Chapter Three Nine Months Past... I'd been meeting with clients for a couple of weeks when I got a text from Marla asking for a face-to-face after satisfying my last client. Marla had been great about letting me stash newly bought clothes and shoes in boxes I was stacking in the storage closet next to her office. There was no way I could explain these expensive and very risqué clothes to my mom. Dresses showing so much bo...

CHAPTER ONE... The Present...​ The cold, wet washcloth between my legs felt good against my used and slightly bruised pussy lips. 'Just-Call-Me-Jim' had been a vigorous lover. Looking into the bathroom mirror, I couldn't see any more cum on my pussy and thighs, and I adjusted my dress. After another look in the mirror to make certain I'd cleaned my face of all traces of sex, I did a quick touch-up of my make-up. Straighte...

Thursday Afternoon... Danny had been distant since our chess game Monday morning. One reason was because his gaming computer had been ready for pick-up on Tuesday. Knowing how much he'd wanted a computer that wasn't cobbled together from this-n-that, I'd sat quietly on his new couch reading Cosmo while he babbled on-and-on about computer shit as he set up the computer. He was childlike in his delight as his 'fantastic pro...

A Few Minutes Ago... "Dammit, Olivia! You can't just call up my boss and tell him I'm going to be late because you're horny!" "You're absolutely right and I'll never do it again," I promised without meaning it as I tugged one of the coverall's sleeves off Danny's arm. I had him trapped against one of my kitchen's counters and I had no intention of moving out of his way if he tried to leave. He'd have to run me over. "What...

Chapter 10 A Vault... After my greed-induced mini-orgasm, I put my brain on auto pilot and got down to business. I was soon in the grove. Unlock box, open box, briefly describe contents of box, empty contents of box into bag, replace box, move to next box. The only thing that wasted time was having to cycle through the majority of all ten keys sometimes to unlock the boxes. When the bag between my boobs started getting he...

Chapter 9 The Present... Third Floor Of A Building, New York City, USA I was still a little ahead of schedule as I drilled the last hole I hoped to need. A solid plug of concrete was freed from the ceiling by the series of holes I'd drilled around its perimeter. I'd cut through all the rebar except one. It was bent down from the weight of the plug of concrete it kept suspended. Climbing the scaffold I added my weight to t...

Chapter 7, The Present Removing what I needed from the boxes I'd brought to the third floor, I assembled the triangular frame quickly. Not surprising since I'd designed it. All the items were interchangeable and only used one size of bolts. None of that, Part A to Part B connected with Bolt C, shit for me! I'd had to disassemble the large air compressor into three parts, but I was able to reconnect the parts quickly. With...