Chapter 2 trick or treat
Morgan was about to blow Garcia mind with his kinky surprise. She was on her way home from a 3 day mandatory tech conference in New York City. He had searched high and low for the perfect out fit and props to wow her he was so glad they had the time off. He stood in the bathroom looking at himself in the mirror he couldn't believe she could bring this out of him. Shit he didn't even know he had it in him. One thing he knew for sure he loved the kinky in him for two reasons it made her happy and it felt damn good. His family room had been transformed into a saloon right out of the Wild West! All of the furniture had been moved into the garage. Hay bales were stacked up randomly, he had a table for two set up and of course a fully stocked bar. He even downloaded some country music to play through his sound system.
He took a long hot shower and took his sweet time prepping for tonight he rubbed his body down in oils and her favorite cologne. He even brought a cock ring online of course he wanted to make sure that he stayed good and hard for the visual effect of the costume that he brought. He took his time and stroked his 10 thick inches while he thought of all the things he would do to her tonight. With his last stroke he slid his ring on. After his move he made with his body tonight he would look back in the mirror as if to reassure himself of his sexiness that he damn sure knew he had.
"Damn if I ever need nee a career to fall back on after the FBI and construction I can be a stripper"
He said out loud as he put his hands on his hips. And took a shot of scotch.
Just then his phone rang that special tone and he knew it was his baby
"Hey sexy mama how is the train ride"
"It's cool I just wish the powers that be would stop being cheap shit I'm spoiled why couldn't they let us techs get the jet."
Morgan laughed at her little rant.
"I need to see you bad baby really really bad"
He moaned.
"trust me I feel the same way I'm used to you being gone and me being stuck at home longing for your touch now for once the tables were turned but don't worry I'm coming Derick trust me and when I get there I will be coming in more ways than one."
"I will be pulling into the station in about 20 more minutes then I'm hoping a cab and coming right to you baby."
"I will be here waiting for you and baby be careful"
"I will"
She spoke softly and hung up.
He made sure his thighs were extra oiled so the chaps wouldn't chafe as he put them on he slid on the boots and hip holster. He grabbed his hat and headed down to warm up dinner and relax. He chuckled to himself as he walked down his steps at the jingle and clang of the spurs on his boots. He knew just from his simple amusement he was buzzed from the scotch.
He was glad he decided to get their themed dinner catered, that way he could spend more time on his fine details. Bbq baby back ribs, corn on the cob, baked potatoes and beans. The plates were fixed and warming in the oven. The fridge in the bar was full beer. He went into the family room to check it once more he had huge faux fur blankets randomly laid over the piles of hay because he knew his baby had to be comfortable and there would be no upstairs tonight.
He took an armful of hay and sprinkled it in his doorway and grabbed his lasso and waited to see her cab in the driveway. Not 10 had passed and he saw the headlights. Ok Morgan ShowTime he spoke confidently as he stood up tipped his hat and stood in the doorway of the family room which was down the main hall.
She was at the door trying to figure out why he didn't come out and meet her at the door. As soon as she reached the porch of course the motion detector lights woke up. That's when she saw the hay.
"what the fuck is going on she asked out loud as the door eased open slowly this is so not any Derick Morgan scenario that I know."
She took one step in the doorway and heard the country western tunes.
And then she heard him in the sexiest country drawl she ever heard
"You stop right there you pretty lil lady. Drop those bags and bring that sexy lily white ass over here to greet your only lonely cowboy"
There she stood in the hay at the door looking at the sexist thing she had ever seen.
To be continued
