Why I Hated The Guy From The FBI Ch. 09

The next day they showed up at Anthony's house with two more people and slightly more equipment. Two women, dressed from head to toe in a one-piece outfit, with a mask and eye goggles, went to the attic to search for any listening, or recording devices. Two more were assigned to the basement for the same assignment. Four women started cleaning the upstairs rooms, while the remaining two women used electronic gear and started checking the entire home for listening devices. After two hours of intensive searching, they found 15 listening devices and one recording device hidden in a crawlspace beneath the stairwell.

Not completely satisfied with what they had found, they put all the devices into a metal box and sealed it with foam installation. They went through the house, one more time to verify they had done the job completely. They found five passive listening devices that were so small they had overlooked them the first time. Now they were happy.

Their primary job completed, they joined the others and started cleaning the home. It was not a very hard job, because Rose kept the home in spotless condition. The Windows turned out to be the only problem they had, because they were sealed from the inside. There was no ladder to help them get up to the second floor to do the exterior windows, so they wash them down, using a hose.

Rose arrived home at 5 PM, with Vincent, Donna, and Annarosa. Once everything was settled in Vincent's home, she walked over to her house to verify everything was completed.

The women told her of the problem with the upstairs windows and Rose told them not to worry about them. Then they showed her the box containing all the listening devices that were in her home. They told her that they were still in working order. However, they were in the metal box sealed in foam insulation.

Rose asked them to leave the box where it was, and thanked them for their work. She handed them each and envelope containing $1000.00, and each refused to take it.

Rose said, "You will take this money and buy your family the presents they deserve, because of your hard work. If Anthony's cousin says anything to you, refer him to Anthony and we will see who wins this argument. If he causes you one moment of grief, I want to hear from you personally. Here is my cell phone number, very few people have it. After a period of time, when you feel that everything is safe for you and your family, I would appreciate if you would delete it from your phone records. I do not want it to fall into the wrong hands."

The 10 women thanked Rose for her kindness and looking out for their safety.

When Anthony got home, dinner was ready, waiting for him. He saw the box on the floor, and asked Rose what it was.

Rose told him that it was a gift from the cleaning crew. She asked him to call his cousin and tell him that the crew did an outstanding job and he should thank them, personally for you, she would appreciate it.

"Rose, what is in the box?"

"Anthony, do you want dinner to get cold or do you want to look in the box? I have your dinner in the oven. The cleaning crew gave you the box. If you want to get laid, you had better make the right choice."

"Rose, I am very hungry. Why don't we go upstairs, skip dinner, and the box?"

"Anthony, I am not looking for a quickie. Now, do you want dinner, or the box?"

"Dear, I would love dinner. The box can wait until the morning."

"I knew I could get through that hard head of yours, sooner or later." She reached into the oven and pulled out a long tin of lasagna, with the name Mama Leone and embossed on top. She also took out two large containers of Pasta Fagiole, a medium-size Antipasto, and large, sliced Italian bread."

Tony smiled and said, "Rose, you must have slaved over a hot oven all day today."

She smiled at him and replied, "No, I did not even go into the city. I called in the order for the food. I asked them to have a taxi bring it to the hospital, where I put into the trunk of Vincent's car. After we got the baby home, I took it out of Vincent's car, put it in the oven, and waited for your call. Shall we eat now?"

She lit the two candles that were on the table, and lower the lights, and Tony poured the wine.

The FBI watchers were going nutty. They had no clue what was going on in that house. What had happened between Anthony and Rose? It had always been a perfunctory marriage. Now it was a steamy relationship. From their perch atop a telephone pole, one block away, they could see the couple sitting at the table, drinking wine, and holding hands. However, that is all they could ascertain. Each of their listening devices had gone dead, roughly at the same time. Their only hope was the recorder, hidden under the stairwell. It would take a team of four men at least 30 minutes to recover all of them, and replace them with new ones. It would also require a new court order.

After dinner was over, Rose told Tony that she was going to take a shower and get ready for bed. He was to clean the kitchen and look at his present. Then he could come upstairs and thank her properly.

Tony was left with his mouth wide open, as his wife threw the kitchen towel in his face. She had never told him to clean the kitchen in their entire married life. He was stunned at this turn of events. He was not even sure where to begin.

Rose sat on the top of the landing listening for something to move in the kitchen. She did not hear a thing. She laughed, "If that man was left to his own devices, he would not know how to boil water."

She walked down the stairs and stopped at the entrance to the kitchen. Tony was still standing by the table. She asked, "Have you figured it out yet?"

"I think so. I am going to dial 1-800 maid service and have them come and rescue me."

"Anthony Caruso, you can run a multimillion dollar business, but put you in the kitchen, tell you to clean it up and you have no clue as to what to do."

"I know what to do with you!"

"All men know what to do with a woman. It is in their genes. If I gave you a restaurant and told you to manage it, you could. However, you would have to hire a waitress to clean up the tables, because you could not do it. You would drop every dish on the floor. I will help you, this time, next time you will do it by yourself."

"You mean there is going to be a next time?"

Rose just looked at him and did not say a word.

"I get the message Rose. Show me what to do and I will help you."

Tony was amazed when it took less than five minutes for Rose and him to clean the kitchen. Then he made the ultimate mistake any man in his position could make. He said, "Rose, you mean that was all there was to it?"

She turned to him and threw the washcloth straight into his face. Then she verbally let him have it with both barrels. She closed in on him, and poked her finger into his chest saying, "When I asked you to do it by yourself, you stood here without a thought in your head as to where to begin. You would have stood here all night before you figured out where the refrigerator was and whether to put the dirty dishes in their or in the sink. The food would have gone rotten and the wine would have turned into vinegar by morning. The bread would have gotten stale, the butter would have melted, and if we did not have bugs in the house before, we would have had a ton of them by morning. Yes, Tony, that was all there was to it. I am leaving tomorrow. I am going to visit my son, his wife, and my granddaughter. You are not invited. I want to see what this house looks like in one week. It was cleaned today, so anything that happens will be your doing. Have a wonderful time."

"Does that mean were not making love tonight?"

"I have a wifely duty to perform. I will never deny you that duty. However, do not expect me to be actively involved."

"Will it help if I say I am sorry for being an idiot?"

"Anthony, how can you be so nice one day, and so stupid the next day?"

"How can you possibly ask me that question; I am a man."

"You are not getting out of this that easily Anthony. Even your son is smarter than you are. He tells his wife how much he loves her every day, and he helps her around the house, also."

"You are not being fair, Rose. The reason he helps Donna around the house is they both have the same school schedule, and she was pregnant. Now that she has had the baby, they will have a nanny, and two grandmothers to help them. We will see how they do when Annarosa is up, during the middle of the night. We will see if Vincent wants to be the one to carry her or if it is Donna who will carry out those duties. They have not been married one year, and the bumps are yet to come."

"Why can you be logical now, and such a dolt in the kitchen?"

"Because I..."

"Don't you dare say 'because you are a man', because I will make you an 'it' before this evening is through."

"I love you, Rose. Can we stop arguing now, please?"

Rose opened a cabinet door and pulled out the trash bin. She tied the plastic bag and handed it to him. She said, "Take this outside and put it in the garbage can."

Tony walked towards the front door and stopped. He turned and said, "Where is it."

Rose yelled at him, "Dummy, look for it."

A few minutes later, she heard him yell, "I found it." She thought, I should kill him, but the fifth commandment says I am not allowed to commit murder. I will ask my confessor if there are any exceptions to that law, in the case of the defective husband.

He walked back into the house, and Rose said to him, "I am going to talk and you are going to listen. You are not going to say another word, while I am downstairs. I am going upstairs to take a shower. You will open your present. Then you can come up and thank me properly. So help me God, if you fuck this up again, you will not see the sun come up tomorrow. I planned this romantic night for the two of us. You have done your best to ruin it, not once but twice. Do it once more and I will call the police and have you arrested for spousal abuse. I am sure the guys from the FBI would love the opportunity to have you in jail."

Tony started to say something, but Rose stopped him. She turned and started up the stairs to their room. He watched her go into their bedroom and close the door. She had never talked to him this way, and he knew he had some making up to do. He walked over to the box, lifted it and carried it to the table. He had no idea what was in it, so he opened it carefully. His eyes opened wide when he realized what it held. He did not bother counting them, because they were encased in all that foam. What had possessed Rose to even think about this? Was it because of the new relationship they had, and she did not want them listening in on their sexual escapades? Regardless, tomorrow, he was shipping them off to his attorney, to make sure the FBI had done everything they were supposed to do, in order to get all these bugs into his house. He had to inform Don DiAngiolla of what had been found in his house, and have his house cleared also. It finally dawned on him what Rose meant, when she said that he could come upstairs and 'Thank Her Properly.' He looked at the coffee machine and thought, "What could possibly be so hard?" He took out the carafe and read on this side, where it said 12 cups. He filled it with water up to the point where it said, "12 cups," and put it back onto the hot plate. He opened the top and saw where the coffee grounds went. He opened the Pyrex jar that said coffee. He put 12 scoops of coffee into the container put the scoop back in the jar and closed it. He closed the top of the coffee maker and pushed the on button. He thought, "Rose, will be happy with me when I bring her coffee in bed later, with some pastry.

He climbed the stairs and into the bedroom and found Rose already in bed. "That was quite a present you gave me."

"I thought you might enjoy it. It was a gift from the heart of many of your followers."

"Might I ask you how you came to think about those items being in our house?"

"Our future son-in-law had a problem in the house they were staying in in Milan and wondered if anybody else had that problem. He was looking at me when he said it, so I decided to have it looked into."

"Apparently, our house was infested. Did they kill all the bugs?"

"They did not do a good job the first time. The second time they did a wonderful job and got them all. I was very pleased and that is why I want you to call your cousin and make sure they are properly thanked."

"I am going to take a shower, and then I am going to thank the only person who has been left out of the thank you department."

"Tony, please don't shower. I love the way you the way you are."

"Do you mean, dumb as a man in the kitchen, or as in love as I am with you."

"I will start with the second half of that sentence, and I will work on the first half of it another day. Now, get into bed, and thank me."

"That might take me all night, Rose. I hope you do not mind."

"I am not tired, are you?"

"We will see which one of us falls asleep first." He kissed her as he climbed into bed beside her, and his hands ran over her smooth stomach. His hand moved up to play with her breasts and his mouth moved down to suckle upon her breasts.

Rose moaned as his attentions grew in ardor and he nipped upon her nipples bud. She smacked him playfully on the top of his head, because it had hurt a little, but pressed his head closer to her breast. He was getting better the more they practiced, and they were practicing more and more lately. She could not wait for him to find the surprise she had waiting for him. It was another one of Antonia's ideas that she had argued against vehemently, but her daughter was just as obstinate as she was, and rose had finally decided to try it. She would see what her husband's reaction would be very shortly.

Tony started kissing down her sides and her abdomen and his hands traveled down her flanks to her legs, which she separated for him. He nipped at her belly and continued down to her pubic bone and stopped. Without lifting his head he said, "Rose something is missing."

"Did you lose your way, Anthony?"

"I think I am in bed with a young maiden."

"Thank you, Anthony that is the nicest thing you have said to me all day."

"Why do I have a feeling that you spoke to our daughter again. She is the only person in the world that could have talked you into doing something like this."

"Does that mean you do not like it?"

"I have not seen it yet, so I cannot venture an opinion. It certainly feels a different, and I have yet to see the pearly lips behind the dark care that have covered it for so many years."

"Do you wish a flashlight to inspect it now, or do you wish to continue what you were doing?"

"I have learned my lesson for today. I will continue what I was doing, and the light of dawn can reveal what my daughter has talked you into."

Without hesitation his mouth and tongue drove directly between her lips and attacked her clit without mercy. Rose's hips reached for the sky, as her hands grasped his head tightly between her thighs. She wrapped her thighs around his chest to keep them in a position; she never wanted him to move from.

He had his hands under her ass, keeping her pussy at an angle that he could feast on her juices. They had truly regained the lust that they felt when they were young.

When they were both beyond ready, Tony moved up and was preparing to enter her, when Rose said, "Not so fast, Mister."

"Rose, what did I do wrong this time?"

"You assumed you were going to be on top. You were wrong; I am going to be on top."

"I am going to have a long talk with our daughter, when I see her. She is a bad influence on her mother. How is it that I sent her to a convent, and she knows more about sex then her mother, or I?"

"She talks less than you do, and practices more. Now, lie down on your back, and enjoy watching your wife do the work."

She climbed on top of him and asked him to do the aiming for her, because she had never done this before. When she felt the head of his penis at the opening to her vagina, she slowly lowered herself until their bodies met. She said, "This is very interesting, Anthony. I can now understand why Antonia likes it so much."

"Wife, aren't you the one that said talking instead of doing was overrated?"

Instead of answering him she started to move up and down on his swollen member. She kept looking into his eyes to see if he was enjoying himself. When his lips and hands attacked her breasts, she had her answer. Although he did this while he was on top of her, he had more freedom of movement, while his body lay nearly dormant prone on the bed. She screamed when he bit her nipple again. Two can play that game, she thought, as she leaned down and kissed his chest and move towards his breast and bit his nipple. She was sure the scream could be heard all over the block.

He said, "That was unfair. You have never done that to me before, and I was not ready for it."

"We have done a lot of things lately that have been new and interesting. We can add that one to our list."

"Remember dear, what goes around, comes around."

"Anthony, do you remember what you said to me about teeth?"

"Rose, forget I said anything. Let us continue what we were doing. I found it extremely pleasurable."

So she did, she raised her hips, and plunged down on him. She took her hands, placed them in his, and forced herself into a seated position. She rode him as hard as she could and rotated her hips, and squeezed her Kegel muscles for his added enjoyment.

He yelled, "Rose, if you do that again, I am going to cum."

"Do it, Anthony, I am not ready yet, this one is for you."

She continued squeezing on his dick with all her might; and pounding on him as fast as she could, until he screamed.

"Here it comes, Rose. I cannot hold it any longer."

As soon as she felt him blast his semen inside her, she fell down upon him, and kissed his face and neck, until he started to recover.

He started laughing and kissing her. "Please remind me to thank our daughter. The more she talks to you, the more pleasure I get. I hope you feel the same way."

"Yes, my love, I certainly do. Now, about your promise 'Of All Night, Anthony,' was that just an idle boast, or are you going to fulfill it?"

Although Anthony fell asleep first, Rose went to sleep with a smile, a mile wide, just before dawn.

However, he woke up to a shrill yell the next morning. "What did you do to my coffeemaker?"

Naked, he ran downstairs to see what he had done. Rose was livid. He looked around the kitchen and said, "I was going to surprise you with coffee and pastry in bed last night. So I put water in the carafe and coffee grounds into the coffee machine. Then I turned it on. I did not think it was so hard. What did I do wrong?"

"Anthony, if you touch another thing in my kitchen for the rest of your life, without me supervising you, I will kill you. First, the water goes into the reservoir. You have to put a filter where the coffee grounds go. Then, you turn on the machine. You have burnt out my machine. Get dressed and go buy me the most expensive coffee machine you can find. Be back here in one hour or less, or I am going to rip your hair out by the roots. I need my coffee, do you understand me!"

He said two words, "Yes dear," and he ran to get dressed and get to the mall to get her a coffee machine.

Nearly one in the half hours later, he ran into the house, with a Cuisinart coffeemaker and looked into the eyes of the devil. "Honest, Rose, I tried, but the traffic was horrendous. The FBI guys even had trouble keeping up with me. When they saw me come out with a coffeemaker, they laughed at me." Then, he smelled coffee in the house, and he looked at her. "How did you make coffee, without a coffeemaker?"