Disclaimer: The SWAT Kats are owned by Hanna Barbera and the Tremblay Brothers. I own the OCs.
This chapter is so sweet that I had to brush my teeth after I wrote it.
MisaRae fixed the raw emotions and turned them into something nice and polished that you all will enjoy.
Finally, welcome aboard Keyblade132. Sit back and enjoy your flight.
Alice arrived at Lisa's building and somehow managed to find a parking spot right in front of the building. She pulled the limo into the spot, shut off the car, opened the driver's door, and slid out.
A few toms that happened to be in the area saw the limo pull up and park in front of the building. What they didn't expect to see was a very shapely she-cat slide out of the car and slink her way over to the rear passenger's door. One of them left the group, went over to her, and then asked, "What is a good looking girl like you doing driving a car? You should be at home, tending to your tom's every need and desire. Now, I might be willing to take up that position, as long as you are the one who is, perhaps, on top?"
Alice turned to the lone tom, gave him a good look over, then said, "I'm sorry, but I am not interested. My tom-friend tends to my every want, need, and desire and I love him for it. Now as far as me driving this car, it pays my bills and keeps me in a very comfortable lifestyle. So, if you don't mind, I have a job to finish." Alice then reached for the door handle with her right paw so she could open the passenger door.
The tom was not about to take no for an answer, whether she was taken or not. He got closer to her, placed his right paw on her lower back, feeling the taught muscles beneath her clothing and fur, then said, "I don't see a ring on your finger, little lady. So your relationship can't be that serious. How about after you get off of work, I come and pick you up. We could have a nice afternoon together, then go back to my place, where we can take care of each other. Doesn't that sound nice?"
Alice spun around on her left heel to face the tom and said, "Please remove your paw before I remove it for you!"
The tom became more aggressive with Alice and pulled her to him. "I don't think so. You fit into my body like a glove. We belong together."
Mark and Lisa heard the commotion from outside the limo. Mark disentangled himself from Lisa and said, "If you will excuse me for a minute, my dear." He opened the door closest to him and stepped out of the limo, walked over to the tom, and noticed his paw on Alice. Mark narrowed his eyes, tapped the tom on the shoulder, then said, "I'd take my paws off of her, if I were you, and I mean now!"
The tom turned his head, only to find himself staring at Mark's very muscular chest. He then tilted his head up and looked into the eyes of a very angry-looking tom. He removed his paw from Alice and started to back away from her.
"Not so fast, buddy," Alice said as she confidently walked over to him. Once she was close enough, she balled her right paw into a tight fist and punched the tom in the gut, bringing him to his knees. "Learn how to take no for an answer, jerk!" she yelled before she returned to the limo.
"I'm very impressed, Alice," Mark said.
Alice snickered, then said, "Diana has every one of her employees take a self-defense course in case a tom or two gets out of line."
"I commend her on having the foresight to think of that. She must care a great deal for her staff to be willing to pay for that type of training," Mark said.
"She does. Diana cares for us like her own kittens. She wants us to be prepared for anything this city throws at us, and we stand at the ready to defend our colleagues if need be," Alice said.
While Mark was outside the limo with Alice, Lisa's phone started to ring. She pulled her phone out of her purse, flipped it open, and answered it. "Hello?"
"Lisa, this is Chance. Are you busy?" he asked.
"We just arrived at my building, Chance. What's up?" she responded with her own question.
"Your nurse friend, the newest member of SWAT, has a gift for you that you need to see for yourself. Can you and Mark come to Fourth and Lex?" Chance asked.
"Sure, as long as Alice doesn't mind the detour. Hang on," Lisa said as she opened up the sunroof, poked her head out, and asked, "Alice, would you mind giving us a ride to Fourth and Lexington?"
Alice lifted her head to peer at Lisa's upper half peeking out of the sunroof of the limo. She answered, "I don't mind at all, Lisa. However, I do mind you standing up in my car. Please sit back down!"
Lisa leaned forward and crossed her arms on the roof of the limo. She rested her chin on her crossed arms and looked into Alice's eyes in defiance before she brought the phone back to her ear and said, "We will be there soon 'Bye, Chance," and disconnected the call.
Mark took a seat on the stoop of Lisa's building, enjoying his ringside seat as the two very strong-willed females faced off.
Alice stepped up her actions by bristling out her tail, and let a growl escape her throat as she stared at the female who dared to stand in her limo.
Lisa heard Alice's growl loud and clear, but was not about to let her new friend tell her what to do. Her answer to Alice's growl was to stick her tongue out at her friend.
As the two friends argued, Mark noticed a pretzel vendor out of the corner of his eye and stood up, went to the vendor a few feet away, bought one, and went back to the stoop to eat his pretzel and see how this played out.
Alice smirked at her friend, then slowly walked towards the limo, opened the door, and said, "Last warning, Lisa. Please sit down or I am going to have to do something very rash."
Lisa's tongue slipped back in her mouth, then she said, "You, do something rash? I don't think so."
That was the last straw for Alice. She jumped into the limo, pulled Lisa down out of the sunroof, and gave her butt a good swat. "That will teach you not to listen to me, Lisa!"
Mark finished his pretzel, then went to the limo to see what was going on inside. He lowered his upper body just enough to peer inside the limo and see his wife bent over Alice's knees. "You know, toms would pay money to see this," he said.
Alice let Lisa up and they stared at Mark, turned to look at each other, nodded in silent agreement, then reached out and pulled Mark into the limo. Once they had him draped over their knees, they both spanked him nice and hard.
Mark felt the two girls slapping his bottom, but paid them no mind since he barely felt it. He looked over his shoulders at the two she-cats swatting his bottom and decided to turn the tables on them. He reached back with his two strong arms, captured both she-cats in them, and flipped over so he was now sitting on the seat. "I have you in my clutches, my pretties. So now what are you going to do?" he asked with a grin.
Both Lisa and Alice turned to look at each other, and once again nodded in silent agreement. Then they focused their attention on Mark and started stroking his face with their paws.
At the sensation of their soft paws on his face, Mark reacted by closing his eyes and letting out a deep purr.
Lisa heard her husband's purr and climbed onto his lap. After she straddled his waist, Lisa leaned forward and kissed him.
Mark's paws instantly encircled her waist, pulling her to him and deepening the kiss.
Alice pulled back from the two lovers and stepped out of the limo before closing the door. She straightened her uniform before slipping back into the driver's seat and closing the door behind her.
Natsume and Sarah were playing with Inferno in the dojo, throwing an old tennis ball towards the opposite end of the dojo from where they were standing and having Inferno retrieve it.
Natsume watched and marveled at how Inferno seemed just to glide through the air as he went to catch the ball in midair with his clawed feet. "He is amazing, Sarah. I only wish I knew what he really looked like."
Inferno flew back towards Sarah and dropped the ball into her open paws. However, since he was technically still a baby, all that flying had worn him out, so he landed on Sarah's left shoulder, draped his tail down her back, and fell asleep.
Sarah turned her head to look at the sleeping dragon resting on her shoulder, then said, "Yes, he is. I wonder how big he is really going to get?"
"I may have a way of finding out, Sarah," Natsume answered. "I have a series of books upstairs that might have the answer you seek. Care to come with me and find out?"
"Sure! I want to know as much about him as I can," Sarah said.
"Then let's go, and while we are up there, I might be able to find something sweet for you to eat," Natsume said as she extended her right paw to Sarah.
Sarah took her paw and followed her out of the dojo and upstairs to their living quarters. As they rounded the top stair, Sarah, noticed the lavish Oriental furnishings that adorned the entire room. She became very fascinated by one item in particular. "Natsume, can I go and look at that?" Sarah asked as she pointed to a large paper fan over by the window.
"Certainly, Sarah," Natsume replied, and led her over to where the fan was displayed.
Sarah gazed in awe at the intricate design of a couple of blue-colored cranes with their wings extended and standing on one leg in a marshland on a white background. The frame of the fan was made out of a deep, cherry-colored wood, giving it a very Asian appearance. The fan was displayed in a lack, wooden case with clear plexiglass sheets to protect the fan.
"That looks really old," Sarah said.
"It is," Natsume answered. "My husband gave that fan to me on our second date."
Sarah's eyes never left the fan as she asked, "Natsume, how did you and Yoso meet?"
"That is an old tale, Sarah. My now husband was in the service when we first met. He was on leave when he and a few of his buddies came into the tavern where I worked. They all sat at the bar, and when I turned around, my eyes met those of the most handsome tom I had ever seen," Natsume said as she brushed a stray lock of hair behind her right ear.
"Let me guess, that tom was Yoso?" Sarah asked.
"You would be correct, Sarah. Back then, Yoso had short black hair, a mustache that fell below his chin, and was a bit more slender than he is now. He was talking to his buddy when I asked them what they wanted to drink. Yoso turned his head, and his gaze fell upon me for the first time. I really thought something was wrong with him, or maybe I had a stain in some embarrassing place, since he kept staring at me, and stayed in the same seat at the bar for the entire night. When it was time to close down, I had to ask if he would kindly leave. That was when he apologized for his behavior, and asked for a date when he returned in a few weeks when he was granted his next leave. I accepted his proposal, and as he had promised, he picked me up at the tavern the same night he came back. We fell for each other rather quickly, and have been together ever since."
"Wow!" Sarah said, then asked, "Do you think I will find someone who will love me like Yoso loves you and Chance loves Callie someday?"
Natsume reached out and pulled Sarah into an embrace, then answered, "Of course you will! Any tom out there would be a fool not to fall in love with you. Take your time, though, Sarah. You are very young and have yet to experience what life has to offer."
"I think I understand," Sarah as something off in the distance caught her young eye. "Can we go and look at that?" She pointed to an old ceramic vase in the corner decorated with an intricate design of a dragon holding a pearl in its claws.
"Of course we can. Then I have a few imported sweets that I am sure you will love," Natsume said before she led Sarah towards the vase.
Candice and Tim finished up their run and walked through a gate that led into the backyard. Since she was drenched in sweat from the 15 mile run Candice had decided she needed, she didn't want to walk through the house in such a condition. She also knew it was early enough that not a soul would be in either the pool house or out by the pool, and there were enough tall shrubs between the main house and the pool to shield the pool area from prying eyes.
"Tim, we can't go into the main house like this. My mother would have a fit if we walked through her house, dripping in sweat," Candice said as she put her left paw on Tim's right shoulder.
Tim replied through a series of pants from being out of breath, "If we can't go in and shower, what are we supposed to do, then?"
"Follow me and you will find out," was all Candice said as she let her paw run down his right arm and grasped his right paw in hers, then guided him to the pool house.
After they entered the pool house, Candice closed the door behind her and started to remove her clothing.
Tim watched intently as her shirt hit the floor, followed by her sports bra.
Candice turned her head around to face Tim, and realized he seemed to be in a trance. She smirked, slid her fingers into the waistband of her shorts, and pulled them down her long, toned legs. She then stood up to full height, turned to face Tim, and said, "You had better hurry up. The pool won't be empty for too much longer, and I want to get in a few laps before anyone else decides to use it." As soon as she finished speaking, Candice left the pool house and dived into the pool.
Tim stood there like a deer in headlights, contemplating what he had just witnessed, and when he heard the door close after Candice left the pool house completely devoid of clothing, he snapped out of whatever trance he had been in, shrugged his shoulders, and followed her out to the pool while removing his shirt.
His bare feet slapped against the warm concrete on the way to the poolside, but then he came to an abrupt halt. Before his wondering eyes was the glorious sight of Candice swimming in the buff. Tim watched as she swam, her body slicing through the water like a professional swimmer would. He especially took notice of how her arms and legs hit the water, not to mention her butt and tail, for a few minutes before diving in after her.
They both swam a total of twenty laps together and stopped at the shallow end of the pool. Tim was breathing heavy again from trying to keep up with Candice's pace, and he said between pants, "You should have become a professional swimmer, Candice. Your body seemed to glide through the water like a hot knife through butter." He took a few more breaths, then asked, "Where did you learn to swim like that?"
Candice was tired, but not as out of breath as Tim was. She took a few cleansing breaths, leaned back against the wall of the pool, spreading her arms out against the edge behind her, then answered, "Back in high school, I joined the swimming team and found I was good at it. I stayed with the club all through high school and into college. There is a box full of trophies and ribbons I won somewhere up in my room. I considered swimming professionally until my junior year of college. That was when I met my first so-called real love.
"His name was Gregg, and he transferred in from another school just to join our swimming team. He had a swimmers' physique, and caught the eye of most of the girls on the team, including me. One afternoon, Gregg offered to help me with my backstroke, since that was my weakest stroke. That afternoon, he and I met at the school's pool and stretched out, but while I was stretching, I could not shake the feeling that someone was watching me. We then hit the water, and he had me float on my back. He put his arms under my back, supported me in his arms, and told me to move my arms and legs like I was performing the backstroke. I did as he asked and closed my eyes so I could concentrate on my movements. However, apparently Gregg was not focusing on my movements, but my chest and parts lower. Eventually he told me to stop and lowered me into the water, but his arms never left my back. Gregg then pulled me into a searing kiss and slipped his tongue into my mouth. I kissed him back, and after a few minutes, we broke the kiss.
"We dated throughout my years at college. A few weeks before I graduated, I received an acceptance letter from a very prestigious college for my masters. I was so excited that I ran to Gregg to tell him the good news. I found him alone in his apartment. I was beaming with excitement as I told him about the letter. I thought he was excited for me, too, especially with the way he kissed me. He carried me to his bedroom with his lips firmly attached to mine and once we were inside with the door closed, his paws roamed everywhere and anywhere he wanted. I was powerless to stop him, swept up in both my joy and what I thought was his. He skillfully removed my clothing, then gave me a nice show by stripping down as well. He took my virginity that afternoon, then asked me to stay with him as his girlfriend. I told him that I wanted to go and get my masters, and that particular school was the best place for me to get it. Gregg then slapped me and told me that I was his, and I had to do whatever he said. I quickly got out of his bed, grabbed my things, and never looked back. I also quit the team that afternoon, since I never wanted to see his face ever again."
Tim grabbed Candice and pulled her to him. He hugged her as if unwilling to ever let her go. As he stroked her hair, he said, "I'm so sorry that Gregg was a complete jerk and didn't recognize you for the strong, independent she-cat you are. I wish I had known you back then, Candice, because if I had, our lives would be very different. We might be married and have a family of our own by now."
Candice started to tremble when she heard the word "married" leave Tim's lips. She slowly pulled back from his embrace, looked into his eyes, and nervously asked, "Tim, you love me enough to want to marry me?"
Now it was Tim's turn to be nervous. He looked into her beautiful golden eyes, and, let his emotions reply for him. He said, "Candice, I can't deny that I love you more than I have ever loved another. This weekend has proved to me that you are the one I was destined to be with, and I never want to let you go. So yes, I want to marry you with every fiber of my being. When the time is right, of course." He leaned forward and kissed her.
Candice returned his kiss and let her paws slip under the waistband of his running shorts to feel his taut backside, but just as she was about to take things further, she heard a deafening roar originating from the gate by the pool.
"What do you two think you are doing in my pool!?" Sasha said as her tail whipped back and forth and her arms crossed over her chest.
"Mom! Tim just told me he wants to eventually marry me! I am more or less engaged to get married!" Candice cried.
Sasha's tail froze as she dropped her towel to the ground. She then ran to the edge of the pool, jumped in, and swam over to them. Once she was close enough, she embraced them both and said, "My little girl is getting married! Wait until your father and my mother hears this. They are going to be so excited!"
"We are going to be so excited about what, dear, and why is Candice naked?" Jean asked with Leona standing right beside him.
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