by Jsavage
“Now Jim! she commanded. Jim let his robe fall to the floor, and he entered her. She gripped him with her legs and embraced him. One huge wave traveled through her and she released. The wetness spread out of her and onto Jim and the floor. She passionately kissed Jim with an open mouth. Her fingers gripped his back without digging into him. She knew Jim wasn’t into pain. Once she had gripped him with her sharp nails and he had come to a complete halt, announcing he wasn’t into pain. Since then she always kept her finger nails short, and retracted.
“That was wonderful,”she whispered in his ear. She had always been quick to fulfill his sexual fantasies, but he had always been reluctant. Seeing how much she had enjoyed it, and how much he had enjoyed giving her pleasure, he wouldn’t be so reluctant in the future. He still stood there with her ass resting on the edge of the island, with her legs tightly gripping him, and he deeply within her. He could feel the shutters yet going through her. He softly kissed her, then her breasts.
“I love you.”she said. Jim said nothing and kissed her longer this time.
“Your eggs are getting cold,”he joked.
“I think they can wait, as he felt her grip him from within. She wanted more, so he began to thrust in and out of her.
The morning sun warmed the kitchen now. It’s rays bathing all things it came in contact with. Else-where things weren’t so pleasant.
“What do you mean you couldn’t find anything? I sent you there to get those files. And don’t give me this bull crap that you were interrupted. I don’t want to hear this.”
“I was! I had to get out of there. It was the same guy I saw her with earlier this week on the beach. He has to work for some agency. He’s been just too conveniently around.”
“What did you find? Anything?”
He wanted to say, some rather nice silk underwear, but thought best not to.
“Nothing! Just the usual things you find in someones home.”
“Do they have an office? They run an export import business. If you didn’t find an office then there must be an office elsewhere.”
“I didn’t think about that.”
“What the hell am I paying you for? Find the office, and then find those files! I want those files!”He didn’t say what he was thinking. If they had the hard copies of the files, they more than likely would have saved them to some sort of medium.
“Get the hell out of here! Find those files or don’t come back!”He quickly turned and left the small damp room, closing the door behind him. He breathed a bit easier. He’d have to find the files this time, because even if he didn’t come back, they’d be sending someone after him, and he didn’t definitely want that. He quickly made his way to his car. He reached to open the door but it was stuck.“Damn this piece of shit he muttered to himself.”He gave the door a kick and it opened. He slid into the seat. He wasn’t getting enough for this job. He suddenly wondered what the Americans would pay for what he knew? A picture of sleek, fast Porsche came to his mind, then a voluptuous babe sitting next to him in the same car running her hand up and down him. He wouldn’t have to deal with bastards like the one he had just left. He could yell at someone else for a change. He wondered how he’d contact the same person who he almost got caught by at the house? He had to be working for some American agency. He turned the key in the ignition. The car didn’t start. He gave a bit of gas, then it started. The car idled roughly. He put it in gear, heading for a bar he knew. He needed a few strong ones, and perhaps a bit of ass to take his mind off of things for now. He was going to seriously consider that which he had been thinking about.
Jake now was sitting outside a small beach side cafe, having a second cup of coffee, with a piece of pie, when someone sat down across from him, who was carrying a newspaper. It was a racing news. Exactly the paper his contact was to have.
“How are you Jake? It’s been a while.”
“Just fine Bill. How are things?”
“Things like our local Chinese spy?”
“Exactly! I assume you moved him along on his way?”
“You might say that.”
“You got a good look at him?”
“Perfectly!”
“Anyone you recognize?”Bill said sliding the newspaper towards Jake. Jake opened it and viewed the four photographs inside, the closed it, and pushed it back across the table.
“Second one from the right.”
“That’s Joe Wang. Not too bright, but he gets the job done for them. He’s a free lancer. Has family in SF. A couple of cousins. His parents are dead. Died during an earth quake. No brothers of sisters we know of, but who can tell in a country of two billion.”
“Right,”replied Jake.“Now what?”
“They want to know what’s going on. Why all this fuss about geographical survey maps? Tensions are also rising in the area. Vietnam is back in the picture.”
“Just what we need!”replied Jake.“I hope this time if the shooting starts we let them shoot each other instead of US.”
“Exactly,”added Bill.
“How do we approach Mr. Wang? Rough or soft?”
“Try soft first. Perhaps he can be bought. That way we get rid of him sort of speak, and they wind up looking for him, while we are a step ahead in the game.”
“What if he can’t be bought?”
“Let me know and I’ll have him picked up. I suspect with the amount of pressure he is getting, he’ll be easy to buy.”
“How much?”Jake asked.
“Up to ten. Any more than that they might just have him picked up.”
“Ten mill? This must be something big.”
“It could be, especially if Vietnam is willing to fight their cousins, and risk becoming part of China.”
“Cousins? I didn’t think Vietnam was related to the Chinese?”questioned Jake.
“You know what I mean. They’re all Asians.”
“That’s like saying all Americans.”
“Don’t get picky with me Jake. You get my meaning.”
“Yeah, I do. How hard do you think Mr. Wang will be to find?”
“Not hard at all. We’ve had that wreck of a car bugged for several weeks. I think you’ll find him over in a dive on the east end. If he follows his normal routine, he winds up there after a meeting with his handler, who I hear is a real sweet heart. A real ball buster. He likes a little something over there by the name of Susy. He spends a lot of his money on her. Unknown to him, he has been financing the competition. He likes fast cars, and women to match. A real patriot. He was born in this country, just, then his parents got killed supposedly in an earth quake on a visit home to see their parents. There was an earth quake, but they were found with bullet holes in their heads. Seems someone didn’t like their new found prosperity in the states. Wouldn’t play ball with some demands made.
“How much of this do I use?”
“Only as much as is needed. Keep some in reserve to keep him in line later.”
“What’s his handler going say if he discovers his boy has turned?”
“As much as it may not be exactly fair, or even just, we don’t really care. If we can save paying out anything, the better. Budgets are getting tighter these days.”
“What? I give him a little incentive and then see what comes next?”
“Exactly. Jim’s due to hand over the survey maps later this week, so we may not have to pay out one penny.”
“Why don’t you have them already?”
“I’m not sure. Something to do with vacations, some new people. Perhaps it was just a screw up. Jim generally turns things in once a month routinely, but these maps are drawing extra attention. The Chinese jumped sooner than we expected also. We thought they’d be still looking for their two missing agents for another month. Then Mr. Wang showed up. Not what we expected.”
“Don’t you routinely keep track of people like Mr. Wang?”asked Jake.
“Yes and no. Wang hasn’t been that important in the past to waste budget monies on. He only came
up this time because it involved Jim and Julie. Did you get a piece of that last week.”
“A piece of what?”said Jake.
“Julie! It’s said she’s hot!”
“I wouldn’t know,”lied Jake.
“You wouldn’t? And you don’t have a snake tattooed somewhere unseen, lease ways not so as anyone could easily see.” Jake wasn’t sure how to respond. Clearly the cat was out of the bag. He was being watched also.
“What do you want to know?”he replied.
“Can we simply say she is very good and leave it at that?”
“We can. So long as you don’t have a repeat performance with her. She and Jim have been a very good source of information and we don’t want to mess that up, especially now. Betty might welcome your attentions.”
Was there nothing these sobs didn’t know, Jake thought.
“Consider it done,”replied Jake. Boy, and there goes one swell piece of ass, he thought again.
“So, you meet Mr. Wang, and go from there. Keep me posted,”said Bill as he took the paper in hand and got up and simply left. Jake took a sip of his coffee. It was cold, so he motioned to the waitress for a fresh cup, who understood, and set about bringing him a fresh cup. The sun by now was further up in the sky, and it was getting hotter. Jim and Julie had retired to their bed and slept in each others arms. Jake finished his pie and coffee, paid the bill and left a generous tip. The waitress had a nice ass and legs, and perhaps he was paving the way for something new, now that other things were no longer on the menu, as it were. He leisurely walked down the board-walk towards home.
Chapter Fifteen
Jake parked his car out of the way. It was true the place Mr. Wang liked was a real dive. There was a lone parking lot light that did next to nothing but disturb the rats. Jake got out of his car, and locked it the old fashion way. By pushing down the door button. He hoped it would still be here when he got back in one piece. He had located the door when pulling in, and now walked towards it, when a couple half drunk stumbled out bumping into him. They didn’t say a word, just walked on. Excuse me, Jake thought as he went through the door. The room was filled with smoke and the smell of beer. He tried to get his bearings as he looked around. As he half expected the booths were on the far wall. This was where he thought he’d find Mr. Wang sitting. He was right, there he was sitting next to the exit door. He was perched on the outside of the booth, not inside it. Seems he was expecting trouble. Wanted to be able to make a fast escape. There sitting next to him was one gorgeous looking Asian woman. Jake could see why Mr. Wang frequented this place. He half wondered why she was here? With those looks she could have them lined up down the block. Her one hand wasn’t clearly visible. She seemed busy with something under the table. Real busy from the expression Jake saw on Mr. Wang’s face. It would be a shame to break such things up, but Jake sat down in the booth across from them.
“What do you want? asked Wang. She eyed Jake with some curiosity, as she ran her tongue over her lips. Her one hand was still under the table. Jake began to wonder if it didn’t hold something of the blue steel variety instead of what he first thought.
“Perhaps we could talk in private.”
“She can stay,”he replied.
“You might not want anyone else to hear what I have to say,”added Jake.
“We can talk outside,”Wang replied, getting out of the booth and immediately heading for the exit door. Jake followed but not too close. He made sure she didn’t follow.
Some several hundred feet later, Wang turned with one hand in his coat pocket.
“Well, spill it. What do you want?”
“I guess you don’t recognize me.”
“I do. You were at the house.”
“I have an offer for you,”said Jake.
“What kind of offer?”
“A money offer.”
“For what and how much?”
“That depends on what you have to say.”
“About what?”
“You tell me,”said Jake keeping an eye on his hand in the jacket pocket, and half looking behind himself.
“I might have some information of interest, but the money has to be very good.”
“How good?”asked Jake.
“Five mill good!”
“That’s a lot of good,”responded Jake.“I’ll need a sample.”
“How do I know I can trust you?”Wang added.
“You don’t.”
“Then what are we doing here?”
“Just talking like old friends, while a friend of mine takes pictures of us. Wang looked around quickly and saw nothing.
“Cut the bull shit. There isn’t anyone around.”
“Can you be sure,”teased Jake.
“Are you interested or not?”
“Give!”
“Alright. Those maps show a lot more than fault lines. That’s all I’m prepared to say,”Wang replied.
“That’s not much!”
“That’s more than enough.”
“Alright. How do I contact you?”asked Jake.
“I’ll be here in two days. That ought to be enough time to check the maps.”
“Alright two days, here. What if something comes up?”
“Then I won’t be here. We’re done. Wang walked back into the bar leaving Jake standing there. Jake again looked around and walked with some speed back to where he had left his car. He had the keys out as he reached the car. He quickly inserted the key, and was behind the wheel. The car started immediately and Jake put it in gear and was out of the parking lot and down the road, when she sat up in the back seat holding something in her hand. Jake continued driving knowing she would be less likely to shoot.
“Where would you like to go?”Jake asked, at bit uneasy.
“Your place will do just fine,”she said now displaying what she held in her hand. A small but nasty looking 380 or nine mill.
“I don’t have any money.”
“That’s not what I heard. We’d like to know more about Mr. Wang.”
“You don’t expect me to take you to my house, do you?”
“I really didn’t want to do this here,”she returned.“Take the first street on your left. Stop at the motel. Room number fifteen.”Jake wasn’t sure what he was into, but it was going to happen a lot sooner than he expected. He did as instructed. He found the motel and the room. He pulled up in front of the room.
“Now what?”he asked.
“Get out. Here’s the door key,”she said tossing the key to him. He caught it out of reflex. He got out of the car and walked slowly towards the room.
“Open the door she instructed, clearly still holding the nasty looking gun right at his back. He inserted the key and the door opened easily, she pushed him through the door, and turned on the dim single light. Sit down she commanded. Jake sat down on the bed, seeing how it was closer than the chair.
“Now what lady?”Jake asked, as she put the gun down on the dresser next to where she was standing, and began to unbutton her blouse. Jake looked on with some interest. She laid it on the immediate chair then kicked off her shoes, then unzipped her skirt, laying it also on the chair. She was now standing there only in a laced bra, and rather next to nothing underwear, that didn’t do much to hide her cleft. Jake felt himself rise, as she now once again picked up the gun and walked towards him.
She stood in front of him as she with one hand removed her bra revealing her nice breasts. She laid the gun on the bed and then removed her brief underwear. She now stood in front of him naked, and took one of his hands and put it to her breast. Jake naturally felt it’s warmth, and took in in his mouth. She took his other hand and put it on her there. He found she was wet. He moved his fingers between the folds of skin. He felt her hand on him, as she opened the zipper of his pants. He sprang into her hand. She pushed him back on the bed, and let him enter her, as she sat on him. His hands went to her breasts as she began to ride him and pleasure herself and him.
“It’s been a whil
e lady,”Jake said.
“Hello to you too, you Old Son of a Bitch,”she returned as she bent to kiss him.
“I didn’t think they let you out of the office much these days.”
“Just to meet Old Friends,”she replied as she doubled her moments on him feeling he was on the verge. Not yet she whispered feeling herself catch up to him.
“Now!”she commanded, as they came together. Her juices flooded out of her onto him, and the bed. He gripped her breasts watching the pleasure register on her face. She rolled off him laying next to him on the bed. She took him in her hands, then enveloped him with her mouth. He had almost forgotten how good she was. She brought him to life again, as her hands and mouth played on him. She turned and offered herself to him. His mouth played on her much to her delight. He sucked on her bud, and she felt the sudden wave of pleasure run through her. She also had almost forgotten how good he was. She once again mounted him, taking her time and letting the pleasure last in one long enjoyable moment.
“How have you been?”he asked.
“About the same,”she replied.
“So, I can see,”Jake replied massaging her breasts with his hands, then sucking on her nipples. A shutter went though her.
“You haven’t lost your touch,”she said.
“Neither have you! Are you married yet?”
“Who could compete with you Jake? You have me spoiled. You still doing free lance I see.”
“A guy has to keep his hand in.”
“Among other things,”she said as she now began to ride him faster, feeling herself ready once more, when she came, then collapsing on Jake’s chest, letting him embrace her, which he did.
“I could get use to this, if you ever made an honest woman out of me,”she said. Jake not knowing what to say, simply kissed her and continued to hold her. He had thought her loyalties were to the homeland, and not him. He wondered what had changed? She sat up, with him still within her. She lightly gripped him. He had only known two women with this ability.
