"You work for Hampton? You going to call the police?"
"No. I was there to rob him too."
"What!"
Sam stopped, took him by the arm and pushed him against the railing.
"Let's form a partnership, Sam. I could help you."
"Why should I cut you in? If you report me, how will you explain your presence?"
"I want to help you. I have contacts, I could move that jewelry quickly and turn into cash."
"For a percentage of course. How much?" Sam asked.
"Forty percent?" Jack was aiming high.
"Twenty-five."
"Is Gigi in on this?" Jack enquired.
"No, she knows nothing about it," Sam said sighing.
"Where is the jewelry now?" Jack asked.
"It is safe, I can get it in the morning."
There is a frosty exterior that glossed over Sam. Her body language had completely changed as she stood arms folded without uttering a word.
"Where were you when you saw me?" Sam said looking for an explanation.
"In the wardrobe."
"So, you saw me naked and watched me get dressed?"
"Um, yes."
"Attempted thief and pervert, Jack. If Jack is your real name. So, when you were kissing me, you were just doing that to get close? "
"Jack is my real name. And no, I kissed you because I like you, Sam. Honestly. Sorry let me make it up to you."
Sam's frosty exterior melted slightly.
"Let's go back to yours, Jack. I want to see where you live."
Jack's apartment was nicely furnished, the spoils of crime had paid off. Jack was busting for the toilet. After he had relieved himself, he went to the kitchen to get some wine. He noticed Sam on her mobile in the lounge. He tried to hear her, but she was too far away and talking quietly.
As he walked through, she hung up. They then sat on the sofa in silence for what seemed like forever. Sam then started walking round the room, looking at books, pictures, and ornaments. As they talked Jack thought she might be slowly coming round to liking him again. He moved in to kiss her. Just as their lips almost met there was a bang at the door.
"Who the fuck is that?"
Jack opened the door to see a medium height blonde haired lady in a short cream dress with amazing calves standing in the doorway holding a case.
"Goodnight, was it?" she said as she walked in.
"Who are you?" Jack asked.
"This is Jacqueline. My partner," Sam said.
"Don't I know you? Didn't you buy a Mercedes from us last year?" Jacqueline said smiling.
Jack sighed and didn't confirm or deny.
Sam had given the jewelry to Jacqueline on her way-out. Then explained on the phone what had happened.
Jacqueline reluctantly agreed to Jack's involvement. He made a call and arranged to meet a fence the next day. The three of them spent the night awake their eyes not moving from the steel case. Although Jack's did occasionally drift over to Jacqueline and Sam's legs.
Jack and Sam head off to meet Jack's contact. Going via Hampton's house, so Sam could get changed. She was supposed to be house-sitting.
Jacqueline was skeptical but agreed to wait in Jack's flat while they went off to sell the jewelry.
They had only been gone a few minutes when the door opened, and Johnny came in with his spare key.
"Wow, man. Where did you go last night? That Gigi was amazing. I can still smell her on my fingers."
"That's lovely," Jacqueline said immerging from the kitchen.
"Who are you? Where's Jack?"
"He's popped out. Who are you?"
A stunned Johnny immediately called Jack, who told him what is happening and to stay with Jacqueline. Jack said he would see him all right.
Jacqueline and Johnny bonded over a cup of tea in the kitchen. Johnny knew the buyer Jack used; he was at least an hour's drive away. He found Jacqueline very attractive. That tight dress, great cleavage, sexy bare legs, high heel cream sandals and cute orange toenails. He wondered what her underwear was like.
Jacqueline felt starved of sex, Randy had been away over a week. She was used to being satisfied almost daily by his cock. She of course had got herself off with a vibrator but wasn't the same.
In front of her this young, handsome man. She could see him looking her up and down. She imagined him taking her.
"Like what you see Johnny?"
"You are very attractive, Jacqueline."
Jacqueline walked over to him and took his hand. She sucked his fingers.
"You are right, I can still taste Gigi's pussy on you."
Johnny gulped.
"I think mine tastes sweeter," she said.
"Really?"
He stroked her thigh, then slowly moved round, and put his hand between her legs. He felt the silk of her panties. Jacqueline responded to his touch, her breathing deepened. Johnny slowly moved her thong down her legs. He glided his fingers over her pussy, feeling her pubic hair. He slipped a finger between her lips, they oozed as he prized them further open. He inserted two fingers inside her warm, wet hole. She seemed to dribble immediately. He rubbed her clit as she moaned in his ear.
He took out his wet fingers and tasted her, she was right she did taste sweeter.
Johnny moved in to kiss her, Jacqueline put her finger up and touches his lips to stop him. She sat on the kitchen counter and pointed her finger down.
"I think you should eat what's on the counter."
Jacqueline's legs were apart. Her wet pussy looked magical. Johnny started kissing her thighs and running his tongue over her snatch. She held his head between her legs. There is nowhere for him to go. She felt his tongue slip into her. Her pussy soon became wetter as Johnny pleasured her hole.
He unzipped her dress and pulled it down. Her tits were amazing, he cupped them and pulled them out of her bra. Jacqueline undid his jeans and pulled out his cock and fumbled it inside her.
Jack and Sam arrived back to fine Johnny and Jacqueline sitting as if nothing had happened. Sam is dressed in a white top and jeans with wedges on her feet.
"I hope you guys weren't too bored while we were away?" Jack said.
"We kept ourselves busy," Jacqueline replied.
They divided up the cash pot, Jack got about £125,000, while the girls got just over £185,000 each. Way more than any of them expected.
"Well, I will be off now," Jacqueline said as she departed.
"Would you like my number?" Johnny asked grinning.
"Thanks, Johnny. But best not."
As Jacqueline exited Sam and Jack look at each other wondering what happened while they were out.
Jack looked out the window and watched Jacqueline walk towards a man leaning against a Range Rover. It was Randy Hampton.
"Hampton's in on it!"
Jack looked back at Sam to see her smiling.
Hampton wanted to divorce his wife, Blake. But she was going to take him to the cleaners. So, he decided to get some compensation by way of getting the girls to stage a robbery while he was on holiday. Blake would lose her jewelry; Hampton could claim on the insurance plus keep a part of what was stolen via Jacqueline.
Jack gave some money to Johnny who went on his way.
Jack started laughing thinking about the situation. Sam pulled him into the bedroom, still holding her bag of money. The room is modern and neat, exactly how Sam imagined it.
She kicked off her wedges and sat on the bed. Sam was delirious, she through fifties in the air and fell back into them on Jack's sheets. Jack gets on top of her, and they frantically kiss rolling around in the money.
Sam undid his jeans, his hard cock pushed through. She took it in her mouth and wrapped her tongue round it. She could feel him hitting her tonsils. He spun her body round and undid her jeans, pulling them and her panties down her legs, he returned the favor.
Jack's cock was hard and wet with saliva and pre-cum. He had been dreaming about this moment. Sam took her jeans and underwear fully off. Jack went on top of her as she wrapped her legs round his waist. He slipped his cock inside her pussy.
Jack pulled his jeans off as he continued to grind Sam. She pushed him over and went on top. Jack held her naked body as he slid her up and down his penis. She watched him disappear inside her. Jack got close, Sam pulled away and they kissed. She wanted to fuck harder. She got on top again and pounded him until eventually she orgasmed, and Jack came.
Exhausted and having not slept all night Jack then fell asleep. He slept like a contented baby. When he woke up, he found Sam and all the money gone. He wasn't sure whether he was more upset about losing the money or that beautiful girl.
The insurance finally came through. The Police had tried to produce a culprit, but to no avail. They suspected Hampton might have been involved, but nothing could be proved, and no jewelry could be found. The fact that Jack had broken in helped, as they saw the signs where he went in through the window and disabled the alarm. But Jack was a pro and hadn't left any evidence which implicated him.
Sam laid on a beach in Greece. The new Mrs. Jacqueline Hampton handed her a Margarita and sat down next to her. The sun bounced off their hot oiled bodies.
Randy emerged from the sea and came over to them. He had sold the car dealership and started up a restaurant with Jacqueline. Sam was staying with them for the week before she continued her travels across Europe.
Sam had put her money in an offshore account and was enjoying life. She hadn't tried to cover her tracks; she didn't need to. The Police didn't suspect her. Hampton had seen to that, as she stole the jewelry for him.
Sam often thought about Jack and hoped he would turn up one day. She smiled at the thought of seeing him again.