She stood at the front door of her home, waiting for me. "Are you having a problem walking?" she commented, smiling at me seductively. "Is that my fault?""You goddamn well know it is!" I exclaimed. I reached for her, but before I could grab her, she opened the door and disappeared into the house. I staggered into the house after her. I found her standing in her living room. The house was dark except for a small light somewhere which gave off just enough light so I could see her."I'm waiting for you," she purred as I stood there, looking at her. Her fingers opened the buttons down the front of her dress. Then she shrugged her shoulders and the dress slid down her body and floated to the floor. She was standing in front of me nude, save for a pair of lacy white high-cut bikinis.I gaped at the gorgeous woman standing before me for a second, then I started toward her. I couldn't remember ever being more aroused.Katrina grinned while she watched me lurch toward her. "You do want me, do
As my swollen wand slipped slowly into her, Katrina clawed at me and continued making wild, feral sounds.I finally managed to get all of my shaft into her. For a while, I lay on her, not moving."Fuck me! Please!" Katrina begged.I began moving and felt wonderful feelings began to grow and swell through my body.After only a few strokes, Katrina exploded again. "Yes! Oh, yes! It's happening! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! Uh! Uhh!" she cried, her body spasming wildly, as she experienced another powerful orgasm.When Katrina came, so did I. I groaned loudly as another batch of my hot cream jetted into her.After we finished, we once again laid in each other's arms, resting. After a while, Katrina got to her knees, grasped my still-limp penis in her hand, and began to stroke it. I groaned and my hips squirmed and twisted on the bed. What she was doing to me felt wonderful!Katrina kissed my swollen pole and my groans got even louder. "Myn God, you're making me crazy!" I c
I explained about the fake bomb, and also mentioned the note I’d stuck on Gleason’s back.Moose found the stories as funny as Richard had. “Damn, man, you got one helluva sense of humor there,” he chortled.We settled down to wait. I scanned each car that left the building’s parking lot, but didn’t see Gleason. I checked the cabs that pulled up in front of the building, too, along with the people who walked out of the building. There were several very attractive women who lived in the same building. A few minutes after nine a dark gray Ford Taurus pulled out of the garage.“That’s him,” I said.Moose sat up and fired up the van’s engine.“Stay back,” I said. “I know where he’s going, so we don’t have to do a real tight tail. I don’t want him spotting us.”“No problem,” Moose said.We followed Gleason to the office building
“You want me to call the police, Mr. Gleason?” the security guard asked.Gleason looked at the guard, then at me. I tried to look impatient. Moose shuffled around, looking as if he wanted to go, too.“They’re not going to find anything, any more than they did yesterday, the incompetent fools,” Gleason said finally. He looked at the car, then at me. “You sure you can have it done and back here by three?” he asked.“No problem, Mr. Gleason,” I said. “Me and Moose, we’ll do the job ourselfs, won’t we, Moose. We’ll tell the boss it’s one ‘a them priority jobs, right?”“Yeah, we’ll do that,” Moose said.Gleason looked at the security guard. “File a report on this with the police, but tell them I sent the car to be repaired and they don’t have to come over,” he said. He turned to me. “Go ahead and fix it. If I have the damn lease company fix it, they’ll just charge me extra and they probably wouldn’t get it fixed today.”“Where do you want me to bring it at, what, three?” I asked.“Be out f
“Noticed that he checked the brakes,” Moose said. “You’d think he’d trust a couple of trustworthy-looking guys like us.”I handed Moose a hundred dollars.“What’s this?” he asked.“A bonus for doing a good job today,” I said.“What do you think he’s going to do when he hears that tape you put in the car?” Moose asked.The only thing I did to Gleason’s car was put a tape I made up in the tape deck. It was set to run quietly for a while before the message kicked in, so he’d be well away from the building before he heard it. The message said, “We could have gotten you again today, but we didn’t. This is your last warning. Leave Mrs. Wilkins alone or we’ll get serious. We’ve already proved we can get to you any time we want. By the way, have you gotten your place cleaned up yet?”“I hope he cans this shit he’s been pulling on our client, but I don’t think he will,” I said.“So that shit you planned for tonight is still on?” Moose asked as he wheeled the van through traffic.I nodded. “I t
I dropped the binoculars, stood up and, standing in the combat position, aimed my pistol at him. He fired another shot. Before he could work the bolt action on his rifle, I yelled, “Freeze, Gleason! Drop the gun!”He stiffened, turned, and continued working the action on the rifle. I fired at him, aiming for the middle of his body. The rifle flew out of his hands and he went over backward.Moving carefully, I approached him, holding my gun on him. I was pretty sure I’d hit him. I seldom miss what I’m shooting at. He laid there on his back, very still, with his eyes closed. I peered at him, trying to see where the wound was. I couldn’t, so I stepped closer. Too close.Gleason suddenly came to life. His leg came up quickly, too quickly for me to avoid it, and he kicked the gun out of my hand. The next thing I knew, roaring like a wild man, he was on me, his weight carrying me back, taking me off my feet. When we hit the ground, the wind was knocked out of me and, before I could get to m
“No, and I’m not sure I want to again,” I replied. “I’ve never seen anyone as wild as Gleason was.” My ribs still hurt like mad. I winced when I opened the door of my car.Harkins shook his head. “You ought to get those ribs looked at,” he said. “He coulda broke one, kicking you like that.”“Probably did,” I said. “Maybe I will stop at the hospital and have them checked.”“You take care,” he said. “I’m not sure I’d have done it the way you did, but you got two prime assholes out of our hair this week. I’d say that’s enough for anyone. Take it easy for a while, OK?”“You have my word on it, Lieutenant,” I said.The doctor in the emergency room told me my ribs were seriously bruised, but not broken. “Take it easy for a while and you’ll be just fine,” he said. “And I’d stay away from strenuous exercise for a week or so.”“Doc, I plan to sleep for a week or so,” I told him.I left the hospital and drove home. I wanted to see Lyca, but I needed rest, too, and she probably could stand some
My emotions were in turmoil. From dreading what she was going to say I'd gone to a state of near-euphoria. "I...love you, too," I stammered. I took another sip of my coffee, another deep breath, then said, "I'm in love with you."Lyca gazed at me, her expression unreadable. My heart thudded like a jackhammer. What was her response going to be?She squeezed my arm, smiled, and said, "I'm in love with you, too. I knew it the minute you walked back into my life the other day."I couldn't breathe. Lyca had just told me she was in love with me! I couldn't believe it! My fondest dream had become reality!Then, for some reason, things seemed to get strained between us. For some reason, having admitted our love for each other left us not knowing what to do or say next. We at there on the sofa, looking at each other.It was clear to me nothing was going to happen unless one of us did something, so I slid closer to Lyca. She kept staring at me.When I put my arm around her shoulder, she sighed