Chapter 3

Stephanie's POV

I watched him walk out the door. What the hell just happened here? This was so not the Lester I thought I knew. He was in control and seductive and so sexy. The thought that comes to my mind is hell yes, Steph wants to play. That was freaking incredible!

I haven't been this excited in forever. Wow!

The next morning I got up with a grin on my face feeling like I needed more excitement today. I decided to go to Vinnie's bonds office and stopped to get the girls a coffee cake.

"Hey chicks, what's going on around here?"

Connie and Lula looked at me. "Where have you been girl?" Connie asked.

Lula said, "Skinny white bitch. Where are you hidin? Batman's crib?"

"Nope, my boring crib. I'm just working in my little cubicle at Rangeman and Ranger's still in the friggin' wind somewhere.

I've been out dancing with Lester one time but that's about all."

Lula said, "That other fine lookin' Cuban God? Woof! Don't hold out, spill! Tongue?"

"Nice, Gene Simmons nice."

"Shit!"

"Penis?"

"Herbert Horsecock nice."

"Holy shit!"

"He can dance?"

"Can sizzle the panties off a dance partner."

"Shit Fire!"

Both mouths were hanging open. "Girl? Mmm..mm..mm," Lula mumbled.

"Got anything good Connie? I need some excitement."

"Sounds like you gettin' enough, girl. But, maybe I got somethin'.

Here you go, Clyde Platt. New FTA; robbery didn't go off just right. Got the shit beat out of him. He thought he was robbing a bingo hall full of senior citizens. Turns out they were holding a bikers meeting that night." We all busted out laughing.

I took it. "I'm gone girls." I winked at them.

I headed off to Platt's address. I got out of the car and knocked on the door. I knocked again and no answer. I started to walk away when the curtain moved like somebody was peeping out.

Evidently he's suspicious, but I'm smarter than the average bear. I tiptoed around to the back of the house and tried the back door. Locked. I checked a window. Locked. I checked another window. Bingo. I raised it, hopped up, and wiggled through. I was in the laundry room. With stun gun in hand, I tip toed out of the room into the living room. Like a tough guy I said, "Clyde Platt come out. I'm Stephanie Plum. You missed your court date and you're coming with me to be re-bonded right now." A couple of minutes went by. Nothing.

I tiptoed down the hallway and had just passed the hall closet when HOLY SHIT! The biggest fucking snake on the planet started slithering out of one of the rooms toward me. I was in shock and frozen in place for about a minute. That snake's body was still slithering out that door. I ran to the hall closet, opened it, jumped in, and slammed the door.

Shit, shit, shit! Now what do I do? I don't have Ranger rescue available right now and I'm not friggin' calling Morelli. I dialed Lester. "Hey gorgeous, how come you're not in the office today?"

I whispered, "Because I'm trapped in a hall closet in a skip's house."

"Are you in danger Steph?"

"Yeah! There is a fucking snake the length of a football field on the other side of this door and he wants to eat me for lunch."

"That's funny. I was just thinking the same thing myself." I heard the damn humor in his voice.

"Lester! Dammit! Are you going to help me or not?"

"Gotcha' on GPS, be there in a few."

About twenty minutes later I heard a rustling, grunting, and doors slamming. Then someone started to yell and there was a thud and shuffling and then the door opened to the closet and Lester came in and shut the door.

"Aww shit! You lost the battle and now we're both stuck in here? Okay I'll call Tank," I said.

I started to dial my phone and he reached out and grabbed it and turned it off. It was pitch black and I was grabbing out for his hand and accidently touched his massive erection. "What the hell, Lester? We have to get out of here. Turn that off. I'm not doing any snake wrangling." He chuckled.

He said calmly, "There is no danger on the other side of the door and Platt is also subdued and sleeping."

"What? Then let's go."

"No. This is the perfect time for another lesson. This one was going to come a lot later than this but, it's the best fucking opportunity. So, we are going to skip ahead a little. Do you trust me Steph?"

"Uh, yes but I'm confused."

That voice, "Take off your clothes. Everything now."

"Uh Les?"

"Now Stephanie."

"Alright don't get huffy." I felt uncomfortable but it was dark. I took off my t-shirt, bra, boots, jeans, and panties. I left the socks. I figured he couldn't see them anyway. Why waste the time and energy.

Here I was naked in a skip's hall closet with a monster snake outside the door somewhere and a little pissant snake outside the door sleeping and another big snake in here. I sighed. My life. Only thing better would for somebody like Eddie, Carl, or Big Dog to show up and catch me standing here butt naked wearing my socks.

I heard Lester chuckle like he could read my mind. Do all Alpha males have friggin' ESP? "You're talking out loud beautiful."

"Dammit."

"Ready?" he asked. "You mentioned lunch and since I'm hungry we're jumping ahead to this lesson. This time I'm only going to use my tongue and your mind."

"Oooh, Goody!"

"Put your arms behind your back and grab your wrists; arms don't come into play here. Spread your legs as wide as you can and lean against the wall. Do the relaxation exercise now."

I did and I was relaxed but my body was already humming. Then he shocked me with a flick of his tongue to my breast. I jumped and sucked in my breath. Then he flicked the other nipple and I started to shiver. I was soaked between my legs and the tension and excitement was building.

I whispered, "More."

"Patience."

"More!" "Behave, Steph."

Then I heard a rustle and he said seductively, "Does your clit need attention beautiful?" He moved to me and ahhhh, he blew on my clit. "Please?" I begged. He waited a beat and then laved my clit once and sucked hard and I exploded and yelled. I was sliding down the wall when he handed me my panties.

"Lesson over gorgeous. You passed your quiz. Get dressed. Mmmm, you taste good. That was a delicious lunch. That was worth wrestling a snake first to get to you."

I got dressed and he put Platt in my car. He kissed me and winked and walked away.

Platt was awake and he was griping. "What the hell was going on in my hall closet?"

"Lunch break, shut up Platt." I dropped Platt off at the cop shop and got my body receipt. Then I called Connie and Lula to see if they wanted me to pick up something for lunch. I drove through McDonalds and headed back to the bonds office.

I told the girls about Platt's big snake. Lula said, "Shit! I hate snakes. Good thing I wasn't there girl. I woulda' passed out dead cold and the fucker woulda' squeezed my ass and ate it. I like my ass dammit!" She was looking behind her at her plenteous butt. Connie and I laughed at that.

I cashed my check and stopped to get my beaver tail fixed and my nails done and then spent the rest of the afternoon at Rangeman. Right before 1700 Lester time, the sex God with the dimples showed up at my cubby. "You want to go out and get something to eat tonight?"

"Sure. Where you want to go?"

"How about Stanza's Steak House? I haven't had a good steak in a while. You?"

"No. Sounds really good and they have great desserts." He whispered, "Wear a dress and I'll pick you up at 1900 hours." He winked.

I soaped, shaved, buffed and lotioned while singing in the shower. I was excited about being with Lester tonight. I was going to have an orgasm. Guaranteed! I was having sex or something like it and I didn't even have to be in a relationship. No guilt and no problems and I liked it. I loved this other side of Les and oh boy was I learning.

I picked out a sexy little flowered dress with spaghetti straps on top and flirty ruffles at the bottom, put my hair up with loose curls hanging down, and added light makeup. The doorbell rang and I peeped out to see hot sexy Cuban guy dressed in expensive slacks and a button down silk shirt. "Yummy."

I opened the door and looked him up and down. He had on expensive Italian shoes and the slacks molded to his slim waist and ass like a glove. He was loaded with accessories too. White gold and sliver, diamond studs, chain, Rolex and rings on his fingers. He took his finger and pulled my chin up to look at his laughing eyes again. "Sorry, you look great."

"Thanks beautiful, so do you. Can I help you finish getting ready? I like that."

"Yep. I need shoes and jewelry, something that smells nice, and my bag." I went into my room and went to grab a bottle of perfume. Lester stopped me and guided my hand to put the bottle of Dolce down and picked up the bottle of Poison and took the stopper off. He turned it up and ran his finger behind my ear and then repeated the same to the other ear, my neck, and my wrists and then he lightly touched me between my breasts. Then he leaned his head down between my breasts and breathed in the scent. I ruined my panties right then and there. That was so sexy. No one had ever done this before. "Where is your jewelry?" "What? Oh here in this box."

Lester reached in and picked a pair of dainty CZ dangles and gently placed them in my ears and then picked up a little silver bracelet and slid it on my wrist. He walked to the closet and I grabbed a clutch bag. He smiled and picked up a pair of white and silver 4 inch sandals and placed his hand around my waist and led me to the chair. He went down on his knee and repeated that same sexy ritual that he had done several nights ago. My eyes were closed and I was leaning forward breathing in his scent and he smelled so damn good. "Mmmm…Armani Code," I whispered. He chuckled.

"Come on beautiful, I'm hungry." I stuffed a few things in my bag, left Rex a treat, and we went out the door smiling at each other. Lester was all gentleman. He opened doors for me and gently guided me with his palm to the small of my back. He handed the host a large tip and asked for a booth in a quiet part of the restaurant.

Like Ranger, he sat with his back to the wall. Being aware of your surroundings was an Army Ranger trait and to be honest it had always made me feel safe when I was with these guys. I cared a lot for my sweet Merry Men and it made me smile. Lester looked at me and asked what I was thinking about. "Nothing, really."

The waitress came and Lester ordered us a bottle of red wine and an appetizer of oysters. I looked at him and rolled my eyes. "What?" He grinned at me. "What are you going to order?" he asked?

"Mmm..I think the bacon wrapped filet mignon with a baked potato with lots of butter and sour cream. Definitely this double chocolate filled decadent cake for dessert He smiled at me. "You?" I asked.

He said, "I think I'm going with the New York strip and baked potato with steamed vegetables."

"Kay Ranger. Any dessert with that?" I snarked.

"Yes. I like it before the main course. Take off your panties now."

Gulp.

"I can't sit in this restaurant with my doodah exposed!" I whispered.

"Your what?"

"My doodah!"

"Steph there is no such thing and I can see that I need to change my lesson plan a little. If you want a man to touch you, are you honestly going to ask him to touch your doodah?"

"I…ahh…well no…that's not very sexy."

"Exactly. Remember the imagination and the sound of your voice and your words can almost bring a man to cum just like a woman. Now if you wanted me to touch you what would you say?"

"I would say, 'touch my pussy'?" "Better," he said.

He pulled my hand to his growing bulge in his Armani slacks. "What would you call this?"

I snorted, "Weenie."

"Steph, I do NOT have a weenie." This was fun. "Okay peepee."

"Steph?"

"Doodle." Eyebrow raise.

"Ding Dong."

"Steph, don't make me have to punish you." I giggled.

"Bird."

"What?" "You know, like bird in the bush." I waggled my finger and giggled again.

Then he laughed and tickled me breathless until the waitress came back to bring the appetizers and take our order.

Les took an oyster and placed it to my lips. "Suck this gorgeous." I did exactly what he asked. I took one and placed it to his with my finger inside his mouth. "Suck this harder," I said. Big wolf grin and he did just that and sucked my finger hard. "You are a sexy, naughty girl, beautiful and I love it."

He looked in my eyes with his smoldering golden ones. "To turn a man on you want to use the real anatomy words or the dirty versions." He took my hand and led it back to his lap. "Penis or cock, dick, prick." He put his hand between my legs. "Pussy, cunt, snatch or vagina." He ran his finger gently down the side of my breast. "This?"

"Girls." He sighed.

"Headlights, sweater puppies?" I giggled.

"No and no boobs or boobies or jugs." He covered his action with his arm and gently pinched my nipple. "Men like tits, breasts, nipples."

Then he reached underneath me and rubbed his finger against my…"What the heck are you doing?"

"Steph, that is an erogenous zone and deserves proper attention and a proper name, too."

"I have a name for it. It's called butt stuff and I don't go there." I glared at him.

"No; ass, anus, bum. Say them Steph, because we will go there before these lessons are over."

"No way buster!"

"I thought you trusted me?"

"I do. I have not had a reason not to so far."

"Then just continue to trust. I won't hurt you. All I want to do is show you pleasure beyond what you ever dreamed because I care about you."

"Ugh, okay, anus." He tickled me breathless again.

We ate our salads and the oysters and drank wine and laughed until our food came. Right before our entrees came I put my hand around the back of his neck and brought him to my lips. "Thank you Les, for your friendship and love."

He looked uncomfortable for a second. "Oh I'm sorry Les. I didn't mean…oh shit…please don't think…crap!"

Our food then came and Les grinned at me and I knew we were okay. He leaned in and kissed me gently. "It's all good beautiful."

Okay, near miss. I thought this was supposed to be non-emotional and no relationship stuff.

TBC