Chris wakened late. The sun was streaming through the bedroom window and the smell of coffee filled the air. It took her a moment to realize where she was. The rumpled bed and the delicious tingling of her almost sated body served as ready reminders.
Slipping out of bed she saw the Joe had thoughtfully placed a pair of slippers, far too large for her feet, and a rumpled robe, also too big, within easy reach.
As she rolled the sleeves of the robe back and slipped it on she wondered out loud, "Why is every piece of clothing this lovely man has rumpled? Well if we make this a habit maybe I can change that."
Slippers flopping and the robe dragging she headed for the adjoining bathroom. She noticed a hair dyer in place on the lavatory and so took a long shower, shampooing her tousled blond hair thoroughly. As she sat drying it there was a knock on the door followed by Joe's mellow voice asking, "Are you decent?"
"I'm not sure – I didn't think I was too bad but you tell me."
"You are a lecherous young lady with a dirty mind. All I wanted to know was if you were dressed to receive company carrying a glass of orange juice."
"Oh. I misunderstood," Chris laughed slipping on the robe. "Come on in."
Joe, dressed in neatly pressed slacks and a well ironed sport shirt opened the door. He handed Chris a glass of orange juice and raised another in a mock salute before coming in and sitting on the closed toilet. Chris continued to dry her hair and could see Joe in the mirror watching her every move.
"You are a beautiful woman. If you're half the nurse you are lover it's no wonder they don't want you wondering off to the land of greed."
"Thank you. You're pretty remarkable yourself," Chris stammered turning beet red as she remembered their shared ardor. Suddenly she stopped working on her hair and said, "My God what time is it?"
"It's past nine but don't worry I got the Porsche into the employee's parking lot at the proper time. If anyone of that Valley crowd was watching they would have seen a blond woman park the car and run for the hospital entrance – it was a member of my squad but at a distance she might resemble you."
"You think of everything officer don't you?"
"Not exactly. You thought of a few things last night I hadn't even fantasized," he said laughing. "Breakfast is ready so come on."
After a breakfast of French toast, bacon and coffee Joe stood and began to clear the dishes. "You go get dressed because I have plans for both of us today."
Chris did not object to the dismissal from the kitchen but she did object to the fact that she was still wearing clothes borrowed two days ago.
"Look, Joe I need fresh clothes. I'm wearing stuff Marilyn lent me."
"Oh I forgot. My people moved a bunch of your things over to Lena and Stephi's place. We used the blond cop again just in case your flat was being watched."
"OK, I'll get dressed but please get me to some clean clothes before we do anything else."
It took less than an for the two of them to get to Lena and Stephi's home. Joe had a key to the spare apartment the women had mentioned the evening before and after opening the door for Chris he handed it to her and said, "I'll not see you until tonight. We may need you as a decoy for the operation we have planned but the day is yours. Just stay put."
"OK sir," Chris said executing a mock salute.
After Joe had gone Chris wandered around the three room apartment. It was clean, plainly furnished and completely devoid of any food.
"Shit. I have to stay inside and there isn't a damned thing to eat," she muttered.
Suddenly a thought struck her. "Is there a phone?" She ran through the flat and found none. "This is going to be one smooth operation," she muttered opening one of several suitcases the police had brought.
She spent the next hour getting things stowed in drawers and in the bathroom. She went to the bed with some of her own linens and found it already made. "Thank goodness for a few things," she sighed sitting down in a soft, green pastel colored chair.
She must have dozed. What wakened her with a start was a peculiar noise that seemed to be coming from the living room. Picking up a spike heeled shoe as a weapon she tiptoed quietly toward the noise.
It was a door buzzer. Someone was at her private entry. Chris pulled the away from the etched glass of the door and saw Lena carrying a tray covered with a napkin standing there.
"My God I thought that noise was a bomb or something," Chris said, laughing shakily.
"Forgot to provide food and to warn the tenant of weird door bells. Sorry," Lena said. "But I did bring us some lunch."
"Great. I thought you worked today."
"Naw, I have today off and Stephi has tomorrow. You settled in yet?"
"Yes. Thanks for making the bed."
"No problem. Let's eat this stuff while it's hot." Lena walked into the dining area Chris following close behind. Chris was very much aware that under her thin, pink, cotton jump suit Lena was naked. She could plainly see the outline of the tall woman's lean, muscular buttocks through the thin material.
Chris who had finally gotten out of borrowed clothes and into her own loose fitting T-shirt and jeans wished she had donned more to hide her sexual excitement.
Lena put the tray of food down on the table and straightened up to ask Chris to get plates and flatware. Her pink jump suit covered but did not hide her tiny breasts with their large areolas and peg-like, erect nipples. As Chris walked into the Pullman kitchen she could feel the moisture of her growing desire flowing down her thighs from her again ravenous pussy.
Lena had prepared what she called her "down home meal" of chicken, biscuits, gravy and coleslaw. The two women sat next to each other at the small table and ate in silence. Chris was more than a little uncomfortable with her response to Lena's tantalizing appearance. As the meal progressed she was also suddenly aware of Lena's left thigh pressing insistently against hers.
As the meal came to an end Chris deliberately rubbed her thigh against Lena's and felt a surprisingly strong response. She rose to clear the table and Lena said, "Let me help you."
As they carried dishes to the sink Lena said, "You know that Stephi and I have been lovers and companions for years?"
"Yes."
"Do you know what has kept us from what is called, in our circles, 'bed death'? The fact that neither of us is nor wants to be monogamous. With that said I want you to know I find you very attractive and I came up here to seduce you."
Chris laughed softly. "You've succeeded – and it wasn't the cooking."
They stood looking at each for a moment or two and then Lena took Chris' face in her hands and kissed her roughly and passionately. Lena lifted Chris' T-shirt and her strong hands gripped her breasts her thumbs moving Chris' nipples up and down. Chris was pinned between Lena and the sink. She shivered as Lena began to rub her nipples with her palms pressed hard against her firm, tiny breasts.
Chris felt her knees getting weak but Lena's strong body now pressed against her held her upright.
Lena kissed Chris again forcing her tongue deep into Chris' eager mouth. Chris began to suck at the older woman's tongue as Lena moved a leg between her thighs and rubbed with great intensity. Chris struggled in Lena's grasp and finally got her hands free to grab and tug at Lena's full, erect nipples projecting teasingly beneath the pink jump suit fabric.
Lena now seemed to be pressing all of her weight against Chris' pinioned body as her hands tore open Chris' jeans and moved with swift and unerring accuracy to Chris' wet, throbbing cunt.
As Lena's fingers slid smoothly into her Chris gasped and tried to move against Lena's restraining body. The more Chris struggled the wilder Lena's movements with her tongue, fingers and leg became. Lena's leg had now moved to Chris' butt. As Chris thrust and wriggled, responding to her growing, excitement Lena's leg deftly spread Chris' firm buttocks. Chris became wildly excited as she felt Lena's leg pressing resolutely against her quivering anus. Chris was emotionally beyond restraint. Her pinioned, fervent body struggled to express her ardor. With a cry of joy she released Lena's tiny tits and threw her arms around the loving black women. Her body jerked and shook with a violently ecstatic orgasm. Her hands pinching and scratching at the thin material that covered the strong smooth back of her tantalizing new lover as spasm after spasm moved like a storm through her lovely and loving body.
When Chris finally opened her eyes she saw Lena's deep, dark eyes sparkling with emotion gazing at her.
"You are a passionate child. Let me take you into bed," Lena said hoarsely.
With remarkable ease Lena lifted Chris and carried her into the bedroom. Lowering her onto the bed gently Lena said, "Undress please dear."
Chris' trembling hands, stripped off her shirt and jeans. Like Lena she was naked under her outer garments. Looking up she saw Lena's lovely face. She took it into her hands and kissed the beautiful woman tenderly.
Lena held onto Chris' shoulders and lifted her shiny mahogany body onto Chris'. Keeping her arms stiff so that her tiny breasts and firm nipples hung free she whispered, "Hold my tits tightly."
Chris' fingers held Lena's nipples and rolled them as the older woman's hips gyrated rubbing her coarse pubic hair against Chris' wet, ravenous cunt. Chris moaning with desire spread her legs wide and wrapped them around Lena's gyrating and thrusting hips.
Lena moved wildly. Then with a sudden cry, she threw her head back, her hands gripped Chris' sweaty shoulders and her pelvis jerked so that it pounded again and again against Chris' eager box.
Chris climaxed violently as she clung to Lena during her pounding orgasm. Squealing with ecstasy she pushed her eager cunt up to meet Lena's pounding thrusts. Her body seemed to convulse as she sought to bring her lover closer to ease her furious desire.
Panting and moaning the two lovers finally lay exhausted their sweat covered bodies pressed close. Finally, they slept.
It was passed three when Chris was wakened by Lena moving around the room.
"I have to get dressed and down stairs. Stephi will be home soon. She will have instructions from Joe about a trap he plans for the business people you met in the Valley."
Chris stretched and slipped under the covers hoping Lena would let her go back to sleep.
"Come on Chris. Wake up and get dressed. I'll tell you about Marilyn and Fred and especially about that cunt Betty Morales."
Chris shot straight up in bed, "My God I forgot all about her. How do you know about that woman? It was just a chance meeting I thought."
"Honey get dressed. You're playing in the big leagues so you need some hitting instruction," Lena said zipping up the skin tight pink jump suit and heading out the door.
Chris jumped out of bed looked at her wrinkled garments on the floor and stepped over them on her way to a shower. Dressed in fresh designer jeans a cowl neck sweater and soft soled loafers she trotted down the stairs. Lena wearing a loose cotton shirt and jeans and Stephi still in her uniform sat talking. Each held a small tumbler half full of whisky which they sipped from time to time.
As Chris walked in Stephi turned and said, "We were just talking about your assignment for tonight. Get a drink and sit down so I can tell you what Joe has planned."
Chris walked over to the portable bar and opened a wine cooler. After pouring half of it into a glass she moved to the chair she had occupied the evening before.
"Tell me all about it Steph."
"OK. He wants you to call Marilyn and arrange to meet her. Wherever she suggests except her residence. You might push for the club on the pretext of meeting some guys again."
"Alright but what has he planned?"
Lena leaned forward and using her right hand for emphasis said, "He wants to get some people into that house. They think that other than the help that usually leaves by six Marilyn is the only occupant at the moment."
"I'm the decoy is that it?"
"Yeah that's it."
"You can't tell me that Marilyn gives a shit for me as a nurse for one of her hospital employers. There's more to this than that isn't there?"
Stephi looked at Lena and said, "I told you she was not going to be an easy one to deal with." Looking at Chris she said, "You're so right. They don't need you for their stinking ICU they need you to take care of some illegals they're bringing in. Once they get you so deeply involved that you will be too scared and too embarrassed to go to the authorities you're theirs."
"Uh huh. So I'm to act the playful little nymph for Marilyn and that's it?"
"No, afraid not. The real hard case is Betty Morales and whoever is running her. They're the bosses. You passed the screening test now you have to act like you're really interested in what they have to offer."
Chris sighed. "You guys know I don't like any of this. I'm suddenly very content with my situation."
Lena laughed and Stephi smiled.
"How about letting me into the dinner preparation arrangements. I'll call and have some Mexican food delivered," Chris said giggling.
Stephi rose and headed to the bedroom, "I'll change and be back in a few minutes."
Lena went back to the bar but only for ice.
"There is some risk to this you know. Joe and his squad will be around but if you want me to I'll go with you. They don't know me."
"Thanks. I think I'll rely on Joe and be grateful that you two will be waiting for me when I get back."
It was somewhat later that Chris heard the phone and a mumbled conversation Stephi had with whoever was calling. She reappeared soon after dressed in what seemed to be the uniform of the day, jeans, soft cotton shirt and soft soled loafers.
"That call was from Joe," she said looking at Chris, "your car is back in the parking area at the hospital. His blond detective will pick it up and drive it here. He wants the police to examine it to see what 'repairs' were made it so it will be quite late in arriving. Meanwhile make a date with Marilyn for about two in the morning."
"Swell. I really am not happy with this situation," Chris said. "Should I order supper?"
Stephi laughed. "No. Joe will be coming by and he'll stop at El Tepiac to pick up our Mexican dinner for tonight."
"Then I guess I'd better call Marilyn and see what can be arranged," Chris muttered.
"No not until the time your shift would normally end – say eleven-fifteen tonight. The people you're dealing with are greedy and dishonest but not dumb," Lena said.
It was close to seven before Joe arrived arms filled with wonderful smelling packages and bags. Shouting as he entered, "Get your chimichongas, arros con polio and margaritas while they're hot or cold or whatever."
The four of them dug into the food without bothering to take it from the original cartons. The margaritas had to be served in small tumblers, and without the salt, but otherwise everything would have met the most discriminating aficionado's requirements.
There was more food than they could possibly eat. When all finally agreed that they were full Chris and Stephi cleared the table and stored the leftovers in the fridge. Only after the kitchen ad dining room were once again spotless did they join Joe and Lena.
Joe had opted for the chair Chris had come to regard as hers so she dragged a straight backed dining chair into the living room before joining the conversation.
Joe smiled warmly as Chris reappeared. She thought, "Damn he looks rumpled again – like a little boy."
"Chris I was just saying that this may be an interesting night and a long one. If you can get Marilyn to agree to a meeting. I would doubt that the club will be open but one never knows. What I would suggest is one of the late night spots in Manhattan Beach. Marilyn will know them all and have a preference," Joe said.
Lena had leaned forward and appeared agitated as Joe finished. "Hold it right there. Those places in Manhattan Beach are not for the delicate or faint of heart. You're not sending Chris into any one of those meat markets for sexual athletes without protection are you?"
"No. Once Chris knows where she is to meet Marilyn we'll arrange to cover her."
"Let's suppose, as in the movies, they wont tell her until the last minute and she can't get the information to you, what then?" Lena asked angrily.
Joe paused. He thought for a while and then quietly said, "They train you nurses to think don't they? Good possibility you raised there Lena. Any suggestion to cover that possibility?"
Chris piped up, "She's angling to go along as my protector. I think it's too risky."
Joe sat quietly. He was deep in thought. Finally, standing and stretching he said, "Lena go with her. They may recognize you but will probably discount your presence as nothing more than an attempt to rebut their recruiting blandishments. I think we may also give you a two way radio to use in a real emergency. I've got to go. See you later."
As he walked to the door Chris rose and said, "I'm going to stretch out for a while. I'll be awake by eleven. Lena thanks for your concern."
Lena and Stephi sat quietly for a while each deep in thought. Stephi reached out and took Lena's hand. "Margarita's make me hungry."
Lena smiled, "Yeah I know. Let's see if we can get you fed before I have to go cruising the rough spots."
Hand in hand they walked into their bedroom and as Lena quietly closed the door Stephi turned down the bed and dimmed the lights.
Before sitting down on the bed Lena stripped. Her lithe, brown body glowed in the softly light. Stephi undressed quickly letting her full breasts spill lusciously from her downy, restraining sweater. Her rich pubic bush glistened with desire.
She stood near Lena whose glowing eyes looked longingly into her flushed, eager face. Stephi bent down and kissed her loving friend passionately letting her soft, graceful hands stroke the tiny breasts and hard nipples until Lena shivered and moaned.
Then Stephi let her lustful, knowing lips and tongue stray slowly over Lena's shivering, ardent body. She touched and kissed or sucked every sensitive and sensual area of her lovers now throbbing, trembling body until she dropped to her knees and buried her face in the damp forest of Lena's prickly pubic mound.
Lena's now leaning back on her elbows spread her legs as Stephi's tongue probed artfully and deeply into her loving center. Her desire grew uncontrollably. She raised her legs and draped them over Stephi's alabaster shoulders pulling the blond temptress firmly against her throbbing, richly wet cunt and stiff aching clit.
Stephi's tongue stroked Lena's clit briefly. Suddenly her lips moved over it's tender, pounding tip and Stephi sucked until Lena could no longer restrain her arching body. With a groan and a sudden furious thrust of her hips she came filling Stephi's hungry mouth with a warm, clear fluid, the token of her ecstasy.
Her legs held Stephi's face firmly to her pussy. And Stephi's loving hands clung tenaciously to Lena's large, firm and full nipples. Slowly the wrenching orgasmic spasms passed and Lena reached lovingly for Stephi's beautiful face and loving body.
Sliding onto the bed Stephi spread her legs and guided Lena's hands to her sparkling, wet and urgent cunt. Lena's right hand stroked the lips and spread them so that her fingers could slide gently and deeply into the already throbbing depth of Stephi's wild hunger. As her thumb stroked Stephi's firm, large clit she slipped two fingers into Stephi's anus. Thus blond girl began to thrash and moan crying out in Danish as her body moved beyond conscious control.
Suddenly, Stephi raised her head and screamed. Her body stiffened and Lena felt the strong sucking, pushing pulsations of Stephi's intense and prolonged climax as its waves coursed through her cunt and asshole. Her legs never stopped moving as the spasms shook her wondrous body again and again.
The convulsions of ecstasy passed slowly and as Lena knew would happen Stephi lapsed into a deep and tranquil sleep. Lena slid up beside her lover and took her in her arms. Finally, a tableau of black and white the two sated lovers slept.