Ruby Rhapsody - Perverted Passions

Chandpur cleared his throat. "I only knew of your whereabouts last night, because Bhadra happened to mention that she was attending a meeting of the cult."

Ted looked at him enigmatically. "And, you just happened to know we were members, too."

A flash of humour crossed Chandpur's face. "Actually, I knew you were a member." His mouth twitched in amusement.

Ted's chuckle was dry and cynical sounding. "And my wife?"

With a trace of laughter in his voice now, Chandpur replied, "Is about to become a member quicker than any other woman in history. I hear the High Principal of Desire wanted her so bad that he waved the sperm ritual. Can't say I blame him."

Exasperated, Ted swore. "To hell with it, man. Is there anything you don't know?"

Still casually amused, Chandpur replied, "No." Then, needled, "I even know that you had one wild, lurching ride home last night." He swung around and strode out of the tent.

Watching him shuffle away, looking for all the world as if he had just been upbraided, Ted stood stark still in the middle of the tent.

Thoughts whirled in his head. Eventually, he shook himself out of it.

There was no time to stand and stare into space. There was work to be done.

As Ted walked back to the trench, he couldn't make up his mind if he was comforted by Chandpur's presence, or annoyed. For all his nose-tothe-grindstone manner, Chandpur sure had a line of information better than any grapevine in existence. How?

Sighing, Ted decided it was a damn good thing the man was on his side.

Otherwise, Ted felt certain he would have been reaching up to touch bottom by now. Devious minds baffled Ted. He was a straightforward kind of guy, and this cloak and dagger stuff was beyond him.

As usual, on the drive home, Sandor took off like a jet. Over the noise of the jeep's rattles and groans, he managed to shout, "Chandpur asked me to give you a message."

Ted's left brow quirked upward, "What is it?"

Foot jammed to the floor, hair wildly tangling in the breeze, Sandor yelled his reply.

"Beal plans a raid on the camp tonight. Bury the bodies in an obvious spot. Then, he said that someone would keep Beal occupied for at least two hours after dark so you can do your work. He said that you wished me to treat a certain five men to a night in town, so they would not bother you either. I have already invited them-at his insistence. Did I do right?"

Ted nodded. "Yes." He dug into his pocket, pulled out some money and handed it to Sandor. "This should be enough to keep them occupied.

You're driving. Don't drink more than a couple. I don't want you smashing yourself up on the way home."

"I will only pretend to drink. Chandpur says I must keep my ears wide.

Men talk when their tongues loosen."

"Good man!"

"I would like to take Hazun with me."

"No. He is no longer in Beal's employ and Beal's stooges are aware of that by now. Another time-when this is over, you and Hazun can have many evenings to enjoy yourselves. Right now, getting Beal out of our hair is our number one priority. Agreed?"

"Agreed." Somehow, Sandor found another inch of pedal and they shot ahead, leaving a trail of dust and sand that would take an hour to settle.

Awake and freshly bathed when Ted arrived, Katt met him at the door with a welcoming kiss. Although his kiss was sweet and lingering, she noted that it lacked his usual passion. Feeling his body tense as a countdown against her own, alerted Katt to trouble. Her pleasure quickly turned to concern.

Drawing back, Katt eyed her husband critically. His lean, strong face was strained across the cheeks, drawing his mouth into a thin, tight line. Something was wrong!

"What is it, darling? What's happened?" Her heart lurched sickeningly in her chest.

"Let's have a drink. We have to talk, baby."

"Want a wash-up first?"

"No. I have to go back."

He looked tired. Without argument, Katt nodded. Ted working overtime was easier to take, now that they had a good loving, sexual relationship between them. Still, she was troubled because he was pushing himself so hard.

"I'll just be a moment." It made her ache inside to see Ted's face so terribly serious. What on earth was wrong? She asked Bhadra to bring whisky and soda to the living room. Then, she rejoined Ted.

In as few words as possible, Ted told his wife about Chandpur, his message and the efforts being made to trap Hunter Beal.

"A government man, here in camp all the time? I'm so relieved that Beal's thievery is not going to deprive you of your work, darling." She gave him an enthusiastic hug. "That part was hard for me to swallow."

"There is that, if Chandpur is to be believed," Ted admitted. "The thing that worries me is, if I hand Beal the skeletons on a silver platter, and then there is a slip-up and he gets away…"

With an inward tremor, Katt continued to display confidence for Ted's sake. "From what you tell me of Chandpur, I don't see how Beal could put much over on the man."

Ted jerked to his feet and paced the floor. "We'd better haul them out from under the bed."

Following her husband to the bedroom, Katt slid her arms around his waist.

"Darling, let me drain your tensions, calm you down. You know you need it."

Ted stroked her hair. Between his legs, his cock remained limp and lifeless. In his mood, an erection would be impossible.

"Bhadra drained my tensions this afternoon," Katt whispered to her husband. She felt his cock twitch. "She bathed me, and then she laid between my legs and sucked me off. She was still lapping the cream out of me when I drifted off to sleep." Perching on the edge of the bed Katt opened her husband's fly. His cock was rapidly growing to full erection.

Caught off guard again by his unpredictable wife, too amazed to offer any objection, Ted let her have her way, Her diversionary tactics, if that's what they were, were working. Tomorrow's cloud no longer hung heavily over today's sunshine. His cock stiffened greedily. Ted slid his fingers into his wife's golden tresses and guided her mouth to his crotch.

Lovingly holding her husband's prick in her hand, Katt licked it all over. When droplets of pre-cum formed on the piss hole, she licked them off, savouring the salty taste. Her juicy tongue teased the flange of his cockhead until his prick was fully erect and the head had turned an angry purple.

Ted tasted sweaty and smelled musky. Katt breathed deep, filling her nostrils with his heady scent. Salaciously, she laved saliva all over his love-pole and then she pressed it up against his belly, raising his balls. Katt used her tongue to gently lick his nuts.

"Ahh, ah! Yes, baby! You knew what I needed. You understood. Eat 'em!

Eat 'em!" Ted strained into her.

Even though Katt would have loved to have a cock in her mouth while she was eating his balls, she knew that Ted needed this. So, she devoted her efforts to him, foregoing her own needs for the moment.

Flipping around on the bed on her back, head hanging over the edge, Katt reached up for her husband's meaty sac.

"Pull your dick, love." She opened her mouth and sucked his left nut in, working it around in her mouth.

"Yeah, baby. I like you to mouth my nuts."

Katt ran her free hand back between Ted's legs. She spit out his ball so she could talk.

"Lean over me, Ted. Rub your prick over my tits as you jerk off."

Ted leaned forward, bracing himself with one stiffened arm. He jerked her blouse open and her bra up around her neck.

Lapping at his balls, Katt now had room to dig her fingers into his ass. When she did, Ted groaned. She teased his ass with her fingertips while continuing to suck his balls.

"Oh, yeah, baby. Suck my balls, just like that! Lick my balls! You knew what l needed, lover!" He humped her finger and mashed his roiling balls against her lips.