Jones
My body felt drained as the last bit of my pleasure traveling through my veins.
Looking up, I can see the man's crotch, his hardness pressing against his jeans.
Knock knock knock
"Jones, are you in there????" Lyss voice calls out.
I don't answer- I don't want to be caught like this. Instead the man's answers, sorry not in this bathroom.
"S-S-Sorry!" Lyss runs off, surely embarrassed for knocking on a men's bathroom door.
The man unclasps his belt, his brother coming out.
My eyes widen in shock, "it's so big!"
The man chuckles, pressing himself against my lips, tapping them in request.
I open my mouth in response -
Ugnnnn!
The man enters my mouth, pumping hard and deep.
"I have to make it quick- it seems your people are looking for you." Groaning, he goes into overdrive, pumping in and out my of mouth quick and hard, a stifled moan siginifying his release. He holds my head still, finally finishing. With a plop, he pulls out.
Haahhh..
He gets up, grabbing a paper towels and wiping himself down and fixing his clothes. He reaches over, and does the same to me.
"I had a good time.. Jones" he says, leaving the bathroom and leaving me on the floor, drunk and weak with pleasure fatigue.
My eyes close, my body unable to fight the sleep.
****
Gen
Sitting on my bed, the white smoke from my cigarette circled through the hotel room. Looking down at the beautiful woman between my legs, my release coursed through me. Patting her head, I zipped up my pants, threw a few hundred bucks on the bed, and left. Her glare never left my back.
The air is cold and crisp. The walk around the block to the station only takes a couple minutes, the light to the precinct coming close as my steps quickened.
I opened the door, the lights to the lobby blinding me at first. I head to my desk, taking a seat.
Not long after, the front entrance doors burst open. A deputy walks in, with a youth on his shoulders, the youth unstable and almost falling on every step. Frustrated, the deputy throws the youth onto the bench, rubbing his shoulder and storming off.
The youth rolls over, falling off the bench and waking up with a, "oof!"
Our eyes lock, as I'm about to tell the youth to get it together,
"Gen!!" The youth yells out, stumbling towards me like a toddler, wrapping his arms around my waist, his body on the floor. I cant even get out of my chair.
"Gen, didn't you miss me? Remember you said I can come back when I'm ready and be like you? Im going to be a cop, and I'm going to take all the bad guys down" the youth giggled, clearly intoxicated into delusion.
I reached into his pocket, feeling around for a I.D
The youth grabbed my wrist, "hehe Gen I'm not sure if this is the right place for this.. you can use me if you want"
Throwing the youth off me, his wallet in my hand - I read his ID.
Maxim Jones
Gasp
I look over, recognizing the passed out youth in the middle of the floor.
So you've come back, and healed.
With a smile on my lips, I dialed emergency number in his wallet.
His mom can come get him.
****
Jones
Ahhhh my head..
Opening just one eye, I see the familiar ceiling of my room. Covering my face with my pillow, I snuggle into my bed, trying to fall back asleep.
But images keep creeping into my mind, a slutty one night stand echoing in his brain, the panting breaths of pleasure rhyming through his mind, becoming a stuck melody.
Ahhhhh!!! Grabbing my hot face, screeching my embarrassment into my pillow.
Reaching over, I grab my phone. After turning it on, my phone wouldn't stop pinging. Every single one of my coworkers called me, my text messages dinging incessantly.
I call Lyss back first.
"Hello? Ah! Jones! Where are you? Are you okay??? They found…" her sobs made the rest of her words ineligible.
"Calm down Lyss, what's wrong??"
Sniff.. sob.. "they found Roesa's body. She was killed" sniff sob..
Lyss' sobs came through the phone, my words stuck in my throat.
How? Why????
***
Gen
"27 year old female, Roesa Calbesa. Cause of death.. strangling."