by M. L. Smith
“Christ, we went at it all night. I was gutted when he had to go home in the morning. He said it would just have to be a one off but he had had a great time and he wouldn’t forget me!” she sighed in a sad way.
I could keep quiet no longer so I flung the toilet door open and stalked out. The pair of them looked like they were catching flies.
“Hi, ladies. I was enjoying listening to your chat. It was certainly interesting!” I told them, smiling sweetly.
“Err, we are sorry. We didn’t mean anything by it,” the prettier one of the two witches said.
She had long dark hair and was fuller figured than his usual type. In fact, she was annoyingly very attractive.
“Are you Karen?”
“Yes.”
“He told me all about you!” I lied to her, giving her an up and down look.
I quickly turned heel out of the toilets. I stormed back to Zack’s office. He obviously had had more liaisons than he led me to believe. I was not that bothered as we all had a past. I just wish he had been more truthful.
Flinging his door open, he watched me open-mouthed as I stomped into his office.
“What’s wrong with you, sweet cheeks?” he asked with a bemused look on his face.
“I just met yet another of your conquests in the ladies. Karen. Does the name ring any horny bells, Zack?” I practically shouted at him.
“Oh Karen, yes.” He smiled at the memory.
She must have been good.
The bitch!
“How many more are floating around here Zack?”
“Okay, there may be a few more than I let on. I’m sorry Jennifer but a man with my libido has needs, you know. Months of Phoebe ignoring me where I had to, um, see to myself got to me. It was just sex, nothing more.”
“Did you have an affair during your marriage? You may as well tell me, Zack. I don’t like you keeping things from me,” I told him, thinking that I was the liar in our relationship.
He couldn’t look me in the eye.
“Okay, I did. I don’t know why I said otherwise.”
“Who was it with and for how long?”
“It was with my solicitor, Olivia, and it lasted three years.”
“Three years! Jesus, that’s a long affair. Were you with her when we met in the bar, Zack?”
“No, I hadn’t been unfaithful then. I just thought about it a shit load. I didn’t want just a one night fling with you. I wanted a lot more.”
“I am glad that you told me, Zack.”
“What about you. Are you all squeaky clean?”
“Not exactly, I had an affair with a married man in my last, err, job. It broke up his marriage and I felt pretty bad about that. It was with James that we met in the restaurant. You obviously know about John but other than that I just had flings but I am not a hussy!”
“I know you’re not. Did you love James?”
“No, I didn’t. It was always just a bit of fun to me. I went out of my way to get him knowing full well that he was married. I am not proud of myself. Did you love Olivia?”
“Yes. But not like I love you. I thought about leaving Phoebe for her but I couldn’t as she is the main shareholder in Cole Enterprises.”
“What happened then?” I asked him as my heart pounded.
I still couldn’t figure out why he would lie about his mistress.
He still played some of his cards close to his chest.
“Olivia made me an ultimatum to either leave Phoebe or we were over. I obviously didn’t leave her. I couldn’t do it to Scarlett and Jasper no matter how much I loved someone else.”
Well, he did always put his children first.
“How long has it been over with her?”
“Well over a year.”
“I’m sorry to pry Zack but you could have told me all this. I am a grown woman, you know.”
“I know, I’m sorry, Jennifer. I felt ashamed.”
“Please don’t ever feel the need to keep things from me. I won’t judge you, Zack.”
He took me into his arms and tipped my head back to kiss me. His tongue snaked into my mouth and twisted with mine as he gripped the back of my head tightly. He took little licks and nibbles of my lips. I folded into his body as I started to feel horny. We briefly pulled apart then I tugged his tie and kissed him again biting his lip playfully. I messed up his hair as I breathed in his sexy scent. He nibbled down my neck and I had to pull away before we ripped our clothes off.
“Wow, that was nice, Zack.”
“I love you baby,” he whispered then he ran his soft hand along my cheek.
“I love you too and you are making me horny as per usual, Zack!”
“Me too, JB,” he grinned, pushing my hand into his erection.
“Looks like you need a little relief there, Captain America! Sit down please,” I bossily instructed him as I quickly closed the blinds.
“You are being the Dom this time, Miss Black!”
“I am, so sit down for your mistress!”
His gorgeous eyes flashed with desire as he sat back in his chair. I knelt before him as he spread his legs so I could scoot up between them. I unbuttoned his trousers and released his bulging erection. He smiled lazily at me as I started to move my hand up and down him.
“Do you want to be in my mouth, Zack?” I teased him, turning up the sex goddess to full throttle.
“Oh yes baby, it’s my second favourite place to be in you,” he murmured, stroking my hair.
I kissed down him and dipped him slowly in and out of my mouth.
God, I really loved pleasuring him!
“Jesus, Jennifer,” he moaned as his eyes half closed.
He started to thrust quickly into my mouth as his orgasm started to build. I took my time as he enjoyed the sensation of being in my greedy mouth. He felt so good, so sexy. Suddenly Joan knocked on the door and walked straight in.
Shit! I forgot to lock the door!
Zack pushed me under the desk out of sight as he wheeled his chair forward. I continued with my task, licking, sucking and nibbling him in all his glory. His hand held my head in a vice like grip as I taunted and teased him knowing Joan was in the room.
My tongue flicked over and over the end tantalising him and slowly pushing him to near orgasm before pulling back and starting all over again.
“Err, yes, Joan?” he gasped as his feet pushed into the floor.
“I brought those documents for you to check. I need to email them to Steven in the finance department.”
“Okay, I will look them over,” he just managed to reply as my tongue slowly circled his slit.
He groaned loudly as he pushed further into me. His fist banged onto the desk.
“I thought Jennifer was in here with you, Mr Cole.”
“No! She just nipped out for a minute.”
“Oh, I didn’t see her pass me. Never mind. Are you okay, Mr Cole? You are really flushed.”
“Yes, it’s just warm today, Joan. Is that all?” he coughed as my tongue teased him relentlessly.
“Yes, thank you, Mr Cole.”
She shut the door and Zack exhaled noisily. He slipped and slid in and out of my mouth as he roughly pulled me closer to him. Gliding quickly in and out, his hands tugged my hair tightly.
He was really enjoying this!
“You bad, bad girl, Jennifer!” he whispered.
He pushed greedily into my mouth with complete abandon. I loved it so much. He must have been so very close.
Give me just a little bit more, my darling.
“Jennifer!” he shouted as he finally reached his climax.
I guess Joan popping in put him off his stride! He threw his head back and closed his beautiful eyes as he climaxed.
I gently released him from my grip.
“Any wipes and mints in your desk drawer, Zack?”
He fished around and passed me the wipes and mints. I cleaned him up and zipped his trousers back up. Clambering out, we couldn’t stop laughing at what
we just did.
“You are such a naughty girl, Jennifer. What ever will I do with you?”
“Stay with me and love me, Zack.”
“That’s easy, baby.”
“Well, I am going for a nose around. I will keep you posted, boss!” I told him kissing his cheek and running my fingers through his thick blond hair.
“Here are the keys for the BMW you wanted.”
“Thanks, Mr Cole.”
“Bye, Sherlock. See you later and by the way, outstanding blow job, Miss Black, ten out of fucking ten!”
Chapter Forty Three
I took the stairs down to the underground car park and quickly located the BMW. It made me shudder just looking at it as the last time I saw the car, it was speeding towards me.
Deactivating the alarm, I slipped into the front seat. Taking out a finger printing kit, I dusted the area for prints and picked up some fibres from the seats. I opened the glove box and found a note with my car registration on. Carefully picking it up, I placed it in an evidence bag.
Hopefully something would turn up.
I checked over the rest of the car but I couldn’t find anything else of interest. Locking the car up, I walked towards the exit door that led to the stairwell. A shiver ran down my spine as I felt like someone was watching me. As I went through the door, I could feel someone pressing up against me. My assailant twisted both of my arms behind my neck and slammed me hard into the wall. My cheek ached.
“Snooping around yet again, are you, Jennifer?” a voice whispered in my right ear.
My heart was thudding loudly in my chest as raw fear prickled over my body in waves.
“Get off me,” I shouted with all my energy.
I tried my best to get away but he was just too strong for me.
“You are doing yourself no favours getting mixed up in things that don’t concern you, bitch. Just back off if you know what’s good for you!” the deep voice threatened.
If only I could have pushed him off, I would have seen who it was but I was trapped, pinned firmly against the wall.
“You won’t get away with this, you creep!” I shouted.
I could feel his erection pressing into my back. I felt really sick and paralysed with fear.
He pushed what felt like the muzzle of a gun into my back.
“Yes, I will. Can you feel how hard you make me, Jennifer?” he whispered as he transferred both of my wrists into one of his large hands. His hand travelled around my body as hot tears streamed down my face.
“Please just stop, will you? I’m begging you,” I sobbed.
I heard his zip opening and I was terrified he was going to rape me. My body went limp as I gave up fighting him.
Was anyone going to come and help me?
Please someone!
Anyone!
“Oh Jennifer, you are so sexy!” he shouted, pushing his body against mine.
Suddenly I felt my back getting warm as he ejaculated onto my thin dress.
He wiped himself off on it as I cried a river of tears. I heard his zip pulling up.
Thank god he didn’t rape me even though that was degrading beyond belief.
“Don’t you fucking dare turn around, do you hear me, bitch?” he shouted.
I managed to nod as the pressure was released from my wrists.
The double doors to the car park swung shut as he ran out through them. I was too frightened and shaken up to chase after him.
I slumped down to the floor crying but I managed to gather my bag up and find my phone. I dialled Zack but I couldn’t speak when he answered.
“Jennifer, what’s wrong? Where are you? Answer me please!”
“I’m at the bottom of the stairs leading into the underground car park. Please come quickly, Zack. I need you.”
I hung up the phone and sat in a heap on the floor.
Within minutes, I heard Zack thundering down the stairs.
He ran over to me and sat down next to me.
“What the hell happened?”
“I was coming back through the doors and someone grabbed me from behind. He… he touched my breast and he ejaculated all over my back. I was so scared,” I cried as huge sobs racked my tired body.
“Jesus!”
He pulled me into him.
“I want to go home. Can you get me any clean clothes?”
He took his phone out of his trouser pocket and hit a speed dial number.
“Joan, it’s Zack, could you do me a favour and run out and get Jennifer a dress from that boutique on the corner? Yes, Sophia’s, that’s the one. A size twelve please. She has spilt a full cup of coffee down herself! Thanks, Joan.”
“Thanks, Zack.”
How sweet that he knew my dress size. He pulled me up to my feet.
“Here put this round you, sweetheart.”
Zack handed me his jacket.
“Zack, there aren’t any CCTV cameras here. We won’t be able to find out who it was.”
“Shit! You are right.”
He helped me up the stairs. I waited in the toilet for him to bring me clean clothes. The reflection that stared at me in the mirror was not a pretty one.
My face was all blotchy from crying and my eyes looked like slits. Mascara and lipstick were all over my face and I filled the sink to wash my face.
“Jennifer, it’s me,” Zack told me, knocking quietly at the door.
He came in and I gave him his jacket back. I went into one of the toilet cubicles and quickly changed into my new dress.
“Thanks, Zack.”
I tried to smile at him.
“You will be okay but whoever did this to you will not be okay!” he said tightly as his fists clenched at his sides.
“Don’t do anything hasty!” I warned him.
“I won’t, but I will find out who it was! Are you going to go to the police?”
“I am. I will keep this dress in case they can get any DNA evidence from it.”
“Do you want me to drive you there later?”
“No! I will go tomorrow. I can’t face it today,” I told him as I was terrified someone would blow my cover.
“Let’s head home.”
He pulled me into a welcome embrace. I started to cry again.
We drove home in silence. Zack didn’t know what to say to me and I really didn’t feel like talking.
Chapter Forty Four
“We will get a takeaway tonight. Your choice, Jennifer.”
“I’m going to grab a shower, Zack. I won’t be long,” I told him as I wearily climbed the stairs.
I could still smell my attacker on me. He was wearing a distinctive strong aftershave that I was sure I would recognise again.
Stepping into the shower, I shut the door and tried to force the images out of my head.
First Alan tried to force himself on me and now Billy’s suspected killer did this after attacking me on the ferry and trying to run me off the road.
I was at the point of resigning from this case and maybe from the Police Force altogether. I just couldn’t keep putting myself through this.
I wasn’t strong enough.
The hot steamy water washed away the dirty feeling from my body as I scrubbed myself over and over again.
Feeling a lot better, I put my dressing gown on and I headed back into my bedroom. Zack had left a steaming cup of tea on the bedside cabinet and I lay on the bed sipping it. Tea always seemed to work in a crisis. Mum always said that.
I should be at home helping her. Tears started to cascade down my cheeks again.
After I had finished my tea, I quickly dressed and tied my hair up. I didn’t bother putting on any make up.
I started to go down the wide staircase and I could hear Zack shouting at someone on the phone.
He sounded really mad.
“No! I am not fucking kidding, Derek. A man assaulted my girlfriend and I am determined to find out who it was. I won’t rest until I know who it is that hurt her! Yes! Do whatever you feel is nece
ssary, Derek. There are no rules to be broken. Understood? Goodbye.”
I stood outside the study door and took a deep breath.
“Can I come in, Zack?”
“Course you can. How are you feeling?”
“Much better thanks, Zack, thanks to you.”
“Come here, baby.”
I went over to him and climbed onto his lap. His strong arms felt so warm and reassuring around me.
“Jennifer, do you have any idea who it was?”
“He was tall, strong and muscular, maybe not as tall as you but definitely over 6ft.”
“Do you remember anything else?” he asked gently.
“Yes, he was wearing a really strong aftershave and he was well spoken, well educated,” I told him as I watched his face.
There was a flicker of something in his eyes as I described my attacker.
“I have Derek, my best man in these types of things, on the case. He gets results. He has a certain way about him.”
I had seen Derek and I knew what he meant. You wouldn’t want to cross him and he was not the man that attacked me. Derek was as tall as he was wide and I knew that he was from the Manchester area.
Snuggling into Zack, I had the distinct feeling that he had a suspicion about who my attacker was.
I was sure he would sort it out in his own way.
I closed my eyes and the next thing I knew Zack was climbing the stairs carrying me effortlessly. He placed me gently onto my bed pulling the covers back, his hands quickly undressing me. I felt him kiss the top of my head before he quietly shut the door.
I fell into exhausted sleep but I awoke suddenly when I felt Zack next to me fidgeting around. He was shouting again. I decided to get out of the bed in case he grabbed me again as he had really hurt my wrist last time.
“No! Phoebe, no! Stay away from…” he mumbled.
What was he saying?
“Alex! Get off her!” he shouted.
His hair was plastered to his forehead. He looked terrified.
“No, no, no! Jasper, no!” he screamed into the quiet room.
“Zack,” I shouted quite loudly, keeping my distance from his flailing body.
The covers were all over the bed as he thrashed about.
