Life after the Lottery Ch. 57

"Bill, why don't you bring all this up with Lucy. You two talk about it, then call us, and we will make a date for a cookout," I told him.

"You two do that, then let us know," Dawn said and turned and walked back and sat down in the chair.

Bill watched her as she slipped her shorts back on then picked up the new T-shirt and worked it over her tits. Dawn stood and walked back to Bill.

"Bill, if you need anything explained to Lucy, let me know, and I will talk to her," Dawn told him.

"Bill, Dawn and I would enjoy having you two at the house. Why don't you and Lucy talk? When you come for the cookout, you can ask all the questions you may have. After that, we can have some fun. No one would ever find out."

"I don't know," Bill said.

"I think once you see that there is nothing to worry about, we could have some fun on a regular basis. You two may even enjoy meeting some of our friends at the house for a weekend," I said.

Bill stood and worked at getting his still hard cock back into his pants, then zipping them up and buckling his belt,

"Well, it is something to think about," he said.

"It is a lot to think about," Dawn said as she rubbed his cock again.

"I guess you're right."

"Bill, you have my number if you need to ask me anything," I said and stood up.

"I do. I may be calling you."

"We look forward to it," I said.

Bill walked to his door and unlocked it opened it. Dawn and I walked out of his office and outside and got in the SUV.

"You are fucking terrible!" I said to Dawn.

She started laughing loudly, then I started. After a few minutes, I started the SUV and pulled out of the parking lot.

"That was pretty fucking hot, honey," I said.

"You didn't mind?"

"Of course not. I like watching you have fun. What were you going to do if he had agreed to fuck you?"

"I would have let him. Do you think he will talk to his wife?"

"Dawn, he wants to fuck you so bad now, I'm sure he will."

"You think so?"

"Honey, you are so fucking hot, any man that thought he had a chance would find a way," I said.

"Thank you, honey!"

"Why don't you call Bill at the office when you get a chance and follow up. I;m sure you could find a way to encourage him to talk to his wife."

Dawn leaned over the console and started rubbing my cock as I drove. The Sheriff's office was up the interstate from the house. By the time we were pulling onto the interstate Dawn had my pants open and was stroking my cock. She was horny and so was I. I drove for about 10 minutes then pulled off the interstate to drive to a park we visited. I drove a few more minutes then pulled into the park. It was late in the day and very hot, so there were only a few cars in the large parking lot. I drove to the far end away from everything under some trees.

I opened my door and got out and walked around to her door and opened. She swung her legs out of the seat, and I grabbed the snap on her shorts and unsnapped them then jerked them off her legs. I slid my hand up and slipped several fingers into her dripping pussy.

"Fuck me," Dawn said.

I leaned into the SUV and Dawn wrapped her legs around me, and I wrapped my arms around her and lifted her out of the seat. She reached down and found my cock and got it started in her pussy then worked her way all the way down.

"Fuck me!" Dawn exclaimed.

I held her and moved and shoved her against the back door.

"Ah, fuck me! Now!"

I held Dawn in my arms and started jamming my cock into her as I bounced her off the Escalade.

"Yes!!"

It was hot as hell outside, but we kept fucking. Dawn was extremely horny from her little show, and I was horny from watching her. I kept driving my cock into her as she groaned.

"Oh, yes! Fuck me, honey! I know you wanted to watch him fuck me!" Dawn screamed.

The two of us were grunting as I kept thrusting into my hot and crazy wife while we kept going for a long time. We were both sweating soon as we worked at getting each other off.

"Ahhh!! Yes!! James, fuck me!!"

I was bouncing Dawn off the side of the Escalade hard.

"You are a tramp!" I yelled.

"You wanted him to fuck me! I know you did!"

"I wanted to watch him lay you back on his desk and drive his cock into you!!"

"I tried! Ahhhh!"

"You like me watching you do things like that, don't you?!"

"Yes!! I want you to watch me do things like that!! You know you like watching!!" Dawn yelled.

I kept driving into Dawn as she moaned and screamed.

"Oh, fuck!! I'm coming, James!! Fuck me!!"

Dawn screamed and started coming hard. I kept driving my cock into her and began shooting cum into her.

"Ahhh!!" I screamed, and the two of us kept coming.

"Ahhhh! Yes! Oh, fuck!" Dawn said as we stopped. "I'm so hot. Let me down."

I released my hold on Dawn, and she stood. She grabbed the bottom of the T-shirt and pulled it off.

"Oh...damn," came from Dawn.

"Fuck, it's hot," I said as we stood in some shade in the parking lot.

"Get the car and turn the A/C on," Dawn said.

I held my pants up, and Dawn grabbed her clothes and climbed back in the Escalade. I walked around to the other side and put my pants back together and got in. Dawn had turned the A/C on wide open. I looked over at my naked wife.

"You are just a little bit crazy," I said.

Dawn smiled at me.

"Let's go," she said.

I put the SUV in reverse and then got us back on the road.

"I have to stop at the liquor store," I said.

"Fine," Dawn said she adjusted the vents, so the cold air blew on her naked body.

I drove down the road for a few minutes until I got to the liquor store. I pulled in the parking lot and stopped in front of the building.

"Are you coming with me?" I asked.

"No, just get what we need and let's go."

"Are you going to put any clothes on?" I asked.

"No, just hurry."

I shook my head and got out. There were only two other cars in the parking lot. I went into the store to pick up the champagne for the party.

"Hey, Dr. Smith. How are you doing?" The owner said from behind the counter.

"Hot."

"You look like it."

"I got a call that you had the champagne I ordered."

"I do, let me go and get it."

He walked off to the back room. A few minutes later, he came out with a box and set it on the counter.

"It must be a special occasion," he said.

"It's the two redheads' birthday."

"Having a big party?"

"No, just the four of us."

"You should enjoy this champagne. I got a shipment of that wine you and your wife like."

"I am running low, I'll get some."

He walked over to the wine racks with me, and we picked up six bottles and took them back to the counter.

"Where is your lovely wife?"

"Sitting in the SUV naked," I said and walked back over to the wine racks and picked up two more bottles.

"Let me get an empty box," he said and walked back to the back of the store and came back with an empty wine box.

We put all the wine in the empty box, and he rung all of it up. I paid for everything.

"Jerry, can you grab the wine box and I will get this one," I said.

We grabbed the boxes and went out the front door and walked to the Escalade. I opened the back door behind my seat sat the champagne in the seat and pushed it to the other side. I moved, and Jerry sat the other box down.

"Hello, Mrs. Smith," he said looking up, then he saw she was naked.

"Hi, Jerry," Dawn said as she turned to look.

"Oh...I hear you all are having a party this weekend?"

"We are."

"This expensive champagne will be nice," I heard Jerry say as he looked at Dawn.

"I'm sure it will be," Dawn said.

Jerry backed out and stood, and I closed the door, and Jerry walked to the store. I opened the door and got in.

"They had some of the wine we are running low on," I said as I looked at Dawn sitting there naked with the A/C making her nipples stick out.

"Good."

I laughed and backed out, and we drove home. Once we were there, Dawn grabbed the box of champagne.

"Are you going to tell them how much it cost?" Dawn asked.

"Hell yes! I had to have him order this."

"Is one bottle for me?"

"To drink?"

"James!"

It was about 4:00. I put the champagne in the cooler in the basement. I figured it would be safe there until Saturday. I went to my study to get the number of our insurance guy. There was a message on the answering machine. I listened to it, and it was the guy that handled our investments. I called our insurance agent and gave him the information so he could call the car dealer and set up the insurance.

The girls came in about 5:00 all excited about being in the surgery. They both talked to us about it while Dawn and I cooked dinner. John had been reconstructing a lady's jaw from a car wreck, and they were all excited. We had to finally slow them down while we were eating.

"I'm happy you two got to see something like that," Dawn said.

"Can you get us into more surgeries?" Sam asked.

"Once school starts, you both will be busy."

We finished eating, and the girls went upstairs. While Sam and Amy were upstairs, I told Dawn more about the conversation I had with Sam about the men's store.

"What does Linda think of the idea?" Dawn asked.

"She likes it since the guy in New York is willing to put up his money. He seemed to know what he was talking about. Once I get some information back from Linda's people, Sam and I will decide."

"I think it is a good idea."

"Sherri and Brenda will be here Wednesday while we are gone."

"How did their meeting with the architects go?"

"I think what the architects have already they like. They are making a few changes and meeting with them again Thursday. It looks like they will be able to start on the build-out soon."

"Good. How about the lady you want to run the limo business?" Dawn asked.

"I think she is going to work out. Linda likes her business plan."

"That's good because I don't want you spreading yourself too thin. I think you will have your hands full trying to teach and open the store."

"I also have to go re-qualify tomorrow. I forgot I was supposed to do that last week. When are you going to the school to get ready there?"

"As soon as I can. I need to interview some graduate assistants."

Sam and Amy came downstairs, and we all got a glass of wine. I told them about the idea for a men's store, and they liked it. We were talking to Amy and Sam and discussing the trip to their house Wednesday so we could get Sam's things from her school and her parent's house. Amy and Sam were still telling us we didn't need to go with them because there wasn't much stuff for Sam to bring back. Dawn and I insisted at least one of us should go.

"We can get everything if you let us take the Escalade," Amy told us.

"Amy, I think it is best if either James or I go with you two to meet your parents," Dawn told them.

"That is not really necessary; we don't really care what they think. I am an adult I can move out and do what I want to do!" Sam stated boldly.

"Sam, you are almost 19-years-old. Yes, you are an adult, but I think it is a good idea for us to come along," Dawn told them.

"Okay, no more arguing from you, I will get a van tomorrow, and we will all go," I told them.

"Really you two, you don't have to go," Amy pleaded.

"Amy, what is the real problem?" I asked because she was pleading.

"I just don't want you to see our parents the way they are; they will just cause trouble."

"Sam, how much stuff do you have at your friend's apartment, and your parent's house, that you need to bring back?" I asked.

"Clothes, some odds and ends, and my printer."

"Sam, you bring anything you want, you are moving here permanently and out of your parent's house and your friend's apartment," Dawn told her.

Sam looked up with the sudden realization that that was exactly what she was doing.

"I really don't have much, a few things from school and a few things from when I was a kid at home."

"I think you have more than will go in the Escalade. My plans still go. If you two want to take the van once we get there and go get your things without us going with you, that's okay. We will stay overnight and drive back on Thursday. Is that okay?" I asked.

"Okay, I guess," Sam said.

"Amy?"

"That will be okay."

"We would just be happier if you two were not alone, something might not go as planned," I told the two of them.

"Thanks," Amy replied.

"Amy, how old are your parents?" I asked.

"My dad is 49; my mother is 44."

We talked some more then we all went to bed. Amy and Sam had been quiet the rest of the night and were only interested in going to bed. Dawn and I went up later and were lying in bed.

"Have you looked into hiring someone to research everyone's genealogy?" Dawn asked.

"Not yet. I'll do some research next week."

"Find someone that knows what they are doing. I am going to be interested in what they find."

"I need to get all my information from my mom."

*****

When we were eating breakfast Tuesday morning, Amy and Sam had perked up, realizing just what was happening. We had gotten up early because I had to get ready to go to the range. Once I finished breakfast, I went to my study and got my belt holster and carry weapon and went back to the kitchen.

"Are you off to kill some paper targets?" Dawn said.

"Yes, Fred wouldn't let me put it off any longer."

"What are you going to do?" Sam asked.

"I have to re-qualify every few years to keep my carry permit with the AG's office. I forgot to go last week, so I have to go today?"

"What do you have to do?"

"I will be at the police range most of the day shooting targets along with the local city police officers."

"Can I come and watch?"

"I guess."

"I want to see what you have to do; you keep telling me you are going to teach me to shoot," Sam said.

"It might be loud and boring all day."

"That's okay."

"Okay. Go put some jeans on and a shirt."

Sam jumped up and ran up the stairs.

"Grab some sunscreen too!" I yelled after her.

"Will she be in the way?" Dawn asked.

"No, we will be shooting outside most of the day."

"When will you be home?" Dawn asked.

"After 2:00."

"Okay. Amy and I will be here cleaning up the house since Sherri and Brenda won't be here today."

"They will be here Wednesday while we are gone and will be at Linda's office Thursday."

"I want to get the house cleaned up before Linda comes Friday and we leave," Dawn said.

"Okay."

I went back to my study and grabbed my range bag and got Dawn's bag so Sam would have ear-protection and safety glasses. I walked out and opened the closet and grabbed my black windbreaker that had big yellow letters on the front and back that read "Law Enforcement" and slipped it on.

"I'm ready!" I heard Sam yell as she ran down the stairs.

"Here," I said as I handed her a ball cap. "We will see you two later."

Sam and I went out and got in the Escalade and headed to the other side of town to the Police range.

"What all do you have to do to qualify?" Sam asked as we drove.

"To keep my POST Certification, I have to prove I can shoot very well under different conditions."

"Like what?"

"Everyone has to shoot at targets from different distances with both hands while standing, moving, and taking cover. Things like that. Then we have to do a stress fire."

"What is a stress fire?"

"One of them is a firing line you have to walk down. Targets pop up, and you have to shoot them. The targets have a picture on them, and sometimes when the targets pop up, they have pictures of unarmed people on them. You hope you don't shoot one of them."

"What if you do?"

"You fail. If you pass that one, there is another one you have to do in a house with real people and paintball guns."

"And you have done this before?"

"Several times and got Dawn to do it once."

"Are you good at it, James?"

"I'll pass."

"Will everyone else?"

"No."

"Can you teach me to shoot like that?" Sam asked.

"Sam, something like this takes a lot of practice and time. Shooting under stress also takes the ability to stay focused and clear-headed."

"How long did it take you to learn to shoot like that?"

"I have been shooting since I was about 10-years-old."

"Can you teach me?"

"I can teach you to shoot fine; I don't know if I could teach you to pass the POST course."

"I would like to learn to shoot for self-defense."

"I can teach you that, but there are other ways to protect yourself without a gun."

We drove for a while until we came to the range on the outskirts of town. We arrived about 8:30. I got out and grabbed my gear. Sam followed into the main building. I went to the office and signed in.

"Dr. Smith!" I hear. I looked up, and a friend of mine from the city police department was walking toward me.

"Hey, Dan!" I said as he walked up and I shook his hand.

"I heard you would be here today. I haven't seen you in a few years," he said.

"Well, we have been busy after everything happened."

"I'm sure you have. Who is this lovely young lady?"

"Dan, this is Sam, she wanted to tag along and watch. Sam, this is Lieutenant Dan Davis. He is an old friend of mine."

"Hi, Sam."

"Hi, Mr. Davis."

"When are you going to help me teach the self-defense classes again?" Dan asked me.

"I haven't done that in several years."

"I wish you would start helping me again, I don't have anyone else I can work with like you," Dan said.

"I don't know. I have a lot of things in the works right now."

"It's just a weekend. I have one scheduled for the first weekend in October. Can I count on you being there?"

"Civilians?" I asked.

"Yes. It is the weekend class for the ladies."

"Let me look at my calendar, and I will give you a call."

"Have you stayed in shape?" He asked.

"Not like I was, but I need to get back to it."

"I hope you can help. Bring Dawn if she will come. I need a woman I can demonstrate with, and she is the only one I can do full speed with."

"I'll ask her if I can work it out."

"Do that. Are you going to pass today?" He teased me.

"You know better than that, Dan."

"I have to re-qualify today too."

"I figured you would be acting as range master as usual."

"Usually, but we all have to do this every few years," Dan said.

"You want to make a side bet?" I ask.

"No way! I know better than that...unless you are out of practice."

"I'm never out of practice," I told him.

"I'll keep my money then, James."

"I thought so."

"It will be all city guys today; don't show them up too bad."

"I'll try."

"I have to go and get my gear," Dan said. "Nice meeting you, Sam."

Dan walked off.

"Come with me," I told Sam.

I walked her through the building and out to the first range and sat her on the bleachers.

"This is Dawn's range bag." I opened it up and pulled out the ear protection. "Make sure you wear these while we are shooting. It can get loud with 30 people shooting at the same time. Put these shooting glasses on too. Stay seated while everyone is shooting. We will take a break every 30 minutes or so."

"Okay."

"There is a soda machine over there if you want to get something to drink. We will break for lunch about noon."

"James, what was he talking about with you helping with self-defense classes. Do you teach people to shoot?"

"No. He teaches a self-defense class for women several times a year."

"Cool! Do you help him?"

"Sometimes. I have to go and get ammunition and some other things. I will be back in a bit."

I left Sam sitting on the bleachers and went back in and signed out all the ammunition I would need for the morning. I ran into a few more detectives I hadn't seen in a while, and we talked. Just before 9:00 I walked back out to the range and took a station in front of Sam. She had drawn a crowd of several young officers as they stood around and talked to her. Dan was walking toward the group, so I walked over.