As it turned out… Julia was thrilled I was actually the first one in bed last night. “This is a treat. This is really what I needed right now. Thank you,” she must have said in about twenty different ways as she drifted off to sleep in my arms.
During the night I dropped off into a dream about a college professor who was supposedly helping the police investigate a criminal organization that was behind the disappearance of several female students. As it turned out, he was the head of the organization and only pretending to help the police so he could monitor their investigation, attempting to throw them off track when possible without giving himself away. The thing was, “The police already knew who he was before they started talking to him about the investigation.”
The only reason the police didn’t arrest him right away was because it would be easier for them to monitor what he was doing; them finding out exactly how he was driving college girls right into the waiting arms of his associates, who then turned them into hookers. At the end of the dream the professor was trying to feed the police false information when they enlightened him about how they knew all along who he was, plus their discovery of his involvement in the college women’s disappearances, “Just before arresting him.”
It was a dream with a happy ending. But… There was just something about it that I couldn’t put my finger on when I woke from it.
So… I silently slipped out of bed at around 4:45 AM to write this dream down in case it turned out to be the bases for another project from my well-paying government friends. When I had just finished up writing at around 5:15 AM, I heard a movement behind me as I took off my headphones, which I was wearing so JAWS for Windows wouldn’t wake up Julia. I then felt a hand on my shoulder and a soft voice breathing in my ear, “Please come back to bed? I promise I’ll be good.”
I stood up from my desk and turned to face her. I then gently held her face in my hands, so I was sure to be looking her straight in the eyes as I softly said, “You never have to promise anything like that.” I then kissed her and said, “lead on my lady.”
She giggled and took my hand in hers as I walked back to the bedroom behind her. “You’re sweet,” I heard her say as we walked. “You really are sweet.”
We then climbed back into bed together and she wordlessly indicated she wanted me to lay on my back. When I looked at her questioningly, she made that long soft shushing sound saying, “I want to. I feel much better than I did last night.”
The way she worked her throat, lips tongue and other things… Getting the party started from the ground up… Yeah… “I’d say she was feeling better than ever.”
At one point, after several minutes of her moving over me in a slow rhythmic motion she suddenly slipped off me and ordered me to fuck her as she assumed the position with her legs spread wide. So… “What’s a guy to do.”
As I took charge she said softly yet firmly, “You don’t have to hold back. I don’t want you to hold back at all. Give me what you’ve got.”
So… I did, much to her delight. It seemed that both our bodies were in quite the multi orgasmic state this morning. “The bed sheets certainly reflected that fact!”
Once the day got underway, she accompanied me to our CPA’s office. Murphy & Company, LLC has been doing my taxes for a while now and this year they did Julia’s taxes for the first time, too. When we arrived in the Ram, both Melanie Gallichio and Nelly Encarnacion greeted us at the door.
After we signed a few things and paid the bill, we were on our way. It was, as Julia put it, “Fun, Quick and Pain Free.”
She then added slyly as she started the engine, “I’m going to have to keep my eye on Melanie though.” When I looked at her puzzled, she laughed at me saying, “Oh, come on now. Surely you noticed. She likes you Honey!”
She then leaned over and gave me a kiss before pulling out of the parking lot, “I’m sure Melanie wouldn’t mind if you came by the office more often,” she said in a rather seductive tone. “You know,” she continued, “To compare figures.” She held my hand as we drove through town saying, “Let’s hit Friendly’s for lunch.”
I nodded as she drove and she suddenly gunned the engine, which let out a throaty roar; Julia gripping the wheel with both hands as she beat the light turning onto Mill Street. She then resumed holding my hand when possible as she guided the Dodge on its merry way to the Newton NJ Friendly’s Restaurant.
She certainly knows just how to make that truck walk and talk. I didn’t have the heart to remind her it was a lease, and the dealership might like it back in one piece. “She was clearly having too much fun for such worries!”
After lunch, she dropped me off at the house and headed to the office in town to meet with a few folks for couples counseling. She told me she’d be home at 6:00 PM with dinner, suggesting a few salads from the Hampton Diner might go down well since we’d be eating a little later than usual. I agreed and she was off, intentionally burning a little rubber as she pulled away, while tooting the horn and yelling with a laugh, “Later Babe! Love you!”
When I went to go inside, I heard the text chime on my phone go off. It was a text message saying, “Check under the door mat of your guest house before you go inside.”
I turned slowly, having the strange feeling that the sender was in the vicinity. But… Sensing no threat and having a feeling I knew what this was all about… I walked around to the guest house in the back corner of the property and took out my keys. I figured, “If I’m going to go back here, I might as well go in and check to make sure all is in order.”
So, casually reaching down like I was fixing a shoelace, I tugged a thick envelope from under the mat just before stepping inside the guest house, having unlocked the door with one hand while retrieving the envelope from under the mat with the other. “It pays to be tall.”
As the door closed behind me, my phone indicated another text. “Very good,” it said. “With skills like that you could be working for us full time as an agent.” The text then vanished from my phone along with the first.
Inside the envelope was another $5,000.00 in cash along with supporting documentation that it was a nontaxable payment from the federal government for services rendered. There was also a note saying, “Nicely done. See tonight’s news for more details. Thank you.”
A few seconds later I heard a car down the road start up and drive away. My good friends from the FBI certainly do like to keep things low key about what I do for them. And… For that, “I am truly grateful.” Although… If truth be told… Sometimes I can’t help but wonder how long this secret little arrangement of ours can continue, I’m happy to know that my special talents have put another dirtbag in a place where they can’t hurt anyone else.
When Julia arrived home, she turned on the news when I suggested it and there it was. It was a short peace about a ex corporate executive who had been forced out of a midsized corporation for sexually assaulting his secretary back in early November. She had been out of work for a few weeks on paid leave recovering from the incident and had only been back to work for a full week when she disappeared back in December. The new anker reported that her skeleton was found at her desk at corporate headquarters a few days after New Year’s and the FBI had finally caught a break in the case a few days ago, which led to the arrest of her killer.
After the segment aired, I handed Julia the envelope and said, “Feel like making a bank run for me tomorrow? I’d walk there myself. It’s just that I’m not exactly comfortable playing in traffic with $5,000.00 in cash in my back pocket.”
She didn’t answer me right away. She gently took the envelope from my hand and slowly counted out the bills. She then put them back in the envelope and finished off the last of her salad in silence.
She then cleared the table, wordlessly, although I could tell she was looking at me from time to time as she did so. When she completed that, she left the dirty dishes in the sink and walked over to where I was finishing the last of a water I had been drinking. She stood waiting for a moment just watching me.
When I was finished with the glass, she wordlessly took it and set it down in the sink with the other dirty dishes. Then she returned and I finally looked up at her from my chair at the table asking, “Is everything ok? You’re awfully quiet.”
“Yes,” she said, taking my hand and indicating she wanted me to walk with her. “Yes,” she said, “I was just thinking,” she added as she slowly moved with me towards the bedroom.
“Yeah?” I asked. Once we entered the bedroom, she turned to face me and said, “Yes. I was thinking that I’m going to have to definitely keep an eye on Melanie Gallichio just in case she figures out how special you really are.” And with that she began making love to me with a reckless abandon that probably would have made even the most seasoned porn star green with envy. “God is good!”