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Jackie purred when he opened up the door. Ricky was all smiles when he finally recognized her. She had picked her best dress out for just this occasion. When she'd gotten a call from him directly, she knew that it was time. So, she had poured herself into the dress, smoothed the thigh high stockings on over her long legs, slipped on a pair of heels and slid behind the wheel of her car.
Down the hall, Shay and Alex watched with a sickening feeling in their stomachs. How could he? How could Jake do this? They could see his face, see the smile he gave the leggy redhead. He used to shine that smile on his wife and her alone.
"Poor Frankie," Shay whispered.
"What was that Shay?" Frank's voice crackled in her ear.
"I said 'poor Frankie'. She's going to be absolutely heartbroken when she finds out what's going on with Jake."
"I know baby." Frank sighed softly. He had hoped that Jake would get over this seeming obsession he had with this Jacqueline Hennessy. But he hadn't. "When is she due back from D.C.?"
"Tomorrow evening. I'm picking her and Jessie up at 5."
"And there they go, into the little love nest. God I could just rip his nuts off right now." Alex growled.
Down the hall in the opposite direction where Frank and Cody were hidden, both men cringed and doubled over slightly at the thought. Sympathy pains not withstanding, they both felt a little bit bad for Jake once Frankie got home. After she got over the incredible hurt, she was going to make Jake suffer far worse than either one of the 'Lady Agents' could ever think of.
Jackie licked her lips as Ricky closed the door behind her. "Are we alone this time?"
"Is that important?" Jake put his hands on her hips and pulled her up close to him. As her soft warm body molded against his, he breathed in the scent of her. She'd worn her hair loose tonight and he buried his nose into it, breathing in the vanilla orange scent of it.
"Very. I don't like your friends from the bar. They look a bit… illegal." Jackie smirked and wiggled her derriere against his groin. She was rewarded with a lusty growl and the feel of Jake's fingers digging into her hips. "I have some news for you."
"Oh?" Jake released his grip on her and turned her around. "What is it?"
"Later. I need you. Here, now…" she whispered as her mouth descended on his rapturously. As she kissed him, her hands slid down his chest and around his waist to cup his buttocks, squeezing them firmly and possessively.
Jake moaned, grasping her waist tightly and holding her against him. Sweet Jesus he needed her fiercely! Slowly, inch by inch, he maneuvered her across the room until they bumped into the couch. When he felt Jackie shift her weight and pull her with him, he let loose a surprised gasp as he fell on top of her, their legs tangled together as their lips met again.
But Jake's curiosity was getting the better of him and he broke the kiss. "Tell me your little secret."
She looked up and smiled. Reaching up, her fingers slid into the hair on the back of his head and drew him down to her. Her lips tickled against his ear as she whispered softly.
Jake's eyes widened as he raised back just a breath to look down at her. "WHAT?!" He started to laugh, giggling like a schoolboy when she nodded her head with a smile.
Shay and Alex were inching down the hallway towards Jake's door. Frank and Cody were inching down towards them. The plan was to surprise Jake and his illicit lover, and to conveniently let it slip that Jake was a married man and a father… oh, and by the way put the fear of God into the 'slutpuppy'. Slutpuppy had been Shay's word for the woman and Frank had to force himself to not chuckle at the term. But, right now he felt much the same. After hearing Alex and Shay describe the look on Jake's face when Ms. Hennessy arrived, Frank found himself hating the woman who had seemingly replaced Frankie in Jake's eyes.
All four of them stopped for a moment at the door to the apartment Jake was in and listened. They heard soft voices, a giggle here and there, growls and moans sprinkled in liberally for effect. All four of them felt their stomachs turning at the sound of the heavy petting and obviously impassioned actions. Frank looked at Shay, Alex and then Cody. On the count of three, he turned the knob and threw open the door. All four of them jumped in, weapons drawn and a very loud and authoritative 'FREEZE!' echoed in the apartment.
Jake heard the doorknob jiggle before the door flew open. He instantly rolled off of Jackie and grabbed up his gun just in time to hear the word 'freeze' being shouted by four voices he recognized all too well. He saw Frank, Shay, Alex and Cody standing there in the doorway, guns drawn and looking like they were ready to kill him. He flicked a look over at Jackie, then slowly lowered his own. "Guys… I can explain this. Really…"
"Really?" This time it was Cody who's voice dripped with disgust and disdain. "You're an adulterer Jake! I can't believe you! I was the one who supported you through it all, kept telling them that they were nuts to think you'd cheat on Frankie!"
Behind the back of the couch and out of sight of the four Federal Agents, Jackie was giggling silently as she braced herself up with one arm, the other holding her dress up over her bare breasts. Her legs hung over the arm, bent at the knees as her black stiletto heels dangled from her toes. Jake flicked a look over at her and she nearly burst out laughing again. His shirt was open and untucked from his pants. He looked fit to be tied. And if she had her way, he would be trussed up once this mess was explained
"Now, Cody. Trust me, there's an excellent explanation for this. You see… Miss Hennessy, er, Jackie that is… well… she… I… Oh dear." He sighed and stood up slowly. This wasn't going to be as easy as he thought.
Shay growled and walked over. Without even flinching, she reached out and slapped him. "How could you? After everything we've told you?! Have you thought about what this is going to do to Frankie once she finds out? She and your daughter are coming home tomorrow morning, Jake! And now, this? You should be at home, getting everything ready for her! Instead, you're here, having a tumble with-"
"His wife," came the oddly familiar, yet slightly English accented voice behind the sofa.
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