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As Bull stepped from the shower, his wife turned and watched him dry off, mesmerized by every move his body made. Slipping from the covers, she padded to the bathroom and stood, naked, in the doorway.
Bull looked up and smiled, "Silky, I don't have time for the things I want to do with that body of yours this morning. I can't be late on my first day." He walked over to her, slipped an arm around her waist, and pulled her to him. "My God woman, I'll never get enough of you."
As she slid her hand down his chest, she smiled. When her hand reached his quickly hardening cock, she laughed as he gasped when she squeezed. "Sure you don't have time for a quickie?"
"Nothing about making love to you is quick," came his husky reply.
"Then don't make love to me this morning. Fuck me," she whispered in his ear before she nipped his lobe. Before she had time to think, she was spun around, her hands were firmly planted on the counter top. She felt Bull's cock plunge inside of her, his hands in a bruising grip on her hips as he pounded into her harder and faster than ever before.
"Oh God, yes, Jer. Fuck me. Fuck me hard," she panted out between thrusts.
Knowing he was about to cum, he reached down the front of his wife and swiped his thumb across her clit. He was amazed at how wet she was. Three flicks of her clit and he heard her scream as her body clamped down on his cock, preventing him from pulling out for a second. Feeling her heat rush over him, he lost any control he had and spilled inside her once again.
Laying his head on her back, he tried to control his breathing, "Damn woman. I don't think I'll ever get tired of the sex with you."
"I should hope not," she replied as he stood up.
He watched as she made her way to the shower. He was torn; part of him wanted desperately to join her and make love to her they way she deserved, but the other part knew he had to get to work. With a quick kiss, he told her he loved her, and headed to get dressed.
OOO
When Bull stepped off the elevator on the fifth floor, he was met by Tank and Ram. "Morning," he said.
Ram nodded as Tank said, "Morning," and turned towards his office. "Follow."
Bull and Ram followed Tank to the office. Once they stepped inside, Tank turned and said, "Ram is going to take you to the gun range today. You need to pass qualifications before you can be given a piece. Once the qualifications are done, come back up here and we'll see where to go after that."
"Sounds good," Bull replied and turned to follow Ram.
Down in the gun range, Ram opened up the gun cabinet. "There are 47 different types of guns in here. You need to disassemble, reassemble, load, shoot, disassemble, clean, reassemble, and put away each and every gun. You need to shoot three rounds from each gun. We can wait on the time quals for another time if you want, or you can do the time quals along with all the others right now. Up to you."
Bull looked at the guns hanging in front of him. Turning to Ram, he said, "Let's do the time quals as well."
Ram set the clock at zero and nodded to Bull. When Bull pulled the first gun out, Ram started the clock. He watched as Bull did everything he was told. Fifty minutes later, Bull had gone through all 47 guns and had the gun cabinet shut. Ram stopped the clock and pulled in the paper target.
Looking at the target, Ram whistled, "Damn. I think you just gave me a hard-on. One hundred forty-one bullets and only one fucking hole. Dude, you're the shit! I think you might have beaten everyone except for Ranger."
Bull smiled at Ram, "I doubt that."
Walking back up to the fifth floor, Ram slammed the target on Tank's desk, "Check that shit out. He fired a hundred and forty-one fucking bullets… only one hole."
Tank whistled, "Looks like Ranger's gonna have some competition." Placing the target in a file, Tank looked back at Bull, "Next up will be Bobby with your physical and then you'll have hand to hand combat with Lester."
"I have my papers from my last physical if that will help," Bull told him.
"No need. It's a requirement for every employee here. Bobby does all our physicals. We need him to have a comparison of his own."
Bull nodded and waited while Tank punched a few numbers on his phone. "Brown, Bull's all yours," he heard him say.
A few moments later, there was a knock on Tank's door and Bobby stepped in. "Ready?"
"As I'll ever be," Bull said as he turned and followed Bobby down to the infirmary. Bobby poked and prodded Bull, made notes of all his scars and what type of injury. Bull was sure Bobby was going to ask a few questions, but when he didn't Bull had to ask.
"Aren't you going to ask how I received most of these?"
"No need. I can tell what most of them are from just by the way they look."
Bull looked like he didn't believe him, so Bobby demonstrated. "Take this one on your right shoulder blade, that was a knife wound. This one, just under your rib cage, that was a gun shot. Recently… I'd say within the last two to three months." Bobby moved down to Bull's left thigh, "This one is a gunshot, but the bullet is still lodged in there somewhere. Right below that is a knife wound; I'd venture to say from someone, most likely you, trying to take the bullet out." Bobby looked up at Bull, "How am I doing?"
Bull nodded, "Not bad. Damn, most doctors have to ask what they're from and when."
"Well," smirked Bobby, "I'm not most doctors. Do I need to continue to tell you what all your scars are from?" Bull shook his head and let Bobby go on.
After the physical was complete, Bobby handed Bull some basketball shorts, "Change into these, and then we'll go to the gym. Lester will be there to do your take down test.
Bull changed and made his way to the gym with Bobby's help. Lester was bouncing in the ring, waiting for his opponent. He was in the mood to spar and this is just what he needed; fresh meat.
Bull stepped in the ring and bumped fists with Lester. Backing into his corner, he waited until Bobby rang the bell. The two men circled each other; neither sure of the others first move, but unwilling to back down. Finally, unable to stand it any longer, Bull faked a punch and did a leg sweep on Les. Les went down and quicker than he could blink, Bull was hovering over him.
Jumping to his feet, Les threw a few jabs to Bulls ribs, barely blocking a roundhouse kick to the head. Bobby kept an eye on the two, making sure no major damage was done. Lester and Bull went around for over an hour before Bobby called it even.
Lester and Bull bumped fists and climbed out of the ring, "Not bad, Bull," Lester commented on the way to the showers.
"You did pretty damn good, too," joked Bull.
After the two were showered and re-dressed, they jogged up the stairs to the fifth floor. Walking past the conference room, they heard Ranger bellow, "Bull, Santos." Heading in, they saw Tank, Bobby, and Ram.
"I believe I owe lunch to the four of you," Ranger said. "Bull, why don't you join us and we can discuss a few things." Bull nodded. "If you want, give your wife a call and see if she would like to meet up with you for lunch, get to meet some of the guys you work with."
"When and where? I'm sure she'd love it."
Ranger hung his head, "The guys want 5 Napkin Burger in South Beach. It's on Lincoln Road." Bull heard the men snicker as Ranger said where they were going; he wondered what that was about but decided to call his wife instead of asking.
Bull stepped out into the hall and pulled his phone from his hip. Dialing his home number, he waited.
"Hello?" came the voice he was waiting for on the third ring.
"Hey baby," he said with a smile on his face.
"Hi Jer. Is everything okay?" she asked.
"Everything's fine. Listen, some of the guys are heading out to lunch and want to know if you'd like to meet us there."
"That sounds wonderful. I was just getting ready to look for something to eat. Where should I meet you?"
Bull told her the name of the place and told her he'd see her there when she arrived. Walking back into the conference room, he heard Lester giving Ranger a hard time. "Dude, you so owe us this lunch. Had you not lost the bet, then we'd be eating where you want. Which I guarantee would not be a burger joint."
Ranger growled and snatched his jacket off the back of the chair, "Head out."
Bobby, Lester, Tank, and Ram laughed on their way out of the room and down to the garage. Filling into two SUVs, they headed out to lunch at the greasiest burger joint around.
OOO
The men had just grabbed a table when the bells above the door chimed. Lester looked up as a curly haired brunette walked in wearing camo shorts and a green tank-top. Lester let out a low whistle, which caused Bull to turn around and look.
Smiling, Bull waved to his wife and she stepped up to him. Bull pulled a chair out for her and gave her a chaste kiss before she sat down. "I'm glad you could make it," he told her. Looking at the men, he introduced everyone. "Gentlemen, this is my wife, Silky. Silky, this is Ram, Lester, Tank, Bobby, and Ranger."
As she shook hands with the men, she smiled at them, "It's nice to meet you all. However, only Jer gets to call me Silky. You all can call me Stephanie or Steph." As she shook Ranger's hand, she felt a spark travel up her arm and down her spine.
Ranger looked at her and smiled, "It's nice to meet you, Steph. I'm glad you could join us all for lunch."
The server came over to take the orders. As Stephanie was about to order for herself, Jeremiah spoke up, "She'll have the Caesar Salad with a diet coke."
Ranger watched as the smile slightly faded from Stephanie's face. It wasn't enough that anyone else would notice, but he was trained to notice the smallest of change.
"So Stephanie," Ranger began, "What type of work do you do?"
Setting her ice water back on the table, she replied, "I don't…"
"Silky stays at home and takes care of the house," smiled Bull as he wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "She makes sure dinner is on the table when I get home and keeps the house nice and clean."
Stephanie smiled, but Ranger didn't think it was her best smile. "You know, if you ever want to work outside the home, we have some positions open. Do you have any computer experience?"
Stephanie began to nod, but stopped when she felt Bull's hand squeeze her shoulder. "Thank you for the offer, but I like staying at home."
The food was brought out and set in front of everyone. "Steph," Lester spoke up, "have you made many friends here yet?"
"No, I haven't. I don't have much time," she replied.
"Well, if you want, I can give you my sister's number. She knows the best places to shop around here and she loves people."
Stephanie looked at Bull and back to Lester, "Thank you, Lester. I'd like that."
Lester pulled his business card from his wallet and wrote his sister's number on the back. Handing it to Stephanie, he told her, "Call her any time. Her name is Sophia."
Stephanie slipped the card in her back pocket of her shorts and finished her lunch along with the rest of men at the table. When everyone was finished eating, Stephanie looked at the men, "It was a pleasure to meet all of you."
The guys all extended their hands and when she reached for Ranger's, she felt a jolt of electricity once again shoot through her body. "I hope you'll be joining us for the annual RangeMan Picnic next month," Tank told her.
"Well, get the info to Jer, and I'm sure we'll try," she smiled in response. Bull walked her out to her car, kissed her goodbye, and watched her pull from the lot before heading over to ride with the guys back to the office.
