Part 2
It is 11:30 pm on Wednesday night and I am out on another stake out. I am still on the trail of this fucking dirt bag, Darrin Black. I am beginning to wonder if my cover has been blown. I am sitting in my company car having a cup of coffee. My car is a thing of beauty. It is a Cadillac CTS-V series, which means it has 500 horsepower a 6 speed manual transmission. Top speed is 185 mph, it is a fucking jet. It is jet black and double tented windows and is a great under cover car.
Well, anyways I get a phone call from Paige, the Hot Blonde that I met a few weeks ago. She tells me that she has been thinking a lot about me since the last time we met. And to tell you the truth, she has been on my mind too. Talking to her on the phone is so hot, her voice is soft and a little raspy, which is a big turn on for me. She is so fucking HOT; I am having a hard time getting her out of my head. She actually sounds like a young Kathleen Turner, the girl from the movie Romancing the Stone.
We talked for a little while and I made plans to meet her at a club in Clearwater at midnight on Saturday night. While I am talking with her I remember seeing this red dress that was hanging in her closet. It had these real thin strings for shoulder straps and it looked like it was a mini skirt. I told her to meet me in front of the club and to wear that red dress with black high heels, no bra and no underwear.
It is Saturday around 11:00 pm so I head out to the club. I park my car all the way in the back of the parking lot where the street lights were pretty dim. I am dressed in some nice black pants, a white long sleeve shirt and a thin black tie. I go into the club and order a drink and position myself so I can see the front door and everyone outside. Paige shows up about 15 minutes before midnight and is waiting outside just like I told her to. The dress she has on is a beautiful dark red and is skin tight. You can see that she is not wearing any underwear. She is smoking HOT, my dick is getting hard just looking at her. I watched her for about 20 minutes and every guy that walked by was drooling all over her. Several of them tried to pick her up as they were coming into the club. I could see that she was getting impatient and started to pace back in forth on the front sidewalk.
The front of the club was pretty crowded, so it made it very easy for me to sneak up behind her without her seeing me. While I approached her I could smell the perfume she was wearing. She smelled like a field full of flowers on a spring time day that just got rained on. I never smelled a perfume like that, it was extremely alluring. I walked up behind her, placed my left hand on the small of her back, leaned forward, whispered into her ear, don’t turn around. I surprised her just a little, because she jumped slightly. I was walking just behind her so she couldn’t see me just feel my hand on her back.