Escort Girls Bk3 - Lucky Stiff Pt 3

Lucky Stiff

Book Three of the Escort Girls Anthology

By Magda McKune

Part 3

CHAPTER 9

I closed the door behind us, tossing my purse onto the side chair as my friend dropped heavily into the easy chair. "Whew," Ruby expelled, draping her arms limply over the sides. "This day has been more of a workout than I've had in weeks."

"It's been a full day," I agreed. I moved behind my friend and kneaded her shoulders with my fingers. "And then some."

The woman closed her eyes and lolled her head to one side. "Hmmmm," she purred. "That feels great."

"Want me to give you a massage?"

"I thought that was what you were doing."

"I mean a full body massage."

My roommate grinned and rested her cheek against my hand. "You think you have enough energy?"

"Sure," I smiled, cupping her face in my palm. "As long as we do it up right."

She sighed, "I'm putty in your hands."

I leaned over her shoulder to give her a peck on the cheek. "Let's do it out here where there's enough room," I suggested. "Be a babe and set the mood with some mellow music."

"I can do that."

I crossed around her side and walked to the hall closet. "We'll need a spare bed sheet so we don't get carpet burns."

"Help yourself," Ruby answered as she climbed from the easy chair. "This is kind of exciting," she giggled gleefully. "I've never had a full massage before."

"Honey," I smirked, returning with a linen sheet. "You for sure never had one like mine." I unfolded the soft cottony material and snapped it out into the center of the living room, straightening and adjusting the edges. "Allow me to go change into something a little more appropriate."

"What about me?" she asked as she adjusted the stereo to a mellow jazz station.

I stopped to the entrance of the hallway, half turning and striking a seductive pose with my hand on my hip. "Strip baby," I growled lustily, nodding to the bed spread on the floor. "And lie naked on the sheet."

I returned a few minutes later clad only in my favorite crotch-length cherry red silk kimono and carrying a small bottle of baby oil. The woman lay on her side across the sheet, propped up on one elbow with her head cradled in her palm. One leg lay over the other with her knee drawn up almost to her waist to hide her scarlet covered pubic area from view. "Damn you're sexy," I growled lustily, crossing to her side and dropping to my knees.

Ruby purred and coyly batted her eyelashes. "I'm glad you think so."

I placed my hand on her shoulder and gently eased her onto her back, my lips lowering onto hers. "Just relax," I breathed into her mouth. "And let my fingers do the walking."

"You have my full cooperation."

I straightened and snapped the cap open of the baby oil, pouring a dab into my palm. "I promise to be gentle."

"Hell, you're no fun." I poured a little oil into my palm and set the bottle aside, rubbing my hands together to warm them before gently smeared the oil over her beautiful bare chest. "That's nice," she purred, her hand softly caressing my leg.

"Mmmm, so is that."

I massaged her magnificent tits, groping and kneading the soft pliant flesh in my fingers. "I remember when you were really uptight about having a woman touch you," I mused, my hands moving lower to her smooth tummy.

"I like it when you touch me now."

"And I like touching you," I smiled. The woman's hand slid along the back of my leg to my rear. "You have a gorgeous body."

"I never used to think so," my friend sighed, lolling her head toward me and gliding her fingers over my rump. "You convinced me that I am."

"Well, you are," I giggled, the girl's fingers tickling along the crack of my ass. "Careful girl," I laughed, my hands kneading her left thigh. "You know how easy it is to get me turned on."

"You make it sound like that's a bad thing."

"Roll over before you go too far."

"Spoil sport."

Ruby rolled onto her back and I began to massage her back and rear. I smeared oil over her butt cheeks and bent low to tenderly kiss her ass as I kneaded her soft flesh. "Is this part of the massage?" she grinned.

"I like to give my clients my full attention and service."

The woman began to relax under my attentive care, her head resting on her crossed arms. "I'm glad you invited me to go to Sandy and April's," she said. "It was fun."

"I'm glad," I nodded. "Though I was a little surprised to find you so interested in lesbian activities."

"There was one thing," she hedged reservedly. "The girls did one thing to each other that I would probably be too chicken to try with anyone but you."

"What was that?"

Ruby raised up onto her elbows and reached under the sofa for something hidden there. "This." She pulled out a long pink strap-on latex dildo and showed it to me.

I expelled my breath in a guffaw and asked, "Where did you get that?"

"April lent it to me," she admitted reservedly. "I thought maybe you might... "

"Of course, darling," I smiled, taking the erotic apparatus from her hand. "You want to be on the giving or receiving end?"

"Receiving." She eagerly sat up. "I want you to fuck my brains out."

"My my," I leered as I unbelted my kimono robe. "What a wild wanton woman you've become."

"I trust you," she said, rolling onto her back and gazing up at me. "Not to be too rough."

I grinned seductively and eased the silk robe from my shoulders. "Oh I can be rough if you want me to."

"I'll let you know," my friend smiled, her hand gently caressing my bare thigh.

I rolled onto my hip and slipped my legs through the straps and adjusted the tool around my waist. "Damn you're beautiful," she mused softly.

"You're just sweet-talking me in the hopes you'll get lucky tonight."

"Well, from the looks of things --"

"Of course, I'll screw you, lover-girl," I cooed with affection. I rolled up onto my knees and leaned my lips down close to her face. "You could say anything and still have me tonight."

"Lucky me," she leered, her hand reaching to my crotch to clamp her fingers around the stiff rubber rod.

I caressed her full breasts with my palms. "From the moment I set eyes on you in Tony's office I fantasized about giving you a really great fuck." Ruby hooked her hand behind my neck and pulled my mouth onto hers, her hot breath expelling into my mouth in a passionate sigh. When she let me up for air I smiled down at her with a playfully lecherous grin. "Prepare to get your brains fucked out, Ruby Dee-licious!"

"On the floor?"

"Not here," I said, inclining my head toward the sofa. "Sit on the couch."

My partner stood and moved to the couch, sitting naked on the center cushion. I crawled toward her on my knees and stopped. I put my hands on her knees to spread her legs wider and pulled her rear slightly forward. "Rest your butt on the edge." Ruby shifted closer to me and I spread her knees wide. "God, you have a gorgeous pussy."

Ruby raked her fingers through her scarlet muff. "Good enough to eat?" I leaned my face closer and pressed my mouth onto her sweet vagina. The woman squealed with delight and trembled under my touch. "Please," she begged, her fist clenching a handful of my hair as her hips bucked her cunt onto my face. "Fuck me already."

I straightened and reached for the bottle of oil, pouring a generous amount along the rubber shaft and into my palm. I lubed up her hot snatch with the oil on my fingers then greased my hand along the rubber rod. I inched forward, the head of the latex lover pressing against her pink pussy lips. "Oh yeah," she growled lustily, her hand clamped onto my shoulder. "Give it to me babe."

I pressed the head in an inch, then two, gradually sliding forward until the rubber lover was completely sheathed in her lubricated twat. I eased out slowly, withdrawing until only the head remained inside. Louise expelled her lungs in a deep lusty sigh, her beautiful chest heaving with passion as I gradually established a steady humping stroke into her glistening tunnel of love. "Hoo! I'm ready now," she panted breathlessly. the girl dropped her feet to the floor and gripped my bare shoulders. "Slam that big cock inside me, baby!"

I suddenly thrust my hips forward and rammed in deep, pulling out again and drilling her pussy fast and hard. The redhead grunted and gritted her teeth, hooking her hand behind my neck and demanding more. I fucked her kneeling in front of the couch until my legs started to ache. I raised up and loomed over her, bracing myself with my hands on the back of the couch. Ruby bent her knees to her chest, slipping her feet under my arms and hooking her ankles behind my neck. I was at a much better angle now for deeper penetration and pumped the strap-on cock savagely into her wet seeping vagina. "That's it!" she gasped, her eyes wide. "Fuck me hard!" Her hands gripped my forearms as I relentlessly slammed into her lubricated love tunnel, the woman grunting and gasping with each deep penetration.

"Damn," I rasped, my loose tits wobbling below me as I hammered and rammed her hot cunt. "This is hard work."

"Let me take over."

Ruby dropped her feet to the floor and wrapped her arms around my waist. She eased me to sit on the carpet with the rubber cock still sheathed deep inside her scarlet snatch. I lay back on the blanket as she adjusted herself on all fours above me. "I prefer to be on top anyway," she grinned, her hips resuming their humping rhythm onto my strap-on lover. "Oh yeah," she sighed with contentment as she rode my lap. "Much better." Her tits swayed in cadence above me as she humped the phony phallus. Louise closed her eyes and rocked her head side to side, her red hair draping down to curtain her face. "God that feels fucking great." I caressed my hands along her bare back and she smiled lovingly down at me. "You don't mind it when I take charge?"

"Not at all," I cooed, my fingers roaming over her smooth soft flesh. "I like having you above me. It lets me do this." I craned my face up to kiss and lick along her neck and cleavage.

"Oh yeah," she grunted, her hips ramming harder and faster onto the rubber cock. "Jett, you're so erotic."

"And I can also do this," I said. I licked along her chest, my tongue swirling around one of her hanging hard nipples as my hand cupped and tickled the other.

"Oh God, Jett," Ruby whimpered. "The things you do to me."

"And this." My free hand slipped under her belly and between her legs, my finger probing for the sensitive nub of her clitoris.

"Nyyaggh!" she grunted, her spine wrenching and writhing uncontrollably as she bucked and bounced her cunt onto the rubber lover, her eyes rolling back in her head and jaw falling slack as her body trembled and jerked with spasmodic contortions.

"You cumming, baby?" I grinned.

"Uh uh uh," she lungs expelling in short staccato gasps.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"Y-y-yes," she panted. I gripped her shoulders and forced her over onto her side and rolled on top of her. I placed my hands on the blanket by her ribs and raised up, shoving the strap-on rod deep into her dripping snatch, reaming her cunt hard and fast like a red-hot steam piston. A gargled moan caught in her throat as I slammed away, her arms limp at her sides.

"Tell me if I'm too rough," I grunted, beads of sweat forming on my brow.

"Oh God," she moaned, her head lolling from side to side. "Oh God."

"In that case," I growled, increasing the pace of my savage stroke. "Hold on tight, lover -- Mama's gonna fuck your brains out!"

Ruby strained her head back, her jaw slack and spine arching upward jutting her tits to the ceiling. She whimpered and clutched at the blanket, a gurgling sound emanating from deep within her throat as I pounded away. Her body trembled and shook below me, her full breasts wobbling to my ramming cadence. "You gonna cum baby?" I panted breathlessly, my limbs aching and sore.

"Nuh -- nuh -- nuh," my lover responded, her eyes squeezed shut as her fingers clenched wads of her scarlet hair at her temples.

"Goddammit girl!" I cursed, my lower back aching from my relentless ravage fury. "Fuckin' cum already!"

Ruby suddenly clamped her hands onto my waist and pulled me deep inside her, the latex lover forced to the very base and into the deepest recesses of her vagina. She squealed and shuddered below me, her entire body twitching and shaking with orgasmic release. "Guuuuuuuhh!" she grunted through clenched teeth, her jaw muscles straining along her neck. I quickly drew out and plunged deep inside once more, the woman expelling her lungs in a mighty whoosh of air as her cunt exploded with a flood of sticky juice onto the rubber rod.

"Fucking A," I panted, resuming a slow gentle stroke as I brushed away beads of sweat from my brow. "No wonder men think they do all the work." Ruby dropped her arms to the floor and lolled her head to the side as she shivered limp and spent below me. "You okay?" I rasped, beads of perspiration trailing down my cheek and dripping onto the sheet beside her head.

My lover weakly parted her eyelids and looked up at me languidly. "I never knew I was faking orgasms," she sighed softly. "Until I had a real one."

"Do tell," I smiled, shifting onto my side, the rubber cock still buried deep inside her seeping snatch.

My friend rolled onto her side to face me and gazed dreamily into my eyes. "The things you've shown me," she whispered. "You've given me friendship and experiences I never would have even dreamed of."

"Shhhhh," I soothed, my hand gently caressing the side of her face. "I told you from the beginning. If you're gonna hang with me, be prepared to be shocked by a different kind of lifestyle."

"I think I'm beginning to like it," she sighed languidly, her hand moving down her belly to ease the fake penis from her sated seeping snatch. The tool slipped from her oozing slit with a sucking squishy slurp, the smooth shaft glistening with her sticky cum. "And... although it's hard to admit it," she sighed, her fingers smearing her juices around her wet pussy lips. "I really think I'm starting to... well, you know --"

"You don't have to say it darling," I smiled, leaning my face closer and kissing her tenderly on the lips. "I like being with you too."

Ruby smiled at me. "I'm glad." She raised herself to sit up, her hands on the small of her back as she worked the kinks out of her spine. "Let's get off this hard floor and into a soft bed," she winced. "My back is killing me."

"Good idea," I agreed. I unfastened the rubber dick and set it aside. "But let's just cuddle a bit, okay? I'm beat."

"Sure."

The woman stood and offered me a hand to stand. Her arms wrapped around my waist as her lips met mine in a long passionate embrace. "Mmmmm," I smiled. "I like that."

"So do I." She turned and guided us toward the bedroom with her arm around my waist. "Let's cuddle and kiss and roll naked under the sheets."

My hand dropped to feel her bare derriere. "Such a wanton woman you are."

"Only with you, sweetheart. Only with you."

Around ten the next morning, Rose called Ruby, Kiki and me into her office. "I want you three to be hostesses for a costume party this evening."

"Costume party?" Ruby scowled. "I thought we were supposed to be escorts."

Kiki explained, "We're hot babes for hire, honey. Jett probably told you; no two jobs are alike."

Ruby expelled her breath in a huff. "I'm beginning to see that."

I draped my arm across her back. "You don't mind doing a little dress-up and role-playing, do you, baby?"

"I guess not."

Our boss looked at my guardian. "Do you have any objections to this assignment?"

The redhead shrugged with indifference. "No problems from me." She gave me a sideways glance. "So long as everyone else has to look ridiculous too."

"Great," Rose nodded. "Kiki, take these two with you and pick out appropriate outfits."

"Sure thing, Chief."

As we left together, Ruby frowned at our Island companion. "What did she mean by appropriate outfits?"

Kiki smirked and twitched her eyebrows knowingly. "Let's just say that Tony Rose Escorts have a reputation as being very visible at parties."

"How visible?" she probed.

"Ever check out the mannequins at Victoria's Secret?"

"I was afraid you'd say that."

The cab dropped us at a place called the Suzy's Sweet Suite. It offered titillating lingerie, party novelties, and of course, skimpy erotic costumes. We perused a rack of adult wardrobe ranging from scintillating to downright sinful. "This isn't a costume," Ruby snorted, displaying an outfit that was smaller than the hanger it was on. "It's an invitation to a citation for indecent exposure."

"I'm looking for something that matches my personality," Kiki mused thoughtfully, fingering through another rack of sexy selections. "What would a certified nymphomaniac wear?"

"Nothing," I laughed. "You two have it easy. There's not a whole lot of choices for a black woman to wear."

"Here's one," Ruby offered a short white satin lady's toga with gold trim and a gilded Egyptian headpiece. "Queen Nefertiti at your service."

"I like it!" I smiled, accepting the sleek sexy outfit.

"I found mine," Kiki called, weaving back though the aisle to us, a pair of black fur ears atop her head.

"What is it?" Ruby asked.

"A black kitty cat," she grinned coyly. Kiki displayed the matching fur covered half-cup brassiere and black thong bikini briefs with a little tail sewn on the back. "Just call me Pussy."

"Certainly matches your personality," Ruby observed.

"Sex kitten is more like it," I smirked as I continued the search for our one remaining costume. "Ah, here we are!" I withdrew a bright red velvet cowgirl mini skirt trimmed in white fringe and a matching half vest just long enough to cover her rib cage.

"Fannie, get your gun!" Kiki grinned, acknowledging the very short hemline.

"I'll look silly as hell," the cop winced as I plopped the round red and white cowgirl hat on her head.

"You'll look sexy as hell," I corrected, searching for white ankle boots to complete the ensemble.

Ruby protested, "I thought a professional escort was supposed to be sophisticated and worldly?"

"Our job doesn't always include formal gowns and limousines," I stated. "We just have to take care of the customer's needs and try to have a little fun in the process."

We gathered our purchases then drove a mile and a half to a toy store to buy a toy six-shooter and holster set for Ruby, some gaudy gold armbands and neckpieces for myself, and Kiki found some glue-on cat whiskers to paste beside her nose.

I examined my costume in the bathroom mirror and adjusted the gold Egyptian tiara on my head. Very sexy, I mused. I stepped back and turned sideways to the glass. My toga was one piece of white satin draped over one shoulder and pinned at the opposite hip falling a few inches below my crotch. Sheer and thin, the nearly transparent fabric allowed a good view of my dark contours underneath with lots of thigh exposed all the way up to my other hip. Several bands of gold adorned my upper arms and thong sandals completed the sexy ensemble.

I stepped out of the bathroom and entered our bedroom to find my companion wrestling her bosom into the tight mini cowgirl vest. "Either this top is too small or my boobs are too big," she grumbled.

"Your boobs are perfect, darling." I checked the button holding the two sides together. "We'll have to secure it with a safety pin underneath." I slipped my hands under the front hem and shifted her breasts up a little. "There," I nodded, stepping back. "Let's have a look at you." The woman spread her arms from her sides and performed a slow turn. "Very sexy," I leered.

"Oh well," Ruby sighed dolefully. "If I'm going to look like an idiot, I may as well enjoy myself."

"Hmmm," I pondered, touching a finger to the side of my mouth. "One thing's not quite right."

I stepped forward and dropped to one knee, my hands jerking her red silk panties to her ankles. "Hey!" the girl screeched. "What are you doing?"

"Tony Rose Escorts do not wear underwear," I stated firmly, lifting her foot and slipping the panties under her boot. "That's the rule."

"It's part of the costume."

"Not anymore."

"But this skirt is too short."

"Tough."

"I feel naked," she grimaced with her palm over her crotch. "I'll catch cold."

"Oh, you will not," I sighed, rising and tossing the panties onto the bed. "There," I nodded with approval. "Much better."

"This skirt is way too short," the girl whined, tugging at the fringed hem. "People can see my pussy."

"Let them," I leered, moving behind her and eyeing the bottom of her butt cheeks peeking out from under the back. "I happen to think you have a very beautiful body."

"I'm not an exhibitionist like you."

"You can learn."

Ruby drove her little red convertible to pick up Kiki at her apartment with the roof up so the wind wouldn't muss our hair. Kiki was waiting for us on the sidewalk wearing a knee-length rain slicker. I opened the door and hopped out. "How's it look?" The girl parted the sides of her coat and flashed her skimpy furry black Sex-Kitten costume at me. "Mee-yow-wow-wow!" I growled lustily.

I flipped the passenger seat forward and climbed in back. Kiki took my seat in front. "That is so cute," she grinned, her eyes panning our partner's Western outfit. Her eyes flicked down to the woman's lap. "A natural redhead I see."

Ruby clamped her knees together and dropped a hand from the wheel to pull the hem lower as she gave me a withering glance over her shoulder. "I'll get you for this."

We drove to the West Side of town and into an industrial subdivision, eventually pulling into a large parking lot and around the side of a big brick building. It had been an old abandoned warehouse used in the filming of a very successful horror movie years ago. Under the threat of demolition, several wealthy businessmen formed a corporation turning the place into a wax museum of horror film legends. It would eventually become something of a novelty-dining establishment, each room decorated as a re-creation of a scene from a famous scary movie. The costume party was their gimmick for the grand opening, each wealthy or famous guest wearing proper attire, with the scantily clad hostesses adding a little extra spice to the occasion.

Ruby parked the car close to the door marked 'Employees Entrance' and we all piled out. We stored our jackets and purses in a side office and divvied up our duties. My partner and I took the jobs of offering drinks and snacks so we could remain fairly close together while Kiki posted herself at the front door as greeter and hatcheck girl.

The party was going full swing, all the guests dressed in elaborate getup. I felt like I was at a Halloween Party except there were no kids and all the hostesses were all half-naked. Ruby met up with me carrying an empty hors d'oeuvres tray. "Have you seen Kiki?"

"Not for a while," I frowned, setting my tray of champagne glasses aside. "But if I know her, she's probably not alone."

I took my friend's elbow and quietly ushered her out of the room. The two of us scanned the premises, finally finding our friend adorning one of the back exhibits. It was a display of a young virgin sleeping atop a four-poster bed, the likeness of Bela Lugosi as Dracula hovering above her with his arms spreading his cape wide. Kiki lay on her back beside the wax girl, her ankles hooked around the neck of Zorro who at that very moment was performing a little swordplay into the sex-kitten's hot Hawaiian pussy. The girl moaned and lolled her head from side to side, her masked lover clutching her legs to his chest as his hips bucked his lance into her slit.

"Damn," Ruby exhaled into my ear, the two of us secretly observing from the shadows.

"That's my Kiki," I chuckled softly.

The lady cop stood close behind me, her hands on my upper arms. "Shouldn't we stop her?"

"What for?" I chortled. "The girl's a nymphomaniac. She'd only end up fucking some other guest before the night was over."

"Well, we shouldn't just be standing here watching," Ruby whispered, her lips close to my ear and breath warm upon my neck.

"You're right," I nodded in agreement. I parted the front of my costume and reached a hand inside. "We should be masturbating while we watch."

"What?"

"Don't tell me this doesn't turn you on."

"Well... yeah... "

"Feel my tits," I breathed, my hand probing into the folds of my toga for the sensitive button of my clitoris. My partner moved her hands around to my front, her fingers groping my chest through the thin fabric. "Want me to finger you?" I whispered.

There was a short hesitation from the cautious redhead. "Well... okay." I slipped my free hand behind me, reaching under the hem of her fringed skirt and feeling her pussy. Ruby drew in a sharp breath, her hands squeezing my mounds as my finger came in contact with her love nub. "You're right -- I am getting horny," she rasped, her hands groping and fondling my full breasts.

"You go girl," I grinned.

Kiki and her mystery lover had switched positions, the little minx standing spread-legged beside the bed, her hands clutching the satin bed sheet as the skillful swordsman pounded her from behind doggie-style. "I'm getting wet," I panted.

"Me too," Ruby whispered. She suddenly whipped her head to the side, my gaze following hers to a man dressed as the Lone Ranger standing on her right. He had his fly open and was beating his meat with his fist, his other hand feeling Ruby's ass under her short skirt.

"Sorry, kimo sabe," she growled menacingly, her hands still massaging my ripe melons. "This is a private party."

I nodded my head to the couple on display and leered. "Go get you some of that hot pussy."

The masked man sauntered over to the copulating couple, wagging his weenie in the young girl's face. Kiki wrapped her fingers around his dick and pulled the head into her mouth.

"Let's see -- where were we?" I whispered. "Oh yes -- fingering ourselves."

"Keep it up," Ruby breathed. "You almost got me ready to --" My partner turned her head to the side once more, this time Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz stood close behind her, the girl's arms wrapped around Ruby's waist, her hands up inside her tight Western vest feeling her tits. "Grand Central Station," my friend grunted.

"Hey, Dor," I murmured quietly, motioning with my head. "Come over here." The girl moved around my right side as I removed my hand from under my toga. "Finger my pussy." The twin-braided farm girl fed her hand inside my costume feeling for my crotch. I did the same for her, my finger probing under her short blue plaid skirt for her clit.

The three of us were all masturbating one another, Dorothy moving her free hand to unfasten the buttons on the front of the vest restraining Ruby's chest, the woman's buxom bosom springing free. Our latecomer caressed my partner's tits, the comely cowgirl removing one hand from my boobs to reach under the farmer's daughter's skirt to grope her butt.

Kiki's gang-bang was really going gangbusters before us. Zorro's shaft slammed harder and faster into her upturned twat, the girl now gripping the Lone Ranger's hips with both hands and engulfing his hard meat down to the hairy base. "I'm gonna cum," Zorro grunted.

"Me too," I rasped, my body spasming as my cunt released a flow of sticky jizz onto Dorothy's fondling fingers. "Oh yeah," I exhaled, leaning my head back onto Ruby's shoulder. "Nothing like a good hand job to get you off."

Kiki pulled her mouth off the second masked man's dick and craned her head over her shoulder. "Don't shoot inside me." The swordsman pulled out and frigged his pud in his fist, growling loudly as a stream of white spew spurt across the mattress splattering the pallid face of the blissfully slumbering wax maiden.

"Damn," Ruby expelled, her hips bucking against my probing digit. "I've never felt so horny."

"Quite a show," Dorothy whispered, withdrawing her hand from my toga and licking my juices from her fingertips.

"My kind of entertainment," I sighed, my two partners twitching to my coital stimulating and showing they were close to coming as well.

Kiki and the masked cowboy had switched positions, the sex kitten standing on one foot, her other leg wrapped around his waist. She held onto his neck as he slammed into her standing up with her back propped against the bedpost.

"I'm cumming," Ruby grunted into my ear, her hips bucking onto my hand, a dribble of juice seeping from her snatch onto my delving fingers.

"I'm not there yet," our third party whimpered softly.

I quickly pivoted around and dropped to my knees, flipping up the front of her Dorothy's skirt and burying my face in her pantiless snatch. Either she was one who preferred not to wear panties also or might have been hoping to get laid that evening. "Oooh baby!" she squealed, her fingers digging through my hair. "You are so good!"

Ruby moved around behind me, straddling her legs on either side of my back. Dorothy groped and tweaked the redhead's hard nipples, the two ladies entangling their tongues in a hot French kiss.

"Ready to pop," the Ranger grunted behind us.

"Let me suck you off," Kiki ordered.

"Oh God," Dorothy gasped into Ruby's mouth. "I am so fucking hot." I slid my hands up the backs of her legs and under the hem of her skirt. My palms gripped her tight ass as my tongue probed and flicked around the folds of her seeping cunt. The woman bucked her groin against my face, her breathing becoming more rapid and sporadic. Her body trembled and I felt one of her hands on the top of my head holding me steady, her hips thrusting and grinding as a gush of salty sticky love nectar burst onto my tongue. "Holy shit!" the farm waif expelled, her cunt pressed tight against my face, her body trembling as another smaller flow ebbed from her slit. "You girls really know how to get me off!"

I leered up from between her legs and licked the clear fluid from my mouth. "You're not in Kansas anymore, little girl," I grinned lustily. Ruby stepped back allowing me to stand as Dorothy gave me quick peck on the cheek and quickly disappeared into the shadows.

"How'd you like the show?"

I turned to find Kiki at the redhead's side, the horny young minx wiping a dribble of cum from her chin. "You knew we were watching," I accused.

"How could I not?" the Hawaiian tart frowned playfully. "With all the grunting and gasping going on over here I could hardly keep a straight face."

"Very impressive," Ruby observed, sucking in her breath to refasten the tight vest over her buxom bosom. "Taking on two guys at once."

"Pissssh," Kiki dismissed with a flap of her wrist. "Child's play for a certified nymphomaniac like me. Hell, Jett and I once took on fourteen Japanese businessmen in one night -- just the two of us."

The lady cop turned to me with a shocked expression on her face. "No shit?"

"It's a long story for another time," I winced, draping my arms around my friend's shoulders and steering them back towards our clients. "We should be getting back to work."

"Work work work," Kiki sighed ruefully. "You have a one-track mind."

"So do you, Kiki-doll," I grinned. "And we all know what that is!"

Later in the evening, I found myself backed into a corner and propositioned by a portly Theodore Roosevelt, complete with monocle and handlebar mustache. He offered for me to leave with him and I was close to succumbing to his arduous advances when Ruby interrupted, taking hold of his shoulder and prying him away from me. "Sorry Mister President," she stated curtly. "But there'll be no rough riding with Queen Nefertiti tonight."

The man slipped away under her icy glare leaving us alone. "We were just making polite conversation," I said dryly.

"He was trying to pick you up."

"And what if he was? There's no crime in that."

"I'm supposed to keep an eye on you," she snapped. "For all we know that person who took a shot at you could be here tonight -- and in costume no less."

"You're overreacting. Besides, what I do with my body is my business."

"Correction -- your body is my business and while I'm around there'll be no more clandestine carnal activities with total strangers."

"I told you before this body needs plenty of sex," I spat angrily.

"That's another thing you have me for," Ruby scowled, crossing her arms under her ample bosom. "Consider satisfying your sexual appetite as part of my job description."

"It's not the same," I growled, defiantly crossing my arms in return. "It's been days since I've felt a real cock between my legs."

Ruby looked hurt. "So, I'm not good enough for you?"

"Of course you are darling," I exhaled, frustrated. "But I gotta get me a genuine man-meat fuck pretty soon or I'll go bonkers."

Ruby moved closer and rested her hands on my elbows. "Can't I be enough for you... for just a little while?"

I let out an exasperated sigh and wrapped my arms around her, holding her body close. "Don't get me wrong -- what we have is great. But don't you ever feel the need to experience a real man now and then?"

"Well... yeah... I guess so."

I eased back and regarded her evenly. "That's what I mean -- only for me it's like a hunger I can't satisfy."

"I think I understand," she frowned puzzled. "Like an ex-smoker that has to sneak a cigarette once in a while."

"Exactly!" I chuckled and patted her cheek with my palm. "Only difference is it's a big thick prick I need to roll around in my mouth."

Ruby leered back at me. "I know what you mean. It's been a while since I gave some guy a really good blowjob."

I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and steered my friend toward the back room to refill our trays. "After this job is over, whatta you say we find a couple of horny studs and scratch our itch."

"Sounds good, just as long as we end up in bed together afterwards."

"No offense, but it's not the same. If Tony were available tonight, I'd have him get my rocks off for me."

"Of course, I'd have to come along to keep an eye on you."

"Wouldn't matter to me if you sat in the same room eating popcorn."

"Well, we certainly can't just walk the streets looking for sex. We'll get picked up for prostitution. Why don't you just grab some stranger in some bar and get it over with?"

Suddenly a flash of inspiration came to me. "Do you have your cell phone with you?"

"Sure," she frowned, reaching for her purse. "Why?"

"A friend of mine should be catching the phones back at the office," I grinned, dialing the number. "He's just what the doctor ordered for one frustrated female."

My friend smirked, crossing her arms and leaning back against the wall. "Ah, but can he handle us both?"

"Honey, that boy can handle a whole sorority house single-handed, and that's on an off day."

"That good?" the redheaded cowgirl leered.

"Tony Rose Escorts," the man answered.

"Steve?"

"Yeah. That you Jett?"

"It's me baby," I smiled, offering a wink to my partner. "I was thinking about you being there all by your lonesome and thought you might enjoy some company."

"It is kinda quiet. You done for the night?"

"Getting close to finishing up," I nodded. "Ruby and Kiki are with me."

"Ruby?"

"My new partner," I smiled to my friend. "A real knockout redhead."

"Bring her with you," he grinned over the line. "And by the way -- I'd really owe you big time if you'd bring me up a sandwich while you're at it."

"Coming right up," I smiled and rang off.

"What'd he say?" Ruby asked anxiously.

"We're in luck," I leered as I handed her the phone. "I told him you were along and he said a sandwich sounds good."

"And just what did he mean by sandwich?"

"Remember Kiki and the two Musketeers?"

"Rowwrr," she growled twitching her eyebrows. "Is he good looking?"

"Honey," I smiled, patting her arm. "Steve is a real five-star Chippendale variety beefcake stud and a very talented swordsman at that." My fingers caressed over her tight vest and rubbed the outline of her hard erect nipples under the fabric. "Last time we got it on my body quivered for two days."

"Oooh," she expelled lustily, her hand slipping under the hem of her short skirt and clamping over her scarlet muff. "Gets me all wet just thinking about it."

The party slowly began to wind down, the guests gradually departing as Ruby and I busied ourselves with gathering up the empty glasses and trays. My companion glanced around, noticing our hatcheck girl had abandoned her post once more. "Where's Kiki?" she asked.

"Oh hell," I groaned. "Not again."

"Here I am," Kiki lilted merrily, ushering the man dressed as Zorro toward us by the elbow. "Irving has offered me a ride home."

My partner and I exchanged glances. "Irving?"

"Yeah," she giggled, squeezing his arm. "He thinks my costume really makes him hot."

"I see," Ruby smirked placing her hands on her shapely hips. "Has a thing for pussy, does he?"

I crossed my arms under my bosom and chuckled. "Up for a little kitty-licking later, Irving?"

"He promised to keep his cape and mask on," Kiki whispered conspiratorially. "And draw little tiny 'Z's all over my --"

"Too much information," Ruby interrupted, raising a palm to stop her. "You can fill us in on all the sordid details later."

The horny Hawaiian released her date and gave me a quick hug and peck on the cheek. "It was fun working with you two," she said, repeating the gesture with my wanton cowgirl companion.

"If only I had your stamina," Ruby sighed with a smile.

"You're sweet." Kiki returned to her masked friend, the two giggling together as they slipped out into the night.

I told the cabbie to drop us off a block and a half down from the office building at an all-night convenience store where we picked up a packaged chicken salad sandwich for Steve just in case he was hungry for a real sandwich after all. Ruby and I hiked the rest of the way on foot, our pulses racing as we discussed our plan of attack. After riding the elevator to the third floor we walked down the carpeted hallway to the frosted glass door displaying the name Tony Rose Escorts. "Is anyone else here?" Ruby murmured under her breath as we entered the reception area.

"Just Steve," I answered in a hushed voice, though I was certain no one but our intended host would hear. "Anybody home?"

"Down here."

We passed down the short corridor to an office where Steve sat at a desk playing solitaire on a computer. "Well hello!" he beamed brightly, swiveling his chair toward us. "Always happy to see two gorgeous women on such a lonely night."

"Flatterer." I smiled and crossed to kiss him on the cheek. "Steve, this is Ruby," I said, gesturing to my friend.

"Hi," she smiled. The woman stepped closer and offered her hand.

Steve grinned and accepted her shake. "I can certainly tell you're an escort." He relaxed in his seat and laced his hands behind his head. "Sexy and gorgeous."

"She's my partner," I stated evenly, setting my purse aside. "By the way, we brought you something to eat."

"A sandwich?" he asked.

"Uh huh," I leered, raising my leg and hooking my foot on his chair, my toga costume falling open and offering a good view of my black heart-shaped muff.

"You can eat this," Ruby grinned lustily, waving the packaged snack in his face before setting it aside on the desk. "Or this." She rested her foot on Steve's other side and raised the hem of her fringed skirt to bare her red beaver. "Come and get it!"

Steve brought his hands up and felt both of our snatches. "I hope you're really hungry," I growled, rocking my hips against his hand. "This sandwich is hot and juicy!"

"Want me to eat in here?" he grinned, his fingers probing our pussies.

I smiled demurely and took hold of his wrist, stepping back and lifting the stud to his feet. "Let us all retire to the formal dining lounge." Steve stood between us and wrapped his arms around our waists, steering us to the employee's lounge at the end of the hall. We stopped by the end of the leather couch, Ruby squatting on her haunches and unfastening the male escort's tight jeans. I cupped the man's face in my palms, he and I exchanging a long wet French kiss. Steve's hands roamed over my shoulders and down my bare arms to my sides, his fingers unfastening the gold clasp at my waist. I shrugged the toga from my shoulder, the silky white garment falling silently about my ankles.

My partner had since opened the man's fly and fished out his penis, her head bobbing back and forth as she blew his swelling cock. I moved around behind the girl and kneeled onto the cushions of the couch, my hands bracing on the arm. "Gimme some of that," I leered, tapping the horny cowgirl on the shoulder. Ruby eased off and stood, Steve stepping over to the couch and aiming his rigid rod at my face. I took over for my friend, gripping the man's prick in my hand and guiding it into my waiting mouth. Steve caressed my bare shoulders, bucking his hips forward to fuck my throat. My partner came around and kneeled onto the cushion behind me, unfastening her tight vest and shrugging it off her arms onto the floor. She rubbed her soft full mounds over my upturned ass, flicking a nipple along the crack of my butt and down to my damp pussy. Ruby placed her hands on my rear and lowered her face to lick my slit.

"Oh yeah," I gurgled over a mouthful of thick cock. "You got me so wet."

"Some sandwich," Steve chuckled. "Seems to me you girls are doing all the eating."

I pulled my head off and pumped his peter in my fist. "This girl's ready for the main course!"

Steve backed off and moved around my side, my female partner climbing down from the couch as he took her place. He stood with both feet on the cushions, his hands on my ass as he squatted slightly to guide his cock into my waiting hole. "Oh fuck," I moaned as he gradually eased into my seeping wet tunnel. "I am so fucking horny." Steve drew out and pressed in again, my full tits swaying loosely below me as we established a steady humping rhythm. Ruby caressed her hand along my naked spine, her other palm reaching under to grope my wobbling boob. I turned my face to her and hooked my arm around her neck, pulling her mouth onto mine. "Lay under me," I panted.

I expected her to slide beneath me so we could kiss and rub our titties together but she surprised me by resting her rear on the arm of the couch and leaning back, nudging me aside and laying inverted beneath me. The woman held my waist in her hands, her face between my legs as Steve steadily pumped into my seeping slit. I lowered my face to her cunt, licking and slurping her hot twat as she licked my vagina from below.

Steve was slamming harder and faster into my snatch and getting me hotter and hotter, but the desire to watch him ream my newest bed partner proved to be even more arousing. I craned my head over my shoulder to face him. "I want to watch you fuck Ruby's red little pussy."

The male escort eased out of me and climbed off the couch, stroking himself as he came around to the end by my head. Steve pointed his dick at my face and I bobbed my mouth over his stiff shaft a few times to taste myself on his prick. He pulled off and aimed lower, guiding his pole into my lover's waiting orifice. Ruby moaned her hot breath into my cunt as Steve slowly pressed his meat into her curly red-haired covered love-tunnel. The woman gripped my sides tighter and shoved her tongue even deeper inside me as Steve sheathed his shaft to the hairy base. He filled her with his entire length then eased out, his cock glistening with her sweet pussy juice. I lowered my face to her crotch, my tongue licking both her cunt and his shaft each time he penetrated and withdrew.

I could tell Ruby was really horny and hot. She raised her legs and locked her ankles together behind Steve's back, the man holding onto her slender waist as he bucked harder and faster into her scarlet muff. The girl whimpered below me, slurping and sucking my cunt like a woman possessed and determined to get me off before she came.

She didn't have long to wait. I felt a flood of nookie nectar welling up inside me, the walls of my vagina contracting to hold back the impending explosion.

My partner was the first to climax, her entire body trembling and shaking with orgasmic release, her squeals of ecstasy lost in the tunnels of my womb. Steve's cock glistened with the sticky cream of her cum, Ruby's red snatch making noisy slurping squishing sounds each time he pulled out and slammed home. I could see our made-to-order stud was still hard as rock and I surmised he hadn't blasted his load yet. I knew from experience he could blow several times before getting soft. I raised my head up from the girl's crotch and panted, "Cum in my mouth."

Steve pulled out of Ruby seeping slit and aimed his prick at my face, my lips clamping over the sticky crown. Ruby brought one hand under my tummy to my pubic zone, her finger probing for the sensitive nub of my clit. My breath drew in sharply as she made contact, the additional stimulation sending me over the edge. My entire being shook and shuddered in erotic ecstasy, a torrent of cunt juice exploding onto the girl's face and fingers. Our male companion suddenly growled and thrust forward, his cock driving deep into my throat to discharge his warm gooey load. I nearly gagged, a dribble of semen seeping out the corner of my lips as I struggled to swallow it all. I wrapped a hand around his shaft and pumped him into my mouth, a smaller burst spewing onto my flicking tongue.

"Holy shit, girls!" Steve grinned, his hand fingering Ruby's seeping slit. "I like the way you deliver dinner!"

I hungrily licked up and down his shaft until he was clean. Steve took a step back and squatted, lifting Ruby's legs onto his shoulders and pressing his face to her dripping snatch. The girl squealed into my cunt, her near-naked body writhing beneath me. I crawled on my hands and knees backward, pausing to suck the hard pointed nipples of her jiggling jugs. She cupped my hanging hooters in her palms, her tongue lapping my dark erect nipples. Her body slowly grew limp below me and eventually offered no more resistance to Steve's kitty-licking. I swung my feet onto the floor and turned to face her, a look of contentment and satisfaction on her beautiful countenance. "You look happy," I observed, my lips tenderly touching hers.

"You were right," she sighed dreamily, expelling her lungs slowly and squeezing her thighs around Steve's head as he tongued her sweet twat. "There's nothing like the life of a female escort."

Ruby and I lay in each other's arms under the sheets in her warm bed. "We certainly had a full day," I sighed, lying on my side facing her on my pillow.

My friend caressed her hand beneath the cover over my naked side to my hip. "You sleepy?"

"A little."

"Not me," she mused. "I'm still wired from all the wild sex and kinky shit we did tonight."

"Want me to tell you a bedtime story?"

"Yesh Jett," she squeaked in a little girl voice, grinned and nodding her head giddily. "Tewl me a bedtime stowie. Pweeeeze?"

"Okay," I laughed. "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs?"

"Uh uh," she pouted her fingers tenderly stroking my side. "Tewl me about Jett and Kiki and the fourteen Japs."

"Oh. That kind of bedtime story."

"Yesh pweeze."

"Okay," I sighed, rolling onto my back. "Once upon a time there were these two girls named Kiki and Jett and one night they had a job of watching over a group of visiting businessmen from Japan." Ruby removed her hand from my hip and lay on her back. "Are you going to finger yourself?"

"Yes."

I reached under the sheet and took her wrist from between her legs and moved it to my pubic area. "As I was saying," I continued, moving my hand onto her crotch. "There were only two girls and so many men to watch after."

"What did they do?" Ruby asked softly as her fingers gently probed into the folds of my vagina.

"Jett had on a tight lavender corset and matching panties and Kiki wore a similar outfit in white, but she lost her panties right away. You see -- Kiki was a horny little nymphomaniac who would fuck and suck anything at the drop of a hat. Kiki said she didn't like to wear undies and the men helped her take them off."

"What about Jett?"

"She lost her panties soon after, the men peeling them down and off her long slender black legs and wrestling each other on the floor for their prize."

"I like this story," Ruby smiled, relaxing and fingering my cunt as I masturbated her in turn. "Especially the way you tell it."

CHAPTER 10

It was late morning and I was feeling stir-crazy as a caged animal. I walked barefoot onto the balcony in a long loose tee shirt to find my roomie sunning on a chaise lounge wearing dark shade sunglasses and a candy-cane striped string bikini. "Shouldn't you be out detecting or something?" I groused.

"Two other detectives in my department are checking into the background of Jacobs as well as other options. I'm staying here on guard duty since there's already been three attempts on your life."

"Three?"

"The motel hit may have been meant for you. It was your car parked outside."

"It was Tony's car."

"You were seen driving it."

"Sounds like a long shot to me."

Ruby lolled her head to me. "And then there was the shooting across the street from your apartment."

"Could have been a drive-by gang shooting. A mistaken identity."

"Was the gas turned on in your apartment also a mistaken identity?"

"An accident. All of those events could be explained away as coincidences."

The woman rolled her face back to the sun. "Too many coincidences if you ask me."

"All right then," I scowled, crossing my arms under my bosom and leaning my rear against the metal railing. "If someone is after me, why don't you go looking for him instead of babysitting me?"

"Your employers won't allow us to probe into the names and addresses of the clients you've escorted recently. Professional anonymity and all that."

"Police inquiries are bad for business."

"Exactly. We explored anyone close to you -- someone who may be harboring a grudge personally against you."

"Tony?" I gaped in disbelief.

"Naaahh," she pooh-poohed, flapping a hand weakly. "I was thinking of someone a little more -- hostile toward you... like your old boyfriend."

"Maurice," I growled in disgust. "I wouldn't put it past him."

"Unfortunately, he has a perfect alibi -- serving eighteen months for assault with a deadly weapon."

"Fucking asshole," I cursed. "I hope the other guy got in a few good licks first."

"Not a guy, a woman," she corrected, turning her face to me. "Seems your ex pulled a knife on a topless waitress in an alley just outside the Dollhouse strip club two months ago. Crazy girl kicked out two of his teeth."

"Probably Diana," I smirked, pacing the short balcony. "She always was the long-legged athletic type."

"So now we're out of leads," Ruby exhaled. "Unless you can think of anyone else."

I shook my head. "Nope. So what happens next?"

"We wait. Let him make the next move."

"What if he doesn't?"

"We'll give it two more days here then move back into your place again. Give him another couple days after that. If no more attacks, we'll call it a dead end."

"That's it?"

She tilted her glasses up onto her forehead and regarded me evenly. "I can't go on protecting you forever. You might even be right -- everything just coincidence and accidents."

"I never thought I needed the protection before," I frowned. "And now with the thought that I'll be losing you --"

"You won't be losing me," she smiled, resting her hand on my leg. "We can still be friends... and maybe even more than that."

"I'd like to still have you as a bed partner some nights," I nodded. The girl shifted her legs aside as I sat beside her on the edge of the chaise lounge. "Though most likely not on a permanent basis."

I detected a pained expression passing over her face. The girl had never experienced love or terrific sex before she met me. She probably felt afraid she'd never taste those experiences again. "I understand."

"I don't think you do," I said soothingly, tenderly caressing her bare leg. "It took me a long time after leaving Maurice to stop feeling helpless and start living independently on my own. With you around I might start to depend upon you for security, though perhaps not even consciously. I can't rely on your protection like a crutch. I need to continue living my life, even if there is a danger." I took her hand in mine and raised it to my cheek. "Don't get me wrong darling, what we have is good -- great in fact. But I can't let our professional relationship get in the way of our sexual life."

Ruby raised her other hand to my shoulder, pulling my face closer and offering a gentle kiss on the lips. "We can still be friends."

"Friends and lovers, if you like."

"Oh, I definitely like," she leered, a glint of seduction in her eyes. "Now that Eve has given me a taste of her delicious apples I can never go back to oblivious ignorance." Her hand caressed over my neck down to my jutting jugs. "I have to keep sampling her delicious forbidden fruit."

I smiled and passed my hand over her bare flat tummy in the string bikini. "Eve's apples aren't forbidden fruit," I cooed, my fingers tracing along the top edge of her bikini bottoms. "Not to you."

"Careful, girl," she cautioned. "You're tempting me."

"This lady was just about to take a shower," I stated, rising to my feet. "My own personal guardian can offer some extremely close protection of my body in there if she likes."

"Oh, she likes," the girl leered, the glint of seduction returning to her eyes. "As long as she can inspect as well as protect."

Louise stepped from the bathroom as I hung up the phone. "Somebody call?"

"Um, I hope you can keep yourself busy for a little while," I hedged. "This is Tony's night off and since I'm also free -- "

Ruby stopped drying her blood-red wet locks and draped the towel around her neck. "You made a date with him."

"Yeah."

"I should come along."

"Look baby," I began gently. "I love you to pieces but this body of mine has certain demands, one of which is to have routine service by a real man. You understand, don't you?"

"Certainly," she nodded, tightening the belt of her terry robe. "Have Tony call a friend and we'll double date."

I bit my lower lip. I obviously wasn't getting through to the girl. "We'll probably end up back at his place," I continued. "In bed? Naked?"

"No problem," she shrugged, heading down the hall to the bedroom. "I promise I'll be quiet as a mouse."

"That's not the point," I rebuffed following her. "I was kind of hoping to spend the evening with Tony... alone."

"I can't protect you if I'm not with you."

"Tony can protect me."

"What if you go to the ladies room?" she scowled, turning to me and crossing her arms. "Is he going to follow you in there?"

I instantly recalled a bad experience when Tony first met me and began tutoring me to be an escort. I had snubbed some of my old cronies from my past life in a restaurant and they sought retribution in the restroom. They shredded my clothes, gagged me and tied me to the toilet. Tony had to come into the lady's room and free me, adding humiliation to my already bruised dignity. I prayed nothing like that would ever happen again and had to admit to myself that having Louise along would be safer.

I reluctantly conceded, picking up the phone and hitting the redial button. "Tony darling," I cooed sweetly. "Do you suppose you could find a date for Ruby? I'd like to make our date a foursome."

"Leo Horowitz our accountant is just finishing up the books," Tony said. "Let me ask him." There was a short, muffled conversation as my male lover covered the mouthpiece and invited the accountant. Tony came back almost immediately. "Leo said he'd be glad to come along."

"I'll bet," I smirked. "Has he ever dated any of your escorts?"

"No."

"The guy's probably drooling on himself to have a freebie night with a gorgeous babe."

"I didn't tell him who his date was."

"You wouldn't have to," I laughed. "If a girl worked for you she's probably better than any woman our CPA has had so far."

There was a brief silence on his end. "You're probably right."

"Then we may as well do it up right," I smiled. "Fancy dining, flashy jewelry, tight revealing dresses --"

"So much for an intimate night out."

I cupped my hand to my face to hide my mouth over the receiver. "I promise I'll make it up to you later."

"You always do."

I hung up the phone and turned to find my hostess eavesdropping on our conversation. "I hope you're not too upset over me putting a cramp in your social life," she apologized.

"Forget it," I sighed, resting my hip against the countertop. "As long as you let me have a few minutes alone with Tony."

"I suppose I could look the other way for a short while."

I moved close to her and wrapped my arms around her waist. "Has anyone ever told you you're terrific?"

"Not lately."

"You're terrific."

"Thanks."

"Finish getting dressed," I said, kissing her lightly on the cheek and patting her rump in the terry robe. "We have errands to run."

"Where are we going?" she asked over her shoulder as I followed her down the hallway to our bedroom.

"Back to Vondaberger's."

I stepped into the bathroom to find my partner standing before the mirror wearing a tight cobalt blue strapless tube dress, the clingy material nicely accenting her hourglass curves and marvelous mounds. With her long slender legs tapering down to two-inch open-toed silver shoes, her scarlet hair pinned atop her head and diamond stud earrings, the girl looked absolutely sensational.

"Aren't you the sexy woman!" I grinned, crossing my arms under my chest and leaning back against the doorjamb. I wore a similar outfit in dazzling white but somehow doubted I looked as good as my redheaded counterpart.

"I do feel kinda sexy," she smiled, applying a little more liner to her ruby lips.

I paused a moment with a finger to my chin. "Something's not quite right."

The woman straightened and clamped her hands over her crotch. "Not a panty raid again!" she whined. "I learned my lesson the last time. I'm not wearing any."

"No no, something else." I snapped my fingers and ducked into the hallway, returning a few moments later holding a small velvet-covered box. "This should be just the thing."

I placed it into her palm. The woman eyed the package curiously. "What is it?"

"Open it."

Ruby pried open the lid with her fingers to reveal a small delicate capital letter R pendant encrusted with tiny bright red jewels on a fine silver chain. "It's beautiful," she gasped in awe.

"R... for Ruby," I explained, removing the trinket from the box. "You're a real Tony Rose girl now."

"But when did you get this?" she stammered as I moved behind her.

"I asked Steve to have Tony order it for me when we saw him the other night." I draped the delicate pendant around her neck and fastened the clasp at the back. "I had it delivered to Vondaberger's and slipped it into my purse while you were trying that dress on."

"But I'll only be working with you as Ruby for a short while," she breathed, reverently fingering the jeweled ornament as it hung just above the V at the top of her cleavage.

"You're still my partner darling," I cooed lovingly. I wrapped my arms around her waist and rested my chin on her shoulder. "Welcome to the family."

Ruby beamed into the mirror at our reflection. "I think I'm gonna like being your partner."

"Mmmmm," I purred, nibbling my lips along her bare neck. "I don't recall hearing any complaints last night."

"Mmmmm," she echoed, turning her face to meet my lips. "That kind of partner too."

Both men stood up from our table as we crossed the room. "You ladies are absolutely stunning," our boss grinned happily.

"Thank you, darling," I beamed as he pulled out my chair. That adorable little boy smile of his always made me melt. I nodded to my companion and said, "This is Ruby."

"Charmed," Leo panted, kissing the back of her hand. For I moment I thought he'd trip over his tongue.

"I'm pleased to meet you Ruby," Tony grinned, sitting by my side. A twinkle of delight came into his eye as he recalled the same woman as the lady cop he had first met in his office. Ruby's looks and mannerisms were strikingly different from their previous meeting, yet she was definitely a woman one doesn't forget very quickly. "Has Jett been teaching you the ins and outs of professional escorting?" he added with a knowing wink.

"Absolutely," the lady smiled warmly, accepting the proffered chair on my right. "In and out, in and out -- a poor girl can get downright exhausted." She turned with a wide smile to her date seated beside her. "As a matter of fact, speaking of in and out, just the other night Jett and I were --"

"This is Leo," I interrupted quickly. "Our accountant."

"Puh -- pleased to meet you," he stammered.

"An accountant?" Ruby purred sexily, inching her rear on the seat closer to him. "You must be very smart."

"Well, I don't know... "

"I just adore smart men," she breathed lustily, her long lashes batting at his face. "Especially men who pay attention to detail." The man gave a small squeak and jumped in his chair as Ruby placed her hand on his leg under the table. I could almost guarantee the little fellow already had a raging boner.

Leo Horowitz was what we used to call in grade school a total geek. He wore round wire-rimmed glasses perched upon his little nose and a polka dot bow tie. He was balding on top, appearing like a Franciscan Monk with only a ring of brown hair level with the tops of his ears wrapping around the back of his head. He was a pleasant enough man -- smart and funny in a nerdy sort of way, awkward around women and lacking in the social graces. A stereotypical accountant. I think he gave Tony a discount to work on the books just so he could come to the office once in a while and ogle the comely ladies in the escort business.

Ruby was a good half-head taller than Leo but I was sure the man didn't mind the variance in height. It gave him a better view of her full bust and cleavage when they danced, and the opportunity to be with any woman -- especially a gorgeous doll like my partner -- would be a welcome change for a man whom I suspected would have a hard time even hiring a hooker for the night.

We paired off together -- Ruby and Leo, Tony and I. We all had a splendid time and I could tell my partner was consciously practicing her escort skills, treating her date as she would a client and making sure he was having a fun time. She needn't have tried so hard. Just sitting beside the man made him appear three inches taller. They danced together and during a slow one Ruby even eased Leo's hand down from her waist onto her rump. She was having a great time, not only mimicking me as a professional Tony Rose girl but Leo's excitement was contagious, causing the lady cop to actually loosen up and enjoy herself.

As the evening waned Leo's courage around my redheaded friend increased. He offered her a ride home, the girl accepting his invitation to stop off for a nightcap first. I was surprised Ruby was actually going to leave me alone for the night, but had no intention of correcting her. As Tony and I left the pair at the dinner table, we girls exchanged parting pecks on the cheek. "Don't stay out too late," Ruby reminded gently.

"You too."

"Oh, one of us will be in very soon," the redhead leered seductively, her hand squeezing Leo's thigh. "Won't you darling?" The accountant nearly choked on his tongue and reached for a glass of water, the woman offering me a knowing wink as we departed.

Tony opened the passenger door of his Jaguar for me to step in. "My my, such a gentleman."

"Sure, now you notice," he smiled.

"I always notice," I pouted playfully as he closed the door and walked around behind the car.

"Where to now?" he asked as he climbed behind the wheel.

"Your place."

"I might have guessed."

"I'm in the mood for a little quiet time together," I purred, my fingers tracing the edge of his ear as he pulled from the lot. "Soft lights, mellow music, a little cognac on the sofa..."

"I can arrange that."

"A little less clothing... "

"I can arrange that too."

Tony opened the door to his apartment. "Let me go slip into something a little more comfortable honey," I called, crossing to the hallway. The closet of his spare bedroom contained a wide selection of intimate nightwear, the man explaining they were castoffs of former escorts. Castoffs my eye I grunted, perusing the rack of naughty-but-niceties. Probably cast off in the throes of carnal passion was more like it. I opted for a nice black see-through number and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. I emerged soon after, clad in the revealing floor-length fishnet negligee, the black gown just transparent enough to define the curves and basic outline of my naked frame beneath. With a matching black choker at my throat and jet-black hair pinned atop my head I fairly exuded the air of an elegant refined woman -- regal, stunningly beautiful, and sexy as hell.

Tony rose from the couch as I approached. "You're absolutely breathtaking," he whispered reverently.

Told you so.

"Thank you darling," I smiled. I moved close and hooked a hand around his neck, my face craning up as I pulled his mouth onto mine. "You're downright delicious yourself."

"Have I ever told you you're very sexy?" he murmured.

"Yes, you have."

"And desirable?"

"Mmm hmm."

"What would you say if I wanted to make love to you right here -- right now?'

"I'd say what are you waiting for?"

Tony leaned down and hooked his arm under my knees, sweeping me off my feet and cradling my body against his chest. "Impulsive boy!" I giggled as he carried me in his arms into the hallway toward the master bedroom.

It was late when I climbed out of bed and gathered my fallen garment. "You're leaving?" Tony asked to the darkness.

"I think I should," I nodded. "Ruby's supposed to be protecting me. I'm afraid if I don't come home tonight, she'll get worried and show up over here."

"I could tell she felt a little protective of you this evening."

"Overprotective," I huffed, pulling the sheer black gown over my shoulders. "I can't help thinking she's in love with me."

"How do you feel about her?"

"I think she's smart, sensitive and fun," I admitted honestly. "She's also gorgeous, athletic and imaginative in bed. Everything I could want in a lover."

"Everything?" he asked playfully, reaching over to take my hand in his.

I crawled onto the bed on all fours above him, my black hair hanging loosely down into his face. "Well, everything in the way of a female lover," I clarified.

"Glad to hear I'm still good for something," he grinned, hooking his hand behind my neck and pulling my mouth to his.

I stood under the street lamp outside Tony's apartment digging through my purse for a pack of smokes. Lucky for me my lover-boy boss lived in a better part of town where a girl was less likely to get mugged late at night or mistaken for a hooker. Even at so late an hour as this, there were still taxicabs to be found and it would only be a matter of a few minutes before one would come along.

I found three Virginia Slims still intact in a partly crumpled pack and rummaged for my gold cigarette lighter. Damn. I remembered it was still at home sitting on my bedroom dresser. Maybe I'd have the cab driver drop me off at my place first before heading over to Ruby's apartment. I was sure she wouldn't mind too much if I picked up a few personal articles at home before heading over.

There was a book of matches wedged along the side of my purse underneath where the lining had separated from the zipper. Lucky me I thought, ripping one out and striking it to flame. I shoved the matches and two cigs back into my purse, taking a long drag on my smoke and glancing up and down the street. No cabs yet. Maybe I might just walk a few blocks to a busier section of town. Ruby was always getting onto me to exercise more anyway. I took a puff of my smoke and checked my watch. 2:37 -- still early for a night owl like myself. Since my roomie was probably otherwise occupied with Leo for the rest of the night, I might stop off for a drink somewhere, catch a taxi from there and still be back with plenty of time before --

A loud noise broke the silence of the night and a piece of red brick chipped away from the building behind my head. Shit! I cursed, diving behind a parked car. Not again. At least this time I had the presence of mind to take cover and not run like an idiot in plain sight.

I raised up from a crouching position and peered over the hood of the car. Nobody -- just like last time. I flicked my cigarette into the gutter, amazed at how calm I was. Maybe I had just had enough and felt like confronting the coward once and for all. I dug into my purse, drawing out the palm-sized.22 caliber pistol Kiki had given me for my personal protection some time ago. That son-of-a-bitch wasn't going to take me down without a fight.

My stalker had the strategic advantage over me as I stood out in the open under the light of the street lamp. Hopefully behind a parked car I wasn't such an easy target. I duck-waddled in a crouch along the back of the vehicle, peering around the bumper at the row of darkened buildings across the street. I didn't see any movement -- no shrouded figures skulking in doorways, no gangs of hoodlums out to wreak havoc, no chainsaw-¬wielding leather-masked schizoids. Nothing but a few chirruping crickets and the flickering blue light of a television screen through an open window across the way.

A pair of headlights stabbed my eyes and I snapped my head around to catch a car turning the corner onto my street and head toward me. I raised up to stand and rested my rear against the trunk of the parked car, my arms extended with the gun clutched in both hands. Fucking asshole, I growled, taking careful aim at the driver as the shadowed vehicle barreled down the road at me.

I was about to squeeze the trigger when I suddenly recognized it was my lady detective's little red convertible. She pulled up alongside me and smiled brightly out the passenger window. "Looking for a ride?"

"Thank God," I exhaled, lowering my weapon. "I almost shot you."

Louise looked at the pea-shooter in my trembling hands and at my panicked face. "What the hell's going on?"

"Someone took another shot at me," I cursed, opening the passenger door and sliding in beside her.

"What?" she exclaimed, glancing up and down the street.

"He's probably gone," I frowned, my eyes nervously scanning the row of darkened buildings. "But just in case, we better get out of here."

The cop dropped her car in gear and pulled away. "Lucky for you I happened along."

"Yeah," I scowled, turning to her. "Why are you here anyway?"

She shrugged. "I finished my date with Leo -- put him to bed, so to speak and took a cab back home. You weren't there and my cop instincts started getting to me. I thought I'd just take a drive over and make sure you and your boss made it back all right."

"I was fine until I came down to the street," I groused. "The bastard must have followed us here and waited until I was alone." I turned to my friend and cocked my head quizzically. "What would you have done if you didn't find me down on the sidewalk?"

"Probably come up to Tony's apartment and knock," she admitted candidly. "Like I said, my cop instincts were getting to me."

"And what if we were in the throes of mad passionate sex?" I smirked. "I suppose you'd have picked the lock."

"I've done it before," she nodded soberly. "All in the line of duty."

"And come into the bedroom, I assume?"

"Of course, that is, if you two ever made it in there."

"You'd have to check in on us," I accused, crossing my arms under my chest. "Just to make sure I was okay."

"Naturally," she nodded. The lady cop turned her face to me with a wide smile, her eyes twinkling. "All in the line of duty."

"I bet you'd enjoy that."

"From what you tell me about you and Tony I probably would."

"You're a very naughty girl, you know that?"

"I must get it from you."

"Probably." I turned to her, both of us laughing in unison, "All in the line of duty."

By the time we returned to her apartment I was over my fear of death and was just plain mad. "That son-of-a-bitch is ruining my life," I cursed as I tossed my purse onto the chair.

"Better that than ending it," Louise replied sagely, locking the door behind us. "This person knows where you live and now knows who you associate with. It's no longer safe for you to stay in town."

I dropped heavily onto the couch and weakly began removing my shoes. "But where can I go?"

"I know a place in the country," the cop said, sitting on the cushion beside me. "We'd be on our own terms there and none of your friends would get caught in the crossfire."

I sighed and leaned my head against the back of the sofa. "For how long?"

"Just a few days," Ruby soothed, resting her hand on my arm. "I'll keep the boys in my department working on things here while we disappear for a spell."

"I don't like it," I whined.

"I know," she nodded, moving closer and taking me into her arms. "It's not fun and it's not fair."

"It totally sucks."

"That too." Louise tenderly caressed my face with her fingertips. "We'll get a good night's sleep, then we'll pack and leave in the morning."

"We'll have to drop our dresses off at Vondaberger's on the way," I added, my hand smoothing the soft cobalt material along her slender side.

Ruby shook her head. "Too dangerous."

"Maybe we can swing by April's and have Sandy bring them back with her when she goes to work."

The lady cop thought a moment then leaned her head back and nodded to me. "Okay." She released me and rose to her feet, her fingers drawing the zipper of her dress down her spine. "It's late -- we should be getting to bed."

I stood and moved to her, my arms encircling her waist. "Hold me," I mewed, my head resting against her chest.

"Of course, sweetheart," she smiled. Her hand smoothed the dark hair back from my face. We held each other a long moment, two lovers dancing without movement, without music. "Let's go to bed," she whispered as her fingers tugged the zipper down the back of my dress. "And we can hold each other there."

Louise seemed preoccupied and distant as we drove into the country. "Are you all right?" I asked.

"I'm sorry," she said, forcing a smile. The wind whipped her red hair about her face, her full round breasts sexy as hell in the tight sleeveless tee shirt torn off just above her navel. "I was somewhere else."

"Worrying about me?"

"I suppose a little. I had become so used to being with you -- not only as your working partner, but as your friend."

"You're more to me than just a friend."

"That's just it," she said soberly. "You made me forget why I was here and what I was supposed to be doing." She stared out the windshield. "Last night proved to me I was not paying attention to my job."

"You've been paying so much attention to me you forgot about yourself," I said, resting my hand on her arm. "I needed some time alone -- with the man I love. The fact that some creep took a pot shot at me is not the issue. We finally drew him out into the open. I couldn't keep on hiding forever."

"I was getting too close to you," she mumbled under her breath. "Losing my objectivity."

"You care about me," I smiled warmly. "There's nothing wrong in that."

"There is when I'm supposed to protect you," she frowned. "I can't protect you in bed."

"You can try."

She turned to me, her face gradually breaking into a smile. "You're trying to make me laugh."

I lowered my gaze, my finger drawing tiny circles on her leg just below the hem of her short pleated skirt. "What happens when we find this creep?" I asked.

"We put him away."

"And then what?"

Ruby shrugged. "I guess I get reassigned."

"And what happens to us?"

"I suppose we can still be friends."

My eyes watched my hand caressing her leg. "I hope we can be more than friends."

The woman glanced at me and dropped her hand from the wheel onto mine. "I thought you were in love with Tony?"

"I can be in love with two people," I mused, raising my eyes to hers. "Can't I?"

The cop smiled to the windshield and patted my hand. "Of course you can."

"What about you?" I asked. "What do you feel?"

"I care for you very much."

"But do you love me?"

Ruby put her hand back onto the wheel. "It's difficult for me to love anyone," she stated dryly. The woman glanced over at me, a hint of a smile on her sweet red lips. "But you've taught me so much these last few days, I'm sure I could learn to love as well."

"After these last few days, I thought you could learn anything."

My friend expelled her lungs in a loud laugh. "You certainly tried hard enough!" She turned her face to me, a twinkle of light behind her eyes. "Perhaps I do have some feelings --"

"Perhaps?"

"All right," she admitted with a nod. "I think you're the best thing that ever happened to me. But love? That's something else."

I rested my head on her shoulder and stared out the windshield. "Last night I told Tony I was concerned that you were falling in love with me." My fingers absently tugged on the short strings dangling along the frayed edges of my short cut-off jeans as I let out a deep sigh. "Now I'm concerned that maybe you're not."

"Oh sweetheart," Ruby mewed, patting my knee. "I do have feelings for you -- strong feelings. If ever I was to fall in love with anyone -- man or woman -- you'd be the first."

I rolled onto my side and draped my arm across the back of her headrest. "So tell me all the juicy details of your date with Leo after we split up."

"Well --" she began slowly. "We got into a cab and he offered to take me to a fancy hotel, make a special occasion of it, you know? I said sure, sounds nice, so he told the driver to take us to the Plaza. Shit, talk about fancy! This place was much too elegant for the likes of me. Chandeliers, dark oak, burnished brass -- simply breathtaking. He paid in cash and signed the register as Mister and Mrs. Smith."

"How original," I laughed.

"Wait 'til I tell you about the room! This place was like a palace! Not your typical cramped cracker-box hotel room by a long shot. Eighth floor suite with a balcony overlooking the park. It had a Jacuzzi tub in the floor, a whole wall of windows with the lights of the city twinkling below and a big heart-shaped bed with red satin covers."

"Sounds heavenly."

"The minute he got me in the room his hands were all over me," she giggled.

"I'm surprised he waited that long."

"'Let me look at those big beautiful tits!' he said. Practically tore my dress off."

"The man's an animal!"

"I pushed him away, telling him to take it nice and slow. We weren't going anywhere and I wanted the evening to last."

"Good for you."

"Well, I tossed my purse onto the bed and went over to the Jacuzzi, peeling off my dress slow and seductively as Leo fixed us a couple of drinks at the wet bar."

"Wait!" I commanded, leaning back and unbuttoning the fly of my cutoff denim shorts.

Ruby glanced down and scowled. "Are you gonna masturbate?"

"Only if it gets really good."

"Oh, it gets really good," she chuckled as I pushed my jeans to my knees.

"Great!" I sighed, kicking my shorts onto the floor and turning back to my friend. "Go on."

"Well, I stripped naked and stepped into the tub and Leo brought us a couple drinks."

"You already said that part," I interrupted, leaning my back against the door and raking my fingers over my heart-shaped sculpted pubic mound.

"I don't know if I can drive with you doing that."

"Want me to finger you too?"

"Then we'd really be in trouble."

"I'll be quiet."

She turned her attention back to the road. "Leo had a really nice body. I was surprised. A little pudgy in spots, but overall pretty cute. He gave me my drink and I watched him strip before me. Man, he had a raging boner by the time he got naked. He was so horny and cute I practically burst out laughing. The man climbed into the tub with me and I reached under the water to stroke his cock. The way he was pawing my chest and groping between my legs, I thought he'd shoot his load right then and there."

"Oh yeah," I sighed, my finger probing for the sensitive button of my clitoris. "It is getting good."

Ruby glanced over. "Save some for me later."

"Don't you worry about that lover," I leered. "Just keep going."

"Well -- I kept asking myself, what would Jett do? She'd probably forget all about herself and focus her attention on the client, making sure she fulfilled every fantasy the man could imagine. And in that fulfillment would make it better for us both."

"Ah, you know me so well."

"I raised up onto my knees and moved closer to him, the man fingering my cunt underwater. I couldn't believe how horny I was but my goal was to get him to cum as many times as I could that night before he collapsed from total exhaustion."

"You're right, that does sound like me."

"I crawled on my knees to kneel on either side of his waist, my hand stroking him stiffer and harder under the water. I slowly lowered myself onto him, taking in an inch at a time as he sucked and kissed my tits. Soon he was all the way inside me and I started a gradual rhythm, riding up and down his hard cock."

"You go girl," I leered fingering my pussy.

Ruby dropped a hand from the wheel, pressing her palm to her groin. "I'm getting wet just talking about it." She reached down and pulled up the hem of her skirt, her hand returning to her pantiless crotch. "That's better," she sighed, her fingers probing her hot snatch. "Where was I?"

"Fucking Leo in the sauna."

"Oh yeah. We did it once there and then moved to the bed."

"Wait!" I shouted. "Back up!"

"Oh, you want all the details."

"The juicier the better."

"Okay. I was riding his cock, humping up and down, Leo sucking my tits while his hands groped my ass under the water. Of course, I fucked guys plenty of times before but was never really there, you know? I just went through the act like a robot and then it was over. But this was different. I concentrated on experiencing the moment and for the first time I really felt the pleasure of great sex. I could feel the head of his cock rubbing against the walls of my vagina, his fingers groping and feeling the cheeks of my ass. Leo flicked his tongue across one of my nipples and a jolt of electricity surged through my whole body. It was wonderful!"

"Nothing like a great fuck when you're in it," I panted, my pussy growing wet.

Ruby's hand increased its rubbing tempo between her legs. "I felt every cell of my body tingling and knew just exactly what I wanted him to do. I told Leo to finger my clit and gently bite my nipple in his teeth. God it was great and I knew he was really getting off from my telling him what to do. Talking naughty really adds a dash of spice to lovemaking! All at once he jerked and shot his load inside me. I instantly felt disappointed that I didn't cum too. Leo was so sweet though, fingering my clit until I got off as well. It was a small gusher, but satisfying nonetheless. That's when I decided we'd fuck all night until I really got my rocks off. That man would give me a major mind-blowing orgasm or die trying."

"Wanton woman!" I chuckled.

"Damn right! I had just gotten a taste of what you had been telling me about all along and I'd be damned if I was going to let that little twerp take a nap now!"

I slumped back further into the seat, raising my leg and hooking my heel behind her head. "God, you got me wet," I exhaled with lust.

"I can tell," she smirked, glancing down at my spread snatch. "Well, we went to the big heart-shaped bed and I lay on my back, letting him be on top. He was kissing me all over, my face, my neck, my chest -- slobbering like a Saint Bernard. I reached under his belly for his dangling prick, stroking him to erection once again and eager to begin round two."

"Yeah baby," I panted, feeling myself drawing closer to a climax.

"I got him ready again pretty quick and fed his penis inside me, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him deeper inside me every time he rammed home."

"Oh yeah," I squealed, bucking and arching my spine. "Oh Ruby, you got me so fucking hot! I'm gonna cum!"

"I raked my fingernails over his back," she panted, her hand digging deeper into her moist slit. "I was grunting and growling like a woman possessed. I needed to get off in the worst way. I was squealing and thrashing, flailing my hair about as he slammed deeper and harder with every thrust."

"Nggyyyaaah," I expelled, my cunt gushing with a flow of juice onto my driving fingers.

"You cumming?"

"Fu -- fu -- fuck --"

"I'll take that as a yes."

"Whoo," I shuddered sinking into the seat. "Baby, you tell a great story."

"The story isn't through yet," she grinned glancing over at me. "And neither am I."

I rolled back to a sitting position, reaching a hand between her legs. "Keep your eyes on the road."

"I think I can do one better." She slowed the car and turned into an abandoned gas station on the right. Louise pulled behind a pair of old rusting pumps and shifted into park. "Much better," she sighed, reclining her seat all the way back and spreading her legs wider for my fingers. "Now... where was I?"

"Fucking Leo," I leered, leaning over and lowering my face to her red fuzz-covered snatch.

"Oh yeah," she sighed, digging her fingers through my dark hair as I licked and probed her sweet oozing slit. "The second time was great. Leo was like a wild maniac, fucking and riding me like a bucking bronco. I thought the poor man would have a heart attack." The girl slid her hand over my back and down between my legs, her fingers probing my dripping cunt for my love-button. I spread my legs wider, hungrily eating her pussy as she continued her story. "I could feel myself getting close to a climax," the woman panted, her body twitching to my stimulation. "My fists gripped the bed sheets and I strained my back, arching my chest tight against his. I could feel his sweaty body rubbing against my hard erect nipples, the sensations making my mind reel in ecstasy." Ruby increased the tempo of her fingers in my cunt, her hips bucking against my face. "He was pumping inside me like a steam piston, forcing me closer and closer --"

"Oh yeah," I breathed lustily, gyrating my groin against her hand.

"I knew I was gonna cum, and suddenly I thought of you. I imagined that it was you fucking me, that it was your beautiful black body straddling mine, that it was your lips kissing my neck and face."

"Fucking you," I rasped into her oozing slit.

"Fucking me," she echoed, her spine arching her breasts upward as her body trembled beneath me.

"And did you cum?" I rasped, my loins tingling as she pumped her fingers harder and deeper.

"God yes!" she squealed, her hips bucking in the seat as a flow of nookie nectar gushed from her sated slit. "My body shook with muscle-spasms, my pussy exploded with wave after wave of sticky cunt juice. It seemed to last for forever. I even screamed out your name."

I raised up and grinned at her as I licked her sweet salty flavor from my lips. "My name?"

"Yeah," she sighed with contentment. Ruby raised her other arm over her head and stretched her entire frame lazily, her fingers still deep in my seeping cunt. "Fantasizing about you really got me off. Leo must have thought it was kinky as hell, his sex partner shouting the name of another woman. He grunted and jerked at that very moment, ramming deep inside me and shooting his load far up into my cunt. Hell, he even managed to make me cum again. It was fantastic."

I sprawled my body across hers, my mouth meeting hers as we both tasted her cunt juice in a long wet kiss. "You tell a great bedtime story."

"Bedtime?" she leered. Her hand slipped from my seeping slit to caress my bare rump. "So soon?"

"I thought you were taking me away from everything," I smiled seductively. "What better way to forget about the world?"

About a mile up ahead I spotted a car off the side of the road, a young man standing with his rear resting against the trunk. "Holy shit!" I gulped. "Talk about your déjà vu!" Louise slowed the car and eased onto the shoulder. I screeched, "What are you doing?"

"Helping my fellow man," she stated evenly, pulling up a short distance from him. "I doubt he could know who we are and what road we'd be taking. Besides, he's kinda cute and since you got me so hot --"

"You're gonna fuck him," I accused under my breath.

"It's all your fault," she scowled, shifting into park and shutting off the engine. "Hanging out with you has put me into a perpetual state of horniness."

"This is neither the place nor the time," I groused as I fumbled to pull on my fallen shorts.

"Who gives a shit about the place," Ruby huffed, climbing out from behind the wheel. "And according to your philosophy, it's always the right time."

"Ye Gods, I've created a monster."

I hopped out of the passenger side and hurried over to my friend's side. "What's the problem?" the redhead smiled.

"Out of gas," the fellow admitted sheepishly. "I passed a station a while back but it was closed."

"We saw it," Ruby nodded, hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her short pleated skirt. "Can we give you a lift?"

"That's all right," he said, his eyes shifting from me to her. "I have a gas can and a hose in the trunk if you can spare a gallon."

"Sure," she smiled, gesturing to her car with a jerk of her head.

The man retrieved a red metal can and some hose from his trunk and followed us to Ruby's car. She flipped open the gas-cap and turned, resting her butt against the rear of the convertible. "Help yourself," she cooed, her fingers lifting the hem of her skirt to expose a little red muff. "Shove your hose deep into the hole."

I nearly laughed out loud at the brazen boldness of my partner. The man stood at my side, his jaw practically touching the ground. "You have to suck it to get the fluid," I leered, reaching a hand down and squeezing the growing bulge in his pants.

"Like the girl says," Ruby rasped, hooking her heel on the bumper and sliding her rear higher onto the trunk, her hand lifting her hem to her waist. "You have to suck it." The hose and can clattered loudly to the ground as the guy leaped forward and placed his hands on her thighs and pressed his face into her spread red beaver. "Oh yes!" Ruby squealed, throwing her head back and digging her fingers through his hair. "Now you got the idea!"

The stranger dived into her scarlet bush like a dying man starved for water. Ruby writhed and undulated her spine, bucking her cunt against his face. I lowered to squat on my haunches and tugged down his zipper. "Let's get a look at your hose," I grinned. I reached into his pants and pulled out his growing boner. "That's what mama wants," I growled, pulling it to my mouth and wrapping my lips around the crown. I tugged his jeans and underwear down over his hips, my mouth bobbing over the head and sucking him to full erection. He began bucking his hips to fuck my mouth. I dropped a hand to my crotch and pulled down my fly, reaching inside to probe for my clit.

"This is what I call roadside service," the lady cop squealed, her hands clamped tightly on the head of her pussy-eating partner.

I pulled my mouth off and pumped the man's pipe under my chin with my fist. "It gets a triple A rating in my book."

"Give me some of that," Ruby rasped, her chest heaving, her hard pointed nipples pressed tight against the half tee shirt.

I rose to my feet and stepped back as the guy straightened and wedged his foot on the bumper beside hers. He braced a hand on the trunk by her hip and raised on tiptoe to guide his cock into her waiting vagina. "Oh yeah," she gasped, gripping his waist and pulling him in deeper. "Give that nice big cock to me." The guy slid in easily, her hole still wet from masturbating only moments before. He pulled out and pressed back in again, his hips stroking a gradually increasing tempo. "Oh yeah," Ruby sighed, leaning back and lying on her back across the trunk. I peeled off my shorts and climbed into the back seat, crawling on all fours over her head. Ruby put her hands on my hips and guided my snatch down onto her mouth.

"Fuckin' A," the stranded motorist growled. "You are really fucking tight."

"Eat me, baby," I panted, grinding my crotch against my friend's face. "Eat that hot black pussy." I peeled her cutoff shirt up her chest and groped her full tits, the woman sucking and slurping my hot cunt.

"Shit!" the guy grunted eyeing Ruby's massive mounds jiggling in cadence to his stroke. "I'm gonna blow."

"Cum in my mouth," I commanded, dropping to my elbows with my face by her groin. He pulled out and pumped his meat in his fist, big gooey globs of cum spewing all over my face.

"Goddamn," he wheezed, staggering back from the car. "Fuckin' A!"

"Adds a whole new meaning to curbside service," I grinned, sliding into the back seat and wiping a glob of creamy goo from my chin.

My partner sat up and tugged her half shirt back down over her buxom chest. "Help yourself to some gas," she smiled, rolling onto her elbow and licking some of his semen from my cheek. "I'd say you earned a gallon."

"Much obliged." He tucked his peter back into his pants and started siphoning some petrol onto the metal can.

"Did he get you off?" I murmured.

"No," she sighed wearily, gazing down along her slender body at the handsome stranger. "But it was still a good fuck."

My mouth met hers in a warm wet kiss. "Maybe I can finish where he left off."

"Mmmm," she purred, her hand sliding along my side to my bare ass. "I'd like that." She glanced up and down the road wondering when the next motorist may happen along. "Perhaps later," she mused wisely. "When we're alone."

"Good idea," I nodded.

CHAPTER 11

"Where you girls headed?" the guy asked as he topped off his gallon of gas.

"Nowhere," Ruby shrugged, climbing off the trunk. "Just out for a drive."

"There's a bar and filling station about three miles down," he said, pointing up the road. "I'd be glad to buy you two ladies a drink."

Ruby and I exchanged glances. "We're not in any hurry," I said to my friend. "Are we... Cherry?"

"Of course, not Cleo," she smiled. "I suppose we could stop for one drink."

We followed the guy to a rickety shack at a county crossroads called Wiley's One Stop. The fellow pulled up between the pair of gas pumps out front and Ruby parked alongside a couple of rusting old pickup trucks. My driver fluffed her hair in the rearview mirror as I climbed out and crossed to the guy. "Seems like you're getting the hang of it," I grinned, nodding to the gas nuzzle inserted in his car.

The man looked down and chuckled. "This way isn't nearly as much fun."

I rested my hip against the back of his car and hooked my thumbs through the belt loops of my shorts as Ruby crossed over and rested her forearms on the roof of his car. "How are the restrooms in this place?" she asked.

The guy looked thoughtful and stroked his chin. "Let's see... this month has an R in it so they probably got cleaned."

"Peachy."

She turned on her heel and went into the bar. "By the way," the man said, wiping his palm on his pants and offering his hand. "The name's Rick."

"Cleo," I smiled, accepting his shake. "And my horny redheaded buddy is Cherry."

"You two a... couple?" he hedged.

I grinned and crossed my arms under my bosom. "We help get each other off," I explained candidly. "But as you have seen, we're both very much into guys as well."

"Lucky me," he grinned and added, "I'd like to thank you for what you did." He almost laughed out loud at my surprised expression. "The gas I mean."

"Oh... that," I winced, somewhat embarrassed. "I thought you meant --"

"Well that too."

"The pleasure was ours," I chuckled, twitching my eyebrows.

"You two from around here?"

"Nope. Just passing through."

He switched off the pump and replaced the nozzle and screwed on the gas-cap. "How's about I buy you a beer?"

"Sound's lovely."

I hooked my arm around his waist as he draped his arm over my shoulder. "Lovely?" he asked.

"Yes, lovely," I giggled as we crossed the gravel parking lot. We stopped at Ruby's convertible to get my purse from under the seat before joining my partner in the bar.

We entered the place and for a moment I felt I had stepped into a Deep South good-old-boy episode of the Twilight Zone. Old twangy Country music was playing on the antique jukebox and the furniture looked out of some old John Wayne Western movie -- after the bar fight scene.

Three guys were playing pool in a paneled room off to our right and it took me a whole half-second to size up the trio for who and what they were.

Rednecks.

I mentally named them as I sauntered with my partner up to the bar -- String Bean, Macho and Chunk. String Bean was tall and skinny as a rail with a wooden matchstick in his teeth and a John Deere cap on his head. Macho tried to exude the image of hot stuff wearing too tight jeans, a tight white tee shirt with the sleeves rolled up to display the tattoos on his muscled arms, and a cigarette dangling out the corner of his mouth. His short dark hair was slicked back with about a quart of Pennzoil 30 weight, coming off as more slimy than sexy. Chunk was stocky and shorter than his two companions wearing bib coveralls over a dingy gray tee shirt. The two slender men scowled at me with a look that said Who the hell invited that black bitch in here? Chunk's expression appeared a tad more thoughtful, more like I'd probably fuck her.

Wiley the bartender was a short stocky man in his late fifties with graying auburn hair and a patch over his left eye. I hopped my butt onto one of the barstools to find three beers sitting on the counter beside Ruby's purse. "Looks like your friend beat me to it," Rick said.

I smiled as he took the seat to my right. "You can catch the next round."

Ruby returned from the bathroom and took a long healthy pull on her mug of beer. She stood resting her elbow on the bar at my side. "That hit the spot."

"Nice to see some pretty women in here for a change," Wiley observed happily.

"Flatterer," Ruby grinned over her beer. She noticed an old-fashioned pinball machine over by the pool table and asked the bartender for four quarters. Ruby took the change and her beer over to the pinball machine, the men at the pool table stopping their game to check her out.

Wiley asked me, "You from around here?"

"Nope," I responded mechanically. I glanced over my shoulder at my friend. "Just passing through."

"They gave me some roadside assistance," Rick said, sipping his beer. "And I offered them a drink to pay them back."

I turned to the man and smiled. "Payment gratefully accepted."

The three guys shooting pool were watching my friend's jiggling figure intently as she jostled and shimmied the device, the men seemingly more interested in her game than in theirs. The lady was getting pretty rough with the apparatus, her big titties jiggling and peeking out from under the half tee shirt as she shook and shoved the antique arcade machine. Macho sashayed over to Ruby and stood at her side, watching her every move and trying his best to look cool. "Hey sugar," he drawled, the unlit cigarette bobbing at the corner of his lips. "Shake it but don't break it."

The silver ball fell through the bottom hole and she picked up her beer. "Most things like a little shaking," she remarked dryly. "Makes the equipment perform better."

"Depends on the equipment," he leered, resting his elbow on the glass top.

"You think you can show me how to handle balls any better?" she asked unemotionally, gesturing her head to the machine.

"From what I've seen, I bet you could handle them pretty good," he grinned. His eyes dropped to her chest. "Real good."

My companion set her beer down and pulled the plunger to release the next silver ball on its way. "Stand back and watch a pro in action."

He moved behind her, putting his arms under hers and holding the corners of the machine. "Baby," he breathed in her ear. "I'd rather play than watch."

"You'll have to wait your turn," she replied coolly, her fingers tapping the buttons for the flippers.

"And when's that?" he murmured moving his hands onto her bare slender waist.

Ruby ignored the man as she played the machine. "Maybe later," she grunted, her big titties wobbling as she slammed and jostled the device. "Maybe never."

"Maybe now," he breathed over her shoulder, his hands sliding down over her hips.

"You're distracting me."

"And you're getting me hot as hell."

The girl shook the machine, her big boobs peeking out from under the tight short top. "Then go somewhere and cool off."

"Why don't we go somewhere together?" he drooled. One hand slipped under her skirt, a wide grin spreading over his face when he discovered she was wearing no panties.

"Damn!" she cursed as the ball fell into the bottom hole.

Chunk set his pool cue aside and wandered over as String Bean followed chalking up his cue. The three men started crowding the girl, pawing her chest and lifting her skirt. "Hey Red," Chunk grunted, lifting the front of her tee shirt higher to expose her nipples. "Let's all have us a little party."

Ruby turned on him and slapped Macho's hand away from under her skirt. "Can't a girl just have a drink without a bunch of assholes molesting her?"

"Come on, girlie," Chunk sneered, his hand brushing her bare bosom. "A woman doesn't dress like that unless she's looking for a little action."

Ruby slapped his hand away and tugged the short top down to cover her nipple. "Try that again dickhead and I'll show you plenty of action."

Wiley reached under the bar for his stashed weapon. "No need for that," I pooh-poohed with a flap of my wrist. "There's only three of them."

Macho held her elbows from behind as String Bean stood at her side reaching a hand under the front of her skirt and feeling her bare muff. Chunk stood in front of her and lifted her half-tee shirt up and began pawing her full boobs. Ruby quickly jerked her knee up catching Chunk square in the groin, the man doubling over in pain. She kneed him once more in the face, the fat man collapsing onto the floor. Ruby wrenched one arm free and rammed her elbow into Macho's ribs knocking him back against the wall. She brought her other arm around in a roundhouse punch, catching String Bean squarely in the nose and sending him back against the pool table. Macho leaped onto her back, one arm gripping her bare waist while the other clamped around her throat. "I love a woman that likes it rough," he growled into her ear.

"Oh, you do?" she grunted, jabbing her elbow into the man's ribs once again. He gasped and eased his grip. The girl grabbed his arm and bent over, flipping the creep over her back and onto the floor. "Is that rough enough for you?"

She took a step back as Chunk slowly regained his senses and rose unsteadily to his feet. "You little bitch," he wheezed, raising his meaty fist. The woman ducked just as String Bean swung his pool cue at her, the stick smacking Chunk squarely in the forehead knocking him unconscious to the floor. She snapped her leg up in a high kick, her foot catching the thin man in the chin and knocking him back sprawling onto the pool table.

"That's my girl," I grinned as I sipped my beer.

The lady cop leaped onto the thin man, slapping the stick from his hand and punching him hard in the jaw. He spun around and collapsed onto the floor beside his buddies. She huffed and pulled her top back down over her heaving chest. "Teach you to attack a poor defenseless girl."

"Bravo!" I applauded as Ruby retrieved her half beer from the pinball machine and crossed back to us, leaving the three men groaning and rolling about the dirty wooden floor.

"Damn that was fun," she exhaled breathlessly. She downed her brew in two chugs and slammed the empty mug on the countertop. "Good exercise but sure gets a gal mighty thirsty."

"You were right," I smirked, feeling her flexed bicep. "I should work out more often."

"I'll give you a workout baby," she winked picking up her fresh beer. "Only later, after I've had a shower."

Macho and String Bean helped their woozy heavy companion to his feet, dragging him toward the door. "Thanks for stopping in boys," Wiley called to their backs. "Be sure to come by again real soon." After they left the bartender tossed three more coasters onto the bar in front of us. "Next round's on me," he grinned. "I can't recall when I saw a more entertaining sight."

"Downright tit-illating," I leered, my fingers gently brushing over Ruby's pointed nipple in the half tee.

"The poor girls got a little shook up," she frowned. My companion set her beer aside and lifted the front of her top. "Are they okay?"

"They look great to me," Wiley grinned.

"Amen," Rick nodded raising his beer in a toast to her chest.

She pulled her tee shirt back down and lifted her mug to her lips. "Flatterers."

One of the beat-up pickup trucks was still in the parking lot when we left but I paid it no mind. I assumed it belonged to Wiley. "What do you say we stop and get some burgers or something?" Ruby asked as she dug in her purse for her keys.

"Actually, I'm in the mood for --"

Macho suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbing Ruby's wrist and jerking it up behind her back, a long hunting knife tucked under her chin. The woman froze and dropped her purse to her feet. "How's about we go to my place baby?" he snarled maliciously.

"What the hell?" I exclaimed stepping back.

"Shut the fuck up!" he spat angrily. He jerked her body around and held her close to his chest. "One peep out of you little girl and your redhead friend here starts to bleed."

I raised my palms defensively and nodded soberly. "Whatever you say."

"Over to the truck," he gestured, jerking my friend in that direction. "And no funny business."

I paused a moment wondering what to do. "Do as he says," Ruby winced, her arm pinned behind her back.

"You're nothing but a little whore," Macho cursed into her ear as he dragged her over to the truck. "Dressing like a dirty little slut just to tease us guys and all."

I walked backwards slowly in front of them holding my purse to my tummy wondering how I could help my friend without getting her cut up or killed. We stopped at the side of the dirty dented truck. "You there -- black girl. Get in the cab. I'll do you next after I've had a little fun with Big Red here." I turned my back on him and slowly opened the door, pausing to secretly rifle through my clutch purse. The guy ignored me, shoving Ruby toward the back of the truck and bending her chest down low over the open tailgate. "That's right girlie," he sneered cruelly. He released her arm and flipped her skirt up her back to bare her nice tight ass, the knife still pressed to her throat. "They don't call this here a truck bed for nothin'." Macho reached down to pull open his zipper. "We're gonna have us a real good time -- yessiree."

Suddenly his whole body froze in mid motion. "Get the fuck off her asshole," I growled angrily, holding the barrel of my little.22 caliber handgun to his temple. "Or I'll splatter what little brains you have all over the goddamn parking lot."

Macho paused a moment thinking how he could get out of this predicament and regain the upper hand. I pressed the gun barrel tighter to his head and the knife clattered onto the metal truck bed. "All right, all right!" he whimpered, raising his hands. "Chill out!"

My lady friend rolled out from under him and cursed, snatching up the weapon and checking her neck for lacerations. Lucky for him he hadn't broken the skin or he'd really be in deep shit. Ruby angrily gripped his collar and pointed the knife to his chin, jerking him around and slamming him hard against the side of the rusted truck. "You just don't get enough of having your ass kicked, do you?" she spat acidly. "Angel, get me my purse." I ran back to retrieve her fallen purse, hustling quickly back to her side. "Dig inside and get my gun."

I reached inside, pulling out a heavy silver-plated revolver. "Holy shit!" I exclaimed in awe. The gun was heavier than it looked.

The girl released the guy's collar and took the gun while still holding the knife to his throat. "Thirty-eight snub-nose," she explained casually. "Standard police issue."

Macho's jaw dropped and his eyes grew wide as saucers. "You... you're a -- "

"A cop," she snarled taking a step back. "That's right pecker-head. And it's lucky for you Angel here is squeamish around corpses or I'd blow your sorry ass away right here and now."

"Don't worry about me," I scowled, crossing my arms under my ample bust. "This is one dead body I wouldn't mind viewing at all."

The guy gulped audibly and timidly raised his hands another couple inches.

"Since you're so eager to whip out your little pee-pee," my guardian continued. "Let's see it."

"Huh?"

"Strip, mother-fucker!"

The man hurriedly began to undress before us. "All of it," Ruby instructed, leveling the gun at his chest and waving the knife at his underwear. He removed all his clothing, kicking them aside and standing naked in the gravel lot with his hands covering his genitals.

"I can see why you'd be embarrassed," I snorted unimpressed.

Ruby nodded to her purse in my hand. "Reach in there and get my handcuffs.

"Shit baby," I guffawed pulling out a pair of metal bracelets. "You really do come prepared."

"You never know when you might want some kinky sex." She handed me the knife and accepted the cuffs. "Or need to secure a dumb-fuck redneck." Ruby slapped one cuff around his wrist and quickly slipped the other through the metal bar of the side mirror, whipping his other arm up and fastening his wrists tight leaving him bound to the driver's side door. The man stood naked shifting his feet awkwardly in the gravel lot. "Today's your lucky day asshole," she smirked, gathering up his clothes. "Normally I would do the public a favor by putting a bullet through your tiny pea brain and leaving your lifeless body in some ditch somewhere." She slipped the man's wallet out of his pants and flipped open to the driver's license. "Listen up -- Emil," she grunted. "We're gonna leave now and dump your clothes at the first pay phone we come to down the road. I'll call the local sheriff and tell them to come set you free." The woman turned and carried his clothes to her car and tossed them in the back seat. "Oh, and Emil," she added, "since I'm with the police department I'll be watching for your name to crop up in the future so you better not fuck up."

Ruby crossed back to me and I handed the woman her purse. "One last thing," I growled, moving close to the would-be rapist. "My friend is more forgiving than I am." I slammed my fist hard into his stomach, the man expelling his lungs in a whoosh and slumping over. "If I ever hear word of you attacking another woman, I'll hunt you down and kill you myself."

I crossed to the convertible and climbed into the passenger side. "Thanks sweetheart," Ruby said as she started the engine and backed from our parking spot. "For saving me back there."

I watched over my shoulder as we passed the naked attacker and pulled onto the paved road. "If it was up to me, I'd have shot his puny pecker off."

We checked into our cottage -- a little cabin nestled in the woods atop a small hill overlooking a quiet little lake. "It's beautiful," I said, gazing out from the porch as Lou unlocked the front door.

She opened the door and switched on the light. "I found this place on a stakeout," she stated. "Two sicko perverts were holding a young girl hostage and making porn flicks with her."

"Sure, now you tell me," I winced.

"Not this cabin," she laughed, setting her suitcase by the door to the bedroom. "Two cabins over."

"That makes me feel much better." The place was like a cozy log cabin with roughed hewn timbers and a vaulted ceiling. It contained only three rooms -- a bedroom with an old queen-size brass bed, a small bathroom and the main room containing a small round dining table and two chairs, a sofa and fireplace. "Rustic."

"I like it," my friend nodded, snapping on the light to the bedroom. "Care to break in the bed with me?"

I headed for the bathroom and said, "Let me take a shower first."

"We can both share a shower," she leered, following me to the door. "Conserve water and all that good stuff."

I dubiously examined the cramped telephone booth sized shower stall. "I don't think both of us would fit in there." I frowned at her and cupped my breasts in my palms. "Your girls and mine would be fighting for space."

"Then there's the other option," the woman smiled. She took two large towels from the shelf and jerked her head toward the door. "Follow me."

Louise led the way out of the cabin and down the grassy path through the woods. I hurried along behind her, curious of where she was leading us. My friend stopped on the sandy beach of the small lake and draped the towels over a branch of a nearby tree. In the dim light of early evening the water appeared gray and smooth as glass. "Care for a quick skinny dip?" she grinned, peeling her tee shirt over her head.

I glancing around. "You've got to be kidding," I whined. "What if someone sees us?"

"This from my favorite exhibitionist," the cop smirked, hooking her top on a nearby branch. "Who the hell cares? It's not like anyone can see anything in the dark -- especially you, dark-skinned as you are."

I grimaced and hugged my arms to my chest. "What if there's icky things in there?"

"Don't be such a baby," Ruby scowled, slipping out of her skirt and hanging it on a twig. "You're always inviting me to try new things. It's payback time." She stepped out of her shoes and walked tentatively to the water's edge. "Yikes! That's chilly!" she shuddered.

"You're not exactly instilling confidence," I frowned as I watched my friend wade in up to her ankles.

"Don't be such a chicken," she pooh-poohed over her shoulder.

The woman waded in deeper. Oh hell, I groused, unzipping my fly and pushing my cutoff shorts down my legs. Lord knows I talked her into her enough crazy stunts. Time for a taste of my own medicine. I untied the strings of my halter-top across my back and set my clothes on a large flat rock. I kicked off my sandals and tiptoeing cautiously into the water. It was more than a little chilly.

"That's my girl!" Ruby laughed; her body submerged to the waist.

"I hope you realize," I shivered, gradually moving deeper and deeper. "I would never do this for just anybody." I waded over to her, the girl's hands swirling back and forth making eddies at her sides. "You know, it's actually not that cold once you get used to it," I said, straining to keep my teeth from chattering.

"You're wonderful," my friend smiled. "You must like me a whole bunch to put up with this."

"Or else I'm plum crazy," I grumbled. I waded closer to her, the woman drawing her arms out of the water and encircling my back. "Yikes!" I flinched; her hands icy against my bare back. "You're so cold!"

"Let me warm you up," she breathed lustily. Ruby pulled me tight against her body, her mouth meeting mine in a passionate kiss.

"Mmmm," I sighed, draping my arms around her neck, her flesh warm against my chest. My eyes suddenly flew open and I screamed into her mouth, the woman slowly lowering us into the water, the coldness rising up and over my chest. I struggled and squirmed in her arms as we sank up to the neck. "You rat!" I cursed when she finally released me.

She laughed and eased into a graceful backstroke away from me. "Gotcha!"

"Wait'll I get my hands on you!" I growled, leaning forward to butterfly stroke after her.

"Promises, promises."

Louise stopped and waited for me in the deeper area, treading water until I caught up with her. I cupped her face in my hands and planted a long wet kiss on her full lips. "What was that for?" she smiled.

"No reason. I just happen to like kissing you."

"I like it too." My companion fell silent for a long while floating on her back, her full breasts peeking above the water's surface. "I'm really going to miss it."

"What?"

"This... us..."

"You're making it sound like this is goodbye."

"I suppose in a way I am," she sighed dolefully. "It wouldn't work out... you an escort, me a cop."

"Who says it wouldn't?"

"The police department tends to frown upon gay relationships."

"Who has to know?"

"Someone would find out eventually. It's just a matter of time. We'd be sneaking around, meeting in private places --"

"I suppose you're right," I admitted reluctantly. "But we have each other now."

"Yes," she smiled sadly. Her hand rose out of the water to gently caress my face. "We have that."

Ruby swam toward the shore and waded out of the water. "Now I really need a shower," I shivered, following her to our clothes.

She retrieved the towels from the tree branch and handed me one. "A hot shower," she agreed.

"Care to share one with me?" I grinned, wiping my arms and legs.

"I'm game if you are," my friend chuckled.

I wrapped my body in the towel and stepped into my sandals. "You're on!" We gathered up our clothes and headed back up the trail to the cabin.

Ruby turned on the spray and adjusted the temperature. "I think we'll have to take turns after all," she admitted.

"Oh, we'll manage," I grinned, stepping under the fine spray, the warm refreshing water pelting my bare chest. "Come on in."

My friend looked at me dubiously as I took her wrist and pulled her inside. She wedging her torso into the cramped quarters facing me. "Tight fit," she winced, adjusting her full breasts against mine.

"What we need is a little lubricant." I reached over her shoulder and plucked the bottle of shampoo from the small ledge. I flipped open the cap with my thumb and squirted a generous amount over our boobs. "That's more like it," I leered, gyrating my body against hers, my titties lathering up her chest.

She raised her hands up her sides. "Let me have some." Ruby took the bottle and filled her palm over my head, then dribbled a little more over my shoulders. I took the shampoo from her and poured some over her back as she rubbed my shoulders and neck with her hand.

Ruby lowered a palm filled with shampoo down to my crotch, applying the suds to my pussy and hers. I laughed and returned the bottle to the shelf. "Now you're getting the idea!" I bucked my hips onto her hand, my body crushing my big boobs to hers. "Not too uncomfortable now?" I grinned.

"Cozy," she leered. I felt her finger tickle the sensitive nub of my clit as her hand rubbed between my legs.

"Good clean fun," I rasped, hooking a hand behind her neck and pulling her mouth to mine. "We must shower together more often."

My other hand slid over her smooth back to her firm ass, my palm gently squeezing her tight buns. "Oh yes," she moaned into my mouth. "You're getting me hot."

"Getting?" I expelled lustily, my lips hungrily grinding onto hers. "Shit baby, I'm on fucking fire!" I slipped my other hand along her side to her other ass cheek and pulled her body tighter against her fingers probing my snatch.

"Damn, Jett!" she breathed as I kissed and suckled along her naked jaw and neck. "Why do you always get me so horny for you?"

"Haven't you noticed?" I grinned, kissing her earlobe. "I'm always horny for you too."

I tightened my grip on her ass and shuffled to the side, turning us both around so the shower could spray on her for a while. "God you're so erotic," she breathed, her free hand sliding along my wet back. "My pussy's dripping down my legs."

"How can you tell in the shower?" I panted with lust. I ground my hips against her hand, my breath coming in short gasps against her warm neck.

"Because my cunny's tingling and sparking like static electricity --"

"Oh fuck," I gasped, my hands sliding up her back, my lips crushing tightly onto hers. My body spasmed as I expelled my lungs in a squeal of delight into her mouth, my loins quivering as my cunt burst with a surge of pussy juice. "Oh baby," I trembled, my damp flesh pressed against hers. "You know how to get me off in a big way."

"You're welcome."

I tilted my head back and regarded her seductively. "How are you doing?"

"Hot and wet," she grinned. "Maybe you can give me a hand?"

"I'd rather taste that little red muff and sweet soft pussy lips in my mouth."

Ruby cocked her head to the side. "A little tight in here for that."

"Then come on," I leered, reaching down and shutting off the water.

"Where are we going?" she frowned as I squeezed our damp bodies out of the cramped confines.

I took her wrist and pulled her from the bathroom. "To fuck."

"But we're sopping wet!" she protested as I hurriedly ushered her to the bedroom.

"Damn straight I'm wet!" I huffed. I stopped at the side of the bed and clamped my hands on her shoulders. "And I'm so fucking horny I'm not waiting another goddamn minute to eat your cunt!"

I spun her around and forcibly flung her down onto the mattress on her back, my face driving between her legs. "Son of a bitch!" she squealed. Her hands clamped onto the sides of my head. "You're an animal!"

"You bring it out in me," I exhaled, my breath warm on her moist cunt as I spread her lips with my fingers and poked my tongue inside.

Ruby's wet body bucked and writhed with stimulation upon the sheets. "Yeah baby!" she giggled with glee. "Eat that sweet red snatch!"

I slipped a hand between my legs and fingered my black twat, my loins tingling with renewed sensations. I raised up and kneeled on the bed at her side, my mouth never leaving her slit as I inched my knees around and straddled her sides. Ruby wrapped her arms around my wet back and pulled me down onto her, her mouth diving into my seeping slit. "Oh yeah baby," I whimpered, grinding my face to her vagina. "Just like that."

My partner pressed her tongue deeper. I could feel her body trembling beneath me as she neared a climax. "Don't stop," she panted into my pussy. "Make me cum."

"Damn straight I'll make you cum," I growled. My hands slipped under her rear to squeeze her tight butt cheeks. Ruby bucked and bounced below me, her hips jerking and writhing against my face as she gasped into my cunt and gushed with a flow of salty nectar onto my tongue. "Oh fuck," I panted, my damp flesh grinding atop her wet body. "You're gonna make me cum again." My friend didn't respond but rammed her tongue in deeper, her hands tightly gripping my waist. "That's it!" I whimpered, arching my spine and bucking my hips onto her face. "Just like that!"

I raised up onto all fours and braced a hand by her hip, the middle digit of my other hand pumping furiously into her seeping snatch. Ruby increased her tonguing tempo, her belly bucking against my hand. I was getting close to another orgasm and knew I'd soon spew my load onto her face. The mere thought of it got me hornier than all hell and I raised up to sit, spreading my cunt lips with my free hand as I continued to drill her slit with the other. Ruby slid her hands up my sides and cupped my full tits in her palms, her mouth making hungry slurping sounds at my snatch. "That's it lover," I gazed down along my body to watch her tongue flicking over the dark lips of my black cunt. "Eat that hot pussy."

She licked and slurped some more and I felt my vagina tingling with expectation. "I'm gonna cum," I expelled, my finger ramming faster and harder into her pussy. I raised up an inch to get a better view of her mouth, her sweet full lips sucking and slurping my vaginal folds. Ruby slid her hands down my tummy and onto my pubic mound, spreading my cunt lips wider and offering me a better view. "Oh God," I mewed, dropping my head even lower to watch her get me off. "You're so good." I felt my vagina tingle with a flood of juices welling up inside me. I couldn't hold back any longer and I knew I wanted to watch myself gush all over her pretty face. I quickly raised up another few inches and let go, my cunt exploding with a burst of sticky clear fluid all over her mouth and cheeks, the spew dribbling down her chin and neck. "Holy shit!" I squealed with lust, the erotic scene making me wrench my spine and fire another spray onto her face.

"Son of a bitch!" Ruby sputtered, her sweet face glistening with my cunt juice.

I raised up and turned around, my flesh still tingling from my climax. I dropped my wet body down on top of hers and hungrily lapped my salty nectar from her face. My legs entwined with hers as I ground my sated snatch against her pubic mound. "Oh baby," I mewed, licking the sticky fluid from her skin even as more dribbled from my seeping hole onto her furry red muff. "You really know how to get me off."

Ruby laughed and wrapped her arms around my back as I suckled the soft flesh along her neck and jaw. "I'll say one thing about making love with you," she breathed softly. "It's always different."

"Is that I good thing?" I murmured; my breath warm against her neck.

"It's a great thing." Her hands tenderly caressed my bare back and I raised up to gaze dreamily down into her beautiful sad eyes. "I'm going to miss it," she whispered.

"We could always be weekend lovers," I suggested. "Not every day -- just whenever we need it."

Her hand smoothed along my side up to my shoulder. "Sorry darling," she smiled sadly. "You're too addicting to have only once in a while."

"Same here."

"You were right, though," she mused, her hand moving under my arm to caress my hanging breast. "It's different than making love with a man -- much different."

I rolled onto my side and propped myself up on one elbow. "If this is our last time we have together," I reflected thoughtfully as the tip of my finger drew tiny circles around one of her nipples. "We'd better make the most of it."

"I thought we were," she smirked, her hand still feeling my breast.

"Let's have something to eat." I crawled off the bed and rummaged in my overnight bag for a tee shirt. "Then we can start a fire and make love on a blanket on the floor."

"Sounds wonderful," she smiled rolling onto her side. "You check out the groceries while I call up the main building and get some more dry sheets for the bed." She patted a hand on the damp bed sheet. "I've heard of sleeping on the wet spot, but this is ridiculous."

CHAPTER 12

Ruby dropped to her knees and opening the fireplace grate. "How's about I start us a fire?"

"Wonderful," I grinned. "You ever make love on a blanket before a crackling fire?"

"Nope."

"Me neither, but it sounds very romantic."

My friend adjusted the logs and wadded up several sheets of newspaper left on the hearth. "I don't see any matches."

I crossed to her and dug through my purse. "I think I have some," I offered. "Yeah, here they are."

Louise accepted the book of matches, her eyes doing a double take as she spotted the logo on the cover. "Where did you get these?"

"I don't know," I shrugged. I glancing down and suddenly recognized the pack. I found them on the floor after my infamous hotel rendezvous. "Oh yeah. I think I found them on the floor --"

"Jeff Jacobs," she interrupted.

"Yes," I frowned with a puzzled expression. "But how did you --?"

The woman stood and flipped open the pack of matches, the fingernail of her thumb sliding along the edge to open the cover and separating the cardboard cover. "Ahh, here they are," she grinned victoriously.

She extracted two tiny photographic negatives from inside. "But how did you --?" I repeated, my eyes growing wide as the dim cartoon light bulb finally illuminated over my thick head. "It was you!"

My companion turned to me with a menacing glare. Her arm swung up in a vicious backhanded slap to my jaw knocking me unconscious to the floor.

My fogged brain slowly regained consciousness to find my body stretched out across the bed. I was gagged on top of the mattress, my wrists bound and tied over my head through the bars of the brass head rail. "I knew if I hung around you long enough, you'd lead me to the truth," Louise said dryly.

"Ma mooth?" I muffled through the gag.

The woman spread my legs and tied one ankle to the bar of the ornamental brass at the foot of the bed with a torn piece of cloth. "Jacobs was on his way to see me when his car broke down. Instead of taking him to a telephone you dropped him at a motel. Very accommodating." She tied the knot tight and glared up at me. "Did you seduce him? Of course you did. Several times, I'll bet. The manager of the motel said your boss' car was parked outside his door for quite some time."

"Peeze," I pleaded.

"He must have called me the minute you left," she continued, moving to my other foot. "Said he had some car trouble and was staying the night in some off-road motel and could I meet him there instead? Horny little prick." Ruby picked up a long kitchen knife from the dresser and crawled onto the bed. "Normally I use an ice pick," she stated matter-of-factly, kneeling between my legs and leaning forward, her hand resting on the mattress at my side. "But in all the excitement I must have left mine at home." Louise lightly drew the tip of the eight-inch blade down my chest and belly. "Now be a good girl and I won't have to use this." She slipped the knife under the hem of my loose tee shirt, the cool metal sending a shiver through my body as it gently passed over my pubic mound. She raised the blade, a sharp crease peaking upward from my tummy. The tip pressed up, the metal edge piercing my top just above my navel. Ruby grinned and drew the blade toward her, the shirt ripping open in half.

This Louise Baker was an entirely different person, someone I didn't know. A complete stranger. She was cold and clinically distant, like that first morning we met in Tony's office. She did not know me as her friend and I suddenly recognized her for what she truly was -- a cold and calculating heartless killer.

Ruby quickly inverted the weapon in her hand and raised it over her head. She brought it down hard and plunged it into the mattress by my ear. Good thing I had gone to the bathroom at the bar or I'd have certainly wet the bed. "You have such a beautiful body," the woman breathed, her hands parting my torn top and caressing my exposed tummy and chest. "I'm going to enjoy fucking you before killing you."

"'ill me?" I whimpered, my eyes revealing the terror in my heart.

Ruby crawled off the bed and slowly began to undress. "Yes darling," she cooed. "But I'll try to make it pleasurable for both of us." She peeled off her top and cast it aside. "After I killed Jeffy-Boy I searched his room without finding those negatives. Seems he took a couple of embarrassing photos that my employers were very anxious to get their hands on. They gave me two hundred thousand dollars to buy them back." The woman sauntered sexily to my side, stark naked and chillingly beautiful. "Only I wasn't going to do that. I was going to ice my mark, destroy the photos, and keep the money as my fee. Just like I always do. My employers treat me very well but they know I can be a real bitch if someone crosses me. They get Jacobs' head on a platter and I get to keep the money. Everyone's happy."

She lowered her full lips down over my torn top to suck my breasts, her tongue flicking over the dark nipples. I fought to stifle a moan from my gagged mouth but couldn't help feeling aroused. I tried to resist but had trained my partner too well. Ruby's finger-fucking and tit sucking was starting to get me hot and wet. "Jacobs called me from his motel room probably the minute you left," Baker continued. She shifted her lips from one nipple to the other. "I drove out and got there less than an hour later. Imagine my surprise to find him answering the door stark naked. And all that time I thought he was horny for me."

Her mouth inched slowly down my abdomen as her fingers probed and tickled my vagina. "I threw my purse on the bed as Jacobs began to undress me. He quickly became hard and ready and we instantly made love. I ended up on top, as is my preference. Jacobs didn't mind. He liked to have my big tits waving in front of his face. The fool didn't even realize I tossed my bag onto the bed for a reason." Louise moved her mouth down to my navel and kissed along my tummy to her hand at my crotch, her other hand still cupping and kneading my boob. "As I rode on his lap, I reached a hand into the bag and found my toy." The woman moved her head between my legs, her tongue flicking out to lick my cunt lips. "I like to call my little ice pick my toy," she breathed into my cunt. "Sort of a sexual aid if you will. It makes lovemaking so much more enjoyable for me. I always wait until the man is ready to blast his load then stab him twice in the chest. Once in the lungs and once in the heart." She pressed her mouth harder onto my pussy, her words nearly lost as she slurped and sucked my cunt. "I've gotten to be pretty skilled in it over the years. In fact, it's become my trademark of sorts. Not a bad way to go if you think of it." Ruby raised her face and eyed me lustily. "Imagine," she grinned, her fingers still probing my oozing snatch. "Their last living gasp in orgasmic release, their stiff pricks blasting their gooey load into the hot wet cunt of a gorgeous sexy redhead? Hell, they should consider themselves lucky to die that way."

"Pweeze," I begged.

"Oooh, you're getting so wet," she purred seductively. Her tongue made a long swath up my tummy and through my cleavage. "You want mommy to fuck you now?"

"Moe, pweeze dote," I sobbed.

Detective Baker moved off the bed and crossed to her overnight bag. "I find it rather touching knowing that people's last thoughts on this earth are of me." She bent low and rifled through the bag. "Like I said, it's sort of my trademark, to kill in the final moments of making love." She straightened and turned to me, April's strap-on dildo in her hands. "Aren't you glad you're the one that introduced me to lesbian love. Tell you what -- I'll be the man and you be the potential corpse. When you're on the brink of orgasm it'll end." My mouth was gagged but the puzzled, terrified expression on my face asked the question for me. "What am I doing?" Ruby asked casually, reading my mind. "Why darling, I'm going to quite literally fuck you to death."

"Moobee pweeze." I struggled atop the mattress trying to free my bound feet and hands.

"I'm not as cruel as you take me for," the woman remarked coolly as she strapped the latex dildo to her waist. "I promise to bring you to the very peak of ecstasy before you die." Ruby reached into her bag coming up with my bottle of baby oil. "It's my trademark remember?" She squirted an amount into her palm and greased the pink rod extending from her groin. "Old habits are so hard to break."

I struggled trying to free myself, the makeshift ropes cutting painfully into my wrists.

"Jacobs was dead long before I had finished cumming onto his still stiff cock," she sighed casually, pouring more oil in her palm. "I dismounted him and searched through all his belongings. Imagine my dismay and anger at having killed the stupid bastard before he delivered up the goods." She set the bottle aside and rubbed the oil over my pussy lips, lubricating and stimulating my vagina. I squirmed to her touch, both in protest and erotic stimulation. "I remembered he told me he broke down along the highway," she mused thoughtfully. "If he hitched a ride perhaps the motel owner might have seen who dropped him off. I planned to question the old fool before I left, but just as I gathered up my clothes to go my eyes caught sight of Jeffy's glistening rigid pole still pointing straight to the ceiling." Ruby paused and straightened, examining the glistening tool projecting from her loins. "Hangmen in the old west have reported that a man will get an erection at the moment of death. Looking at Jacob's lifeless corpse lying spread eagle on the bed, that stiff pecker sticking straight up... Hell, I just had to ride that boy one last time for good measure. I wasn't as much fun, him being dead and all, but it still got me off."

She dribbled a little more oil along the rubber shaft and dropped the bottle into her bag. "The motel manager was a very helpful little man. He gave me the license plate number to Tony's Jaguar and a good description of you. He was kind of cute but I didn't feel much like screwing him after having fucked Jacob's lifeless body shortly before so I just put the barrel of my service revolver to his temple and splattered his brains all over the wall." Ruby crawled onto the bed and kneeled between my legs. "I torched the whole motel complex to eliminate any evidence that I had ever been there." Baker spread my cunt lips with her fingers and rubbed my clit with her thumbs. "I retraced Jacob's route back to his abandoned car. I doubted I'd find what I was looking for there. He'd never be so stupid as to leave something so valuable in his car along the road. After a thorough search I set fire to the car as well." She lowered her face to my chest, her tongue flicking over my hard nipple as she inserted a finger inside me. "I realized what he did," she breathed. "He and you planned to split the money, with you holding onto the microfilm for security. Jeff would get the money from me then give you a call to leave the matchbook in some safe place." She moved her mouth to my other nipple. "That's why I've been watching over you. I knew you'd slip up sooner or later and make a mistake. I figured after I shot at you that first night outside your apartment, you'd blab all to me. No such luck. So I turned on the gas and made you leave your place, returning the next day to search it thoroughly. Still nothing."

Baker inched her knees closer, the head of the fake phallus nearing the opening of my love tunnel. "You were a lot smarter than I thought, so I just bided my time gaining your confidence. I must admit we had fun together, but business is business. I had to clean up this last job for the family before moving on to my next assignment." Ruby took her hand away from my snatch and braced her palm on the pillow by my head, her other hand removing the knife from the mattress. "Don't be so worried," she pouted at the pained expression on my face. "I'll make sure this is one of the best fucks you ever had. Just like that silly little man Leo What's-His-Name. I made his last screw with Ruby the best lay he ever had."

"Meo?"

The killer eased forward, the tip of her rubber cock pushing into the folds of my lubricated orifice. I closed my eyes and mewed softly, both in the pleasure of having a long hard dildo enter my ready pussy and the fear of what awaited me afterwards. "Me and little Leo had a real good time," she grinned, easing in another inch. "You know, he was actually smiling up at me as I rode him that one last time, grinning like a fucking idiot before I twisted his head and snapped his little neck."

Ruby eased the rubber lover in deeper, pressing all the way in to the very base. My mind reeled as she slowly drew out, my eyes squeezed shut to keep out her wicked beautiful face and not allowing the erotic sensations to take over my body. It was hard -- Louise knew what turned me on and did her best to fulfill my sexual cravings. She was going to make my last fuck my best.

We heard a knock on the front door. Ruby paused in mid-stroke and turned her head to the outer room. "Interruptions, interruptions," she groused irritably. The woman eased out and set the sharp knife aside. "Probably our fresh sheets." She climbed off the bed and unstrapped the dildo letting it fall to her feet. "Don't go away now," she grinned. Lou pulled on a robe and crossed to the door. "Mommy will be back in a minute to finish our little game."

I whimpered and jerked my tied ankles trying to free myself. I felt the knot on my left ankle loosen ever so slightly. I struggled and thrashed some more finally pulling my foot free. I raised my leg high over my head, wincing as I strained and stretched to hook the base of my foot under the top bar of the brass headpiece. Ruby was right -- I needed to work out more often. Doing the splits on my back with one ankle tied down was a real bitch. I extended my leg further and pushed the brass headpiece upward, pulling the upright metal bar holding my wrist binds toward me with both hands. It squeaked and groaned a little and I strained even harder to free myself. At last, the pole broke free bending downward about a foot or so. I sprang forward and slid my tied hands up and off the bar.

I quickly unknotted the cloth holding my other foot and rolled off the bed. I ducked behind the door and waited for my friend to return. After a few seconds the door opened and she stepped in, momentarily taken aback to find the bed was empty. I leaped at her from behind, slipping my bound hands over her head and tightening the cloth rope to strangle her. Louise clawed at her neck and shoved me back, my body slamming hard against the wall. She was stronger and more agile than I was and I instantly wished I had spent more time with her working out at the gym. The woman elbowed me in the ribs and knocked the air out of my lungs. I doubled over, pulling my hands tighter around her neck. Ruby gagged and clawed at the tight bindings around her throat. The ragged rope scraped her flesh and drew blood along her neck as we reeled about the room like a pair of strange dancers performing some bizarre ritual. She slammed me backwards into an end table. I careened to the side and brought my knee up into her back, the woman screeching in pain and cursing loudly.

At last, she managed to turn herself around, her hands clutching at my throat. The knots on my bound wrists were now behind her head and all I could do was squeeze her neck from behind as she struggled to strangle me. We spun around the room in our macabre death dance, the two of us falling backward onto the bed knocking the long sharp knife off the pillow onto the floor and under the dresser. I freed my hands from her throat and floundered across the mattress struggling to get away. The killer quickly pounced onto me. She rolled me over onto my back, my head and shoulders pinned against the foot rail of the bed as her hands clamped tightly around my throat. "I didn't want it to end this way," my lover growled, her face a mask of rage and fury.

Me neither I choked. My mind was reeling and I feared she'd finally kill me after all.

I jerked my leg up and placed my foot squarely on her chest, shoving my leg away and flinging her off. Louise flew backwards, her arms flailing as she struck the headpiece of the brass bed. Her eyes grew wide and a gurgled choking sound croaked from her throat. I rolled onto my knees gasping for air and ripped the gag from my mouth. The woman lay like a discarded rag doll against the headrest with her arms limp by her sides, the tip of the bent brass pipe protruding an inch from her chest.

"Oh, Ruby darling," I gasped in shock. "I didn't mean to --"

"You had to," she struggled weakly. "I would have killed you."

The woman coughed and winced in pain as I inched nearer on my knees. "Oh baby, I'm so sorry," I wept, cautiously extending my bound hands to softly touch her face.

"Don't be," she coughed. "I'm only sorry I couldn't learn to love you."

"I learned," I whispered, a tear rolling down my cheek. "I learned."

"You know something baby," she chuckled weakly, a small trickle of blood dribbling out the corner of her mouth. "An orgasm would go great right about now."

Louise Baker lolled her head onto her shoulder and quietly expelled her last breath.

I lay naked on top of his body, my buxom chest heaving and body sweating from yet another rigorous session of lovemaking. "So how did Ruby get herself mixed up in all this?" he asked softly.

I expelled my lungs in a heavy sigh and rested the side of my face on his bare shoulder. "I told the sheriff the whole story as he gave me a lift back to town," I explained. "He called his office do some checking around and by the time we got there they had accumulated quite a bit of information on her. Seems Miss Louise Baker had a part time job as an enforcer for a local prominent mob family. Paid quite well according to her bank account records."

"Did you ever find out what was on the microfilm?"

I rolled onto my side, the thick patchwork quilt drooping from my naked shoulders. "No and quite frankly I don't care. Too many people got themselves killed over that little piece of plastic. The less I know about it the better."

"You've been through a lot."

"Yeah." I sighed and caressed the side of his handsome face with my palm. "I'm not sure I can do my escort job anymore."

"Why not?"

My fingers absently twirled the small hairs on his bare chest. "I keep seeing her face," I frowned. "I fear it may be too hard to concentrate on a client now... that awful experience might invade my mind and spoil the mood."

Howard Hess raised his arm over his head and around my shoulder to caress my bare back. "It didn't seem to spoil the mood just now," he murmured.

"No," I chuckled, resting my chin on his chest. "I suppose it didn't."

"Or in the shower before that."

"Apparently not," I sighed.

He smoothed his hand down my spine to the small of my back. "Or in the wine cellar when you first arrived."

"No darling, I mused, my fingers softly drawing circles around his navel. "I was definitely in the mood then."

"Is that the only reason you feel you need a career change?"

I turned my head and rested my cheek on his chest. "I don't know."

"Come work for me," he offered. "As my assistant."

"And your lover?" I smirked.

"I'd like that."

I raised up onto one elbow, the blanket falling away from my loose boobs. "I bet you would."

Howard gently stroked my hanging breast with his free hand. "I can never get enough of you," he breathed reverently. "I'll do whatever it takes to keep you."

"Sounds tempting," I sighed dreamily, my long dark hair draping over my bare shoulder beside his face.

"But?"

I expelled my breath with a faraway expression on my face. "But."

"There's another man," he stated in answer to my silence.

"Possibly."

"You love him?"

"Yeah."

"And he loves you?" We both knew it wasn't a question. I stared in silence at a distant spot unseen. Howard Hess raised his hand and turned my face to his. "Perhaps you can learn to love me," he implored softly.

"I thought I could learn," I murmured faintly.

"I have no doubts that I can return the same to you."

"That almost sounds like a marriage proposal."

"Would you accept if it was?"

"You hardly know me."

"I know enough to realize that I want and need you beside me. I love your beautiful smile and warm sense of humor. As an escort you're used to fine clothes, expensive jewelry, elegant dining. I can offer you all that and more, only with a single client from now on -- me."

"Oh Howie," I grinned. "You certainly drive a hard bargain."

"No one ever calls me Howie," he smiled. "I like it when you do." He grinned lecherously and twitched his eyebrows. "And as for driving something hard..."

I glanced down along his body to see the growing peak at the blanket draped across his groin. "Naughty boy!" I chuckled, patting his chest. "You're gonna wear this poor girl out."

"You make me feel like a horny young teenager."

"Oh God," I winced, placing my hand in the small of my back, arching and stretching my spine. "All right, but for once let's make love in a bed like normal people." I rapped my knuckles on the hard smooth lid of the elegant white grand piano beneath us for emphasis. "This surface is much too hard on my frail delicate body."

"Well, my dear," he cooed, nuzzling his face by my ear, his breath hot on my bare neck. "Let's open a bottle of champagne and slip this frail delicate body of yours between some smooth soft satin sheets."

"Now you're talkin', honey."

I rolled off the top of the piano onto stiff legs, stretching my sore muscles and limbs. "My God," he breathed in reverent awe. "You certainly have a tremendous physique."

"Tremendously sore physique." I extended my arms invitingly to my host. "I'll have to take a long hot bath before my job tomorrow night."

A pained expression crossed his face as he hopped off the lid into my embrace. "So you're staying in the escort business?" he asked.

"I suppose for now," I smiled, my lips moving close to his.

Howie wrapped his arms around my back and drew my body tighter to his chest. "I didn't get where I am today by letting great opportunities slip from my grasp."

"I love it when men fight over me," I purred, my lips barely brushing his. He pressed his mouth to mine, his hot breath mingling with mine. When we finally came up for air I stared languidly into his eyes. "Damn you drive a hard bargain."

"My offer still stands."

"Among other things," I leered dropping a hand to his groin.

He turned and draped his arm around my naked shoulder. "Let's at least talk about it," he offered. "Over champagne in bed."

"Talk?" I frowned playfully, pulling the quilt from the piano, the blanket trailing the floor behind me like a bridal train as we walked side by side toward the bedroom.

"Darling," he smiled. "Picture yourself in designer dresses -- not borrowed but really yours. Diamond jewelry, gold necklaces --"

"I'm a slave to my body," I confessed, our feet padding noiselessly across the thick pile carpet. "It has to have sex frequently -- sometimes three, four times a day."

"What a coincidence," he leered. We paused at to the entrance to the plush richly decorated master bedroom. "I suffer from the same malady."

"Hmmm," I mused, groping his nice tight butt. "What can we do about that?"

He grinned and slid his hands down my back to grope my rear. "Suffer together."

"Oh darn," I murmured lustily, dropping the blanket to my feet and wrapping one hand around his neck, the other onto his swelling lengthening member. "Hell of a time to find my hands full."

"That's the idea darling," he breathed. His mouth met mine, his hands gently fondling my bare buttocks. "That's the idea."

The match flared to life in my fingers, the flame floating across the darkness to touch the wick of the taper on the dresser. The candle flame grew and illuminated the bedroom with a soft orange glow. Tony rolled onto his side and gazed up from the bed. "You look absolutely gorgeous."

I turned to him, offering a full view of the elegant strapless sleeveless floor length gown, the gold highlights woven into the canary chiffon sparkling in the flickering candlelight. The white elbow gloves complimented the string of pearls and stud earrings, my hair pinned high atop my head in an elegant style. "Thank you." I crossed to the side of the bed. "It's an Ellen Vondaberger original."

"You're beautiful."

"I feel beautiful," I replied matter-of-factly. I kicked off my low-heel shoes beside the bed. "I was thinking about you," I said softly, pulling back the sheet to reveal his limp member. "I wanted to be with you."

My boss relaxed back and knitted his hands behind his head. "You got all dressed up just for me?"

"Yes," I breathed, gently stroking his penis with my gloved hand. "Just for you."

"Lucky me."

I rested my hip on the mattress and stroked his dick in my palm. "Lucky stiff -- so I hope."

"You know what it takes to get me there."

I pumped him steadily in my hand, the man growing and swelling to my touch. "I had a job offer tonight."

"Is that right?"

"Yes," I nodded. I crawled on my knees onto the bed, my hand still stroking his cock. "Howard Hess wants me to be his personal private secretary."

"Quite an offer."

I released his manhood and fanned my long elegant dress over his crotch. "I turned him down."

"May I ask why?"

I crawled on my knees to straddle his hips. My hand reached behind my rear to lift the back hem of the gown and feel for his dick beneath me. "I happen to like being an escort."

Tony moved his hands onto my slender waist as I guided his prick into my waiting love-tunnel. "Is that all?"

"No darling," I breathed, settling lower and taking his full length into my eager hot pussy. "I also happen to love you a whole bunch."

"That's no reason to turn down a great job," he grunted as I slowly established a steady riding rhythm on his lap.

I leaned forward and rested my gloved hands onto his bare chest. "I prefer to keep my eye on you," I panted, my chest heaving as the tingling sensations grew in my loins. "Remain very close to you, so to speak."

"Real close," he grunted, his hips bucking up to meet me each time I dropped my vagina onto his penis.

I gradually increased my humping tempo. "I'll get you to marry me yet, lover-boy," I rasped.

"You may wait a long time," he panted, his hands tightening their grip on my waist.

"You know I'll wait forever for you," I grunted. My gloved fists clenched at the small hairs on his bare chest. "As long as I know you love me."

"God you're so beautiful," he breathed reverently.

"I need to hear it," I whispered. "I need to hear you say it."

"You know how I feel about you."

"Please tell me!" I squealed, the string of pearls slapping against my chest in cadence to my fucking tempo. "Even if it isn't true."

"You know I do."

I felt the juices welling up inside my tingling twat demanding to be unleashed. "Say it, goddammit!" I growled through gritted teeth.

"I love you Jett," Tony whispered under his breath, his hips banging harder and faster from below.

I dropped to my elbows onto his chest, my gloved palms cupping his handsome face. "Cum inside me lover," I begged.

Tony clamped his hands onto the sides of my expensive dress by my ass and plunged his cock deep to the furthest recesses of my vagina. My cunt suddenly exploded with a torrent of creamy cum onto his ramming rigid rod. My body shuddered and trembled above him, my lover pulling out and slamming home once again to spew his warm load deep inside my sated cunt. I gasped and choked, trying to calm my heaving chest as he eased out and pressed inside once more, my pussy gushing forth torrents of warm gooey cream over his shaft and down his balls. My mind was reeling dizzily, my flesh quivering and sparking with static electricity.

I collapsed spent onto his chest and rested the side of my face on his bare shoulder. "I knew you would say it," I gasped breathlessly. "I knew one day you'd say you loved me."

Tony moved his arms up my back and pulled me closer into his naked body. "Even if it wasn't true."

I closed my eyes and savored the sensations of his still hard dick sheathed in my tingling dripping snatch -- my lips slowly forming a knowing smile. "Perhaps someday."