Assassin Affairs (13 page)

Renée
could tell that their new friend was too uptight to proceed, so she
followed Jessica's advice and kept refilling her wine glass. They sat
in the living room for a half-hour of wine sipping and small talk.”

To fill
the time and help set the mood for the evening, Danny told her about
Laura's earlier visit. “Last time Laura was at our mountain
cabin, the three of us ran a race through the woods, a stripping
race. The last one to cross the finish line naked had to be sex-slave
to the other two for the night. There was a pathway cluttered with
shed clothing.”

“Oh
my, you three lead such a different lifestyle,” Jo said. She
was clearly getting mental images in her mind as she sipped her wine
and Renée again refilled her glass. “May I inquire as to
who lost this interesting race?”

“Danny
did,” said Renée, “and he paid the price all night
long,” she added with a wicked chortle. “Joanna, you're a
nice lady and we enjoy chatting like this with you. If anything more
is going to happen, it's up to you to take some initiative. If not,
we'll socialize like this through dinner, then say good-night and
go.”

“Really?
You're willing to do that for me?”

“Yes,
but as I said earlier, Laura will be asking for a report. You want us
to have a more interesting evening to tell her about than that,
right?”

“Yes,
that's very right. I don't know what you want me to do. You did say
nice and slow.”

“Slow
is good, but not glacial, hon. I feel hurt you don't like my gift.
You left it in its box,” she said, trying to help out with a
subtle hint.

“I
like it, it's very nice. Oh, I see what you mean. Let me go get it
out.”

The wine
was beginning to have the desired effect. She was loosening up and
feeling a bit giddy.

She held
it up in front of her to see if the size was right. “What do
you think?”

“It's
too hard to tell just holding it like that.”

“Well,
um, I think I'd like to model it for you both. Would that be okay?”

“Sure,
please do.”

“I'll
go into the other room and change.”

“Oh,
don't go to that much trouble on our account, dear. It's okay if you
want to change out here. You're among friends, we don't mind,”
said Renée as she glanced over at the closet door to make sure
there was a clear view.

“Okay.”
She shyly moved to the center of the room. Both guests watched as she
struggled to remove her new cocktail dress. It dropped to the floor.
Joanna was not yet inebriated enough to continue and stood there
still wearing her underwear as she held the sexy garment.

“A
bra and panties would look tacky under a see-through, sweetie. I know
you will want to model it for us properly.”

Danny
watched with particular interest as Joanna bravely undid her bra and
let it fall to her feet. “Very nice,” he said.

She
quickly slid off her panties, then promptly donned the nightie.

“Okay,
let's see how you look in it,” one of them said. “Pretend
you're on one of those model's runways and strut your stuff like you
want us to buy your product.”

The wine
began helping, and she continued sipping it as she paced back and
forth, turning around a few times for them as she moved about. “What
do you think, Danny?”

“You
look really nice, Joanna. I can't tell if it's you or the way the
see-through enhances everything. It would be nice if there were some
way we could tell for sure.”

“How
about you, Renée?” she asked.

“I
second what Danny said.”

This time
she picked up on the obvious hint and, feeling obliged to accommodate
them, timidly said “I could take it off again if you both want
to see which way looks better to you.”

“Are
you saying you
want
to model nude for us, dear? If you'd like
to, that would help us decide,” said Renée.

“Yes,
I'd like to do that for you.” The words seemed forced. They
knew it wasn't true, which made their little game all the more
wicked.

Danny
reached over to the floor lamp and turned the brightness up a notch.
“I want to see you better.”

Joanna
closed her eyes and winced. It was as if she were wishing it all
away. She yielded to the inevitable, removed the nightie and stood
naked in front of them.

“Come
closer, stand right in front of me, let me get a good look at you. Is
this like being au naturel in front of the camera crew?” asked
Danny.

“No,
it's totally different. There it's always a closed set with a
professional environment. This is a little unsettling, the other
isn't.”

“You
look very nice, Jo. Now turn around for me, let me checkout your
backside.”

She did
as requested, looking back over her shoulder to see the expression on
his face.

He
smiled, saying “Some guys are leg men, others judge a woman by
her face or her breasts. Personally, I like a woman with a great
butt. You have the perfect ass, Joanna, just as I always suspected.”

“Thank
you.”

“Put
your hands on your knees so I can tell for sure.”

She did,
and he leisurely sipped his cocktail as he admired the view.

“Now
place the palms of your hands flat on the carpet for me.”

“Good
grief!” she said as she complied. Her hair flopped down onto
the floor and now she looked up at him upside down from between her
legs.

“Good
grief? Do you remember the last time you said that to me, Joanna?”

“Yes,
we were in that SUV in Colorado and Laura had just introduced us. You
made me give you my pantyhose as a gesture of good faith to get my
daughter back.”

“Yep,
that was fun. This is fun, too.” He took another few relaxing
sips of his drink.

“May
I straighten up now?” she asked.

“You're
making me want you, Jo.”

“It's
hard to imagine this view could do that.”

“The
view is fine, very fine, but it's your attitude. You're incredibly
sexy when you're like this.”

“I
am?”

“I'm
being selfish. Go indulge Renée now,” he requested.

Renée
gave her a thorough once over, also smiled, then said “Do that
model walk again, Joanna, I liked that. Remember you're marketing
yourself. If you're trying to seduce us, you'll want to make us want
you even more than we already do.”

She paced
back and forth again for them, this time naked, doing a few more
turns along the way, once again sipping her wine for courage.

“When
is the last time you behaved like this in front of company, Jo?”
asked Renée.

“This
is the first.”

“Tell
me how it feels parading around nude in your living room, in front of
fully clothed dinner guests.”

“It
feels awkward. I'm feeling very self-conscious.”

“Awkward
and self-conscious work for you. I'm finding it a turn-on,”
Renée said. “Where's your daughter? What would she say
about all this?”

“She's
at a friend's house for the night, thank God! She would be shocked.
I'm so glad she's not here tonight; none of this would be happening
if she were.”

“Oh,
I almost forgot,” said Renée, reaching for her purse.
She pulled out Danny's pocket-sized digital camera. “We need to
get a few shots of you for Laura. Go sit on Danny's lap.”

“Oh,
God, no pictures please! It could ruin my career. I've spent my whole
life building it up with a relatively wholesome, girl-next-door
image.”

“Okay,
hon. It's your party, you're in charge, but Laura seemed fairly
adamant about it and she said you'd be okay with it.”

“Laura
said that?”

Joanna
recalled Laura's earlier threat to kill her if she wasn't
cooperative. She also recalled the police commissioner's warning, how
ruthless things had gotten for her daughter's abductor when they had
severed his manhood, and what the FBI profiler had told her about
these people while back in Colorado. She had determined it would be
best to accommodate them, to do whatever was asked of her, and then
they would all be out of her life forever.

“Well,
okay, I guess, but please don't let anyone else see them.”

“Don't
worry, Jo, they're just for us and Laura. Now go sit on Danny's lap.”
She took a shot of them together. “It looks too staged and
bland. We need you more relaxed. I'll go get you some more wine,
dear.”

While
Renée was busy refilling the glass, Joanna once again peered
into Danny's eyes. They exchanged a glance as intense as the one they
had shared in Denver. Danny could tell she was ready for more, but he
would make her wait for it. Renée returned with the wine.

“Here,
now try to loosen up a bit, Jo. Lean back against Danny, sip some
wine, put your arm around his neck.” She complied and Renée
took a few more pictures. “Better, but still missing something.
Open up your legs, try to look slutty.”

As she
adjusted the pose, Danny eased his finger into her mouth.

“Excellent,
nicely suggestive.” She took more photos. “Danny and I
both being clothed does seem a little inappropriate. Would you like
to undress me, dear?”

“Yes,
that would be good.” Joanna went over to her, undid the buttons
on her blouse and awkwardly placed a hand on her breast.

“Whoa,
girlfriend, not so fast. You need to woo me a little first. Back in
Colorado, I was impressed by the way you kissed Laura when we were
all together in the SUV. If you're wanting to undress me, I'll need
to experience some of that passion first, hon.”

“I'm
sorry, this is my first time trying to seduce another woman.”

“I'd
like a nice French kiss. I like tongue, lots of tongue.”

Joanna
tentatively inched forward as she had with Laura that day, gently
embraced her guest, did as requested and continued with the
undressing. Soon they were both nude.

“Would
you like for us to be bosom buddies, Joanna?”

“Sure.”

“Press
your breasts up against mine.”

The two
of them embraced again, and the kissing became increasingly intense.

Renée
whispered, “You're quite the seductress, dear. You're making me
want you, too. It's not about what I want, though. This is your
party. What would you like to have happen next?”

“Well,
Danny is quite the handsome man. Could all three of us be naked?”

“Sure,
that does sound more fun. Go tell him how fine-looking he is. If he
plays hard-to-get, play into his ego.”

A few
moments later, she knelt in front of his chair, removing his shoes.
“Danny, you're certainly a good-looking man. I've never been
with a fellow who has a body as well-toned as yours. I appreciate the
way you looked in on my sister in the hospital. May I show you a
little gratitude, sir?” She reached for his belt and began to
loosen it. He grabbed her hand and stopped her.

“What
are you doing?”

“Boxers
or briefs? A girl has to know.”

“Oh
Danny, let her have your trousers. It's the least you can do,”
requested his companion.

“Okay,
go ahead and take them.”

It wasn't
long before all three were naked and Renée asked, “Do
you feel more comfortable now?”

“This
will take some getting used to. It feels unnatural to me at the
moment. It's exhilarating, too, though. I suggest we go eat dinner
now, otherwise it may go untouched.”

Everyone
agreed and spent mealtime ogling one another and anticipating the
final course. Joanna was becoming increasingly distracted by Danny's
handsome appearance, strong build and the way he was generously
endowed. She stared at him each time he got up to reach for
something.

“You
made a good dinner for us, Jo,” said Renée. “Thank
you so very much. We're certainly indebted to you. What's for
dessert?”

“The
dessert course will be served in my bedroom. When you two are ready,
I'm hoping you'll allow me to escort you there.”

Renée
then remembered one of Jessie's requests. She got up from the table
and moved over in front of the closet door slats where Jessie could
get a clearer view of things. The others followed.

“Joanna,
I don't feel like this is what you really want. Maybe Danny and I
should go. You're a nice woman, we don't want to take advantage of
you.”

She knew
Renée didn't mean it. She knew Laura would be checking to see
if the debt had been paid and sensed her survival could hang in the
balance. “I want this, you guys.”

“It
would be easier to believe you if you could be more convincing. Maybe
you could get down on your knees and ask.”

She did
as suggested, saying, “If you both would be so kind as to
follow me to my bedroom, I'll do my best to make you both very happy.
If you come with me, I'll do anything you say. Please!”