by Mikey Lee
“Okay, see you soon.” Zee said, right before Seth hung up.
God damn, Seth loved that girl, she was his everything. Just the simple sound of her voice could make even the worst of days seem like Disney World. Seth did everything in his power to keep his girl safe, it seemed like with every scumbag he put away, that was just one less predator out there hunting his Zee baby. It wasn’t just her body—damn did she have nice a body—it was everything. The way her brain worked, her intelligence level, her sexual appetite. His friends used to tease him and say things like he was infatuated with Zee. Seth chuckled. Infatuated? That didn’t even come close to describe how he felt about Zee. She was so inspiring, supportive, and understanding; He had no clue how a bum like him ended up with a girl like her. There was no real definition of the word love. Love wasn’t something you could look up on the computer or in a dictionary. The real definition…that was something that you felt when you look into her eyes. When Seth saw the way she looked at him through the mirror, the way his heart melted when she crinkled her nose and smiled in his direction. That…that was love, and that was Zee.
Chapter Eight
“Honey, I’m here.” Seth announced as he walked in the front door.
There was no answer from Zee as Seth made his left face military style turn and walked into his office. He looked down at his desk, searching for his case file.
“Zee, have you seen my case file?” He yelled.
A faint soft voice came from the somewhere in the house, “I’m down in the basement.”
“What are you doing down there?” Seth turned his head to the sound.
“Come down and find out… baby.” Zee said seductively.
What’s this girl up too now? Seth made his way downstairs, eyes still trying to adjust from the sunlight. Entering the dimly lit basement, Seth attempted to focus his eyes on the silhouette of Zee standing up against three stacks of moving boxes.
“I have your file right here…” She admitted in a soft, sexy, temptress voice.
Using old garment, and medium size moving boxes Zee had recreated the laundry room. She stood leaning against one of the stacks of boxes dressed in sexy black heels she bought for a Halloween costume, black thigh high leggings, a delicious pink thong that Seth would love to use to floss his teeth with and a black tank top with thin straps. Let’s not forget the about the super cute pigtails she had put her hair in with pink hair bands.
Her back arched, showing off her enchanting ass. Seth’s pupils focused perfectly as he scanned her body up and down like a terminator identifying his prey. He stood there almost mesmerized in such beauty.
“Baby…come take me…” Zee exhaled.
“FUCK yes,” Seth started to walk toward her, ripping his suit jacket off and coming with it the stress of his day, “It would be my fucking pleasure.” He declared.
Coming within arms distance, Seth reached out with his right hand, wrapping his masculine hand around Zee’s neck leaving his left hand to grip her waist. He pulled her into his own body, thumping her back against his chest. He tilted his head down and started kissing her shoulder, slowly moving up toward her neck one lip width at a time. Zee, still with one hand on the stack of boxes, reached back with her other. She fumbled a little but then unzipped his pants, and caressed his cock with her palm on the way down. She could feel Seth’s dick starting to get as hard as a sledge hammer ready to beat her pussy into submission.
With Seth’s cock now in Zee’s hand, and Seth’s lips have made their way to her earlobes, Seth whispered, “God…I love you, baby.”
Before Zee could respond, Seth spun her around, his hands massaging his way down her rip cage. Reaching between her legs he tossed a leg up on the boxes, a heel nearly piercing through the cardboard. He knelt down. Seth was dying to repay the suck fest blowjob from yesterday. His mouth was wide open, waiting to feast. He stuck his tongue out and licked from her asshole all the way up to her clit. Zee could feel electricity run straight through her. Seth nuzzled his nose in Zee’s perfectly shaven happy patch of trimmed hair, while the tip of his tongue went to work on her clit. He could feel how excited she was getting while he flicked his tongue. He circled her clit, then flattened his tongue and sucked her pussy into his mouth.
Zee’s pussy dripped sex juices on Seth’s chin, and he couldn’t get enough of that taste. Seth and his over-active metabolism could eat this pussy for days, and come back for seconds. When her leg started to cramp, she dropped it down from the box and wrapped it around Seth’s head, squeezing his head deeper and deeper into her pussy. That was a sign to add a finger—or three. And he always followed through. Zee started to convulse, her body twitched from hips to neck, and her toes curled, pointing at the ceiling.
“I…I need your cock NOW!” She was barely able to blurt out.
Seth stood up, grabbed Zee by the back of the neck and turned her back around. He bent her over a stack of boxes, his biceps were as hard as his cock. He grabbed ahold of his thick base and began to thrust, sliding and rubbing his cock up and down her clit. The mushroom tip jolted Zee, every veiny ripple of his shaft stimulated her clit and pussy even more. She was one stroke away from coming when his dick thrust inside of her. Her warm soaking wet pussy was so inviting. Seth moved his cock in a circular motion, thrusting in and out, covering his pulsating dick with Zee’s juices.
“Fuck me, fuck me harder!” She was practically begging.
Seth released his grip from the back of Zee’s neck and firmly took hold of her hips, grabbing them hard enough to prove that he owned this ass that he was staring down at. Seth attempted to accommodate Zee’s request and he moved into long straight thrusts. The basement walls absorbed the moans from the both of them, and Zee thrust back onto Seth’s throbbing cock. Still having his pants around his ankles he bent his knees to get better leverage and initiated deeper pumps in and out of her. Between his drilling into Zee, and Zee bouncing back into him, Seth started to lose his balance. Moving his left hand from her hip onto the boxes, he caught himself. Seth could now fully slide his cock faster and harder into Zee’s pussy. Her clit was swollen and Seth’s cock throbbed. She had never done anything like this before.
“Awww… faster baby… Faster.” Zee cried.
“FUCK YES.” Seth roared.
Seth fucked her. Wanting to get deeper, Seth grabbed the back of the box, giving him the leverage he needed. He felt her pussy clench down and squeeze around his dick as she came, gloriously with her mouth making the smallest ‘O’ and her breath leaving her lips in small pants. Her ass and lower back started to twitch and convulse.
“I’m coming!” Zee announced, telling him exactly what he already knew.
Seth wasn’t far behind her. The pulsating sensation of Zee’s pussy on his dick made it an easy location for Seth to come. He released, matching her twitch for twitch, pulse for pulse, almost like their heartbeats were one. He held his breath as the last almost-painful enjoyment squirted out.
“My god, baby…what was that all about?” He gasped a bit, still catching his breath.
“I thought it would be kinda fun.” Zee said, a little weak in the knees. She stood up and disconnected them, her thighs wet.
“You are something else, baby.” Seth started to get dressed and pulled his pants up.
Zee chuckled and squished her nose, “I knew you would like it… you hungry?”
“I am now.” He couldn’t help but smile. Seth watched and shook his head as she walked upstairs ahead of him, allowing him a panoramic view of her delicious body with each step.
Chapter Nine
Case file in hand, Seth opened to his notes. Reviewing through the names of the people Jen had listed off, he glanced down at the clock in the car. Hmm…this should be perfect timing to catch the Marine from Jen’s class.
Rushing to the school, Seth got there before the class ended. As he stood out in the hallway peeking in the classroom from across the hall, it was easy to see which one was Shawn. Simple enough, looking
for a Marine in a college classroom was like looking for a pro basketball player in China. All he needed to do was look for the high-and-tight haircut. With time to spare, Seth glanced at his notes again. Lets see, the description: typical white guy, five-nine to six feet tall, no scars or scratches on his hands or forearms… wonderful, Jen, you just described every white guy at your school…thanks a lot. The sound of rustling book bags and chairs moving came from the room. Seth pulled his badge off his belt and held it down by his side. Students began leaving the classroom, but Seth knew that Shawn would be the last one out the door. Fucking typical Marine…first in, last out…some fucking habits never change. Shawn walked out of the classroom and looked right at Seth, his eyes going straight to the eagle, globe and anchor on Seth’s belt buckle.
“Hey, Simper Fi.” Shawn nodded at Seth, as he started to walk past.
“Shawn?” Seth said.
Stopping, Shawn looked back, “Do I know you?”
Seth flashed his badge, “Hi, my name is Detective Lane, I’m in the middle of an investigation, and I think you can help me.” Seth said with a smile.
Oh, that smile worked every time. That smile could stop a heard of chicks in their tracks and drop some panties, or for a guy, it screamed I’m your instant friend…let’s grab a beer. For the police work, that smile really helped to get people to open up and talk freely.
“Sure, sure, what can I do for you, sir?” Shawn said a bit confused.
Noticing the professor left the classroom, Seth motioned for them to step inside, “Do you have time to chat with me?” Seth gestured back to the classroom. “This isn’t going to take very long at all.”
“Yeah, no, I have time…I was just going to hang out in the library anyway.”
Seth sat down at one of the desks and motioned for Shawn to do the same, “Well, I’m not going to take up too much time, I’ll get to the point. I’m investigating a rape that took place with one of your classmates, Jen. I’m sorry, a Ms. Jennifer Jewels…”
“Oh wow! And my name came up?” Shawn placed his down on the desk and leaned in.
Seth looked down, eyeing up his arm and hands. “Well…” He smiled and chuckled, “Not like you think… from one fellow Marine to another, I was wondering if you may have seen and/or knew something that Jen hasn’t noticed.” Seth mentally crossed Shawn off the list. Based off the description Jen gave him, there was no way Shawn was the guy. His hands and arms were all kinds of torn up.
“To be honest sir, I kinda keep to myself in this place, I don’t really have anything in common with all these younger kids. Plus, I live about 2 hours away from here, and my classes are spread out so long. In between classes I just go to the library and study.” Shawn explained. “My wife’s at home with our newborn, and when I’m not studying or in class I’m taking care of them most days.”
“Yeah, now that’s something I did hear about you. You’re getting some awesome grades I hear.” Seth said.
“I’m doing the best I can, yeah.” Shawn cracked a smile.
Seth looked down at Shawn’s arm again, “Man, what happened to your arm and hand?”
“Oh that, yeah, while I was deployed in Iraq…I had a run-away gun in the ring mount.” Shawn shrugged.
“Damn, brotha… say no more.” Seth nodded at him, “Well, listen… I don’t want to waste your time. What I’m looking for is someone, some guy who may have taken some extra interest in Ms. Jewels, kinda out of the norm… you know what I mean?
“Here’s my card. I was hoping I could get a fellow Marine’s help.” Seth said.
“I gottcha devil dog.” Shawn replied. “I’ll keep watch on this end.”
Back in the car, Seth scrolled through the case file. Again. What else? I’ve got the two guys from the gym and pool. Seth breathed a huge sigh. He was already on campus, he might as well see what they were all about. Always aware of his surroundings, Seth parked right in front of the campus map sign and looked for the gym. Nice, it’s actually right behind this building. God I love convenience. Let’s go check out what these dingle berries have to say.
Walking into the gym, the smell of chlorine hit Seth’s nose.
“Good afternoon, sir. Is there anything I can help you with?” A muscular kid standing behind the front desk spoke up.
“Hey, good afternoon to you. I’m Detective Lane,” Seth flashed his badge, “Yes, as a matter a fact, there is something you can help me with.”
Seth eyed up the kid. He definitely fit the build of the suspect. Nice fit kid, clean cut, had his polo tucked into his track pants. Hmmm… ok.
“Yes sir. Anything you need, whatcha looking for?” The kid stood up straight.
“Well, first of all, let me ask you, are you the only one that works here?” Seth pulled up his case file from his side.
“No sir, just me and my boyfriend. He’s in the back grabbing towels from the dryer for the pool area.” The kid said with a bit of pride, while pointing to the back room.
Your boyfriend? Fuck me…Seriously?! This kid is gay…Goddamnit. Not to say that he still couldn’t be the suspect, but it was less likely.
“So, other than the two of you, there’s no one else that works here?” Seth said.
“No, sir. We’re on the work-study program…the gym is basically open to use, at your own risk. We’re just here to clean up the equipment and the floors and stuff.” The kid sat down on the stool behind the desk counter. “What’s going on, if I may ask?”
“One of the students that goes here to this school was attacked, and I’m investigating the incident.” Seth said quietly. “Do you know her? Her name is Jen Jewels.”
“Hmmm… Oh yeah, I know of her, don’t really know, know her. She comes in here from time to time and swims a couple of laps then leaves…Is she ok?”
“She had mentioned that you and your…boyfriend talk about her behind her back when she comes in here. What do you two say?” Seth leaned against the desk counter.
“Oh, not much…my boyfriend is just a bit jealous of her body.” The kid flicked his wrist. “He called her a bitch for having an ass like she does. I told him that his ass is just fine the way it is.”
“That’s it?” Seth glared at him.
“Yeah… I mean, yes sir.” The kid said.
He drilled down on some more questions but didn’t get anywhere with the two of them. Seth was at a loss. This is going fucking nowhere. The Marine from class is definitely out. His hands and arms were tore the fuck up. Jen would have noticed something like that for sure. And the boyfriends were out of the question. Mr. towel boy is too damn small…Jen could easily have kicked the shit out him. And desk fairy here, he’s not getting hard for anything that doesn’t have a pair of balls attached to them…
“Thank you for your time guys.” Seth said and turned around and walked out.
While walking back to the car his phone rang. He pulled it out of his inside jacket pocket.
“Lane,” Seth answered.
“Sir, its Ashley, I’ve got the results of the rape kit from the hospital.” She was pretty excited to inform Seth of this news.
“Out-fuckin-standing, about time something is going our way. Take those results and make a copy of them. Take the copy to the lab boys and have them run a check with the FBI database for the suspect. And leave the original on my desk for me Ashley…great work.” Seth hung up with a bit more motivation.
Seth looked up and in the distance, roughly a block away, he could see Jen’s apartment building. He was still baffled about the damn fingerprints. I’m fucking missing something. What the fuck? No fingerprints, no fucking leads from these guys. Seth jumped in the car and started heading back over to the apartment. I am going to fucking find this guy.
He stepped out of the car and stormed to the apartment building. Standing now in front of the building, Seth’s brain was racing. There’s never nothing. He could hear the Captain’s voice in his head. There’s always something left behind at the crime scene. You just have to find
it.
Where are you? You fucker.
Chapter Ten
I’m making this entirely way too difficult, this is stupid… I’m thinking way to hard about this. Seth stared at the dryers, and gave himself a mental pep talk to just calm himself down and think. He closed his eyes, trying to imagine Jen, trying to imagine the attack as it took place.
Instead of Jen, the image of Zee popped into his head. Zee in that outfit while in the basement. The way she bent over those boxes. The way he took her hard and fast. He suddenly realized that those boxes were set up just like these dryers. He was initially just getting aroused by the thought of Zee bent over, wearing that thong, but now every time his dick twitched it rubbed up against his boxers and made him hard. Seth reached down and adjusted his cock in his pants. He took a deep breath, attempting to relax the massive chub from growing in his boxers, and yet all he could smell was Zee’s pussy.
Seth put his hand in his pocket and through the fabric grabbed ahold of his cock. Down boy, down boy… He thought. Feeling the temperature rising, he licked his lips. Expecting to taste the grungy old laundry room, instead all he could taste was the sweet pussy juices from Zee. Not able to make out the difference of the feeling of his own tongue on his lips and the softness of Zee pussy lips against his own, his cock went from twitching to out right throbbing. He briefly acknowledged that this may be inappropriate. This might not be right, this was—after all—the scene of a pretty brutal attack. But he wasn’t fantasizing about hurting anyone. It was Zee.
He remembered Zee’s ass, the way she arched her back and stuck that ass up higher. The little dimples on her lower back smiled at him, with such inviting winks. As Seth grabbed ahold of her waist, he swiped his thumb across those dimples. My god, there’s nothing sexier. Seth’s knees buckled a bit, the sensation of Zee’s pussy wrapping around, hugging his cock trickled up his spine. As if his knees weren’t weak enough, Zee started to thrust back onto him, making him lose his balance. A sexy, smirking grin raced across his face. I couldn’t grab that box fast enough to keep my balance and thrust harder and faster into Zee. Fuck.
