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Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Dirty Sexy Things


My doorbell rung....It was Mabel Jenkins of all people..

"Hey Mabel, How are you doing?'' I said.

"Hey Kevin...Sepia called me...She's workin late...she knew you might be hungry ,so I brought you
some of my Louisiana Jambalaya, a salad and some hot rolls.." she said.

Not only did her beauty rival my wife's..but she could cook too...I helped her put the hot trays of food on my kitchen table and I grabbed a plate, a knife, fork , butter and dressing.

"Oh excuse my manners Mabel...would you care to join me?" I said.

"No...I've got to get back to the restaraunt...but enjoy...and don't worry, when she finish what she got to finish..she'll be home." said Mabel as she walked down the steps and got into her car...
I waved as she drove off....Then I put some Terrence Blanchard on the IPOD dock and poured myself a glass of wine and dug into the good hot tasty food that was left for me...

Sepia had taken a leave of abscence from her job and had gotten a job as an underwear model for
Nicollette Manger's company- "Dirty Sexy Things" They really liked her and she was getting almost as many photo shoot opportunities as Nicollette. She had been doing this for close to a month...She had given Lockpick Johnson and Peeping Tom a perfect layout of Nicollette's home and her photography studio...and they had wired both for video and sound... They had also wired
her husband, Lumber man, Robert Woodcock's lumber business too.

Robert Foxworth ,Sean Jackson and Clerow followed Robert Woodcock day and night and listened to every phone call, every conversation that came from his place....Boring stuff...The man went to work...The man talked business, contracts, wood all day long...If he did anything out of the ordinary , it was that he went home for lunch and screwed his wife's brains out almost everyday at 12:00 noon..and returned at 1:30. He was a solid citizen otherwise.

The talk from Their house and their studio was just as boring...Lingerie, photography, photo shoots, contracts...yadda yadda yadda... Nothing about any murder or the hiring of anybody...
They had a baby....A baby that Robert Woodcock thought was his...a baby that Nestor's widow claims was actually fathered by her now deceased husband.

Sepia got a DNA sample from the baby by slipping one of the bottles and a couple of pacifiers
to me ,disguised as a deliveryman....I took the samples to a lab and within a week I got the results that I needed. It was true...Nestor Cokeley was indeed the father. I told Sepia to up the ante and start talking to Nicolette about the baby girl and how it didn't look like her.

I finished up the food when the doorbell rang... I wasn't expecting anyone...To my surprise...it was my wife, Sepia..She was wearing a Brown trenchcoat and sunglasses, along with some black stilletto heels...

Upon seeing her, I busted out laughing.....

"What's so funny? I thought you'd be glad to see me." she said.

"I am..I am...I just didn't expect you back here so soon. Anybody follow you?" I said.

"No, why would they?" she said. She was right...They had no reason to suspect that they were being watched and monitored..

"What you got for me?" I said.

"Two things....One...After her husband finished up his nooner....I don't think his car was down the street good when another guy drove up." said Sepia...Hearing her use the term nooner to describe their afternoon trysts cracked me up, it seemed so unlike something Sepia, from the streets of North Jersey would say.

"Another guy?? Was he on a motorcycle?" I asked....

"No..He drove a car...a Black Mustang...He was a short muscular guy...His name was Adam..I didn't get a last name...but they started whispering in the back....She kept saying.."Not now..what are you doing here..." and he said-"I've got to see you..I need you.." and she said-"Not now, my husband just left..." and he kept on....so finnally, she told me and the rest of the girls and the photographer to shoot some more glossies and that she would return shortly..." laughed Sepia.

"So what do you think..that they had something going on?" I asked.

"I don't think it..I know it...They were gone for close to a half an hour...I excused myself and said that I had to use the restroom...I walked down the corridor and I heard sounds from the bedroom...The bed squeaking, the headboard hitting the wall...him moaning..her moaning....Oh yeah, they were gettin it in." she said.

"This is interesting.....She is seeing your cousin.....has a baby by him that she makes her husband believe is his....and now you tell me...she's seeing someone else??? in addition to Nestor and her husband?? This sheds a whole new light on things." I said.

"You think either her husband or this Adam fella killed my cousin?" asked Sepia.

" Most definitely...though..I don't think her husband knows about any of this." I said.

"We gotta figure a way to get her to talk about Nestor." I added...

"Don't worry...I'll think of something." said Sepia...

"Wow girl, you're pretty damn good at this...You been watchin me for a long time." I laughed.

Sepia smiled....

"You proud of me babe?" she asked in a childish voice that I must admit was turning me on.

"Sure am...What was that other thing you said you had for me?" I asked....

"Ohhhhh, thought you'd never ask." she said as she un bottoned her trench coat.....My eyes got as large as saucers....

"Ohhhh my gawdddd.." I exclaimed....

Sepia walked over to me and kissed me long and hard and gently felt the crotch of my pants...

"Ouuu, you have missed me lover." she said...

I slipped her trench coat off completely and laid her down on the couch..She unzippered my pants...It took me ,mere seconds to get out of my socks, shirt and shoes...and soon , We were making passionate love on the couch..... I hungrily devoured her ,much the same as I had devoured that food that Mabel had left.....

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Some time later, We were both on the floor, spent!

"Phew...that was something!" I exclaimed....

"Kevin, being around all that lingerie and hearing her having sex with her husband and that guy makes me awfully.....well...you know?" she said.

"Horny?" I asked.

"Well, yeah." she admitted...

"Well hearing about it ,is doing the same for me." I said...

"We gotta hurry up and crack this case." she said as she tried to catch her breath.

"Yeah, I know." I said.

(To Be Continued......)

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

Standing and applauding and throwing my panties and bra at you for that one...