Unknown - Spread for pleasure

"Yeah. Does your offer still hold?" Joe asked looking at Stephi and Lena.

"Sure."

"What the hell have you arranged for me?" Chris said feeling imposed upon and showing it.

"You move into the apartment Stephi and Lena have on the third floor – your own kitchen and your own entrance but easy contact with friends should you need help," Joe replied. "Now if you're ready I'd like you to call Marilyn and tell her you're bringing the car back. Then I'll go with you and help you move in here."

Chris sat. She was very much shaken by what she had heard and not a little annoyed by the fact that these people had suddenly taken control of her life. She looked from Joe standing impatiently near the door, to Stephi and Lena both of whose faces showed compassion.

"Chris in the short time we've known you we have come to like you very much. Do what Joe says. I know it's going to work out fine," Lena said walking over to hug her and give her a reassuring pat on the back.

"OK, Joe let's do it," Chris responded rising and heading for the phone.

The mumbled conversation Chris had with Marilyn could be heard by the three friends standing in the living room. When Chris returned she was red faced and angry.

"She was not too happy about my suggesting a delay. She got a little nasty. You guys may well be right," Chris said. "Let's go, Joe."

With Joe driving the Porsche they made wonderful time. As they pulled into Marilyn's broad sweeping driveway Chris said, "Where the hell is my car? She promised to have it here."

"I'll not go to the door with you. I think some of these people may know who I am. But if you have any trouble just turn and wave there is help around."

During the ride into the Valley, Chris had time to chat with Joe. She was already aware of his intelligence but was charmed by his gracious manner and kind disposition. She discovered that they shared many interests in common. Both enjoyed classical music, baseball and good food. As Chris relaxed she was very much aware of the sensuality that seemed to radiate from this rumpled, craggy faced policeman.

As Chris walked to the brightly illuminated entry way of Marilyn's home she wondered what kind of a greeting she would receive. She was grateful for the secure feeling Joe provided.

Marilyn answered the door and her reception of Chris while not effusive was pleasant. Chris was reluctant to step inside and out of the view of Joe so she said, "I'm sorry to have had to change plans Marilyn. I have a friend waiting and wonder if I may get my car." Marilyn's response was not encouraging. She told Chris that she and Paul had not been able to get her car started and so she arranged to have it towed to a garage. She then suggested that Chris come in and let her friend return to pick her up in the morning. She even went so far as to indicate that Fred and Billy were both visiting and looking forward to a small get together.

Chris demurred indicating that she had to be at work early. At which point Marilyn said, "Alright take the fucking Porsche and tell me where Paul should pick it up when he returns yours tomorrow."

Thinking quickly Chris said, "Just have him bring it to the hospital employee's parking lot. He'll see the Porsche and he can make the switch. I assume you have a spare set of keys for it. He can leave my keys with the emergency room charge nurse."

Saying a quick goodnight Chris trotted back to the car and waved as she opened the passenger door. Marilyn had dimmed the lights in the entry but there was no one to be seen sitting in her Porsche because Joe had slumped onto the floor.

The drive back was much more relaxed. Chris sighed with relief, curled her feet under her and tilted the comfortable seat back before relating her experience to Joe.

Joe reached over and patted her hand, "Saying you did well and thought quickly about the car transfer. How about a little nightcap and some soft music?"

"I'd love it Chris," said.

They drove into Santa Monica and Joe led her into a rather seedy looking place from which the sounds of mellow jazz could be heard. The room was dimly lit, smoky and crowded. Despite that they were seated at a small table. As her eyes adjusted to the relative darkness Chris could see a few couples dancing.

After Joe had given their drink order he suggested that they join the dancing few. He was an excellent dancer. Chris felt comfortable and secure in his arms and quickly became aroused.

"My God I hardly know this man and I'm ready to bed him. This is foolish," she thought.

They stayed for over an hour and each time they danced Chris felt her desire for Joe increasing. As they started out to the car Joe said, "Would you be offended if I invited you to my place for the rest of tonight. I really hate to have you leave me."

Chris took his strong hand in hers and whispered, "I can think of no nicer or more welcome invitation."

She cuddled close to him as they drove towards his home. Joe lived only a few blocks away from Stephi and Lena. His house was small, well kept and nicely furnished. He informed Chris as they walked toward to the entrance that he had been married as a young cop but the marriage had ended in divorce ten years earlier.

The house was neat and nicely furnished. Joe moved about the place turning on lights and escorting Chris from room to room. They settled in the living room sipping hot cocoa Joe had quickly prepared from a box mix. Sitting next to each other on a settee placed near the cold fireplace Chris was more acutely aware of the strength and sensuousness of her tall, lean companion.

She was growing increasingly restless and thought, "If he doesn't make a move soon I'm going to forget I'm a lady."

As if reading her mind Joe put his empty cup down on the coffee table and took Chris in his arms. She still holding her warm cup turned and willingly let his kiss her tenderly on the lips. She leaned forward placed her cup next to his on the table and took the craggy, strong face in her hands and brought his lips to hers. This kiss was deeply passionate. Their tongues met and glided around and over each other.

Without a word being said the rose and moved as one toward the bedroom. Pausing only briefly along the way to kiss and fondle each other. By the time they reached the bedroom Chris was in her scanty panties only and Joe in a pair of blue Jockey shorts that bulged magnificently.

Chris' moved her hungry lips over Joe's hairy body. Kissing his breasts and belly as her eager hands moved to strip away the blue shorts that hid what she so desperately wanted to hold.

Joe's hands gently cupped Chris' small, firm breasts. His thumbs moved back and forth over the stiff, erect nipples that seemed to pulsate with her desire. Chris moaned as her hands found and held Joe's stiff cock. She slid to her knees as Joe settled slowly onto the bedside.

Moving her right hand gently along the shaft of Joe's now throbbing cock Chris let her tongue move deftly over the glans and across the opening causing Joe to shiver and softly moan. Her left hand now held his firm testicles and rolled them gently back and forth. With a desire she could no longer control Chris slipped his stiff cock into her eager mouth sucking hungrily she slid the throbbing organ deep into her mouth again and again until she felt his body stiffen and her mouth fill with the salty token of his great arousal.

Whimpering and shivering with the intensity of her own arousal Chris lifted her face to Joe's and whispered, "Please make me come like that."

Joe lifted his lean, pliant body onto the bed and kissed her with an ardor she had not believed him capable of. His lips moved over her pulsating, vibrating body like embers flying from a searing fire. When his lips sucked and held one nipple and then the other Chris' long shapely legs thrashed and her hips pitched with urgent need.