Hello Darlings, I'm starting a new murder mystery J Any ideas would be much appreciated, oh and have a Merry Christmas! xo
He walked onto their block to discover loud music playing from their house. He let out a sigh, he really wasn't in the mood for people tonight. He had a hard day at work and had just come off a 12 hour shift, the majority of which had been spent at a shoe shop after an earlier robbery. What he was really hoping for was dinner, some whisky and to get into a warm bed with Phryne. She hadn't mentioned any plans for tonight so he thought he would be safe in this wish… that was not to be. He walked around the house to the kitchen door, hoping to slip in quietly and avoid the fuss of the obvious party. He took off his coat and hat laying them on a chair before he found a note on the table.
Jack,
Decided to hold A. C party tonight, shouldn't be too late. Dot made sandwiches
Phryne
She had kissed the bottom of the note below her name marking the paper with red lipstick, which meant she was in a very good mood. Her Adventures Club party was supposed to be next Tuesday, he frowned as he walked over to retrieve his dinner, roast beef sandwiches, his favourite. He poured a glass of milk and took his dinner to the kitchen table and began to eat allowing the music and chatter which was flowing from the parlour to clear his mind.
He heard laughter coming closer and realised that it was Phryne who was approaching with what sounded like another lady.
"Oh yes, much more where that came from."
"When will we get to meet your Inspector?"
Oh god, he thought to himself, they want to meet him. He really wasn't ready for this. She burst through the door, he had missed the rest of her conversation. It appeared that not even Mr Butler had known she would be having guests. She didn't notice him as she walked into the pantry and bent over rummaging for more champagne. He couldn't help but stare, her dress was impressively tight, making her bottom appear every bit as round as it was in real life. The material was like a second skin that showed off her every curve, he felt slightly jealous that other people should see her like this. She found what she was looking for however and with a small "hmmp" (a sound which he found very erotic) she straightened pulling four bottles out with her. Her eyes suddenly noticed him and with a look of pure joy she placed all four bottles down at once (how?!) and swayed her way over to him and sat on his lap with a thump.
"Jack" she kissed him once before looking at his face and kissing him again. She had crossed her legs at her ankles and he could feel the material of her dress reaching its limit. He noticed she had no shoes on either, or stockings on closer inspection, which meant only one thing, she would want him later. He gulped internally, as tired as he was, he could not say no to her. She tilted her head and wrapped her arms around his shoulder and began to kiss him very deeply, so he was right…
A ginger head stuck through the door to see the pair entwined in each other, two pale arms were roaming endlessly, while two more suit clad arms where placed delicately on the shimmering grey dress. Mac couldn't help but think how highly sensual the whole scene was before she squinted her eyes shut and opened them quickly before she spoke, remembering why she had come into the room "Champagne Phryne", Jack pulled away to see Mac staring at them, Phryne moved her head so it instead kissed his neck down to his collar, which she was now working to undo.
"Dr Mac"
"Jack" she gave him a knowing look, feeling slightly sorry for him, but remembering it was he who had gotten himself involved with her. She walked out of the room with a pointed look on her face taking the bottles of champagne with her.
He knew he had to distract her or she would soon succeed in taking his clothes off right here in the kitchen. She was a woman who knew what she wanted, something he had learnt long ago and a room full of people just metres away was not enough to stop her (as he had experienced this at other parties and once in his own office). "Phryne" she was kissing him neck very greedily and her fingers were trying very hard with his buttons (luckily the alcohol was preventing her from getting too far) and he was angry at his body of betraying him. She looked up from what she was doing feeling a hardness in his pants. She took in a very unsteady breath, her hair was dishevelled and her lipstick slightly smeared. "Mmmm Jack, I've missed you so much today." Her hands pulled at his collar and she swayed slightly on his lap.
Champagne was one of the few things that had a strong effect of Phryne and obviously she had drunk a lot. He felt her shift slightly in his lap and was forced to close his eyes to cool himself down, this wouldn't work if she could tell he wanted her. "Miss Fisher I think you should return to your guest" She looked up at him with what would best be described as puppy dog eyes, a shallow frown crossed her face, and a pout graced her lips, but before she could talk he pushed her gently off his lap and held onto her hands so she didn't fall. "Please" he gave her a small kiss to show he wasn't angry, in fact, seeing her was making him feel much better, he could feel the weight of his long work day melting off his shoulders. Before he had a chance to realise what was happening she had looped her arm around his, and dragged him into the parlour full of very loud music and some very fascinating women.
A drink was thrust into his right hand as she let go of his left hand. She swept across the room, the dress pulling heavily at her hips as she bent to put a stop to the music. He took a long sip of his drink, knowing that whatever she was about to do was going to involve him. They all stopped to look at her, there were about 15 women in total, all of varying ages and all in very varying outfits, but all with a drink in hand. She went up on her tip toes in an attempt to make sure everyone was listening before a glass of champagne was placed into her hand by a woman of about 21 with pale blonde hair and very blue eyes. "Sorry to interrupt everyone," she looked around the room, "I would just like to thank everyone for coming and for being a part of this club, which, I think is filled with the most adventurous set of women in Victoria." She gave a gracious smile and raised her glass to the women in the room, "I would like to propose a toast to all of you and I hope that next year is full of as much adventure as this." The woman all raised their glasses "Adventure" and began to drink before Miss Fisher spoke again "I would also like to introduce you all to my biggest adventure of the year" he felt himself flush as he felt 15 sets of eyes turn to look at him, curious, pleased eyes looking him over and deciding if he was good enough for their Madame President. She smiled at him wickedly, "Detective Inspector Jack Robinson." Several of the women said hello and he smiled a slightly embarrassed smile before she flicked the music back on and walked back over to him looping her arm through his.
He wanted to say something to her, but no words seemed to sum it up. He knew as long as they weren't alone there was no real chance of her attacking him again. He instead took another glass of champagne and allowed her to introduce him to the myriad of women who were desperate to meet this famous Inspector who had Miss Fisher so apparently infatuated.
He had noticed she had stopped accepting champagne, and then he realised the late hour. It was now after 11 and he had arrived home at 9. He pulled her away into a corner where they might not be heard. Her eyes lit up, she was hoping he would drag her away to an intimate corner soon, "How long do you plan on" he waved his arm indicating the party "this for?"
"Why Jack do you need me?" her eyes shined and it had nothing to do with the champagne. He remained silent, apparently considering what she had said, she knew he had worked a 12 hour shift and put a soft hand to his much rougher hand. "You can go to bed anytime you like, you have had a long day I'm sure, and you look dreadful." Her lips quirked at this and he gave her a look at which she giggled.
He felt like he needed to justify himself. "It's not because" she again went up on tip toe, without her usual high heels she was shorter than Jack by a head, and pressed a kiss to his lips. "Really Jack, go to bed, I will be up soon." She winked at him and gave him a gentle pinch on the bottom simultaneously pulling him toward the door leading him out to the hallway where he pulled her into a tight hug, choosing to ignore her wink and wandering hand, using her body as a buffer from the hard day he had.