The Dark Lady Ch. 11

Clemmie's voice was an evil hiss. "Milly, you are not done. I am sending him after you all night. You have a wonderful scream when you come. 'Screams in the night.' I like the sound of that."

I stopped working on Clemmie's bouncy tits and pulled Milly's lips to mine. Tears were flowing down her cheeks. "You guys are so bad..."

My lover was having happy time on her special cock, smiling at me and using her fingers between Milly's legs. She tossed the blond hair and laughed. "Another one! Would you believe it?"

She climbed down and hustled us into the shower for oil removal. Milly was a shaking mess, making small noises in her throat and clutching me tightly.

I returned from the kitchen with three beers and wedged myself between them against the headboard.

Milly had regained her composure. "No wonder the Parsons gang is such a force. You are all tied together with a mystical bond."

Clemmie had a long laugh. "Yes, bound together by a fabulous cock..."

Milly was across my lap, head down and shoulders shaking. I gently rubbed her neck as she mumbled, "It's more than sex, but I don't know what."

Clemmie turned out the light and three tired bodies slept.

The smell of fresh coffee woke me. There had been no screams in the night, but the woman with the scream was standing next to the bed in a long tee, smiling at me.

"I wasn't much good to you in the night."

From the doorway, Clemmie said, "She likes rough sex. Wants you to take her by surprise, without warning."

"She must be taking lessons from you. I suppose karate is next."

"Come in the kitchen, the eggs are ready."

On the counter was my little box. She pointed to it and asked, "That was in your pants. What is it?"

"It is a surprise and you are a bad girl for checking my pants."

We stared at each other. She had a half smile, "If it is what I think..."

I got her in a headlock and whispered, "You are not to think about that box. It will be opened at the picnic and you better not ruin the surprise."

My wife-to-be turned and cried into my shoulder, "Theo, I'm not sure I am ready for this..."

Milly took Clemmie's back and made a tight sandwich. She was teary too. "Clemmie, this is a very happy day. Have your cry and then think about what you are going to say this afternoon. You have to uphold the honor of all the Parsons women."

That set Clemmie off again. "Why me? why me?" Those other girls are better than I am."

Milly yanked the blond locks. "But you are getting the prize! Grab it fast or someone else will capture him!"

Clemmie got the message and leaned back, laughing. "Theo, even if there is a ring in that box, I am still going to beat your ass out on the running path every morning. You've got games to win."

I touched my lips to hers and whispered, "And I'm going to beat your ass every time you drop me with one of those kicks."

While the women cleaned up, I called Kim. "We need to talk. The others are on free time, but we need to figure out what to say tomorrow."

"Let's disappear to the office. I'll meet you there in an hour."

Clemmie leaned on me, one arm around Milly. "Do you need help?"

I slipped my hands up under Milly's shirt, tickling and pinching. "Why don't the two of you check in with Greg and the police. Find out if those two guys are in custody, and what has been discovered about their plans. Get our Parsons statement together."

Milly was wiggling, trying to get away from my molesting hands. "How can I work for you with constant harassment?"

"He is an occupational hazard, Milly. Anywhere else and we would have him for abuse. The Parsons women are suckers for his attacks."

She had me against the counter, her tongue finding mine. "Does he get to do me one more time before his freedom is lost?"

My motivation for the trip to the office was dying fast. My hands drew her sex hard against my erection, still hidden in the briefs. Clemmie had the tee shirt off in a flash. Naked Milly needed to fuck in the worst way. Before I could move, my briefs were on the floor and Clemmie was easing Milly onto my rigid cock.

"There you go, Milly. Stand up sex with Theo. A special breakfast treat."

Her cunt felt as nice as it had last night. I walked across the kitchen and pressed her to the wall.

"Do you always act slutty first thing in the morning?" I jammed hard and we rose up the wall together. Her moans were continuous, with little snatches of words. "Big nasty fucker. I've never had anyone like you in there."

Clemmie pushed her bare tits into my back and whispered, "She needs the back of the sofa."

I bent the shuddering body horizontal over the sofa and drove in hard. "Ahh, you are bad. So bad..."

It was a good morning fuck. I pounded with a solid rhythm. She was losing it and finally had another long, loud scream as she clenched and shook under my assault.

Clemmie was kissing my neck and telling Milly, "You are one fine fuck, reporter girl. After he leaves, we are going to have more fun together."

Driving to the office, I felt the doors closing on the old Parsons. The one owner art gallery. The fatherless boy growing up in the cocoon constructed for him by his mother.

Kim was standing in the break room, waiting for coffee to finish. I rushed over and threw her in the air. She came down into my arms and wandering hands, probing and pinching the woman who made me and loved me.

"Theo! Stop this. Why am I being attacked?"

I pulled her back to my chest and gripped the fine tits. "Remember that lunch? You are my lover, my mentor, my mother, my best friend and I am just reminding you of that!"

We fell onto the couch and she pulled hard on my hair. "You are my boy man. I can't stand to see you grow up so fast." She kissed me and added, "But I like the man and the hot, naughty sex he gives me."

I cradled her in my arms and we played gentle kissyface. "Things are changing for both of us, aren't they, Mom?"

"You are ready to give up your freedom for one woman?"

"Until yesterday, it was just a possibility. A distant possibility. But you and Erica took after me and everything fell into place. This morning, Clemmie had the box on the breakfast table, but hadn't opened it. I told her she was in deep doo doo if it wasn't a surprise this afternoon. Milly told her the same thing, and then she said that if Clemmie didn't take me, another woman would."

Kim's eyes were serious. "So she got the arrow pointed back at her. Our new friend Milly showed her love is a two-way street?"

"Yes, but I think we were already mostly there. So tight together that we know what the other is thinking most of the time."

"Consider yourself blessed if you can keep it that way."

My fingers pressed against the breast pushing out her blouse. "You are too young and too hot to give up looking for the right man..."

"You think I'm hot? We are supposed to be talking work, but you are thinking of something else?" Her hand moved mine between her legs.

"You remember that night not so long ago, when an eighteen year old cock drove into you? There were enough orgasms to get you a hottie award..."

"Yes, a hottie award. Who would have thought my own son could get me off in a minute after all that time?" She stood, "We have to work before we play. Besides, you have a woman to please who may not let you stray."

"Yes, mistress." I pinched her bottom and she swatted me.

An hour of serious work talk had us fixed on showing the staff a list of top ten priorities tomorrow morning. She said, "We could go through this exercise from the beginning, letting them do stickies on flipcharts, but this is such a close group, we can start with these and make sure it is the right list before assigning work."

I sat there, marveling at Kim, the team leader, not Kim, the boss in control at all times. A good omen.

We were back at Keeler at noon, to find Sarah and Laura in the kitchen, hard at work on giant bowls of salads, and a twenty pound box of pre-made hamburgers in the fridge.

"What about the bosses doing work?"

The twins grabbed me in their famous sandwich. "Change in plans. You forgot who the Keeler kitchen bosses are."

I hissed, "I'm going to strip you naked and..."

They laughed gaily, "Theo! Your threats don't work any more. We have your number. Go outside and work on setting up. Betsy can say 'Theo' and wants to see you."

The little one had her swimsuit on, with Phyllis close by. I scooped her up and nuzzled her with my scratchy beard. "Theo!" she howled in her best toddler screech. I gave her to mom and said I would get my own suit on and come back for water play.

Clemmie followed me to my room, kneed me in the crotch as she pushed me down on the bed, and said, "I have news."

"Why aren't you naked?"

"Behave. Remember, you are going to propose in front of the crowd and have to be humble." She pronounced it 'umble' and grinned from ear to ear.

We wrestled for a moment, and lay back after a hot kiss. "Greg says the FBI has broken the case wide open and the two hired guns have tagged the Argonaut people involved. The DA is looking for an indictment this week."

"What about the druggies?"

"Attempted murder for most of them. The one I got is only criminal assault because we took him down so quickly." She laughed, "Milly was standing naked in my kitchen talking to a network guy about me and I got down between her legs..."

"My god, you are terrible. Our newest employee and you've corrupted her already."

She climbed on top and plastered my lips with hers. Then pulled back, "The chief corrupter around here is a certain big, hard cock."

I pinned her down and said, "How are we going to keep a straight face this afternoon?"

"You remember when you had me lecture Carlos about getting mad at your dropping passes? I'm practicing that."

"I'm in big trouble. Are you going to accept your umble suitor?" My hands were under her shirt, tickling.

"I'm working on that. You know, in Victorian romances, the girls say no several times before they give in." Her eyes sparkled at me.

I kissed her under the ear and she sighed. "Theo, never in a million years did I think this would happen. I must be the luckiest girl in the world."

"Your boyfriend thinks you are the smartest, hardest working sexy woman he has ever met."

"Betsy needs you. Get out there before you make me cry again."

I had half an hour in the pool with the cutest little laughing girl at the party before Kim summoned me to man the bar. She had lectured the Hispanic males, who were overdressed, about swimming and directed them to a pile of suits in the laundry room. Carlos and Arturo and I high fived and exchanged gossip about taking down bad guys and surviving with no injuries on our side.

"Theo, we could hire out as bouncers, no?"

Angie stood next to Carlos and said, "Theo, this one is going to class and getting good grades. Otherwise, no football and no Angie. After Clemmie teaches me, I will be even better enforcer."

She laughed at Carlos' frown and leaned in with a quick kiss. Her bikini was sensational.

Arturo said, "Theo, my brother is falling under the spell, just like you."

After Kim took over bar duty, I wandered over to Maria and Angie's mom, who were standing together. "Angie is a real knockout in that suit."

"What suit? All I see is skin." Angie's mom laughed with us. "Maria and I would have been sent to the convent if we ever had that on when we were her age."

"Have you noticed what a straight line she keeps Carlos on? I think they make a good couple."

The two of them smiled and kissed me on the cheek. "Theo, we do too. Thank you for helping him."

"You should be proud. He is a natural leader. Did you see the way he took charge of security the other night? And he was right behind Clemmie landing on that guy."

I circulated among the laid back crowd, and at five o'clock, climbed up on the diving board.

"Folks, this is a special occasion that Kim and I will cherish for a long time. Thanks to your hard work, our new Gallery projects have been a tremendous success. And thanks to your courage, we survived an attack Friday night with no casualties. Every one of you, and your family members, is a star.

"But, before we go to dinner, I'd like to ask Clementine Williams to come up here for a moment."

She looked fantastic, with a colorful swim cover over her suit, blond hair flying. Even makeup. She slowly made her way through the crowd, eyes only for me, a half smile promising I didn't know what. I self consciously reached my hand to my pants. The bulge of the little box was there.

In a quick, effortless motion, she jumped to the board and stood next to me, her hip pressing on mine.

"I could speak for hours about the many ways in which Clemmie has been an important member of the Parsons team. Every assignment her miserable boss has ever given her has been carried out with skill and good timing. Her training program got me on the UA football team. Her sharp eyes found the diamond pipe out at the mine. Her people skills brought Anita Thompson into our mining operations and earned her the CEO job of that enterprise. Her bravery Friday night took down a potential murderer.

"But the most important skill Clemmie had demonstrated is dealing with her boss so well that he has fallen in love with her.

I got down on my knees on the board, trying not to fall off, and asked, "Will you marry me, dearest Clementine?" I opened the box in my hand to show the ring.

A great cheer went up, drowning out what she said. After the noise died down, she leaned over and said loudly, "Theo, you just sit there for a minute."

I looked out at the smiling crowd, trying my umble face on.

"Some of you," she said, "have been close observers of what Theo thinks of as romance. Well, you won't find his version in any novel. Every morning, at five minutes after eight, he wants to know why the mail hasn't been fully processed. Every morning at nine, after he has failed completely to survive karate practice with me, he threatens physical abuse. Every night, during training, he tries to steal a beer."

Her fingers were playing in my hair and most of the audience was laughing.

"Hold on," she said, "this is serious. After he gets over giving me impossible demands, he starts the compliments. This is always bad news, because he has thought up some incredible new project I am totally incapable of handling.

"As if that were not enough, he turns on his studly side without warning, and I am seeing stars..."

More cheers and laughs. This wasn't any engagement speech they had heard before.

"So you see, I don't have any choice. I have to marry this great guy. Sad to say, I can't live without him. So yes, Theo, I will marry you, and live happily ever after. I hope!"

We stood on the concrete in a clinch, hugging and crying. I slipped the amazing ring DR had made on her finger. All the women were pressing forward, anxious for a look, and I carefully backed away.

"Theo! You did it. If you are going to lose your freedom, that's the woman to do it with." DR's grizzled face was wide with a smile and a cackling laugh. The men surrounded me and we made our way to the bar. Eduardo handed me one of his special margaritas. "Theo, we still can't figure your technique about the beating, but you have the finest woman we know, and the best karate teacher!"

I toasted DR, "Gentlemen, this old codger of a geologist and goldsmith has made Clemmie an engagement ring for the ages. Hand worked gold with a fine row of matched diamonds. I am in your deep, deep debt, DR."

A nice cheer went up and DR almost blushed. Almost.

My bride-to-be made her way over and clutched my hand. "Was that ok, fiance?"

I whispered terrible threats in her ear. She smiled and whispered back, "I'm going to practice hard so you don't gain on me, karatewise."

I made sure Clemmie was the star of the dinner. This was her night. She insisted on helping with the dishes, and a hand descended on my neck while she was gone. "Theo, this is your principal talking. If I ever hear of any abuse with your woman, you will immediately be sent back to remedial reading class for special instruction."

Karen's lips caressed me from over my shoulder. Her soft voice whispered, "You seduced me, but I think she seduced you, football player."

I had her firmly in my lap when Clemmie returned and fell to her knees, burying her face in the famous boobs. Karen went on, hands pressing Clemmie to her chest, "You two are special. I hope you know how much the rest of us admire your smarts, your toughness, your love for each other."

That was a special wrap on the dinner as well. The two of us were congratulated and shooed out the door.

I said, "I think they had to get rid of us so they could party."

She stuck her tongue in my ear and said, "Poopers."

After a shower to rid us of chlorine and barbeque smell, we lay on her bed, holding hands and waving them in the air.

"How come you didn't tell me the fooling around we were doing was going to end up with a ring on my finger?"

"How come you kept scaring me with talk about babies?"

"You know, Theo, I think we are stuck with each other."

"The words going through my head are 'love, honor and obey.' "

Our lips sealed that promise as we went to sleep in each other's arms. Tomorrow would be a new day.