Carly's Story - Sex Stories

Carly's Story

... sweet time. Then the doctors came by and said that my scans looked great, they aren't as worried as they originally were about my head."

"That's great!" I said. "I'm really glad you are doing so well."

"Detective Shepherd came by this afternoon too, a couple hours before you got here." She said, her voice a little pensive.

"Oh yeah? Any updates?"

"They found camera footage of basically every moment from when we left the restaurant until when the person who called the ambulance found me..."

I found myself hoping that she didn't see that video, that she wouldn't have to relive the worst moment of her life. My concern must have shown on my face.

"She didn't show any of it to me. But she did say that the video was crystal clear, they saw exactly what happened and have a clear picture of his face. They have a warrant out for his arrest and they are looking for him."

Relief spread across my face. "That's great! I hope they get that asshole."

"Me, too." Carly got quiet again. She looked up at me nervously.

"Jason?"

"Yeah?" I replied.

"I think I want to tell you exactly what happened to me last night."

I rose from the chair I was sitting in and sat on the edge of the bed. I was concerned for Carly, and I wanted to make sure she saw that.

"Carly, you really don't have to. I don't want you to feel like you have to relive that nightmare just so I'll know. What's important right now is that you are safe, and you're getting better."

"Yeah, I ...

... thought about that. But the more I've turned it over in my mind, the more I want to tell you about it... I think in some strange way, it's going to help me get past it sooner."

"Ok, Carly. But only if you want to, I'm all ears." I said to her.

"Ok," Carly said, and then took a deep breath before she launched into the story.

"I just moved here from Connecticut about two months ago, and I work for law firm. I'm a paralegal, and I transferred here. I don't know anyone here at all, but I was looking to go somewhere for a fresh start, and this opportunity came up. I don't have any friends or family here, and so my job was where I've been meeting people. I hadn't gone out on a date since I moved, but there was a guy that works in the same building as I do named Rick, and I'd run into him down in the lobby or in the halls, and we'd talk. He seemed like a nice enough guy."

So Rick, I thought. The asshole now has a name.

"Anyways, a few weeks go by like that, he was so polite, not even being forward enough to ask for my number. On Wednesday, I saw him outside the office building and he asked me if I would want to meet him for dinner last night. He had been nice to me, and I thought he was attractive and so I said yes, it's a date! I remember he smiled at me and then we set a time and place to meet up."

"So we get to last night, I was excited to go out with him, he seemed like he was caring and interested in me. I went all out and put that black dress on, did my makeup, ...