by Kylie Parker
“Mr. Shaw, could you please describe to me how you captured him?” Josephine inquired.
“There’s not much to describe, doc.” He shrugged his shoulders. “We saw him, shot him. You know the rest. He had been outside the fence.”
His last statement drew Laura’s attention.
“Outside?” Her voice rose several octaves as she dropped her arms. “How is that even possible?”
“Doc?” There was a hint of sarcasm in Tim’s voice. “I know chimps are smart, but you saw those boxes. Can a chimp be that smart? He had something in his mouth. Do they eat meat? Also, I saw the damn thing jump over the fence. That’s more than twenty feet high.”
“The chimpanzee is one of the most athletic animals in the world.” Josephine informed. “They can tear limbs off other animals. Contrary to popular belief, they do like meat. Chimps prey on gazelle, impala and monkeys. They are highly cerebral, which is why I chose them for my research. I don’t know what it is that he had caught; my best guess is a vole. It’s a type of rodent, a little bigger than a mouse.”
“Tear limbs off other animals? Does that include humans?” Laura interjected a question.
“Theoretically, yes. Such an attack has never been documented, though.” Josephine’s reply turned Laura’s face expressionless. She was stunned. “Look, there is no need to worry, ok? Chimpanzees don’t see us as prey.”
“It’s still an animal, doc.” Tim voiced his opinion. “Can you really predict its behavior?”
“No, not really,” Josephine sighed, tearing her gaze away from his.
“I’m going home,” Laura said, rising from her seat. “You just make sure that no other animal escapes from now on. If it does, you’re going after it: alone. And I don’t care if it…” she faltered, “tears off your arm or your leg. Got it?”
Josephine merely gave a sad nod, as Laura turned around. Tim preferred to stay out of it; any words that came out of his mouth could be misunderstood. He could sense the bad blood between them, but he could not really fathom why Laura was being so mean to her. He waited long enough for her to walk out of the lab, before addressing Josephine.
“That was pretty harsh.” He commented. “We talked about you tonight. She doesn’t like you very much. Why’s that?”
“That’s a very long story,” She whispered. “I’m a little too upset to discuss it.”
“Fine,” Tim gave an exasperated gasp. “Have it your way. Goodnight, doc.”
“Goodnight.”
Tim’s instinct had been correct all along. However, as he made his way back to his room, he couldn’t help but think that things in his new work environment were much more complicated than he could have ever imagined. He had been there for roughly nine days and his boss had been killed under unclear circumstances and the daughter of his funder had literally thrown herself at him. Laura and Josephine’s story also intrigued him and Tim had to find a way to keep out of it. He would spend a lot of time with both of them and would have to listen to their complaints about one another, especially Laura’s.
“Joey must have screwed up somehow. Laura looks a little spoiled, maybe too aggressive sometimes, but she’s not crazy. She must be acting like that for a reason.”
His king-size bed had never looked so appealing. Tim was exhausted; it had been a very adventurous night, but he was still so pumped with adrenaline that he could not even consider sleeping. Josephine’s answers to his questions had amazed him, but he had no way to verify them. He started analyzing them, one by one, as he undressed. As he took his sweater off though, his doorbell rang. The identity of the person standing before him sent shockwaves through his body. It was Josephine.
“Doc, what are you doing here?” He asked.
“I wanted to apologize for my behavior today. I’m sorry; I’ve been terrible to you.” She maintained. “May I come in?”
“Sure.” He said. “Are you going to tell me why you and Laura don’t get along or should I just keep speculating?”
“That’s not what I came here for.” Josephine made her voice sound sweeter, in an obvious attempt to avoid the subject.
“Have a seat.” Tim spoke, pointing at the small kitchen table across from the door, as he closed it behind him. “Look, I know I haven’t been here long, but it’s pretty clear that you guys don’t like each other. I need to know why. Just give it to me straight, ok?”
“You’re a really inquisitive man, Mr. Shaw.” She protested.
“Is that a fancy way of saying ‘curious’?” He smiled.
“Maybe,” she admitted. “Why don’t you ask your new girlfriend about it? Tina told me about the limo.”
“First of all, she’s not my girlfriend,” Tim pointed out. “She offered me money to keep tabs on you.”
“She wants you to spy on me?” Josephine pointed to herself. “What did you say?”
“It’s a little complicated,” He claimed. “I said ‘no’, but then things got a little…”
“Let me guess,” she interjected. “She came on to you.”
“How did you know?” Tim wondered, sitting across from her.
“We go way back,” Josephine said with a shaking voice. “We were best friends: we went to school together; we even attended the same college – Stanford. Her father visited her at senior year. He got me drunk; I slept with him. She never forgave me for that. When we came back to Vermont, I got into a relationship with someone. Laura found out and she seduced him. Her father only funded my research when I told my fiancé about our one-night stand. Paul blackmailed him; he said he’d go to the press with it.”
“Whoa!” He exclaimed. “Jitter blackmailed Maddox? Do the cops know about that?”
“No,” her voice was barely audible. Josephine blinked back tears, as she rolled her gaze down his chest. She fixed it on the table, before dropping her face into her hands.
“Why won’t you tell them?” Tim asked in a tone now octaves higher.
“God…” a breathless whisper left her lips, “because Paul was gay, Tim. He gave me a job and asked for my help. There had been rumors about him. We got engaged last summer. We agreed to stay engaged for at least a year.” She continued, wiping tears off her face.
“Holy God…” he heaved a deep, heavy sigh, running his fingers through his hair. “That explains the age difference between you two.”
“I really loved Paul,” Josephine confessed. “He’d been like a father to me. If I said to the police that he was gay, the press would humiliate him and me.”
“Yeah, but Maddox had motive, doc,” Tim insisted. “They’d be all over him by now.”
“Please don’t tell anyone about this,” she begged, leaning forward. A dirty thought crossed his mind: to blackmail Josephine into having sex with him. Whatever interest he had in Laura had evaporated; he would not date a vindictive woman like her and having sex with someone else would have no consequences in their relationship. However, it didn’t take him long to realize that if he did such thing, he and Laura would not be all that different. Tim might have been a burglar, but, so far, he had not blackmailed anybody. Therefore, he rejected that notion. He would not take advantage of Josephine.
“My lips are sealed.” He assured. “Excuse me; I really need a shower.”
“Go ahead.” She encouraged. “I’m off to bed, anyway. You have a good night, Mr. Shaw.”
“You can call me ‘Tim’,” he said with a grin.
“Ok, Tim,” Josephine returned the smile. “Goodnight.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” He winked at her. Leaving the table, he headed towards the bathroom, to the right. He couldn’t wait to take a quick shower and get some much needed sleep. As he turned on the shower head, it occurred to him that perhaps he had misjudged Josephine. The glassy look in her eyes on the day that they met had left him no choice, but that look had changed. It was warmer, indicative of a person who had been through hardship. In a matter of only a few minutes, she had proved to him that she was not the snob woman that h
e met a several days earlier, but someone that he could actually like. As the water streamed down his big, hard pecs and his chiseled abs, he tilted his head back, smiling to himself.
“Alright, doc: I guess you’re not the self-centered bitch I thought you were. What are you really like? I’m willing to bet that you don’t date much. Unless you’re dating one of those animals you’ve been experimenting on, you’re single. You care too much about what people might say. That’s not good. You shouldn’t give a crap about that. What will you do if I ask you out? Nah, you’ll probably say ‘no’, just because you don’t want people to say that you replaced Jitter too fast. Damn it… Did you have to be like that?”
Tim grabbed a towel and wiped the water off his sculpted body. He tossed it on the laundry basket and opened the bathroom door, but it was then that he was shocked the most that night. Josephine was still there; she was standing a few inches away from the doorframe, with a stiff expression on her face. He had no time to react. As soon as he laid his eyes on her, she took a short, quick step towards him. She tilted her head up to meet his lips, circling her arms around his neck. Tim embraced her, unable to believe his luck. Josephine’s kiss sent his adrenaline into the ozone layer. Her fleshy lips felt warm and salty on his mouth. Her long, curly hair on his either side of his manly face gave him the chills. He wouldn’t bother asking why she had done that. He desired her. In an abrupt move, he rolled left and pinned her against the wall, as the flame of passion ignited inside him. His hands maintained a firm grip on her hips, while she caressed his massive back.
“God…” A long sigh of pleasure escaped her, as she tilted her head back. “You have to stop.”
“You don’t want me to,” he whispered, his voice deep and manly, as he trapped her lower lip between his. “Say it, doc. You want me to touch you.”
“Mmmm, yes,” Josephine whimpered, squeezing the back of his neck.
Her words and her sexy, feminine voice were enough to give him a raging erection. Tim was desperate to feel her flesh in his palms, but her clothes and her lab coat got in his way. He slid his hands across her stomach, until they reached the zipper of her tight, grey skirt. His lips returned to her mouth, as he pulled it down. Josephine’s skirt fell swiftly to the floor. His fingertips brushed against the thin material of her pantyhose momentarily. Tim loved the sensation of nylons. He peeled off her lab coat and pulled her blouse up and over her head, before their lips locked in one more fervent kiss that sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body. He could feel her lace bra against the skin of his firm chest. Tugging her bra straps down, he pressed his body against hers, as she reached behind her back. Unhooking it, Josephine let out a gasp of pleasure, sensing his 7.5-inch cock on her stomach. He enjoyed the feel of the smooth nylon rubbing against his body. However, it was the sensation of her big breasts and her nipples that sent him one step closer to heaven.
Josephine’s hands slid up his back, collecting a few, tiny water drops, as she hooked her left leg around his hip. It was what Tim had been waiting for. He ran his hand down her side. The sensual caress that started from her upper outer thigh forced her to tilt her head back. He loved stroking her leg so much that a large drop of precum leaked out of the tiny hole on his cockhead. Trailing long, fervent kisses along her neck, he stroked her leg. Her sighs were getting longer and deeper by the second. Tightening her grip on his back, she hooked her right leg around his other hip as well, as he kissed his way down her chest.
“God, this is so wrong…” Josephine whimpered. There was no way that Tim would stop. Her mouth was telling him to stop, but her body was telling him to continue, so he did exactly that. He ran his left hand down her thigh, nipping at her chest. But, as much as he enjoyed it, he could not deny himself the feel of her bare flesh in his hands which would arouse him much, much more. Tim’s hands traveled up her body. He stopped them under her armpits. He lifted her body upward and took her in his big, strong arms, not taking his lips off of her chest. Turning right, he headed towards his bed, as she wrapped her legs around his back.
Tim eased Josephine onto his bed and removed his hands from her altogether for a second, before slipping his fingers into the waistband of her pantyhose. He leaned back and opened his eyes, as he slowly pulled them down. The sight of her curvaceous figure made him lick his lips like a hungry predator. He rolled his gaze up her body, until he met hers. She had a lustful look in her gorgeous, partially open, eyes. It put a broad smile on his face as he drew her pantyhose all the way down and off her feet. Then Tim leaned forward once more, hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties, and pulled them down as well, before lying on top of her. Just when he was about to kiss her again though, she snaked her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. They got lost in yet another, long, passionate kiss. Josephine moved her legs apart, as she stroked the back of his head. By now, he could feel her hard nipples rubbing against his chest. Tim couldn’t wait to worship her erogenous zones. He gently bit her lower lip and kissed his way down her chest, cupping her breasts with both hands. The simultaneous squeeze forced her to bite her lower lip and squeeze her eyes shut, as a louder moan left her lips. He pressed them together once, sticking his warm, wet tongue out. Tim ran it across her chest, as she slid her left hand up his head and into his hair. He did not stop, not even when it reached her left breast. He only pulled his tongue back in his mouth when it made contact with her nipple.
“Yeah…” Josephine’s moaned softly, threading her fingers through his hair, as his lips closed around her nipple. As he began to suck on it, her nipple became even harder. His left hand got busy by massaging her soft, supple breast. Her skin was so smooth and tender that he could worship her for hours. He teased her right nipple, squeezing it between his thumb and index finger, while licking her left nipple in a circular motion. His sensual moves caused Josephine’s body to quiver. She grabbed a fistful of his hair, moaning louder this time. Tim moved to her other breast, continuing to squeeze her left one. He kissed the area around her right nipple, before taking it in his mouth. She dug her fingernails into the flesh of his shoulder blade, as he flicked his tongue over her nipple.
“God, I can’t take it anymore,” Josephine groaned, somewhat taking him by surprise. In his mind, he had not done much. He remained silent; after all, the feel of her breast in his mouth was just too good. Tim laid a hot, sensual kiss on her nipple and made his way down. All of a sudden though, she jolted up.
“What are you doing?” Her question put him in an awkward position. He had no idea how to respond. Tim gave her a sweet smile, gently pressing her chest down onto the mattress. Still, Josephine would not lie back down. Her gaze grew even more intense. But, even then, he would not describe to her what he had in mind.
“Just relax. I’m sure you’ll like it,” He said in his baritone. The realization that no one had ever given her oral aroused him. It sounded unbelievable; yet, her spontaneous reaction and her hesitation convinced him that her former lovers had been too selfish to pay any attention to all her erogenous zones in a reverent manner. Tim couldn’t help but feel lucky that he would be the first man to ever touch her there in this fashion. Josephine hesitantly lay back down, but she wasn’t as relaxed as before, not even when he trailed soft kisses along her stomach. Still, it all changed, when she sensed his lips on her clit and his hands caressing her upper outer thighs.
“Oh, my God” she groaned loudly – closing her legs around his head – as Tim kissed her hard, swollen clit. Once again, he stuck his tongue out, eager to taste her juices. He ran it down her pussy, feeling the grip around his head growing tighter. He would not complain; he loved feeling the flesh of her inner thighs against his skin. Incredibly enough, Josephine was soaking wet. Within seconds, her juices had flooded his tongue. Determined to make her scream with pleasure, he stopped his mouth over her clit. He closed his lips around it and sucked it into his mouth. Josephine’s thigh muscles started flexing faster. He took his hands off of her thighs and used them to s
pread her legs, as he flicked his tongue across her hard, swollen clit.
“You must be crazy…” Josephine whimpered, as Tim’s dexterous tongue ran circles around her engorged nub. He let go of her left leg. His index and middle fingers were quick to spread her pussy lips. Without much thought, he slowly pushed his index finger deep inside her. She bit her lower lip, feeling his long, slender finger penetrating her, as he nipped at her clit. Her loud moans and the heat in her pussy were a clear sign that her orgasm was very close. Tim slipped his middle finger into her as well, willing to stimulate her even more. His penetration became faster; her juices were dripping down his fingers, soaking them down to his knuckles. Combined with his tongue, they coaxed her relentlessly towards orgasm. Suddenly she was driven over the edge into an earth-shattering climax that literally ripped through her body, causing her to bang her hand against the mattress. He pulled his fingers out of her quivering pussy and led them into his mouth. Tim licked them both, savoring the taste of her hot, thick juices.
Climbing on top of her, he saw her eyes blazing with passion. Josephine raised her long, shapely legs up in the air, entwining her arms around his neck. Tim angled his lips once more, pressing his mouth against hers, as he put his hands on her upper outer thighs. He rubbed his cockhead against her clit a few times, but he was too turned on to tease her anymore. Tim needed release; he grabbed his cock and guided it to her entrance. Josephine’s long, muffled moan in his mouth drove him crazy with lust. They kissed frantically, as he pushed his cock deep inside her. He filled her up, as he explored her mouth with his tongue. Feeling his entire length buried in her, he began to thrust into her, right from the start. Tim was unable to maintain a slow pace, but Josephine seemed to love it. She tilted her head back, breathing and moaning harder, exposing her neck. Squeezing and stroking her upper outer thighs, he gently bit her chin and kissed it, nipping his way down the left side of her neck, as she slid her hands down his back.
