The Exterminators, A Love Story

"Jared, I'm sorry. I have to go."

He asked, "When can I see you again.

I said, "I don't know, I'll call you. Bye Jared."

I got in the car with Johnny and started back to the house. I know Johnny could smell the sex on me. I was full of Jared's cum and I felt it leaking into my panties and covering my labia. I ran into the house into my bathroom and cleaned myself the best I could. Between David and Jared, my pussy was a mess., puffy and engorged.

I looked down and saw David's boxers in the floor from that first night together. I remembered how sensuous and loving our love making was, not like this evening where, me a filthy rich social butterfly got fucked in the back seat of a fucking car. "

"Again, what's the the matter with me?"

I went to David's room and found his things were gone. I saw a note on the nightstand. I picked it up and immediately broke down as I started reading.

"My Dearest Susan,

"I have been reassigned. I let my emotions and feelings get the best of me and never should have let that interfere with my job. I knew all along that you were way out of my league. I actually fell in love with you. I thought you loved me until tonight. Jared must have been pretty special to for you to fuck him bare. You said I was the first to leave sperm inside you, I guess that's probably not accurate. I looked into Jared and your history and learned you were supposed to have married him. Of course two rich society families joining hands."

I have moved on to another job far away. I'm very good at not being found so please don't try to contact me. Greg, Johnny and Jack will continue to provide your security and keep you safe."

"I really did fall In love with you."

"Always, David."

I cried and cried. I said to myself, "David, It was nothing. I had some drinks. I didn't go there to have sex with Jared. It just happened."

Then I thought do you know how stupid you sound. Your supposed to be really smart but your not. Yeah you went there to have sex. Shit, Woman he came in you twice and you didn't say a word. You came like a banshee and you didn't say a word. Don't say it was nothing.

I called Johnny. "Johnny, where's David?"

He said, "He's out of the country, Ms, Graves. He's not coming back. He has another assignment."

Johnny told me David's story, "Ms. Graves, you broke his heart. Shame on you. There's not a better man than the Colonel. Ms. Graves, Colonel Stanton is a true hero, Silver Star, Bronze Star, DSC and yes he's a Medal of Honor recipient. That man saved a lot of asses in the Sandbox. He has the scars to back it up. He did a lot of things that would earn medals for most soldiers but since we worked independently, we weren't eligible for most of them."

"After he saw you with your "date" yesterday, he knew you weren't serious about him, just another notch for your bed post. He decided it was better for him to move on and let you have the life you obviously want. He loved you enough to let you go so you could be happy. Just leave him be, he will get over you eventually."

The tears flowed non stop for two days. I couldn't even go to work.

Then, when I thought it couldn't get worse, I threw up one morning four weeks later. I then realized, I had missed two periods.

"Oh Fuck, I'm pregnant. It has to be David's or does it? Could it be Jared's? I don't know, I fucked both of them within a few days of each other."

I went to my OB/GYN and confirmed I was indeed about eight weeks along. I'm going to be a mother...unbelievable.

As my pregnancy progressed, Johnny and the team as well as my staff saw my baby bump and eventually my baby engorged belly. I got congratulations all around but no one addressed the elephant in the room. "Whose the daddy?" My parents were pissed but I just told them I didn't know. They were aware of my lifestyle, tolerated it and now they were going to be grandparents.

My mom asked, " Do you at least love him."

I said, "Yes, Mom, I do, but stupidly couldn't hang onto him."

They got a smile on their faces when they thought it might be Jared's baby.

Strangely, the threats from Rothschild had stopped and I was breathing easier. I had not heard a word from David and nobody would tell me anything except that he was ok and moving on with his life.

Nine months later, I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. There was no doubt. He was David's son. Definitely a Stanton. The same blondish hair and pale blue eyes. I tried to get Greg and Johnny to contact him but said they had tried with no luck. They had quit the firm and worked for me as heads of my company security team now. I loved them like brothers.

Chapter 5

Almost three years have passed.and my two and a half year old son has the best mother I can be. I wish his dad was here. David Stanton, Jr, father and Susan Denise Graves, mother. Thats what the birth certificate says. He stays with a nanny while I'm at work. I'm now what is considered a 37 year old MILF. I have no boyfriends. No man has been inside me in three years, since my mistake with Jared. There's only one man for me. I know that now. I wish I had been mature enough to realize it when it mattered.

I drove into work one morning and stopped at a red light. A car pulled up next to me. The passenger jumped out, opened my car door and pulled me out. I broke free and tried to run in my heels. I heard a bang and I collapsed with a searing burning pain in my lower right leg. I fell, looked at my leg and saw I was bleeding profusely from a hole in my lower leg. The impact had knocked my shoe off. The guy had shot me.

"Jesus, I've been shot." I tried to get up but fell again.

I did manage to get up and hop away but fell again. The big guy caught up to me and stomped hard on my left ankle. I screamed in pain as I heard and felt the bones snap in my ankle and foot. I gave up.

He said, "Now, you won't be running anywhere for awhile."

They picked me up and threw me in the back seat of their car and blindfolded me. I was in such pain that I didn't care what they did to me now. I've got a bullet in my right leg and a broken left ankle. I'm not going anywhere for a awhile. I begged them to give me something to stop the bleeding from my leg. I did my best to apply pressure to the wound.

I heard one of them say, "The boss wants the bitch alive."

They drove me to an unknown location and drove inside a building.

I screamed in pain when they dragged me out of the car by my broken foot. They threw me on the bed in a small room, took the blindfold off and closed the door. I was in severe pain, near passing out. I looked at my left ankle. It was severely swollen with an obvious deformity and turning blue. No doubt it was badly broken. My right leg was still oozing blood but it didn't look like I was going to bleed to death. No exit wound. The bullet was still in me. I begged them to give me something for pain. No response.

One of them later came in with a syringe and jabbed it in my arm. He said it was Dilaudid and would help. It did and I dozed off.

Someone had seen the abduction and called it in.

Johnny arrived with a lot of cops. Susan's car had rolled to a stop against the curb. Her purse was still in it. Her shoes were on the sidewalk with the right one covered in blood. There was blood smeared on the sidewalk. The cops found one 9mm casing indicating only one shot had been fired. I wonder where she was hit. With the amount of blood on the shoe, it could be a lower extremity wound.

It was time to get David involved. He had not seen Susan in three years. If anyone could find her, it would be him. He still worked for the firm and was in Brussels, terrorist hunting with Jan.

Johnny called me and said, "Colonel, you need to get back here pronto. Susan has been abducted and apparently shot in the process. We don't know her condition."

He said, "I'm on my way. I'm bringing Jan too."

Jan, the psychopath. Jesus, she sends chills up my spine and makes the hair on my neck stand up but she adores David. Ever heard of someone too good at their job and love every second of it. That's Jan.

David called me in flight and told me to start locating Rothschild. He's sure, he's behind this. He just laid low for a few years until the heat was off then completed his mission to destroy Susan.

Susan

I awoke slowly. I had been dreaming. David was with me and we were making love. I was still in pain. I looked at my legs. My stockings were gone. The gunshot wound was bandaged but I could see where blood soaked through it. My ankle was in some kind of makeshift splint and immobilized.

Best I could tell, I hadn't been raped yet. I knew by whatever means I left here, it wouldn't be walking. I must still be drugged and looked at my red polished toes. They were a little worse for wear. My right foot and toes were covered in dry blood. I yelled for some water. The door opened and guess who, none other than Rothschild himself. He handed me a bottle of water and squeezed my ankle causing me to nearly pass out in pain.

Rothschild said, "Well, Bitch, your time has come. I've waited a long time for this."

I said, "You miserable Mother Fucker, go ahead and kill me. If you get close enough I'll scratch your fucking eyes out."

He said, "Wheres your boyfriend? I got plans for him too. He killed six of my men."

Damn, I knew of the two with me, but David must have been busy when he wasn't with me.

I defiantly said, "I guess you assholes didn't get the memo. He doesn't want me anymore but if you fuck with him, there won't be one of you turds left breathing."

He squeezed my broken ankle harder and I screamed in pain.

He said, "That looks really painful. I hear tell a broken ankle is one of the most painful injuries. So many little bones in there."

He squeezed it harder. That was the last thing I remember before passing out.

Chapter 6

DAVID

My heart stopped when Johnny told me what happened with Susan. I wondered how bad she was hurt. Was she even alive? When Jan and I landed, I immediately fired up my computer and pulled up my tracking app. Unknown to anyone but me, I had placed tracking devices in the three watches she wears everyday just for this reason.

Thank God, she's wearing one of the watches. I saw the pinpoint on the map. I called Johnny.

"Johnny, assemble our medical group for immediate deployment. I have her location."

Johnny, Greg, Jan and I geared up and surveilled the area. The location was an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. I observed about ten to twelve bad guys outside with automatic weapons. Don't know how many inside. There was also a limo parked at the location. With any luck, Rothschild was there. We decided to take out the outside group in three phases. All four of us positioned ourselves for a shot at individual targets. We would fire simultaneously, hopefully dropping them quickly with little fanfare.

We aimed our silenced rifles and I counted to three. We fired and four bad guys fell. We reacquired targets and fired. Four more fell. The other three were looking for something to shoot at trying to take cover.

Jan had left us and had crept down near the other three. She attached her silencer to her Sig P239. She walked up behind the first one and fired a round behind his ear. He never knew what hit him. The guy next to him saw him fall and raised his gun toward Jan. Her round hit him between the eyes before he got his weapon raised.

The third guy came up behind her and told her to drop her gun. It was so fast he couldn't react. He turned and the stiletto went through his eye into his brain. Jan took his gun and was holding it before he hit the ground. She pulled her knife out of his head and wiped the brain matter off of it on his shirt. What a woman...damn!

I got close enough to look through a window. I didn't see Susan but I saw four bad guys and a fifth guy in a suit which I figured was Rothschild. I told Jan not to kill Rothschild yet. She just frowned and nodded.

The plan was to just take them by surprise. Jan was going to walk in and say something to them to draw their attention and we take them out from different positions but needing to always be the star, Jan decided to add some drama.

She strolled into the building and said, "Hey guys, there ten or eleven dead guys out here. They belong to one of you assholes."

They turned toward her and she fired four rounds, two each into the bad guys, I dropped one from the window and Greg nailed the other one. Rothschild reached for his weapon and Jan expertly threw her knife which pierced through Rothschilds hand through and through, before he could get to it. When I walked in, Jan had her Sig at his temple.

I said, "Thank you, Jan, for not killing him."

She said, "I want my knife back though."

I said, "No problem." I walked over to him where he was holding his hand with the knife through it. I jerked the knife out of his hand and he screamed.

I heard a weak "HELP." I looked toward a door and rushed to it. I entered and there she was, weak, broken, dehydrated but alive. I called the Med team in. They came in an unmarked ambulance. Susan looked at me like I was a ghost. She was drugged obviously.

She said "David, Oh My God! David!"

I went to her and put my arms around her and she held onto me and wouldn't let go.

I said, "Ok, Sweetheart, let my guys check you over."

My team doctor examined her. He said, "Looks like a bullet wound to the right leg, no exit, bullet is still in the leg. I need an X-ray and surgical team."

He looked at her ankle. He said, "Bad fracture, Colonel, probably involves some bones in her foot too. Put the Orthopedic team on stand by. He said, Colonel, she will need surgery on the right leg and left ankle."

I said, "Let's get her to our facility."

She begged me, "David don't leave me...PLEASE! Don't leave me. So much I have to tell you." As the Doc's injection put her in la-la land. She weakly said, "I love you, David."

They put her in the helicopter and got her ready for flight.

Back to business. I walked over to Rothschild. "Well Asshole, you really fucked up this time. I told you what would happen if you harmed her, you didn't listen."

I nodded to Jan, she walked over to the door and escorted four Middle Eastern looking men into the room. When Rothschild saw them, he shit himself.

Johnny said, "What The Fuck, is that smell?"

I said, "I think the Asshole has soiled his panties."

Rothschild said, "You can't do this. You have to give me to the police"

I said, "I don't have to do anything but pay taxes and die. You, on the other hand, have several things you have to do. One of which is endure the same pain that you inflicted on Dr. Graves."

Jan walked over and nonchalantly shot him in the leg. He screamed in pain and grabbed for it with his knifed hand which brought another scream. Then she shot him in the other leg. His screams were twice as loud.

"Oh, did I not mention, you were going to get twice the pain? I'm so sorry."

I pushed his chair over on the floor and stomped his right ankle three times. I heard bones breaking. Then, I did the same thing to the other ankle. Jan walked up to him and put a round through his good hand which brought more screaming.

He screamed, "Who are you!"

I got down in his face and said, "I'm a very bad man who hates Mother Fuckers like you."

I motioned to the four Arabs. They dragged him off.

Rothschild was never heard from again.

I handed my gear to Johnny and told him I needed to go to Susan.

Johnny said, "Colonel, the helicopter is waiting for you."

I walked out and our Medi-Vac helicopter was still on the ground.

I asked "Why aren't you in the air."

The Doc said, "She won't let us go without you."

I climbed in, took her hand and said, "Let's go." She was just staring at me.

She said, "David...David."

I said, "I'm here, Beautiful. Let's go fix you up. Your nightmare is over."

She said, "Is it David?" "Promise?"

"Yes Baby, it's over. Close your eyes, Baby. Rest."

They were giving her IV fluids.

The Doc said, "The bullet wound will heal soon as we get the bullet out. Take a little time. The ankle will most likely take about three months once we put it back together and will probably always give her some trouble. Looks like a lot of damage. We'll do our best for her Colonel."

I said "Please do, Doc."

I kissed her and she smiled. We took her to a secret medical facility where only the most important people are discretely treated. She would be here for about a week while they fixed her ankle and foot, then wrestle with any infection, etc...

The bullet was removed and had chipped both bones in her leg but should not cause anymore problems. Her ankle and foot had numerous screws, plates and pins in it. No weight bearing for two months and then a walking boot if everything looked good.

I was waiting when she came out of surgery. Her right leg was bandaged and her left ankle was splinted with a bandaged wrap with just her toes protruding out, propped up on pillows. It would be a week or so before her ankle could handle a cast. I was holding her hand when she started waking up. She smiled sleepily at me.

"So much I need to say, David. I'm soooooooo sorry for hurting you. David, come back to me. You have to."

I said, "Oh? Why should I have too. Far as I know, Susan, you are Mrs. Jared Smith. Do we need to call him?"

"No, David, I did not marry Jared or anyone.else. There is only one man for me. We have to raise our son together."

I said. "What? Son? I have a son?"

"Yes, Honey, you knocked me up before you went away. David Stanton Jr. is almost three years old."

I said "No chance, he's Smith's. How do I know he's mine. You were fucking both of us."

That had to sting a little but I still hurt.

She said, "None! He's you made over and the second love of my life. The first love of my life put him in my belly three years ago. David, go get him and bring him to me. Please. I've been away from him too long."

I said "I'll leave soon as I talk to the doctor."

She said "Doctor, Schmoctor, Go get our son, Colonel David Stanton, Sr. Go get your son...now!"

I went to the mansion and rang the doorbell. The nanny opened the door and I started to identify myself when she stopped me in mid sentence smiling.

She said, "There's no doubt who you are, Sir. Is Dr. Graves ok?"

"She's injured but ok? She's having to have some surgery on her ankle but she will be ok."

"Mr. Stanton, can I tell you something? Dr. Graves worships the ground you walk on. She made a mistake with the ex boyfriend. She knows that. She has not so much as gone on a date in three years. She's been waiting for you to come back to her. Mr. Stanton, take her, love her and be her everything because you are to her. Junior is the spitting image of you."

She brought him out and I knew right away that he was my flesh and blood. I fell in love with him immediately.

I said, "David, I'm your daddy. I'm going to take you to see Mommy."

He said, "Oh Boy, Mommy Mommy!"

I walked into her room with him, she was resting with her eyes closed. She looked so fragile. She is a Goddess. I motioned to Little David to be very quiet. He got close to her bed and took her hand. Her eyes opened and she smiled from ear to ear.

She said, "I finally have both my men. My life is complete."

Little David said, "Mommy, Mommy, Daddy's here!"

Then I said, "No Dr. Graves, we are not complete. I want to make OUR lives complete."

I kneeled down beside her bed, holding her hand and said, "Susan Denise Graves, would you be my wife til death do us part. Please be mine for life."

I opened the three carat ring and placed it on her finger.

She was just staring at me and said, "Oh My God, David, those words are so sweet to my ears. Yes Baby. Oh Yes!"