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Lucy wanted us to shower together, but I was expecting an important phone call. Sure enough, I was barely in and wet when my cell rang. Lucy answered after the second ringtone. "Hello."
"Um, I think I dialed the wrong number."
"No, you didn't, Daryl. This is Matt's phone. He's in the shower now, but I can hear that he's turned it off. I'm Lucy, Matt's fiancée."
"Wow! I can't believe it. You must really be something."
"Well, I don't know about that, but I do know that I love Matt terribly. He's probably the strongest man I've ever met and I don't mean just physically, although he's strong that way, too."
"Oh, he sure is. He's also the straightest arrow I ever met."
"Hold on, here's Matt." Lucy handed me the phone and took the towel to continue drying my body while I spoke with Daryl.
"I'm supposed to be appointed Tuesday night and they've agreed to give me authority to hire and fire. I'd like to hire you as my first lieutenant. That's more important than you realize because there's something rotten in Denmark."
"Okay, so you're not going to say anything with Lucy there. Congratulations on your engagement, you sly dog." I spent the next fifteen minutes explaining what was involved. I was pretty sure the city would match his $65,000 salary and give him decent benefits, plus I would arrange for him to live for free in the city's house. I needed Daryl more than ever after learning about Jeremy Haynes. He would be the one person I knew I could trust in the department.
Lucy looked at me for a second before asking, "What's wrong, Matt? Was it something to do with the bartender?"
"I don't want to talk about it with you, Lucy—not because I don't trust you, but because I want to protect you. You know so many people here in town that you might accidentally slip and say something to the wrong person. I don't know yet how desperate these people may become. I have to ask you to trust me. Please!"
"Okay, you're the expert; you know best." She tiptoed up to kiss me then shook her booty on the way to the shower. I put a large bowl of Dog Chow on the floor for Max, giving him permission to eat immediately while I rinsed his water dish and refilled it. He attacked his food as he did every night—as though he hadn't eaten in a month. I put him out and five minutes later he led me back into the bedroom.
Lucy was there waiting for me on the bed. She was wearing my favorite outfit—nothing, except for the sly smile on her face. I would have liked to brush my teeth, but I could see that Lucy was impatient. "I want to celebrate, Matt. It isn't every day I become officially engaged." She must have been really busy in the shower because I noticed that her pubic hair had been trimmed and shaved back from her thighs. She pulled me to her, taking a few seconds to reach to her left to pet Max. He leaned forward as far as he could to lick Lucy's cheek. I rubbed the back of my hand under his chin then pointed him to his bed. Like dogs have done for time immemorial, he walked in a circle three times before lying down to rest. He might sleep, but it would be the shallowest sleep imaginable. He would hear the slightest sound outside.
I covered Lucy's slight body with mine as she moved her legs apart to accommodate me. Instead, I rolled her onto her side so I was spooning behind her. Lifting her right leg over my hip opened her completely to me. Her cunt was oozing so I slid into her tightness relatively easily in spite of my length and girth. Lucy turned her head to kiss me while my left hand worried her nipples and my right rubbed, twisted, and pinched her clit. It wasn't long before she had her first explosive orgasm. I needed all of my strength to keep her body on the bed.
I had continued thrusting into her so I wasn't terribly surprised to find her shaking again as tremors emanated from her groin, running the length of her body. This time I was nearing my climax. All it took was a little control so we could reach our goal together. Her body was convulsing wildly when I erupted inside her. Our orgasms continued for more than ten seconds until we finally came to a sudden stop. We exhaled mightily as a signal that we were done for the night—well, for now anyway.
I had Lucy leaning her head on my chest with her right leg lying on my thigh when I spoke. "When your dad and I were talking he told me that he assumed I wasn't sleeping on the couch."
Lucy raised her head as she asked, "What did you say to him?"
"Basically, I told him it wasn't his business. Of course, I was a lot more tactful, but he got the message."
"Tell me about your friend."
"Daryl Evans is probably the finest law enforcement officer I've ever met. His arrest rate is second only to mine, but there are some areas where he's much better than me and he has a big advantage here."
"What's that?"
"He's black. I find it hard to believe that almost half of the population here is black, yet you don't have even a single black police officer. We'll need to recruit some and Daryl will give me credibility with the black community. All I have to do is get him appointed."
"Foolish boy; just leave that to me and my father. All I have to do is make a few phone calls and it will be done. I'm sure you understand that my father is the force behind the scenes. If he wants something, it happens. If he doesn't…."
"I think we need to go to sleep. Somebody keeps wearing me out. I love you, Lucy and I plan to tell you every single day." She cuddled into my body. We closed our eyes and we were gone.