A/N - if you don't hate her by now, you will by the end of the chapter. Just keep repeating the mantra "It will always get worse before it gets better".
and just remember that Kennedi does get hers in the end. ~evil grin~
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Original Sin
- Part Seventeen
Disclaimer: See Part 1
Rating: PG
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"How can I resist such an offer?" He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose before sliding off of her and walking towards the table where he'd put the bottle and glasses.
He heard a slight movement behind him and turned around. She was closing the bathroom door behind her. He smiled and sauntered over. "I've seen you naked before Cherie. No need to hide from me."
The sound of running water greeted him. A furrow creased his forehead. "Keni?"
"Just a minute Frank. I've got a surprise for you."
"But... your wine..."
"Go ahead and open it, I'll be right out!"
Blinking in confusion, Frank finally shrugged and opened the bottle. He was just pouring out the first glass when she opened the door, wrapped in a towel. She tucked her hair back behind one ear and smiled while holding her hand out to him. "Come."
"Yes Ma'am" he drawled thickly. Picking up the bottle of wine and the other glass, he stepped over to her. Her eyes flicked down over his magnificent body as she reached for the bottle and empty glass.
"Set mine on the sink. I'll pour yours out and bring it to you." She whispered as her mouth found his broad chest in a soft kiss. Her free hand caressed down his stomach to the semi-hard member between his thighs.
Frank groaned softly. "Keni.."
"Get into the water Frank. Please?"
He looked down into her soft gray eyes and melted. She'd done this for him once before. He'd had a busy week and came home one night with his back and shoulders full of knotted muscles. She smiled and drew him a scalding hot bath, then slowly sponged the hot water all over his chest and shoulders while the steam helped relax him. That was one of the most treasured memories that he'd held onto.
Keni watched as he caressed her cheek, then stepped past her into the bathroom. When she heard him set the glass down and begin to step into the tub, she hurried over to her slacks discarded onto the floor. She searched the pockets and came up with the little white capsule. "I'm sorry Frank" she whispered as she broke the seal and shook the small amount of powder into the bottom of the glass and quickly filled it with the red wine. This was it.. No going back now as she turned and sashayed into the bathroom with a slow sultry sway of her hips. The sleeping pill would be just enough combined with the wine to put Frank into a light sleep... the heat of the water and the massage would put him out completely.
Frank's eyes were closed as he leaned his head back on the edge of the tub. He felt her hands on his, placing the glass of wine in his hand. He purred and sipped the wine, moaning softly as he felt the water move around him.
Slowly Keni dipped the washcloth into the water and dragged it up his stomach and chest. Under her hand, his stomach muscles clenched and unclenched rhythmically. Slowly, over and over again, she dipped the washcloth into the water and dragged it back up - over his shoulders, up his neck, his back and over his arms. When she was satisfied that his neck and shoulders had received enough attention, she refilled his glass of wine and handed it back to him before she slipped the washcloth down his thighs.
Frank was feeling more and more relaxed with the heat of the water and the long slow strokes of the washcloth over his body. The alcohol from the wine was also helping put him into a deeply relaxed state. He felt Keni's hands caressing him under the water, her fingers massaging his legs and elsewhere. Oddly, though, he couldn't feel himself react to her hands. That was the first clue something was wrong.
"Keni." he whispered. His tongue felt thick and heavy.
"Shhh Frank. Let the water do its job. Relax..." she purred in his ear as her fingers stroked his throat and neck. It broke her heart to know she was drugging him into oblivion, but it had to be done. She leaned over his shoulder and nibbled at his neck, listening keenly for his breathing pattern.
"It's... not right... something... is."
"Shhh Frank. Come on. I'll help you to the bed." she whispered softly in his ear. "Everything will be all right."
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and just remember that Kennedi does get hers in the end. ~evil grin~
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Original Sin
- Part Seventeen
Disclaimer: See Part 1
Rating: PG
--
"How can I resist such an offer?" He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose before sliding off of her and walking towards the table where he'd put the bottle and glasses.
He heard a slight movement behind him and turned around. She was closing the bathroom door behind her. He smiled and sauntered over. "I've seen you naked before Cherie. No need to hide from me."
The sound of running water greeted him. A furrow creased his forehead. "Keni?"
"Just a minute Frank. I've got a surprise for you."
"But... your wine..."
"Go ahead and open it, I'll be right out!"
Blinking in confusion, Frank finally shrugged and opened the bottle. He was just pouring out the first glass when she opened the door, wrapped in a towel. She tucked her hair back behind one ear and smiled while holding her hand out to him. "Come."
"Yes Ma'am" he drawled thickly. Picking up the bottle of wine and the other glass, he stepped over to her. Her eyes flicked down over his magnificent body as she reached for the bottle and empty glass.
"Set mine on the sink. I'll pour yours out and bring it to you." She whispered as her mouth found his broad chest in a soft kiss. Her free hand caressed down his stomach to the semi-hard member between his thighs.
Frank groaned softly. "Keni.."
"Get into the water Frank. Please?"
He looked down into her soft gray eyes and melted. She'd done this for him once before. He'd had a busy week and came home one night with his back and shoulders full of knotted muscles. She smiled and drew him a scalding hot bath, then slowly sponged the hot water all over his chest and shoulders while the steam helped relax him. That was one of the most treasured memories that he'd held onto.
Keni watched as he caressed her cheek, then stepped past her into the bathroom. When she heard him set the glass down and begin to step into the tub, she hurried over to her slacks discarded onto the floor. She searched the pockets and came up with the little white capsule. "I'm sorry Frank" she whispered as she broke the seal and shook the small amount of powder into the bottom of the glass and quickly filled it with the red wine. This was it.. No going back now as she turned and sashayed into the bathroom with a slow sultry sway of her hips. The sleeping pill would be just enough combined with the wine to put Frank into a light sleep... the heat of the water and the massage would put him out completely.
Frank's eyes were closed as he leaned his head back on the edge of the tub. He felt her hands on his, placing the glass of wine in his hand. He purred and sipped the wine, moaning softly as he felt the water move around him.
Slowly Keni dipped the washcloth into the water and dragged it up his stomach and chest. Under her hand, his stomach muscles clenched and unclenched rhythmically. Slowly, over and over again, she dipped the washcloth into the water and dragged it back up - over his shoulders, up his neck, his back and over his arms. When she was satisfied that his neck and shoulders had received enough attention, she refilled his glass of wine and handed it back to him before she slipped the washcloth down his thighs.
Frank was feeling more and more relaxed with the heat of the water and the long slow strokes of the washcloth over his body. The alcohol from the wine was also helping put him into a deeply relaxed state. He felt Keni's hands caressing him under the water, her fingers massaging his legs and elsewhere. Oddly, though, he couldn't feel himself react to her hands. That was the first clue something was wrong.
"Keni." he whispered. His tongue felt thick and heavy.
"Shhh Frank. Let the water do its job. Relax..." she purred in his ear as her fingers stroked his throat and neck. It broke her heart to know she was drugging him into oblivion, but it had to be done. She leaned over his shoulder and nibbled at his neck, listening keenly for his breathing pattern.
"It's... not right... something... is."
"Shhh Frank. Come on. I'll help you to the bed." she whispered softly in his ear. "Everything will be all right."
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