Rigor MortisChapter 2
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I got up early that Sunday morning with a determination to put in a run along Central Park West all the way from one end to the other. I actually made it up to eighty-second street before I decided to quit and save it for another day.
Saturday night was a bit of a blur but it wasn’t from the booze.
I had that under control these days.
No, I had gotten a touch of the virus that was floating around the city making working mothers crazy with figuring out what to do with their sneezing, coughing little tots and not wanting to lose much-needed household income because the rent man takes no excuse.
I think I had gotten the bug from my loyal secretary Julie in my eagerness to console her in her unwanted news about starting a family without a husband for backup.
I just used the customary military approach to fighting off the germs by taking two aspirin and getting a good night’s sleep without going near a doctor because that was where all the sick people were crowded into a tiny waiting room spreading more germs.
This was the Sunday that I had promised my new partner I would come to her place for dinner and my only hesitation was that her eighteen year old sister would be there with those bedroom eyes that stirred my middle aged juices. It was only a few days ago that she had sat down across from me on the sofa with her skirt shamelessly hiked up almost to her pubic hair flaunting her darkly shaded bush at me while her sister Gloria rested her tired head on my shoulder with her eyes closed unable to see the show. Of course, she had me eating it up because eighteen year old snatch is totally irresistible to any guy in his mid to late thirties.
Gloria was my real motivation for socializing because the experienced FBI special agent pulled no punches in the bedroom. She was totally into the oral and anal tricks that we older guys like to rut in as foreplay or some games after the main event. Besides, she was smart enough to keep her mouth shut when push came to shove and when the man was leading the band and the lady was serving up the goodies with a smile on her face.
I headed to the package store to pick up one of the wines on the list that Gloria had given to me to bring as my contribution to the meal. I was basically a beer man but was willing to switch to keep the females happy. It was the least I could do to compromise with a dinner partner that had gone to the trouble of laying the table and cooking the food for me to enjoy.
I answered the phone expecting it to be Gloria but it was Julie’s voice at the other end of the line.
“Mike, can you be a dear and stop by with some carbon paper and correction fluid from the office? I just did my hair and don’t want to go out with it looking like this in public.”
I promised to be there in about an hour and hoped she was not in a mood for something more than a re-supply of office supplies. I knew that once she sat on my lap or started fooling around with my hair or ears, I would soon be “burying the salami” as deeply as possible in one of her available openings. I was on a tight schedule and was looking forward to getting closer to Gloria providing we could get her sister Eve distracted from our private agenda.
Julie’s apartment building was deserted which was typical on a Sunday with everybody being downtown either going to church or window-shopping looking at the pretty manikins wearing high-priced items that were certain to get marked down in short order to a more reasonable level.
Last year, we had a problem with the homeless on the streets but they were mostly winos and people evicted for non-payment of rent. With the rent controls put in by the new administration, it brought it back down to just in the Bowery area downtown and the streets were clear once again. I saw a cop at the call box on the nearby lamppost and was thankful it wasn’t me back in uniform again serving as a target for the evil-minded criminal element. I didn’t mind wearing the uniform but I felt it was a mistake to make the patrols solitary and not partnered up with someone to watch your back.
I used the key she had given to me as an emergency device ever since she had lost her room-mates and was living all by herself once again.
I heard noise in the bathroom and figured she would be out soon and it would be impolite to enter a ladies bathroom unannounced.
When she came out, she gasped when she saw me even though she was expecting me at any moment. I guess the fact that she was walking around basically bottomless had a lot to do with her momentary confusion. Well, I had seen it all before and I wasn’t the least bit uncomfortable. Still, she scurried into the bedroom and reappeared wearing a pair of boy-shorts that were far too tight for her. The silky fabric disappeared up into her slit and her back crack making her bottom half look sexier than if she had been totally naked from the waist down.
She was blushing and I thought that was a bit over the top for her because we had done it all before and I was familiar with the little squeaky sounds she made when she was going into an irreversible orgasm.
Julie offered me some coffee and I accepted because I was dying for a cup of java. She held her cup with both hands like she was protecting something she didn’t want to lose. I thought she looked kind of cute sitting there in her sexy boy-shorts and we were warming up with lip exercises and inquisitive finger play on my part investigating all the mysteries of her feminine secrets.
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