The phone was ringing, probably had been for a bit. I hated it when I had to stop short, but business is business. Reluctantly, I backed up, dick dripping and twitching. She took a deep breath, and reached over to the phone. I was pumping myself like a chump when she picked it up.
"Reilly Investigations" she said, her eyes gleaming. That little smirk was on her face. She knew that I was going wild inside, staring at her long, beautiful legs and that steamy hot pussy between them, closing like a mouth after a yawn, begging my cock to come back. Her smirk started to fade into a frown as she listened. She pulled her blouse back down and stood up. I sighed, and stuffed my dick, somehow, back in my pants. Its alright. I can wait for a good thing when I have to. "Okay, Mr. Tanner. I'll let him know." She said, and hung up. "Well Mike," she said, turning to light a cigarette, "looks like there are two leads. One here in town and one out in the sticks. That was the esteemed husband of the dame who was just in here. Says he had a buddy who might have seen her out of town. How you wanna play it?" she said. I sat down in my chair. Big mistake. I could see up her skirt when she sat on my desk.
"Nuts." I said, taking another slug of whiskey. "I want to snoop around here in town and get some info from people she ran around with. Grab some dough from the expense account and check out the other one." Pris rubbed her legs together, up and down. I had other things on my mind, like what Mrs Tanner's sister might look like. Priscilla hopped off the desk with a sigh, and I listened to her high heels click on the floor as she left the office.
It stunk. They didn't give a picture, only a description. 5'7, auburn hair, knockout body just like her sister. The tough guy she was with sounded like a real pansy. 6'5, 280 lbs of hard-bit ex-Marine with enough gristle in his face to make a warthog choke. This was going to be one of those cases where I'd crawl back to the office and lick my wounds. They always were when it involves a gorilla like that. The only question was how many people I'd get to shoot between now and then. A wicked grin split my face. I was warming up to the case already. |