Detective Mike

Chapter 18

"I'll be right there." He had punched end before asking her where she was. He had torn out to his rig and pointed its nose into the teeth of the storm. His heavy winter wipers were having problems keeping the windscreen clear but he rushed out through the gate. He glimpsed her car as he passed it. She had been almost back to the terminal and he could in fact, still see the warehouse from where she was in the ditch. He had swung around and gotten back to her. He jumped down from the cab and rushed to the car. Janine exploded from its interior and into his arms.

"Oh God, I am so happy to see you."

Mike had held her close and felt her trembling in his arms. He helped her up the ladder into his cab and pushed the curtain aside. He helped her get out of her heavy coat and held her again on the bunk in the sleeper. She had clung to him shivering but there was more in her movement than just the cold. Mike sensed it and so did she. It was then he had first kissed her. Mike had wrapped a blanket around her and climbed back into his seat. He had put the truck in gear and drove to a nearby motel. That had been the start of a wild and wonderful weekend in which they had explored each other to exhaustion over and over again.

And now these many years later she has divorced her husband and is installed in a position with the RCMP and has in fact worked her way up to Inspector in the Drugs and Serious Crimes Section in the Fraser Valley.

Mike spreads the blanket she has brought from her car while she plays her hand up and down his leg urging him on. To day she has a single piece pantsuit on and is fast shedding it. She giggles, "I told you I was dripping with excitement, big boy. I had to put a tampon in to stay dry."

Mike looks back at her as she loosens and removes her bra. He grins as he offers her a hand to step up into the Buick wagon and get comfortable. He loosens his pants and she pulls them down over his bulging lump. She exclaims, "You don't have anything under them! Did you get them wet?"

He inspects them and grabs a Kleenex from the dash knowing Trudy will spot it immediately if his pants are wet in the front. He cleans the small amount of fluid from the inside of them as Janine finds his erection and fondles it. With her other hand she slips her panties down and kicks them off. Both of them are breathing faster when he kicks off his sandals and stretches out beside her.

She gasps, "I don't need this any more." She grasps the string on the tampon and pulls it out. Mike takes it and tosses it outside the vehicle. He rests his elbow by her stomach and inspects her auburn patch carefully parting the pubic hair.

He comments, "I don't see any scars. I guess it's all healed up." She had been cruelly r***d over and over on a previous occasion by a hardened criminal and had nearly died.

She bends at the waist and using a finger traces a white line by one labial lip. "It was torn here, remember?" Mike nods and reaches his head forward to kiss it. She runs her hands through his hair and moans. He traces the white line with the tip of his tongue and finds slippery juices welling to meet him.

"Mmm, you taste like Janine." She pushes her pelvis up to him and opens her legs more while rubbing her hands in his hair.

Breathing heavy she gasps, "Oh my God, Mike! I'm gonna come! You always do that to me! Let me..." she squirms around so she can reach his erection. Mike licks purposely between her labia and towards her tummy until he can feel the tip of her c******s with his tongue. He wiggles it and she shudders all over.

"Mike!" She buries her hand in his hair and pulls his head to her. Her back arches up off the seats and she cries out again, "Mike!" She drops back onto the seats and her heels pound the rear seat back, "Oh Mike!" Panting she holds on to his head and shakes hers back and forth, side to side. Mike calmly licks her c******s as she moans and squeals out his name. He feels her spasms subside after a time and circles her hips with an arm. Kissing her belly button he moves up to her breasts and licks the outer edges of one as he caresses the other. She runs her hands all over him frantically. Crouching beside her he circles one n****e with his tongue feeling the tension in the flesh as the n****e becomes harder and stretches the surrounding skin. His tongue touches the roughness of the areola and he opens his mouth to cover it all. He inhales to draw the n****e into his mouth without touching it then surrounds it with his tongue in one move.

She pushes her breast to him in an electric spasm as his other hand playing with the other breast toys with the n****e. She pushes her hips against his leg trying to get closer. Mike moves the leg and she lays back spreading her legs for him. Mike moves between her thighs and crouches there with his head bend by the roof of the wagon. He rubs his pulsing organ on her spread open vulva and puts some pressure on her c******s again with the rough underside of his erection.

He rocks gently and slowly rubbing her as he moves back and forth. He watches the expressions in her green eyes flicker through excitement to excitement. He loves the natural auburn tint of her wavy hair as it frames her features so flushed at this time. He rocks purposely and looks her wriggling sheen bathed body over right down to her wet and tangled bush he is rubbing under.

She wraps her legs around his hips and groans. He feels her coming again as he rocks against her. He urges her on by leaning down over her to find her lips with his as he slides into her. She puffs hard breathes of air out of her nostrils as she works her lips on his. Gasping she pulls herself free and screams his name as she rakes his back with her nails. She grasps him closer squeezing his head to her as she thrashes about. Mike kisses her neck under her ear and whispers to her, "Come my love. Let it all go now we are one."

She has multiple orgasms before he finally does the same and they lie gasping in each other's arms.

She murmurs, "I have waited for that for an eternity, it seems. I didn't think we would ever get together again."

"Aren't you going with anyone else yet, Jan?"

She looks guilty and nods. "I am but he doesn't know how to satisfy me. He just sticks it in and comes. I try to tell him I need time but he doesn't seem to understand."

Mike laughs quietly to himself; "You don't take long with me."

She laughs lightly out loud, "I know, that's the magic you have. I almost come talking to you on the phone." She whispers, "Don't laugh at me but I often masturbate after we talk on the phone. I can't seem to help myself. You make me wet when I think about you." She moves her bottom, "And I'm thinking about you now."

Mike moves in her again and they start over.

Later they lay exhausted and she wheezes out. "I meant to tell you that the party is not tonight, it's next Saturday night." She pants and adds, "The one for the X-Files crew?"

Mike nods and asks, "Can you get me in?" She nods. He goes on, "How do you get in?"

"My guy is a crew man there on the sets plus I have a police pass."

"The guy that pokes and blows?"

She giggles, "Yep, him."

"Will he get upset at you bringing me?"

"I'll set you up with my girlfriend. She's a bit player, an actress with a small bit part."

"Can you do that? She won't even know me."

"I already asked her. Her name's Carma LaRue. She's a knockout brunette. You'll love her, she's a lot like Marlene."

"You asked her?" Mike tries to think where he has heard that name before.

"I said you might come. I built you up to her and told her you were a dream come true in the sack so don't be surprised if you get lucky that night."

"Jan! Shame on you! Now she'll be looking for a superman!"

She murmurs, "You are, big boy." She stretches. "What time do you have to be back?"

Mike looks at his watch, "About an hour from now."

"Good," she wraps her legs around him again.

When Mike gets back to the grounds he leaves the wagon in the parking lot and goes in by way of the pedestrian gate. He goes right to the showers by the pool. Carrying his clothes over his arm he heads for Trailer Row. Trudy waves to him from the trailer door. The kids are all around the picnic table and supper is mostly on the table.

Trudy calls, "So you went for a dip when you got back, eh? How's the Chief?"

"He sends his regards." He sits down on a towel with the kids. He asks her, "Do you need any help in there?"

"Nope, I just have the salmon on the barbeque there to go. You could check that."

Mike gets up and checks it. The hot aroma of cooking smoked salmon wells out with the steam and makes his mouth water. "It's all done."

She has stepped down and is right behind him, "I know it is, it was smoked so it doesn't need cooking, just heating through." She asks, "What did you do to your back?"

"Likely scratched it. We were running through underbrush and berry cane without any shirts on with his son's ATV."

She turns him and says, "Funny, you didn't get any on your front."

"I guess that's because I was mounted behind Bruce and he got the ones from the front. Shall I lift this?"

"Okay," she whispers, "You better be full of life tonight, buster."

Mike serves the salmon and everyone digs in. Trudy has made a delightful salad all fresh and green lettuce with cherry tomatoes, red onion slices, cucumber slices, mushroom slices and hard-boiled egg slices all coated with a garlicky dressing.

Mike compliments her, "This salad is terrific, love. It's so fresh and spring like." She beams and thanks him. He eats a good meal to refuel his body for later demands. He has a hunch he better perform well tonight.

After supper Julie and Jan do dishes as Crystal clears the table and hauls dirty dishes to them inside. Trudy and Mike enjoy their coffee side by side at the picnic table. Rick sits in silence.

Mike asks him, "You and Julie sorted things out yet?"

He looks at Trudy and says; "I guess so until we get back to town."

"Trudy knows, son. I don't keep much from her and I wanted her advice." Rick looks down at the table and turns a bit red.

Trudy says quietly, "Don't be ashamed, Rick. It's not you or anything you did. Some girls have a problem that way but she's still just Julie. It doesn't mean she has changed. Do you know what I mean?"

"You don't think she'll change back?"

Trudy shakes her head. "She could... but it's not likely."

Rick looks dumbfounded. He mutters, "I just don't understand."

Trudy takes his hand across the table and holds it. She notes the tear that trickles down his cheek. "I wish your Mom was here."

Mike puts his arm around Trudy and says, "I know it's tough, son. She isn't rejecting you; she just wants more than you can give. She's a lonely little girl, Rick."

Rick mutters, "I guess that's it. Thanks Dad and you are just like Mom, Trudy. I love you like her. Thanks for worrying about me."

"Then come around here and give me a hug!" Rick does that and then says he's going for a swim. He takes off for the pool and Mike watches him go.

He says, "My son is growing up, love. It can be tough at times. I think I'll take him out to the gravel pit range tomorrow. He wants me to teach him about using his rifle."

"That might be a good idea. It will get his mind off today." She gets up, "Lets go for a walk." She calls, "Crystal, look after Sam for me, will you?"

The call comes back, "Okay Mom. She's sleeping."