It's been a super long and crazy day with work and cleaning the old house this one is pretty short.
Ch. 3 Happiness in our Eyes
(CLARE)
"Agent McHale I found a connection between a few of the victims."
It's Saturday morning and I snuck away from making naked breakfast with Owen to call Agent McHale and tell him what I found. Owen hadn't noticed I was gone yet but I knew he would soon.
"You found a connection already?" Agent McHale asks.
"Yeah I haven't looked at all the files yet but I know it connects at least four of the victims. I can come in tomorrow and give a working profile," I reply.
"Tomorrow would be good; I'll call in as many people as I can. Is Monday good for you and Miles to leave for Ontario? If you leave Monday you can be back Wednesday. Miles said it was good for him," Agent McHale tells me.
"Yeah Monday should be fi…aghh," I shriek when Owen envelopes me in his arms from behind and kisses my neck.
"Clare?"
"Sorry it was my husband. Monday should be fine and I'll be in tomorrow to give a working profile."
"Good we'll see you tomorrow enjoy your party tonight."
"Calling other men while we're making naked breakfast together," Owen grouses.
"I had to I had something I needed to tell him about the case. I'm going in tomorrow to give a working profile and Monday Miles and I flying to Ottawa but I'll be back on Wednesday," I tell my husband.
"So it's our time together and you're leaving me to go off with another man for three days? Should I be worried?"
I twist my face at him and pinch his side. He grins and tickles my side as our lips attach. We probably would have kept kissing and it would have led to more if not for one thing.
"Owen I smell smoke," I exclaim pushing him away.
"Shit our breakfast," he says taking my hand and running into the kitchen.
We get there just as the smoke alarm starts going off, Owen turns that off before the sprinklers come on. I take the pan off the stove and he opens windows and doors to let the smoke out.
"Well so much for breakfast, let's get dressed and go out, spend the day together doing some of our favorite things before Adam's party. Especially since I'm losing you to another guy for three days," Owen comments.
"You know going out means we have to put clothes on," I comment.
"That's okay I'll just get you naked tonight," Owen says with a carnal grin and capturing my lips.
After leaving the burnt breakfast to soak so we can clean the pan later we get dressed and ready and go out to breakfast. We go to our favorite spot and eat a leisurely breakfast, after breakfast we take a walk through Central Park and even go to the zoo before returning to the house to get ready for Adam's party. It's not fancy or super dressy but we do put on nicer clothes than jeans and t-shirts before leaving for Adam and Grace's house in Ridgewood, New Jersey.
"Happy Birthday," I grin hugging Adam when we come in.
"Thanks," he smiles.
Owen says Happy Birthday and hugs Adam while I hug Grace and then Owen hugs Grace. Drew, Bianca and the Torres parents are already here and we greet them all with hugs.
"Where are the girls?" I ask. Grace and Adam have two girls, Diana is five and she was named both after me and after Princess Diana. And a three year old named Aiyanna after Grace's grandmother.
"They're both at friend's houses, Diana is spending the night but Aiyanna will get picked up Audra and Omar in a few hours and stay the night at the hotel with them. Then both girls are flying back to Toronto with their grandparents tomorrow," Grace tells me.
"We were just setting up the BBQ out back, you want to help with the meat and grab a beer Owen?" Adam offers.
"Yeah thanks," Owen grins.
"Would you like a glass of wine Clare? We were just about to get a few glasses and sit on the patio," Grace tells me.
"A glass of wine sounds lovely," I smile.
Audra pours us each a glass of wine and we go out to the patio. Grace and Adam have a nice detached house with a large yard. Adam is a syndicated DJ and Grace works at a major programming firm.
By the time the guys have meat grilling a lot of other people have arrived for the party. People are talking and mingling, most of the people here are from Grace and Adam's jobs or colleges. Eli arrives with his wife Astrid; they met when he was working on a film. Eli and I say hello and catch up a little, he was my first love but Owen is my forever love.
"Since Adam didn't want anything big last year for his 30th Audra and I put this together to celebrate his 31st," Grace says pulling a screen down and starting a projector.
It begins showing images of Adam through the ages, everyone here knows about Gracie so there's a few pictures of her too. There are several pictures of Adam, Eli and I in high school and I lean against Owen with a reminiscent smile as I look at them. Of course there are lots with Drew and Adam and the Torres family together, a few with Dallas, Drew and Adam, and one with Dallas and Adam. A couple pictures of Whisper Hug, one of them performing and one of them posing. When I see Maya with her cello a revelation hits me like a bolt of lightning and I inadvertently grab Owen's hand.
"Are you okay?" Owen whispers to me and I nod.
The slideshow continues with pictures of Adam and Grace, Adam and I graduating, more pictures of Adam and Grace together and pictures of Adam after his surgery and totally transformed into a male. Pictures of their wedding and the births of their daughters Diana and Aiyanna, the last picture is of Adam and his family. When the slideshow ends people start mingling and others say goodbye, I start working my way over to Adam and Grace and Owen follows me.
"That was great; it was fun to see all of those old pictures. Do either of you know where Maya is now?" I question and they both furrow their brows a little at the question.
"Yeah I'm still friends with her and Zig on facerange. They're touring the west coast to get their music careers going," Grace tells me.
"Oh good," I grin, "I'm going to get some more wine and cake."
Owen follows me and we get some more food, we stay for a couple more hours and don't leave until after eleven and it's a forty minute drive home.
"Why'd you ask about Maya tonight?" Owen asks. I just bite my lip and look out the window. "It's about the case isn't it?" Owen questions.
"Maya fits the victimology but the killer has not struck anywhere on the west coast. It struck me when I saw the Whisper Hug picture," I inform him. We get home after midnight and I'm fairly tired and still have a working profile to put together tonight. "I know you aren't going to like this but I'm going to shower and get some work done. I have to go in tomorrow morning to give a working profile," I remind my husband.
"I don't like that at all but can I at least shower with you?" He asks hopefully.
I don't reply just grip his shirt and pull him up to the washroom. I turn on our shower; we had the shower custom made with the bonus check from my first book and the check from Owen's first endorsement deal. The shower is double sized with two rain shower heads on the ceiling, one massager head on the walls, these detach, and six body sprays on the two walls. At the back of the shower is a long curved bench and shelves in the corners of the showers give us storage for shampoo and all that. The shower is large and luxurious and gives us ample room to both get clean and down and dirty.
The water heats up almost instantly and we quickly undress before stepping in. Owen takes my body wash and washes my body very intimately with his hands. He takes one of the massager heads down and puts it on the lowest setting before rinsing me off. I do exactly the same for him with his body wash and when I put the shower head back after rinsing him and Owen cups my chin capturing my lips. He gently pushes me against the wall and his hands roam over my skin. I feel his growing erection poking at my hip and I reach down taking his length into my hand and stroking him gently. Owen releases a soft moan into the kiss and grips my breasts softly.
When Owen is completely hard he grips my ass gently and lifts me up. I loop my arms around his neck and break from the kiss for a throaty moan as he thrusts into me. There is something very sensual about making love under the warm rain of our shower. It's not slow making but it's not fast pounding fucking either. When we've both reached climax Owen sets me down, he kisses the back of my neck and washes my hair for me before we get out of the shower.
"Don't stay up too late," Owen tells me as we get out of the shower.
"I won't I'm just going to put down some notes and get them out of my head so I can write up the profile tomorrow morning. After I give the working profile tomorrow morning I'm all yours."
"Good," Owen grins licentiously, "then you should get naked the second you walk into the door."
"As you wish Husband."
"I love you," he smiles and kisses my temple. "Let me know if you need anything and don't get caught up in work. If you're not in bed in forty-five minutes I'm going to come and get you," Owen warns me.
I smile at my husband, put my robe on and go into my office to work. I put down a few notes but stop myself from going through any more of the files. I brush my teeth and get ready for bed before joining Owen in bed. He's still awake and doing things on his tablet but he turns it off when I get in bed. He turns off the light and puts his arm around me and we fall asleep together. Owen is awake first and my wonderful husband makes me breakfast in bed.
"I'll leave you to work I'm going to go run some errands. I'll see you this afternoon and I want to come home to a naked wife," Owen reminds me and I giggle.
"As soon as I'm through the door I promise. I love you Husband and thank you for my breakfast in bed."
"I love you," Owen smiles stroking on of my curls between two of his fingers and takes my lips for a sweetly gentle kiss.
Owen leaves and I finish my breakfast before putting my robe on and going into my office and getting my work done. I am presenting at eleven so I quickly get dressed and leave for the station.
"Thank you everyone for coming in on a Sunday. Remember this is a working profile based on preliminary findings. In going through some of the files I found a link between some of the victims. They are all musically gifted but never lived up to their potential. I believe we are looking for a male age 25 to 35, someone who is exacting revenge against these women. He's looking for victims based on having musical gifts that they never lived up to and are within a certain age bracket. I believe a woman in his life, a sister, an ex-girlfriend, possibly even his mother was musically gifted by either squandered the gift or gave up on music completely. He's taken eight women in six months so he doesn't have a long cooling off period and because we've only found one body it is very likely he's holding them for long periods of time and most likely trying to live out some fantasy and if these women fail to live up to his fantasy they will die. Again this is a working profile and I will have a more comprehensive profile when Miles and I return from Canada."
"Thank you Clare, please hold your questions until she returns with a comprehensive profile. Thank you everyone that came in, Miles and Clare I have your flight booked please come with me for a moment," Agent McHale requests.
(OWEN)
I get home from running a few errands and when I open the front door find my beautifully sexy wife waiting naked for me at the door. I grin lustfully dropping my bags to the floor and picking her up into my arms.
"I think I should come home to a naked wife every week," Owen smiles.
"When the kids are at your parents you can come home to a naked wife," she replies.
I carry her up to our room and set her on the bed. I lie her on her stomach and sit on her butt as I start rubbing her back.
"Everything go okay this morning?" I ask her.
"Yeah Agent McHale also booked a flight for me and Miles. Our flight is at one tomorrow which at least gives us the morning."
"Well at least we have the morning and I'll take you to the airport. Since you're going to be gone I was thinking some of the guys and I would go to Atlantic City or something for a couple of days. I'd be back by Wednesday to pick you up from the airport," I comment.
"I think that's a great idea, you should go and have some fun," she replies and then moans since I'm still rubbing her back.
I keep rubbing her back until she's thoroughly relaxed then I open her legs and rub her pussy lips as I stroke myself. I lift her hips and penetrate into her, thrusting in swiftly and deeply. Clare tenses and moans her hips move up a little more and I slide my arm under her to help into a better position. I don't have a favorite love making position; my favorite lovemaking position is any position with my sensual, stunning and sexy wife.
As I thrust slowly I watch Clare's body undulate, I watch the arch of her back and how her spine moves. I watch her shoulder blades move licentiously and remind me vaguely of wings. I watch her ass cheeks clench and relax with various movements. I watch her neck crane back and her head move as I delight in the incredibly lascivious and arousing symphony of moans. From this position I can feel her inner core tense around me with arousal and illicitly exciting sensations. I lean down placing a soft kiss between her shoulders, it drives me into her even farther and we both moan. I bring her to climax like this but I hold back.
After Clare has climaxed I pull out briefly and turn her over. With her on her back I put her legs over my shoulders and penetrate into her again. I'm able to thrust all the way in, Clare lets out a sort of screaming moan and grips onto me. I thrust slowly and Clare's throaty moans of pleasure are coming in endless chains. I watch her head lull back into the pillow; I watch her breasts bounce and her chest heave with each breath. I watch her entire body tremble in euphoric bliss. I bring her to yet another orgasm but I can no longer hold back and I climax with my wife. Pulling out and lying next to her while we recover.
"I don't know about you but I'm starving after that," Clare comments.
"I am definitely hungry let's go make some dinner," I remark taking her hand and pulling her up.
We go downstairs and look through the kitchen deciding what to make for dinner. We make a simple dinner and naked at the breakfast counter. It's a warm night and after dinner and cleaning up we go skinny dipping in our pool and then pour a couple glasses of wine and sit in our hot tub and look at the stars before going to bed. Clare's flight doesn't leave until one but it's still an international flight which means customs and she likes to get there early to get through security so after sleeping in and a late breakfast she starts packing and then Miles calls and they arrange to meet at the airport. I take Clare's bag into the car and drive her to the airport.
"Call me when you land and get to the hotel. Call me every day and be careful," I tell Clare parking at departures and getting out of the car to tell her goodbye.
"I promise," she smiles hugging me tightly and crushing her lips to mine.
"Don't worry Owen," Miles says breaking us from our kiss, "I'll take good care of her."
"I love you," Clare tells me giving me another passionate kiss before she takes her bag and disappears into the airport with Miles.
I get back in the car and drive home to pack. At least three days in Atlantic City with a few of my old teammates should keep me distracted from the fact that my wife is away. Not just away but away with another guy tracking a killer.
The update on Tuesday March 15th will begin with Miles and Clare in Ottawa.