The Gray Man Ch. 07 - Allison

Gray put his head in his hands, "Okay, that explains the sick fuck, go on."

Gretchen smiled, "A little different than the last one. This is a kidnapping scenario. She goes to the house on Chesapeake Bay." Gretchen looked at her phone, "She is off on Friday and is going each Thursday for the next few weeks to get the place ready to open up in the Spring. She always stops for fuel and groceries at the same place. Abduction is up to you, they truly don't want to know so that it adds to the reality. Some role play negotiation about ransom he can't pay so he's forced to watch a face time of you fucking her."

Gretchen could watch Gray's shoulders tense, "First, the same routine week after week is fucking naive. Second, I went to war to protect people from guys that would do that, and they want to pay us huge money to act it out."

Gretchen laughed, "Oh it gets better. No pulling out, it's also a breeding fantasy."

Gray's green eyes flashed, "Okay, that's sick - kinda hot, but sick."

She put up her fourth finger, "Finally, Mika, recently divorced, visiting Professor of Economics. She's Japanese by birth, a department head at Va Tech. Doing an exchange program here for a semester after some stressors down south. Wants to be ravaged in her office to remember better times."

Gray chuckled, "My God, if men realized that women would pay this amount of money for a good fuck maybe they'd actually work on being better in bed."

Gretchen smiled, "Well, from what I have seen you are very good in bed which other men could learn - however genetics limit what others can do."

TJ looked at his cousin with feigned offense, "I am more than just a piece of meat."

Gretchen looked at his cock barely hidden under his silky ranger panties, "You have to admit, it is an amazing piece of meat though."

TJ shook his head, "Let's plan this out. Allison needs to happen first due to the calendar. Then your sorority sister or the professor, your choice. Finally the French reporter."

Gretchen nodded, "That sounds like a plan. It's getting late, I should get going."

Gray shook his head, "You should, straight back to the bedroom. You've had an entire bottle of wine plus half of another, you aren't driving home. I'll crash on the couch."

Gretchen walked over and kissed his cheek. "I'm not even going to argue. Night Teej."

TJ spent some time cleaning up the kitchen as he turned on a stream of the Red Wings who were playing in Calgary. The voices of Ken Daniels and Chris Osgood over top of the sounds of the puck on a stick and the skates on ice were just the calm that he needed at the moment. A good showing by the Wings further helped his mood.

As Gray was turning off the game, Gretchen came out of the bedroom, wearing her panties and the tank top he had mentioned earlier. He watched as she walked to the kitchen, her full breasts swaying in the dim lighting. The creamy curve of her tits playing peek a boo as she walked, her thick nipples pushing against the thin fabric. His cock was instantly hard.

He continued to watch as she took two Tylenol and started back to the bedroom. She turned and looked at him, his huge cock stretching his running shorts to the point she thought they would rip.

Gretchen paused, her eyes staring at his obvious erection. She wanted to touch it, to experience what she had watched him give to others - but he was her cousin. Slightly drunk and horny she slipped back into his room and closed the door.

She picked his musky smelling running gear and laid it next to her on the pillow as she slipped off her panties.

As always, there was no need for any extra lube, she'd been more than a little wet ever since she walked into Gray's room. She didn't need to fuck herself with her toy this time, Now, it was all in her mind. It didn't matter that she'd imagined TJ's cock as she was fitting it inside herself, now with her eyes closed and fingers pleasuring, she was imagining TJ, naked, slipping into his, his magnificent erection in perfect profile. In her mind she had heard his footsteps and moved to the door, on her knees, waiting for his monstrous cock to join her. She imagined TJ, standing now, nude and erect, his penis angry and purple, dying for the cool touch of her fingers and then the moist warmth of her mouth.

"Have you ever wondered what it would be like with a big cock?" Vi's voice sounded in her mind, repeating the question she had asked her over lunch when Gretchen had shown her TJ's profile.

"Yes," she had whispered, almost embarrassed by her own lust.

"Have you ever wanted to suck a big cock?" Violet's voice continued, teasing, prodding, in her mind.

"Yes," Gretchen remembered her voice almost being a moan as they shared lunch in the cafe.

"He's your cousin. Are you so much of a slut that you would want..." Vi had pushed her.

"YES!" she had interrupted Vi's question, setting the hook that her old sorority sister had wanted. She had just admitted to Violet, she definitely knew that she wanted to be fucked by a big cock, it was nearly her sole masturbation fantasy for years. Whether TJ was her cousin or not, she wanted to be filled by his huge cock.

Vi teased her by placing her hand on her knee, "Then I'm going to make you watch me fuck him, Gretchen. It will be so fucking hot knowing that as his huge cock slides into my tight cunt, you will be wishing to trade places with me. Imagine, DC's hot, young attorney wanting to fuck her own cousin. So naughty."

Gretchen should have been humiliated but right now all she could think about was being on her knees in front of TJ, sliding her lips over his cock, taking him into her mouth, feeling him growing harder, until she pulled off and laid back, watching him slide it inside her. She knew that his cock would fulfill her needs as no man had ever done before.

All thoughts of being quiet, trying to keep TJ from hearing her and knowing what she was doing had slipped from her mind. Her mind filled with images of Gray fucking Rebecca and Nadiya overpowered her sense of shame. With her fingers dancing against her clit, she orgasmed, her hips rising in bed, pushing herself up into her imaginary lover. Her orgasm was so strong it left her quivering, her breathing hard and raspy, only slowly settling back down as her body relaxed. A warm post-orgasmic buzz began to overtake her when a soft knock and Gray's voice intruded on her world.

"Everything okay, Gretchen?" he asked.

Suddenly her mind cleared, the post orgasmic buzz turning to instant clarity. She realized that she'd gasped when she came. She realized that again her previously silent motions had probably not been so silent at the end. She knew she should be mortified, instead she walked and slowly opened the door. She reached up and hugged him, she pressed her braless tits into him, his erection pressing against her pussy, only separated by the thin layer of nylon from his shorts. She kissed him on the cheek, "I'm glad you came to DC, Teej. My life is better with you here. Good night."

Gretchen turned and walked to the door, feeling the cool air on her naked ass, knowing that she was being watched. In a few minutes Gretchen heard a soft moan through the bedroom door. Sneaking like she was a kid at a family sleepover

She watched as he slid his shorts down, his silhouette illuminated perfectly by the street light slipping through the blinds. His fingers on his hard cock sent pleasure throughout her body.

For Gray, it felt good to take his time and tease his cock. He had spent so much of his life deployed or in a barracks it seemed that whenever he had masturbated, he had to jerk off as quickly as possible. It seemed like from the time he was young he was always racing to cum. Tonight he was going to relish taking his time.

His other hand slid down to his freshly shaven balls. The soft skin was very sensitive as he cupped and teased his sack. Adding to his excitement was that he had heard the click of the bedroom door and knew that Gretchen was getting off on watching him. All this teasing was intoxicating but also starting to drive him mad. His cock was aching to be stroked.

Finally, he took his hand and wrapped his strong fingers around the girth of his cock. He felt the heat radiating from his tool. He squeezed hard, relishing the feeling of how hard he had become. This caused a drop of his precum to ooze out from his cock head and hang there. He peeked through his almost closed eyelids at Gretchen as he began to run his fist ever so gently up and down his cock, barely applying any pressure.

Gray brought his strong hand to the tip of his cock. He palmed the bead of precum that was oozing out and slowly dragged it down the length of his cock, lubricating it. He then began to slowly pump his cock as he watched her watching him.

Gretchen's clit was as hard as a jelly bean. She couldn't stop herself from touching herself again and as her finger touched it, her whole body shuddered with pleasure.

Gray stopped stroking as he saw the girl shake with pleasure. Her eyes flipped shut and her whole body seemed to curl as she quivered. Her big, firm breasts jiggled erotically with her mini orgasm. He watched as she slowly opened her eyes and smiled.

He began to stroke his cock more deliberately now. He was so turned on, he couldn't think straight. As he jacked off his thick cock, his other hand slipped down to his heavy balls and cupped one, relishing the feeling of the smooth hair on his hand.He moaned loudly and relished the feeling of his hand moving on his slick cock.

Gretchen opened her eyes and focused on his big cock and smiled. She noticed a drop of precum was oozing out of his big mushroom head. It hung at the opening of his cock and then dripped slowly off. It hung on a sticky bead of cum for a second before falling onto the leather couch.

Her hands were working much more rapidly on her cunt now. She took two fingers and held them up for Gray to see before she reached down and rammed them up her pussy. She curled them up to her G-spot and rubbed it as she thrust them in and out rapidly. Her other hand was now rubbing her hard clit in rough circles. She was swimming in the warm erotic feeling. She knew that Gray may be watching her, but she didn't care. She was too close to orgasm to care about anything other than the amazing burst of pleasure she was about to feel.

Never in her ;ofe years had she been as turned on as she was at this moment. Her pussy was wetter than she had ever felt it. She could feel her juices running down her leg and that made her even more turned on. Watching him masturbate his huge cock was intoxicating. She wondered if she would be able to fit such a massive tool in her little pussy. She slowly inserted three fingers into her pussy. She could feel a painful stretching of her vagina as it accommodated her digits, but she relished the pain. She imagined it was his big cock stretching her out.

He was about to cum. Gray was indeed watching her and the sight of her struggling to insert three fingers was too much for him. He stopped masturbating for a second to stave off his orgasm. He decided he couldn't stop the show for her so he brought both hands down to his balls and massaged them for her. He tugged at their skin and then cupped them firmly. He could not keep his eyes off of her sopping pussy. Watching her struggle to squeeze her fingers in was so erotic. She was now sliding all three in and out of her cunt more easily. He decided to let her know that he was watching. His famous smirk was followed by a wink at her accomplishment and she returned the wink.

Continuing his show, he slowly wrapped both hands around his cock as if he was gripping a bat. Only his mushroom head stuck out from his grip. God his cock was big, she thought. He squeezed and another big gob of precum oozed out. This time he grabbed it with his thumb and forefinger and rubbed it around his swollen cock head. The slippery sensation was amazing.

Her three fingers were now sliding fairly easily in and out of her cunt. She watched hungrily as his cock oozed more precum. She was on the verge of something she had never felt before. She took her hand out of her now soaked pussy. It was gaping. Her lips were huge and hanging hungrily from her vagina, and everything glistened with her juices that covered both of her thighs as well.

She brought her hand to her mouth and licked her juices from each finger. She did it to give him a show, but she was so turned on now that she relished in the earthy taste of her own cunt. After she finished cleaning her hand, she held up four fingers and flashed Gray a devilish smile. She brought her hand down to her pussy and slowly inched it in. The initial pain subsided almost immediately and she was shocked at how well her little pussy stretched to accommodate all four of her fingers.

He was taken aback by her show. His hand had begun to slowly stroke his cock again unconsciously. He had to cum. There was no turning back. He had held back too long. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back focusing on the pleasure.

She saw this and recognized that he was on the brink of orgasm. She wanted more than anything to watch. She brought the hand that had been thrashing her clit up to her full breasts and squeezed them one at a time. Next she pinched her nipple hard. The pain felt good. Something was happening. She brought her hand back down to her clit and started rubbing it at a feverish pace as her other hand moved in and out of her sloppy cunt. She curled her fingers and reached that spot she loved.

She saw him open his eyes and distort his face. His balls clenched up against his rod and his cock seemed to swell even more. One hand was rapidly rubbing just the last third of his cock while his other hand cupped one of his balls. His mouth opened and she could see him moan. At the same time, his cock shot a thick, white stream of cum.

That was too much for Gretchen to take. She screamed with pleasure as her whole pussy began to convulse. The contractions were so great her hand was shoved out of her vagina. A wave of pleasure rocked her entire body. She suddenly lost all the strength in her legs and down the wall to the ground. She was taken to another world. Her thoughts flew through space from her childhood, to her job, to all of her failed relationships. Suddenly everything was so clear. She lay crumpled on the chair; naked, wet, and completely satisfied for the first time in her life.

Gray slowly opened his eyes and returned from his pleasure abyss. The first thing that he noticed was Gretchen slumped against the wall. Her disheveled strawberry blonde hair covered most of her face. The one thing he could make out was the huge grin on her face. He realized that he too was beaming from ear to ear. The next thing that he noticed was the large splatter of cum on the cushion of the couch.

He reached down and scooped some onto his finger, stood and walked to where Gretchen laid against the wall. She looked at his naked body confused as he held out his finger towards her. Then it hit her what he wanted, she reached up and took his wrist in her hand and sucked his finger into her mouth, cleaning his cum from his finger, allowing it to mix with the taste of her pussy that she had tasted a few minutes before.

He sat down beside her, "No regrets," his voice had taken the authoritative commanding presence that was so familiar to her.

She sighed, "No regrets, now get up and move before I reach out and touch it."

Gray laid back on the couch as his mind started to do what it did best. Pull threads. Gray didn't believe in coincidence. Things happen for a reason, there is always a cause and an effect. When you had one end of that string you just had to pull long enough to get to the other. That pull was sometimes slow and painful, if you pulled too hard the thread might break and you'd end up back at the beginning.

TJ thought about his interaction with Louis and Elliot. He believed that they both knew more than they were saying about Liz and the industrial espionage. There was no way that an 18 month investigation would have turned up nothing. Underwood could subpoena documents from the firm, but as Gretchen had said, in a town like DC where secrets were a commodity to be traded, even a rumor could destroy the firm.

Gray needed to know what the investigator found and when. It would be easy enough to track them down, and if push came to shove he was not above going through files at the firm.

That brought him to Allison. She was cute. Mid 30's - when you were direct commissioned as a Captain it did not take long to make rank as a physician. Her hair was dark, almost black. She wore it in an US Army regulation donut bun in most of the pictures that Gray had seen, which meant outside of uniform there was some length to it.

Dark eyes, a small almost button nose, make-up in all of the pictures was very light and discrete which would have kept her within regs. None of the images showed much of a body as they were all taken in scrubs with a white Doctor's Coat or in uniform. Gray smirked as his plan of abduction began to form in his mind.

He finally drifted off to sleep. He woke up early the next morning and started making coffee, and started cooking bacon. The aroma brought his cousin into the kitchen. She had found an old long sleeve PT shirt and put it over the tank top. When she walked into the kitchen she groaned, "What time is it?"

TJ laughed, "Zero Dark Thirty, I think."

Gretchen sighed, "Last night was..."

TJ looked at her, the laughter gone from his voice, "No regrets."

She shook her head, "TJ..."

Gray looked at the bacon in the pan, "No regrets. How do you want your eggs?"

Gretchen rolled her eyes, "You are incorrigible."

Gray spent the next week following Allison as she went about her day. Leaving her house in Silver Springs at 0600 she stopped at Einstein Bagel then wound her way through traffic to Walter Reed. At 1600 hours she followed the exact same route home, stopping by Planet Fitness before arriving back at home around 1830 hours.

On Thursday she left work, stopped at a grocery store near Springdale, before completing the journey to the house south of Chesapeake Beach. Every day was the same routine, following the same route, leaving at the same time. Her predictability actually irritated TJ. He wasn't upset with her, but with her military training. Gray felt that even a surgeon should have basic situational awareness and land navigation training.

When Gray wasn't gathering intel on Allison he was going over client lists for Louis and Elliot. As he lay in bed one night pulling a thread on Louis the words from a First Sergeant from the 8th PSYOP (Psychological Operations) Battalion echoed in his mind, "Not every guy is a bad guy, but the bad guy can be any guy." It was a warning to always keep balance - the risk is that an operator is too manic and sees everyone as an enemy or becomes too lackadaisical and sees nobody as an enemy. That risk grew exponentially when personal feelings became involved.

TJ had to remind himself that even though he did not like Louis or Elliot personally that didn't make them bad guys. That same First Sergeant also reminded his trainees to "trust their gut" and right now Gray's gut was screaming that something wasn't right. He muttered, "That's why they pay you the big bucks, kid," before he fell asleep.

On the following Thursday TJ drove Gretchen's car, with Gretchen in the passenger seat. They watched Allison leave the hospital then followed her to the grocery store in Springdale. Gretchen dropped TJ off as she moved to the far side of the parking lot and waited to make sure that the planned abduction took place as planned.

Gretchen watched as Allison left the grocery store and walked to the bright blue Lexus RX. She opened the rear hatch of the SUV and loaded her groceries. She politely walked her grocery cart to the cart corral and walked back to her car. Gretchen watched the lights flash indicating that Allison had unlocked the doors. She saw the inside lights come on as the young surgeon opened the door. Gray slipped out of the darkness and moved up behind the dark haired woman.