Wife Wants a Hall Pass Ch. 25

I said, "Louis it's not going to happen. I never do anything without my husband's permission and certainly not behind his back."

He said, "Yo' can't come out here and rub yo' shit all over a nigga and then tell him he can't have none. Niggas don't roll fo' that. I gonna fuck you girl. Get used to it. Ten minutes later, I give you back to yo' faye-ass husband. Yo' will have a belly full o' nigga cum. I knows yo' doesn't want him to know. It will be our little secret. You can quit pretending, I knows yo' want it. I bet yo' already sloppy wet fo' me, shi-i-t."

The story ended, "The music stopped. He held my wrist and started dragging me up the stair. I screamed and slapped him.

I looked up. The pretty redhead was standing there. She had the drink I had left at the bar. She handed it to me. She said, "By the way and for the record, my name is Peg or Peggy Kirkland. I know you to be Luke and Linda. I read your names off your V.I.P. pass when you showed it at the bar." She asked, "May I sit?"

She sat on an upended flower pot close to us. She said, "Of course, I saw what happened and I want to tell you about my encounter with that nigger."

Linda perked up and said, "Please do,"

Peggy said, "Last Friday night, he dragged me into the private room at the top of those stairs." She stopped and hesitated for a second. She continued, "That's not exactly right. I did follow him in there. I had told him I wasn't going to have sex with him and silly me, I thought I was in control."

She started over. She said, "He asked me to dance and acted like a perfect gentleman at first. His mood and personality changed progressively for the worse. He put my hand on his cock. He said it was ten inches of prime, "Mississippi-Black-Snake." He had a big cock but it wasn't ten inches."

She said, "I digress. I will try to stay on subject. He told me he was going to fuck me and all white girls wanted nigger cock. He got worse and worse. When we were together in the private room, he raped me. Those rooms are soundproofed. No one could hear me scream. If the privacy sign is out, no one will enter. I told him no several times and I meant it. He held me down and fucked me anyway."

She went on, "I came here tonight to report him if he was here. I didn't see him until it was too late."

I asked, "Why didn't you report him Friday?"

She said, "When he was finished with me, I was in shock. I didn't know for sure what had happened. I didn't know for sure I had been raped. I was aroused and I got very wet. I had a powerful orgasm. I thought I might have wanted it to happen. After I came back to my senses, I knew that he had forced me. As far as having an orgasm with him, my body betrayed me. He really fucked me hard. He pumped a lot of his cum inside me and he made me cum."

He finished and got dressed," She said. "Before he left, he taunted me. He said that he had told me he would make me like it. He left me there. I was fresh fucked and stupefied. By the time I recovered and came out of the room, he had left the club."

I said, "Okay Peg. I get the picture. I will tell the manager about your experience. Do you want me to leave your name out of it?"

She asked, "Will he believe you?"

I answered, "Yes, we are friends. He will know the truth when he hears it."

Peg said, "Don't leave my name out of it. If the manager wants to talk to me, I will tell him what I just told you." She paused and said, "I've had all the fun I want for tonight though. I think I will go home." She started to walk away but hesitated. She said, "Linda I was attracted very much to your husband, I hope you will consider sharing him with me sometime."

Linda smiled and said, "We'll see."

Peg left.

Linda said, "What an airhead trollop she was." She added, "She has an uncanny resemblance to Barbra porter, doesn't she?"

I answered, "Yes, I thought she was Barb when I first saw her."

She paused again and said, "She was right about one thing though. Enough is enough. Take me to the hotel, Luke. I've had all the fun I want tonight."

We found Big Ed in his office and stopped in to tell him bye. I told him about Peg's experience. He made some mental notes and said he would handle it. We thanked him for his help in resolving our problem and told him we would see him in Dallas. He stood to shake hands and said, "Take this with you." He handed me a card and said, "With that card, everything will be comped on your next visit. He whispered to Linda again."

I said, "Oh about that. Linda told me she was attracted to you and is going to let it happen."

His head snapped so hard I thought he would hurt himself when he looked at me.

I said, "I'm going to watch." We left his office but I heard him as he sat down hard in his chair."

Linda laughed and said, "I've changed my mind. I would rather have you eat my pussy."

We walked through the night. We headed to where we had parked our rental car. A low voice came out of the darkness. It said, "Stop right where you is, Mutha-Fuka."

I froze in my tracks but I did turn my head to look at our assailant. I wasn't surprised. It was Louis. He held a small, bright, automatic handgun in his right hand. He had it trained on my face. I became a Marine again in a heartbeat. I thought, "I need a better look at the pistol and then I will find a way to kill this low life son-of-a-bitch."

Linda was standing very still beside me. We were holding hands. Her hand squeezed mine. I knew I had a functioning ally. She had her wits about her and her self-defense training was unknown to Louis.

He said, "Listen to me Mutha-Fuka and you might survive. I made a promised to the black snake. I told him he could have some o' that cute little ho that you holdin' hands with. If that happen to my satisfaction, I won't shoot you." He paused one second and continued "The snake say he want a blowjob."

Linda actually giggled and it sounded real. She said, "That's not a problem Louis. I'm a girl that enjoys having a hard cock in her mouth. You don't need the gun."

Louis never lost the focus he had. That pistol pointed right between my eyes and it was only shaking a little bit. I recognized it. It was a Walther PPK. I own one like it. I am familiar with it.

Louis said, "Move yo ass, Mutha-Fuka." Get out a sight in that space between those buildings and take that sweet green-eyed ho with you."

I moved slowly toward the small alley he had indicated. Linda squeezed my hand and started talking.

She said, "Louis, You could have had a piece of me earlier if you had just been nice about it. You could have had my pussy. You know I wanted to give you some. I've wanted a black man for a long time. Most white girls want to fuck a black man. You know that. All we had to do was ask Luke's permission."

It was darker in the alley but there was still some light there. My eyes adjusted and I could see well enough. Linda kept talking. I was starting to believe some of her shit.

She said, "You know, my husband is a voyeur. He likes to watch me suck another man's cock."

I thought, "True enough, but not in these circumstances."

Louis kept his focus. He was looking right between my eyes and the pistol was looking there too. I could see the weapon better. I was closer to it. We were only two steps apart and the pistol was three feet from my face. The hammer was down. That meant it was in the double action mode if the safety was off. The trigger is much harder to pull, double action. I was feeling better. I knew I could handle this asshole." Linda was still talking.

Louis was beginning to get a little more excited. He said, "Shut the fuck up, bitch. Get yo' ass down on them knees between us. Let the snake out and suck him real good. Make him happy or I shoot yo' man in the haid."

Linda giggled and dropped to her knees. She said, "Okay, I love to do a man that really wants me. I have never been taken at gunpoint before. This is exciting.

Louis said, "Shut up bitch. Suck my nigga dick." He kept looking where the Walther was pointing.

Linda stopped talking. She giggled sweetly and began unbuckling his belt. I watched her. I gave Louis the impression I had more interest in her than I had in him. She dropped his pants down around his ankles. She used them to hobble him as she would a rambunctious colt. There was no underwear. I guess no one wears underwear at a swinger club.

Louis's hard cock had flopped out. It was standing up a little better than horizontal pointing up.

Linda giggled took it in one hand and fondled his balls with the other.

Louis made his first mistake. It proved to be all we needed. He took his eyes off me and looked down at her. The PPK wavered and for a split second, it wasn't pointed at either Linda or me. I grabbed it with my left hand and twisted it out of his grip. It was as easy as that.

When she sensed my movement, Linda balled her right hand into a fist and hit him hard in the nuts. She shoved him backward. He couldn't move his feet. They were tied together. He lost his balance and was falling backward to the brick wall behind him.

I experienced an adrenalin induced time distortion. All movement seemed to be in slow motion. I looked at Louis. He had staggered back against the wall. He had a funny look on his face and he was holding his balls with both hands. My rage boiled to the surface.

Linda was scrambling to move away from us.

I was in a combat stance. I had his PPK in my left hand. I put it in the palm of my right and smashed it hard into Louis's left temple. The tough son of a bitch just leaned against the wall and looked at me. He didn't go down. I hit him again the same way in the same place, maybe harder. His knees buckled this time.

He slid down the wall and came to rest. His head was lolling in front of him with his chin resting on his chest. His bare ass was sitting on the dirty concrete a few inches behind his crumpled pants that had his feet tied together. His knees bent to the max and splayed two feet apart. His balls and his flaccid cock lay in plain sight between his heels.

My first inclination was to shoot him in the top of the head, with his own gun. I wanted him dead.

Linda said, "No Luke. Don't kill him."

I was sorely tempted. I stepped back and pushed the magazine release button. The magazine slid out of the handle and into my hand. I put it in my pocket and operated the slide to eject the cartridge from the chamber. It flew off into the dark and I didn't look for it. I put the pistol in my pocket. I would have to reload to shoot him now. He became relatively safe.

Linda was on her feet at the entrance to the alley. I went to her and held her for a moment. I realized how proud I was of the way she had conducted herself. Our car was about thirty yards away, down the street. I took Linda there and put her in the front passenger seat.

I said, "Lock the doors and start the engine. I have one more thing to do and I'll be right back.

I trotted back to the alley. I had made up my mind what I was going to do. I had considered his actions in my presence and the story Peg had told us. I wondered how many other women had suffered at his hand. There had to be some others. He had been a repeat offender in the last three days. He had raped Peg and had tried to rape Linda twice.

It would be a waste to call the cops. Even if they arrested him, some liberal assed judge would turn him loose. Hell, the cops would probably put me in jail for kicking his ass. I knew I couldn't walk away and allow him to continue his asshole lifestyle. I thought about him threatening me with a pistol and the demands he had made of my Linda. I was beyond angry. I wanted to kill him.

I walked into the Alley. Louis was coming around. He was trying to lift his head. I put my boot in his face as if I was place kicking a football. I saw a tooth fly and his head crashed into the wall behind him. I looked at him and thought, "Damn, Linda asked me not to kill him." As it turned out, I hadn't fucked up. He was unconscious but he still had a strong pulse in his carotid artery.

I opened my pocketknife and went to work. I started with a clean two-inch incision. I had performed this task on several hundred bull calves and a few horses in my lifetime. It only took a minute. I gelded the son-of-a-bitch.

I went to the car. As Linda and I drove away, we heard a blood-curdling scream. I said, "Well, Louis is awake." Linda was quiet.

To be continued...