I am overwhelmed with the response on this story. The messages and reviews are wonderful and are what keeps me wanting to write. The next chapter is going to be a lot background, but this one is mostly SMUT. I was not going to write this but Ranger would not leave me along until I wrote it, and he told me that some of you horny bitches out there would like a little bit of smut (I guess he knows I'm a sucker for smut too). Once again…. Not mine – just the plot and mistakes (self edited, so of course I'm going to make mistakes)
Chapter 3
RPOV
We made it up to the apartment just as Ella was leaving. I honestly don't know what I would do sometimes without her. Everyone thinks I'm such a huge stickler for eating healthy, but if it wasn't for Ella I would probably live off sandwiches and take out. My schedule doesn't really leave me much time to cook, so the biggest part of my meals would come with the words cut slit in film on them if I was left to my own devices. Hell I'd probably be worse than Babe, and that's saying a lot.
During lunch we go over more of the information on the case. I just hope that Megan will be able to give us some sort of a lead. With a Laundromat being a public place that is used by multiple people it's really hard to get prints on anything.
"Ranger, what were your feelings on Megan when you first met her?"
"She seemed nice but she was just coming in for a few minutes before she ran to meet with the manager of the Hilton about taking over their account. I probably talked to her for about 5 minutes total. Brandon seemed worried that someone was harassing their staff, he said he doesn't work the front counter very much and really didn't have a great feel for the customer base."
"If it's his business why would he not be working it, especially if it's such a new company? You'd think he'd want to try to get to know the customers."
"Well as he explained it to me, his daytime shift is made up of women because they do a lot of drop off services with clothing and most women do not want a man washing all of their unmentionables. He said there was a Laundromat about 10 miles from here that the owner was accused of sniffing all of the underwear, and customers actually caught him. I have to agree with him, I don't even think I'd want a man handling my underwear. I think it's just a man thing."
"Ranger you don't wear underwear, what are you talking about not wanting a man to handle them?"
"I do sometimes, you want to find out if I have them on today?" I asked with a smile on my face.
"As much as I'd like to we need to be downstairs to meet with Megan in ten minutes."
"Well that gives me enough time to explore and see what is on under those jeans," I pulled her towards me and kiss her hard and deep, "too bad we don't have all afternoon."
Babe began rubbing herself against me as we kissed, if I didn't stop this now not only would I not be able to comfortably meet with Megan but I'd never leave this apartment. After I pulled away her eyes were glassy and she looked a little flustered. I checked my watch and I had another 5 minutes before we had to attempt to make our way downstairs so I turned her around quickly and pulled her back towards my back. I began roughly grabbing at her boobs pinching her nipples as we went. Before she really had a chance to protest I quickly unbuttoned her jeans and stuck my hand down the front of them. I rubbed and pinched until I gave her a quick release, when I finished she was so wet I could barely stand it. I guided her back towards the couch and let her rest while I went and changed from my dress pants to a pair of cargos and a t shirt.
"I'm going to head down to the conference room on 4, there is an old uniform in the closet. Clean up and meet me down there, I really need your help with this." As I turned to leave I gave her a peck on the lips and headed downstairs to meet with the client. I've got to figure out how to deal with my feelings for Babe because right now my erection is poking dangerously close to my zipper, I swear I can feel the teeth of the zipper on the tip of my dick.