuse me for a moment,” He says as he follows the other officer.

I watch as they walk up to an older gentleman whom I recognize right off the bat. It was the man who I had paid to scare Mel during the blizzard. “Mr. Michaels the deceased isn’t your wife is she,” He asks already knowing the answer so there was no way I could lie my way out of it. I take a deep breath and answer honestly, “No, she was my mistress. My wife and children are back in Montana they think I’m on a business trip."

Detective Braylon walks up “So what do we got,” He questions the officer that has been questioning me. They step a little ways away from me before Officer Herrick answers “A deceased twenty four year old female. Who was this guy's mistress? He didn’t want to tell me that he was married with children until the neighbor told us." The Detective walks back over to where I was sitting on the steps and says, “Where are you from, Mr. Michaels?”

“I already told that officer everything why are you asking me the same thing."

“Because I want to hear it from you."

“I’m from Billings, Montana, and before you ask, no, my wife doesn’t know where I am. She thinks I’m at a business retreat."

Just then another officer comes out of the cabin and motions for the Detective to follow her inside. “Excuse me, stay here, don’t go anywhere,” he orders as he follows the officer inside the cabin. "So what did you find Officer?” Detective Braylon asks as he follows Officer Knox into the tiny kitchen area. “Well, Detective, we found this Jello with what looks like grapes in it, but then we found this on the floor,” she says, showing him the belladonna berry. “It matches the ones in the Jello. These are belladonna berries and they are quite poisonous."

“Take some other officers and search the woods behind the cabin and see if there is any growing around here,” He commands, staring at the poisonous berry in front of him.

“Yes sir,” Officer Knox replies as she points to two other officers listening in. Detective Braylon then looks up at the opened cupboard and notices the boxes of Jello. “Dust those boxes of Jello for prints, and I want a rush put on those. I don’t want the murderer leaving my state,” he orders the forensic team in the kitchen. “Officer, come with me please,” He says as he starts heading back outside.

“Kirt Michaels your under arrest for suspicion of murder,” Detective Braylon says matter-of-factly. “You have the right to remain silent anything you say can and will be held against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney one will be provided for you. Do you understand these rights I have just read to you. No with these rights in mind do you wish to speak with me."

“I swear to you I didn’t kill Amber you’ve got to believe me,” Kirt cries out. “Well, then how did these poisonous berries get into the Jello?” Detective Braylon asks, showing him the Jello and the single belladonna berry that had been found on the floor.

“I-I don't know. I found the Jello in my bag when we got here yesterday,” Kirt whimpers. “My wife, Melissa, she had to of done it and placed it in my bag for me.”

“Your wife, the one who you said thought you were at a business retreat? You're saying she planned it all out?”

“She knew I had been having an affair, but she also thought I had ended it. I don’t know! All I know is that I didn’t kill Amber.”

“Either way, you gotta come with us until we figure out who did.”