Yesterday went by rather uneventfully with Julia and I getting off while getting loads done personally and professionally. And today the awesome personal and professional love story that is ours continues.
This morning I opened my eyes to feel Julia gently kissing me on her way back from what must have been a very early bathroom run. As she slid between the sheets and burrowed her way into my arms, I surreptitiously admired her naked form.
As we both lay on our left sides, spooning, I felt her right-hand slip down between us and her body shift as she guided me, morning wood and all, into herself saying, “Use me.”
I understood this to mean that she didn’t want me to worry about pleasuring her and to just enjoy the moment. So… There we were slowly and gently and effortlessly moving together; me having eventually moved into a sideways position with my one leg swung up towards her left shoulder as she raised her own legs to accommodate my desire for deeper penetration; letting those well-toned legs come to lightly rest on my side as I lazily moved inside her. We must have been like this for at least an hour, neither of us feeling any pain and enjoying the sensation of our oneness as we both hovered on the edge of sleep.
Finally, she indicated by gently pushing me back with her hands that she wanted to change position. When I withdrew, she moved to the edge of the bed and stood up, pulling me along with her. Once I was standing, she kissed me very deeply and said again, “Use me,” before bending over the bed; clearly wanting me to take her from behind. “God, it was a hot experience!”
We then lay back down for a long while, neither one of us expecting what came next. Our doorbell ringing at 6:30 PM? “Seriously?”
When I went and opened the front door in my bathrobe there was a woman standing there telling me she needed my help. She said she was FBI and Julia looked at her badge, once she reached my side, confirming it. And… Who can say know to a request for help from the FBI, “Especially when they arrive on your doorstep with coffee and donuts in hand?”
The woman introduced herself as Agent Moore but told us we could just call her Kelly. As it turned out, she wanted me to accompany her to a lake out in PA, about an hour and a half from where we lived. She didn’t tell us much, just saying that she wanted my impressions of a certain area out on the water.
Kelly spoke to Julia directly, apologizing for taking me away from her at such an early hour. But Kelly assured Julia that she’d have me back to her safe and sound by dinner time.
So… After a quick shower and long kiss from Julia… I was off.
As we drove Kelly didn’t say much other than the fact that she was working on a case she needed some help with. She commented on my website and its unusual content; remarking that based on what she had read, I just might be the very person she needed to help close this case out. Other than that, Kelly just made general chit chat, talking a little about how she became an agent and asking questions about Julia and myself, “As if she didn’t already know what the answers would be.”
But I guess friendly talking is better than awkward silences, especially after you’ve gate crashed someone’s house at 6:30 AM in the morning. Kelly was careful not to tip me off as to what she was working on and how I could help. She said she just wanted my impression on a particular area of the lake and nothing more. Which certainly makes my life easier because at least that way I know that whatever comes out of my mouth won’t be based on imagination.
When we arrived at the lake on this beautiful cool clear fall day, we pulled into the dirt parking lot of a small marina. Kelly told me that it would be a beautiful boat ride and she could take some pictures of the fall scenery to show Julia when we got back. I told her that was a cool idea and said, “Thanks for suggesting it.”
The boat we boarded was an IO about twenty feet in length. My foot kicked a dive tank as I was guided on by Kelly and a gentleman named Tom, who was waiting for us on the boat. He seemed to be wearing a wet suit and I jokingly asked if he’d been cleaning boat bottoms while waiting. Tom laughed and said, “Maybe later.”
So off we went cruising around what seemed to be a huge lake. I guess it was just after lunch when Kelly commented that I was perfect for this type of work because I didn’t know where I was and couldn’t be influenced by anything I might have ever heard on the TV, radio, internet, etc. It was at that point that I realized that she was right and one more thing. “I didn’t have my iPhone on me.”
Kelly noticed my realization when I reached in my jacket pocket for it and chuckled. “Don’t worry,” she said laughing at the look on my face. “Your wife has it.”
Apparently the two women worked out how to remove it from my person without me noticing while I was in the shower. “Crafty bitches,” I said and laughed it off with Tom and Kelly both laughing along.
It was then that I suddenly felt it. After hours of cruising the lake, slipping in and out of coves, I knew without a doubt that this was the part of the lake they wanted my impression of. Not only that but… “I knew why.”
It was Tom who saw my facial expressions change first, even though he was driving the boat. We had just entered a small cove with a rocky beach surrounded by trees. He quietly asked, “What’s up?” And I responded slowly.
“You’re working a missing person’s case.” It wasn’t a question, and they knew it. They said, “Yes.” This is the place you wanted my impression of. They both answered, “Yeah.” Well… “Someone died out here in the water and the body is weighted down at the bottom.”
They didn’t even throw anchor. Tom just slipped on the tank I had kicked earlier and other dive gear, going over the side of the boat with a slight splash.
As clear as the water in this lake was in general, you couldn’t see the bottom in some places, and this was one of those places. He surfaced about twenty minutes later preceded by a small yellow float he must have released while at the bottom to mark a location of interest.
Once he had surfaced Tom silently swam to the swim deck on the back of the boat and climbed aboard. He took off his gear before speaking and said to Kelly, “He’s down there.” They both looked at me and said, “Thank you.”
No one said much on the way back to the marina. And… Kelly was rather quiet as she drove me home. When she dropped me off just before dinner, she told me that I would know soon enough which case I had helped them close.
Kelly accompanied me into the house where Julia was waiting for me and, after exchanging a few pleasantries with my wife, handed me an envelope without explanation. Next thing I knew Kelly was pulling out of our driveway.
I wordlessly handed the envelope to Julia. She opened it and then slowly came over to the couch I had sat down on and lightly perched herself on my lap. “Honey,” she said, “It’s ten thousand dollars cash. What did you do for them?”
So, I told Julia about the lake and the boat ride. She didn’t seem surprised that they didn’t tell me much. She agreed with Kelly that we would all know what case was just closed very soon. This was fine by me because at that point, “I was feeling too wiped out to speculate.”
Julia took the money and put it in the safe. Then Julia ordered us some food from AG Pizza over on Newton Sparta Road. After we ate, we took a bath together and just spent the evening relaxing. Julia finally returned my phone to me after acquiring a promise that I wouldn’t check it for messages of any kind until tomorrow morning.
After we were done in the tub, Julia took my hand and walked me back into the bedroom. She made the most intense love to me and fell asleep in my arms afterward. It had to be a stressful day for her, too, so her passing out at a relatively early hour is quite understandable.