Malice Masterpieces

by K'Anne Meinel

  Alice made her way to the secure boxes on the lower level, necessitating further security measures on their part, checking her, scanning her once again before allowing her access to her safety deposit box. An official of the bank greeted her, recognizing her from past visits, checking her identification and passport, and accompanied her to the safe where her box was held. This was one of several safes, not all boxes were in the same safe, a secure precaution as the bank official used a retinal scan to enter the safe and escort her in. They used their identity cards simultaneously so the door would open and then an old fashioned set of keys to simultaneously unlock the door to her box. He pulled the long box out for her and left her alone to open it in private.

  Alice was alone in the vault. No cameras, no other people, nothing to see what she kept in the box. She opened it to check that it was the same as she had left it before. Nothing was out of order as she thumbed through the bonds, the cash in several denominations that she kept there, the raw gems in their various packets, and a couple more passports in various names for her use. She put her briefcase on the table and rifled through the secret compartment for the bonds she wanted to place inside the secure box. She took out one of the passports and replaced it with the one she had brought with her. It didn’t pay to have passports without current stamps on them occasionally; they were rendered useless if one didn’t pay attention to details such as this. Her eyes gleamed at the amount of money that this box represented. Few people realized that cash was actually useless in the long term and that negotiable bonds were a godsend in this world’s economy. Precious gems could be easily transported and bought and sold and Alice had learned from a one of the best a few years ago, her lover had enjoyed teaching her before going on her way to another pupil, another student, Alice hadn’t minded, the knowledge she gained had been invaluable.

  She locked the box back in the wall after closing it tightly with her valuables intact, memorizing their placement for future visits. Alice knew behavior like this was obsessive but her compulsive need to know where things were, meticulous accounting of things, had saved her time and again in this cutthroat world. The bank officer wasn’t necessary to lock the box, only to unlock it and she closed the wall lock with confidence knowing it would take a nuclear blast to get in these vaults. She met the official outside the vault waiting patiently for her to complete her businesses inside.

  “I will need to make a deposit,” she mentioned as she adjusted the strap to her briefcase on her shoulder, he nodded as he escorted her back upstairs to the conventional bank. He left her in one of the private offices and she was soon joined by another banking officer.

  “Hello Ms. Weaver,” a familiar voice intoned.

  Alice looked up surprised and pleased to see Sonja smiling at her. “Why hello,” she said expressing her pleasure in her tone. “This is a pleasant surprise, I thought you went to Switzerland?”

  Sonja nodded as she held out her hand to shake Alice’s lingering a little long in her caress; they both knew what it meant. “I did, I studied there for six months and they sent me back home.”

  Alice was very pleased; this meant she wouldn’t be alone for the duration of her trip. Sometimes breaking in a new girlfriend was more trouble than it was worth and searching the local tourist spots or clubs could get boring. Sonja knew her, or at least thought she did and they could have a nice time together while Alice was on the island. “Would you like to have dinner tonight to ‘catch up?’” she said with a little innuendo that they both understood they would eventually wind up in bed.

  Sonja looked delighted at the prospect as she agreed, “Now, I’m sure I am not what brought you to the islands since you didn’t know I was here,” she said coyly.

  Alice laughed, Sonja was all business on some levels and for that she approved wholeheartedly. “I’d like to open an account,” she began.

  Sonja never turned a hair. As much as she enjoyed this American and the little she knew about her she would never let on how intrigued she was by her and her business transactions. It would be unseemly to mention the hundreds of thousands of dollars they handled for her, sometimes millions. “What have you got for us today?” she asked instead.

  In fairly short order the cashier’s checks were deposited in a Swiss bank account that only Alice could access. There would be of course a short hold on the funds until the checks cleared their issuing banks. Even cashier’s checks were subject to fraud these days and while Alice would have normally transferred the funds, this personal touch had been necessary to check the safe deposit box and deposit the bonds in it, they had been building up in her home safe and she felt better having them here. Next time she might choose one of her other hidey-holes but a trip to the Cayman’s had sounded good to her. Now finding Sonja here made it an even better trip for her.

  “I’ve put the normal safety and security protocols on this account?’ Sonja asked as they concluded their business and she typed into her computer.

  “That would be fine,” Alice answered knowing that these types of things were necessary when handling large sums of money; to even open an account in most Swiss related banks here in the Caymans you had to deposit three hundred thousand. The cashier’s checks she had just deposited totaled many more times that amount but it always paid to be careful, to spread out your wealth between various accounts and transactions. She noted the new account in her phone, sending herself an email, encoded, before erasing the email once it was sent. She was always careful that way, erasing the history, the places she visited on her phone, even her phone calls. She knew it all could be recovered by someone with the right equipment but the casual thief, the casual look, or the local law enforcement usually didn’t have the right equipment and she wanted to make it as hard as possible for anyone to find out information about her. She certainly wouldn’t make it easy for anyone.

  “So, now that we are done with business, where did you want to go for dinner?” Sonja’s voiced turned coy.

  Alice smiled, she liked that about Sonja, and she always kept business, business and personal, well personal. “Your choice, pick me up at my hotel after work?”

  “Give me a little time to change into something,” she looked down at her business suit. “A little more casual.”

  Alice agreed as she gathered her now empty briefcase, except for the ever present laptop. She hung the strap from her shoulder, her relief over having concluded her business was almost something palpable to her but you wouldn’t know it from her appearance as she looked casual, a common tourist. “Okay, I’ll see you later then,” she smiled and the banking executive returned the smile, anticipating a lovely evening.

  Alice spent the rest of the day enjoying the town, sight-seeing, seeing what had come and gone since her last visit. She enjoyed the little outdoor open markets, buying a few trinkets for herself and friends, even potential friends. She could afford it and while she bought some cheap things she knew enough of what not to buy and what to buy to get some really good deals. She avoided the calls of some of the sharper merchants who tried to take advantage of tourists. She sat in an outdoor grill as she sipped a rum concoction along with a hamburger that had nothing American about it, it consisted of mostly vegetables, perhaps a kind of omelet, very little beef but absolutely delicious. She people watched and actually felt a little as though she were being watched again, she used several of her usual tricks but didn’t catch anyone. Either they were very good, or she was becoming very paranoid. There was nothing on her that could be used against her, even the extra passport was disposable and could be rendered useless if she got it wet. It would immediately begin to dissolve. She couldn’t shake her sixth sense and as it was ALWAYS right she didn’t try to. She did not however change her plans or her actions. If someone was observing her, watching her, they were going to be disappointed.

  Back in her hotel room she took a long warm bath, taking extra care with her toilet. She checked that no superfluous hairs were on her lasered body, occasionally one popped u
p but they seemed to all be gone finally. While she was resting from the bath she thought about what she could do if someone was following her. She ‘hid’ her briefcase between the mattresses, remaking the bed better than a hotel maid would. Her laptop she ‘hid’ under the sink in the bathroom, using medical tape to adhere it to the counter underneath and out of sight. She took these two precautions knowing that they would not fool most people, but would tell her if her suspicions were confirmed.

  Sonja was prompt as the doorbell rang at seven pm. Alice answered it as she put on the last earring. “Hello,” she smiled her greeting and Sonja took advantage of her hands being preoccupied on the earring to lean in and kiss her.

  “Hello,” she whispered in a sultry voice. She pulled back to lightly brush the lipstick from Alice’s face.

  Alice laughed at her as she finished getting the earring screwed into its back. This set of diamonds were a little expensive not to have them secured a little more firmly to her ears and she had them drilled with a screw on back especially for occasions that she would be wearing them. “So, where are we going?” she asked noting the form fitting sun dress the other woman was wearing and admiring the sight. Her long slender legs were dreamy.

  “I thought we’d try out a new place at the other end of town,” Sonja told her as she eyed Alice just as closely. A black crossover dress, with a deep V that showed off her excellent cleavage had Sonja salivating in anticipation of the evening. She would have liked to forgo dinner but knew that Alice liked a little bit of class, a little bit of that anticipation, like a nice meal, a bit of chat, and a lead up to the seduction. They both knew they would end up back in bed together, that was a foregone conclusion but the foreplay was equally important to build the expectation, their eagerness over finding each other again.

  The new place that Sonja took her to was similar to a few other places, the same Jamaican influenced music, the tourists, dressed as though on a Hawaiian island, the only difference was the food. A smorgasbord of fruits and vegetables, exotic meats, and a barbeque where the fat sizzled and dripped onto the coals made for a different ambience. Both Sonja and Alice were overdressed for the occasion but as they were there for each other and not the numerous single businessmen who constantly hit on them they didn’t mind. They even played along occasionally as they amused themselves. Neither was serious about any of the outrageous invitations they got, alone and together. Quite the little den of iniquity they were in.

  “Did you know what this place was before you selected it?” Alice asked amused as two of their more persistent suitors left with their tails tucked firmly between their legs after their set-down.

  Sonja laughed aloud as she shook her head. “I’d heard it was a great place to eat,” she answered as she helped herself to more watermelon and grapes.

  “Yes, but eat what?” Alice asked as she helped herself to some shrimp and scallops that had just come off the grill.

  They found two new fruity drinks at their table but they didn’t touch them even when the server hastily explained they were from two admirers. Neither of them were stupid, the drinks had been unattended and who knew what was in them. Instead they ordered a Rum concoction that Sonja enjoyed and ate their meal as their disappointed admirers got their drinks returned. There was dancing after dinner and the exotic beats let women dance with women. Although men joined in periodically, Sonja and Alice obviously had eyes for only each other. After a few hours of fine food, good drinks, and great conversation Sonja suggested they head back to her place. Alice agreed, she knew she could trust Sonja, but she had known her on a couple of her trips to the islands. After the second time they had been together she had checked out Sonja, snooping into her personal credit, files, and professional items as well. She had nothing to worry about the woman, she was what she seemed, an official with the Swiss bank, who lived in the Cayman Islands. She enjoyed women and on rare occasions men. She had offers to get married but preferred her own company and occasionally people such as Alice who while this American intrigued her more than most she realized she was equally unattainable. She enjoyed her when she infrequently showed up.

  Sonja’s condo was a newer one. Built to withstand gale force winds it had automatic shutters to protect the many windows from hurricanes when they blew through from April to September in this tropical climate. Sometimes they even lasted into October or even November. Most of the year this was a paradise to live in and Sonja thanked God that she lived here, had a prestigious job, dealt with people from all over the world and all walks of life, and was able to live well above the poverty level she had been born into. They walked up the pristine white steps to her stuccoed condo door; made of mahogany it was impressive and solid. Unlocking the door they were barely inside when Alice pushed her against the wall and reaching up her taller frame whispered, “Miss me?” before taking her lips with her own and masterfully silencing her.

  Sonja didn’t mind, this little bundle of blonde was one of the best and most inventive lovers she had ever experienced and the only one who could have convinced her to leave her little world willingly. Unfortunately she had never asked and Sonja wouldn’t presume to ask. She accepted their occasional bouts of incredibly good sex when they happened which was rare, the last time over a year ago. Since Alice hadn’t expected to see her at the bank, had expected her to still be in Switzerland, learning Swiss banking practices at the source, she knew she was genuine in her affections towards her and relished the surprise for them both.

  Sonja managed to steer them towards one of the two bedrooms her condo boasted as they began pulling their clothes from each other’s bodies. A trail led from the front hall to the bedroom as they kissed, licked, and fondled each other’s exposed skin. When Sonja had nothing on and Alice only her garters and stockings, Sonja stood back for a moment to admire this girly attire, Alice was one of the few women she had ever come across that wore such frilly knickers, they suited her, making her short legs look long and lean and eminently edible. Sonja sank down before her lover at the edge of her bed to remove first one garter and then the other, rolling the stockings down her legs, kissing the uncovered skin. She looked up at the busty blonde, enjoying the sight of her now naked body as she knelt before her. She caressed up her shorter legs, now devoid of the stockings and garters and began kissing the soft skin along her knees on the inner sides of her legs. Alice wrapped her fingers in the taller woman’s hair, encouraging her as she laved attention up her legs.

  Slowly Sonja pushed Alice to sit on the bed. Her legs automatically parted to accommodate her but it was her bust that intrigued Sonja right now, she had admired the large mammaries all evening long, eagerly anticipating getting her hands on them, and delicately handled them with her palms and fingertips earning a moan of contentment from the blonde whose own hands reached out to caress and pet her partner, letting her enjoy her body as much as she wanted. When Sonja finally got off her knees to kiss her way north, avoiding the V of Alice’s legs for the moment she kissed across her belly and delighted in taking the small saucers that passed for the areola of her breasts into her mouth before flicking the erect nipple with her tongue. She fit it all inside but her intent was on the sensitive nipples of her blonde partner. Her one hand was massaging and gently pinching the other large breast as her mouth teased and played with the first one. Her other hand gently caressed down her curvy hip and Alice arched into her, enjoying the ministrations to her body, she enjoyed someone like Sonja who knew her way around a woman.

  When Sonja came up for air and transferred her attentions to the second breast and her hand back to the very wet first one Alice arched into her mouth, encouraging her attentions, letting her know without saying a word that she was enjoying what she was doing to her body. So many potential lovers only saw the large breasts on her petite frame and while she enjoyed them being played with she enjoyed a lot more about lovemaking. Sonja had learned this about Alice early on and she came up for air again and captured the waiting blonde’s lips with her own,
her body covering the smaller blonde, warming it with the heat from it. Alice rolled with her, gently trapping the taller woman beneath her as she switched things up for them both. Taking turns was fun foreplay but she wanted to touch the tall, attractive, woman the same way if not more.

  Alice’s hands caressed up and down the taller and leaner woman as she wrapped her legs around the woman, playing with her legs up and down with her own, grinding suggestively against her as her fingers and nails played havoc gently on her back, her buttocks, and her hips and thighs as her lips and tongue fenced with Sonja’s.

  “Damn, you’re a good kisser,” Sonja breathed as she kissed along Alice’s jaw, breaking the lip lock that was consuming her ability to think.

  Alice smiled as she looked down on her lover and her hand came up to cup the woman’s much smaller but very nicely rounded breast and squeeze it into the palm of her hand. She recaptured the other woman’s lips, nibbling lightly as she sucked the lower and then the upper lip into her mouth, tonguing them, exciting her partner as they swelled under her ministrations. She kissed and tongued along Sonja’s jaw towards her neck, sucking lightly to cause her senses little tingles that had her arching into Alice’s body which was held firmly against her.