Watching The Detective

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I spent most of the day staring at my name painted on the glass door: Randall Grimm Investigations.
Business was slow in the private detective game. There were too many happy people in the world, and people would rather shoot their cheating mates than hire a gumshoe to get the goods on them for a fat divorce settlement. Missing persons stayed missing. Still, I was optimistic. Things could only get better.
Still, to break the boredom, I played an old game.
"I will make love to the next woman who walks through the door," I announced.
Then the door opened, and she walked in.
 
Randall Grimm

OOC: I had someone very specific in mind for the role. Imagine my pleasure when she walked through the door.


IC:
"Welcome, Ms. Mayer," I said, offering her my hand. "I'm Randall Grimm. Friends call me Rand."
We shook hands, and I observed the distinct lack of a wedding ring -- the first thing a well-trained, perceptive, horny gumshoe looks for.
"Would you like some coffee?" I offered. "I just made a fresh pot.... Tuesday, I think. I hope you like it strong."
I got out of my chair and crossed over to the coffee maker, giving her a perfect opportunity to check me out. I'm thirty-one years old, six-one, one-ninety, and solid as a rock. I work out, watch my diet, and stay away from all the tempting poisons. I have short blonde hair, blue eyes, dimples you could fall into, and a square jaw in the classic Dick Tracy mold. I've got thirty pearly white teeth, and two pearly white fake teeth (the result of a little misunderstanding with a client's soon-to-be former husband). No wife, no kids, no pets. One of the ex's observed once that I was too pretty to be a shamus. Sometimes, I thought she was right. It was a lonely occupation. But just when you're ready to quit, the door opens, and the room fills with sunshine.
While I prepared the coffee, I took a moment to stealthily check out my new client.
 
Randall Grimm

She told her story quickly and concisely, barely stopping for breath. It was a sad, familiar tale -- nice girl falls for bad boy. Only this bad boy was a little worse than she had bargained for, and when she broke it off with him, ugly threats were aired. She was afraid of him, and I didn't blame her.
"So you need a bodyguard," I said.
She nodded. "Sam Henderson recommended you. He's an old family friend."
It was my turn to nod. Sam Henderson was a good man.
"I'll take the job, Laurie," I said. "But I'm going to have to stick close to you. Twenty-four hours a day, until this is resolved. Is that acceptable to you?"
 
Randall Grimm

While she packed, I gave her the life story -- the declassified version. There were some things I had to leave out for reasons of national security, but I still managed to drop enough names to keep the story interesting.
When she was almost finished, the telephone rang. She picked it up, listened for a minute, and then she dropped the receiver and started to tremble.
I rushed over and picked up the phone. A deep male voice was growling terrible things into my ear.
"Sorry to interrupt, Nature Boy," I said to the jerk on the phone. "But I think it's time you got a new hobby. The lady has no interest in continuing a relationship with you, and if you persist in this crude fashion, I've been instructed to hurt you. Hurt you real bad."
I slammed the phone down and went to my client. She was sitting on the floor rocking back and forth, absolutely petrified. I put my arms around her and held her until she was all cried out.
 
Randall Grimm

It was nightfall when we arrived at my apartment. It took Laurie most of the day to pull herself together. In the little time I had known her, she had seemed so strong, so composed. It bothered me to see the sorry state that the freak could reduce her to.
At her apartment, I made two phone calls. One was to a colleague. I put him on the boyfriend's trail, with instructions to keep me apprised of his every move. The second call was to a friend on the force. Someone this bad must have a record, I reasoned. I needed to know exactly what I was in for.
When we arrived at my apartment, I knew I had made a mistake. We should have stayed at her place.
"It's only one room," I said pointing out the obvious. "The couch folds out into a bed. You can take that, and I'll sleep on the floor. The bathroom is through there. I thought I'd go down to the Chinese restaurant across the street and pick us up some dinner."
"That sounds like a good idea," Laurie said. She told me what she liked, then asked, "Do you mind if I take a shower?"
"Feel free. It's your home, for as long as you need," I said as I walked out the door.
 
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"I had the most awful nightmare," she said. "Robert was chasing me, and I was running, and he kept getting closer and closer, and I ran down a blind alley, and I was trapped, and I couldn't breath...."
"It was just a dream," I said soothingly. "You're safe now. I'm here, and I'm watching over you. Go back to sleep."
"Could you stay with me for a while?" she asked. "Could you maybe hold me? Just until I fall asleep. I feel so much safer with your arms around me."
It was a terrible idea. I knew I wouldn't be able to lie next to this ultra-desirable woman without consequences and complications arising. It just wasn't professional. The first rule of the game was to never get emotionally involved with your client. You get distracted. You lose your edge. You put both yourself and your client in mortal danger. It was a huge mistake.
"Sure," I said.
 
I was really getting into this and am majorly bummed you guys haven't added anything recently. Hope it doesn't die off....
 
Randall Grimm

OOC: Welcome back, stranger. http://smilecwm.tripod.com/net6/wave.gif


IC:
As I held Laurie, I had but a single thought: where am I supposed to put my hands?
I knew where I wanted to put them. I had several places in mind. The feel of her taut young body pressing against mine was absolutely maddening. Every once in a while, she would shift her position and brush against me. I was only wearing a thin pair of sweatpants, and could do little to hide my massive erection. I knew I wasn't going to sleep a wink tonight. That's when she spoke.
"Rand, are you still awake?" she asked.
"Yes," I responded.
"Good," she said. She then took my hand and placed it.....
 
Randall Grimm

"Laurie, this is a bad idea," I said before I kissed her. She pulled away from me only long enough to pull her tee-shirt over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra, and my hands were magnetically drawn to her breasts.
"Beautiful," I said. "Just beautiful."
I pulled her to me and we kissed some more. Then, I reached down and pulled down her panties. I lightly brushed the back of my hand against her pussy. She was already wet with desire.
"Do you want this as much as I do?" I asked.
 
Randall Grimm

"I believe I'm overdressed," I joked. Laurie picked up on my cue and removed my sweat pants. My cock was standing at attention, and she reached out and wrapped her right hand around it.
"Nice. Very nice," she said as she started to stroke it. She used a circular motion that I found very arousing.
"Move over here," I suggested. "I want to do you at the same time."
We spent the next ten minutes touching each other. Every time Laurie had me at the brink, she seemed to know just the right moment to stop, teasing me without getting me off. It was wonderful.
From her reaction, it appeared Laurie was enjoying what I was doing to her. I had two fingers working in and out of her while I stroked her clit with my thumb.
I loved what we were doing to each other, but I wanted more.
"I want to make love to you," I said.
"And so you shall," she smiled.
 
Randall Grimm

As soon as she took my cock into her mouth, I realized it was a better idea. Laurie seemed unsure of what she was doing, but what she lacked in experience, she more than made up for in enthusiasm. Not to mention natural ability.
"Oh, Laurie," I moaned, loving what she was doing to me.
Laurie seemed fascinated by what she was doing, but she wasn't getting any stimulation out of it. I decided to change that. I reached over and started fingering her again.
"Shift over this way," I suggested. Laurie followed my cue and planted herself directly over my face. I placed my hands on her ass and pulled her down until I could reach her with my tongue. Then, I started eating her sweet pussy. I could tell she liked what I was doing as she started to grind her hips in unison with my lapping.
I wasn't sure how far away she was, but I was very close to coming.
 
Randall Grimm

"Absolutely wonderful, " I said. "Was that your first time?'
She blushed prettily, then nodded. I laughed and kissed her again. "Well, it was great."
It surprised me that such a beautiful twenty-two year old woman had never given a blowjob. It made me wonder what if there was anything else she hadn't done.
"Laurie, exactly what was your relationship with Robert?" I asked. "Sexually, I mean."
 
Randall Grimm

OOC: I saved # 500 for you, sweets!


IC:
"You've had it rough, sweetheart," I said. "It hurts me to see the pain he put you through. You deserve so much more. I don't know if I can make up for all the things Robert put you through, but I'd like to try. What do you say, Laurie? Will you let me show you how good love can be?"
 
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