Laundry Day
By P & C Productions
It was Saturday and Hutch awoke at around 8:00Am, which was to him…sleeping
in. He knew he would have the day to himself since his partner had put
off his end of the paperwork until Dobey had finally called him into his
office to chew him out about it on Friday. Needless to say he was
forced to give up his Saturday because of it. Hutch remained in bed for
a few minutes to plan out his day. Without Starsky to go hang out
with he figured he would get some things done himself that he had been
putting off…like his laundry. It had been piling up lately and the lady
he usually paid to do it had to go out of town to visit her sick mother
and hadn’t returned. He decided to pull himself out of bed and mix
up one of his famous health food shakes
before heading out.
He filled the blender with his secret ingredients and turned it on as he stood there in his pajama bottoms and watched it spin. When he was sure it was dissolved enough he turned it off and poured himself a glass. Just as he was about to lift it to his lips he heard the phone ring and set it back down. He walked quickly into the living room and picked up the receiver…placing it to his ear as he spoke.
“Yeah.”
“What cha doing?” His partner’s voice asked on the other end.
“Just got up…You need any help?” He asked not really wanting to go down to the station…but made the offer anyway.
“Naw…I can handle it…just wanted to know what you were gonna do today.” He told him. He knew Hutch needed a break and wouldn’t dream of calling him in to help him…even though he really could use him.
“Nothing much…I was just gonna head over to the Laundromat and do a few loads.” He answered him. “Hey why don’t I call you when I’m done and we can go do something.”
“Sure…sounds good.” Starsky said. “I’ll try to hurry up and get this finished.”
“Catch ya later.” Hutch replied.
“Yeah.” Starsky said and hung up the phone.
Hutch waited for the click on the other end and then he put the receiver down slowly. He felt sorry for his partner and as he strolled over to the kitchen and picked up his drink he thought about going up there and surprising him…No Hutchinson don’t do it…if you do he’ll never learn. He thought to himself as he tipped the glass up and emptied it into his throat. Starsky was always putting off his paperwork and Hutch was always bailing him out…but not this time. He had to stand on his own…if Hutch could get his done on time then Starsky could too. It was time he learned a little discipline.
After a quick shower and shave he slipped on a pair of jeans and a nice dress shirt…it was one he didn’t wear much but it was now the only clean one he had left. Then he began the thankless task of gathering up all of his dirty laundry and stuffing it into duffel bags. He soon discovered that not all of it would fit into the two bags he had and so he was forced to use a garbage bag to handle the rest. After making sure he had everything he stood for a moment staring at the three huge sacks. How in the hell can one man make so much laundry in only two…well no make that three weeks? He had forgotten how long it had been since she left.
He loaded all three into the trunk of his car and went back to lock
the door before leaving. While standing in the doorway he glanced
up at his gun and holster that hung on the edge of the bathroom door.
Should he bring it with him…to the Laundromat? He thought about it for
a minute or two…it was always tough for him to leave it behind. It was
like his security blanket. What if something happened today and he didn’t
have it with him? What if he ran into trouble? These were the same arguments
he had with himself every time he had a day off…and they always won out.
So he grabbed it down and threw it into
the passenger seat next to him as he got into his car and headed out.
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The place was quiet with only a couple of cars outside as he pulled
into the parking space in front. It seemed a little unusual for a
Saturday since most people had the day off and many lived in apartments
without washers and dryers. It just seemed a little odd to him. He stepped
out of his car and held the key in his hand as he walked around to open
the trunk and retrieve the three bundles from inside. It took two trips
to get them inside but he didn’t notice the people standing around until
his second entrance. There was one old couple, a lady with a baby
and…a very sexy young woman with the prettiest blue eyes that he had ever
seen in his life. But…with his luck she was married or had a boyfriend
big enough to dislocate a shoulder or two and
so he shrugged off his obvious attraction to her and began to sort
his laundry into several washing machines…by color of course.
After he purchased some detergent from a nearby vending machine and shoved the quarters into the slots of the washers to start them…he had nothing to do but wait. He remembered that book that he had been trying to finish that lay beside his bed on the nightstand and wondered why he didn’t bother to bring it with him.
He soon found himself staring at her again…quite by accident…and she noticed him. He was so tall and handsome with that innocent little boy face and those piercing blue eyes…how could she not notice. Blonde and built…he was a little hard to ignore. She tried to keep her mind on what she was doing as she began to remove the hot clothes from the dryer and fold them but she could feel his eyes on her and so she looked up.
Hutch wasn’t aware that he had been staring until her eyes met his. He instantly flashed a smile as he felt the blood rush to his face and found himself at a complete loss for words. So he sheepishly looked away and found something else to stare at…a sign hanging from the top of the building with instructions on how to use the facilities. Anything was better than the embarrassment he had experienced when she caught him eyeing her.
She looked back down to the towel she had in her hand as she felt a
smile creep over her own face. He was so cute…especially when his
face turned that bright shade of red when she looked at him. He was obviously
shy…not at all
like the guys she was used to that hit on her all day long with their
little wise cracks and stupid come on lines that were supposed to impress
her. He was different…it actually made him nervous when she caught him
looking at her. She liked it…it was so refreshing.
After a little while his washers began to stop and he got up to grab
a nearby cart to throw them into. She also had a washer full left and it
too had just stopped…a load that she had to rewash after finding that the
previous attempt had left them full of soap from an obviously defective
unit. He filled two of the carts full of his clothes, sheets and
towels and proceeded over to the dryers where she stood to throw them inside.
He filled one machine and moved on to a dryer that she had been the last
to use.
Inside he saw something that gave him an excuse to start a casual conversation
with her.
“Excuse me.” He began in a timid voice. “But I think you forgot something.”
She turned to look at him with a smile as she walked closer. “I did?” She asked as she bent over to peer inside.
Her blouse was a little loose and as she bent down Hutch got a real good view of the two perky mounds that hung down just a little as she leaned forward. Needless to say he liked what he saw there.
She reached her hand inside and pulled out the object…a pair of silk panties. They were white and shinny and very small with elastic strings on the sides…very sexy indeed. She stood up suddenly and displayed them in front of his face as she spoke.
“Thank you.” She said as she held them up. “I wouldn’t want to loose these.”
Hutch stood there in complete embarrassment as the blood again rose to his face…his cheeks felt hot as he tried to speak through the dryness in his throat.
“No problem.” He said softly and found himself frozen in place as he stared into her rich blue eyes.
“Well…I guess I better finish up.” She told him in an equally soft voice as she stared back into his. “Thanks again.”
He watched as she walked a few feet away and went back to folding her own clothes. Then he reached into the cart and filled up the large dryer with his own and threw a few quarters into the slots to get them started.
She had gotten a much closer look at him and loved the way his whole
face turned a deep shade of red as she held her panties in front of him.
She had done it on purpose and thought now that it really wasn’t a very
nice thing to do to him, but she had enjoyed his reaction. He was getting
to her with his boyish charm and those sexy blue eyes. So she decided
to take the next
step.
After loading her final machine full of wet clothes into a dryer next to one of his she waited until they stopped…watching him as he discovered a few magazines near the front desk and sat down to read from one of them.
After about 45 minutes his dryers began to stop and he got up to begin
the task of folding them…again grabbing one of the rolling carts as he
emptied the contents of one dryer into it and threw some of them onto a
nearby table. She watched as he folded a few towels and discreetly…a
few pairs of his boxers. When he began to fold a couple of dress
shirts she found the
opportunity to talk to him.
“You know…I can show you a better way to do that.” She told him as she picked one of them up in her hands.
He had been folding his shirts a certain way for years and it had taken him two weeks to teach his cleaning lady to do it right…but for some reason…he decided to let her show him.
“Alright…be my guest.” He told her.
He watched as she carefully folded the arms in and tucked them under to allow the collar to show in front as she laid it back down. A decent job he thought to himself but his way was still better. Still it was sweet of her to try and show him what he was doing wrong. He wasn’t stupid…he knew she was making a pass…a subtle one, but a pass just the same.
“See…isn’t that better…now they won’t wrinkle.” She told him.
“Do you think you can teach me how to do that?” He said with a smile…knowing she would be more than willing.
They spent the rest of the time talking and laughing until as if by magic…all the clothes were folded and there was nothing left to do but say goodbye. The time went by too quickly for both of them…there was still so much more left to say. But there was no reason to hang around anymore.
“Listen I just moved here.” She tells him as he stuffs the last bit of his clean folded laundry into his duffel bag. “I had to get out of San Diego…make a fresh start.”
“Maybe I can call you sometime.” Hutch told her hoping to get her to write her number down for him.
“Well…actually I was wondering…if your not doing anything this afternoon…I could sure use some help with my furniture.” She told him. “I still have to put my bed together and I don’t know if I can do it alone.”
This was just the opening he was waiting for…a bit surprising that she would invite him over after just meeting a few hours ago…but he wasn’t going to argue with her. She was gorgeous and if he played his cards right…he might find a way to have a good time on his day off without his partner after all.
As he walked out to his car he passed a few people who where just arriving.
Then it dawned on him as he took a look around…the place was now packed…but
he hadn’t noticed the people as they entered. He must have been too
wrapped
up in his conversation with her to pay any attention…but now it was
as busy as he had expected it should be when he first arrived. She
had taken out all but one of her baskets and now with all three sacks of
his own clothes put neatly away in his trunk, he decided to go back in
and grab the last load for her. She was just pushing one of her baskets
into the back seat of
her car when she saw him walking out with her last one. It was sweet
of him to grab it for her she thought and so she waited for him to get
closer and took it from him as she spoke.
“Thank you for getting it for me.” She said to him as she shifted her eyes in the direction of the beat up old Ford, parked next to her car. “Is that yours?”
“Yeah…you want me to follow you?” He asked with a smile.
“If you really don’t mind giving me a hand…I sure would appreciate it.” She told him.
“Sure…I got nothing else to do anyway.” He said as he walked around to the other side of the car and opened the driver’s door for her.
She walked around from the opposite side and slid into the driver’s seat as she gave him a quick smile. Then he shut her door and turned to walk away. She watched as he unlocked his door and got in. Then she turned the key and began to back out of the parking space as he waited. She headed out of the parking lot as he followed and they took off down the street together. Her apartment building was just five blocks away and as she pulled into her space…he pulled in behind her.
She quickly got out and walked back to his car on the passenger side to speak to him…but as she glanced down into the seat she spotted something that made her nervous.
He opened his car door and stepped out to talk to her since the passenger window was rolled up it was easier for him to just stand up and speak across the top of it.
“What’s the matter?” He asked her.
She stood back up and gave him a very uneasy look. “You have a gun?”
“Oh yeah that.” He said with a smile. “Don’t worry…I’m a cop. If it makes you nervous I’ll put it in the glove box.”
“Are you really a cop?” She asked him curiously.
“Sure…wanna see my badge?” He asked her. “It’s my day off.”
“So do you take it with you everywhere you go?” She said a little calmer.
“Well…I never know when I’m gonna need it.” He said as he reached in to grab it and throw it inside the compartment.
“It’s so big.” She noticed as she stared at it just before he put it away.
“Well I have big hands.” He told her as he came out of the car and locked the door.
Yes he did have big hands she thought to her self and then something
a girlfriend of hers had told her a long time ago sprang to mind. Something
about big hands and the size of another body part going hand in hand…or
something like that. The thought had intrigued her. She walked up to her
apartment as he followed closely behind…after unlocking the door they both
made their way inside. The place was bare except for a few scattered
boxes and furniture that was all pushed into the center of the
room. Dining room table and chairs along with a coffee table, sofa
and love seat stacked on top of each other. It looked like the stuff was
just delivered …she wasn’t lying when she said she had just moved here.
“You need some help with those baskets?” He asked her.
“No leave them in the car for now…want something to drink?” She asked him. “I think I know where the glasses are and there’s some coke in the fridge.”
“Sure…then we can get that bed together.” He said not realizing the innocent insinuation until it was too late. “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean that the way it sounded.” He added as he felt the blood rush to his cheeks for the third time that day.
“That’s alright…I know what you meant.” She said as if letting him know that even if it was on purpose…she didn’t mind.
She found the glasses and rinsed them out before pouring the soda into them. He took the glass from her and took a sip as a thought occurred to him.
“Hey, you got a phone?” He asked.
“Not just yet…do you need to call somebody?” She questioned him.
“No…I can call him later.” He told her. “My partner wanted me to check in with him but it can wait.”
“You can use the neighbor’s phone if you want to…they’re pretty nice people.” She offered.
“No…he’ll be alright without me for a while. I’ll call him later.” Hutch assured her as he took another sip of his drink. “What do we need to do first?”
“Well…we could put this furniture where it’s supposed to be.” She suggested. “The bed will be the hardest thing. It’s oak and very heavy.”
“Alright…let’s get to it.” He agreed as he sat his drink down on the windowsill and grabbed hold of one end of the sofa. “Where do you want it?”
They spent the next few hours arranging the place…putting furniture
here and there and boxes in rooms where they could be unpacked. Hutch had
found the answer to the question he had asked himself when he first saw
her. There was no sign of a man in her life…no mans shoes or clothes..no
man’s shaving supplies or cologne in the box of bathroom items. But the
most
important clue was the fact that she had no rings on her fingers…not
even one…a very good sign.
Then a thought occurred to him as he began to drag the heavy headboard into her bedroom as she waited for him. He stopped to ask his question…and to take a breath.
“You know…we’ve spent most of the day together and I don’t even know you’re name.” He told her with a little surprise in his voice. He would normally have introduced himself and gotten it by now but the subject just hadn’t come up yet.
“I’m sorry…Hi…I’m Jeanette…Jeanette Dice.” She told him as she walked over to extend her hand to him.
“Ken Hutchinson.” He said as he took her hand softly and then released it.
“Ken…I had a Ken doll when I was a kid.” She kidded him. “My little sister ripped his head off.”
He laughed at the thought and then came back with a quick-witted comment. “Remind me never to date your sister.” He tells her with a smile.
“Well I guess being made out of plastic could have its draw backs.” She says with a grin. “You got your second wind?”
“I’m fine…where do you want this thing?” He asked her.
“Right over here…if it’ll fit.” She instructed. “I really don’t want the sun in my face in the morning.”
“A woman who thinks ahead…I like that.” He says as he lifts the large headboard and proceeds to carry it over to the spot she had indicated.
In the next few minutes the bed was finally together…and she began the task of putting on the sheets. Hutch went out to her car to get her baskets so she could find them. They had been in with the other things she had washed earlier. He watched as she leaned over the bed to make it and as he watched her stretch her body and reach to the other side his mind began to wander…as he wondered what he could do to get her to let him…
He suddenly realized where his thoughts were leading him…and what they were doing to him. It was becoming evident as he glanced down at himself…if she turned around now she would surely see it too. He had to get out of there.
He turned around and walked back into the living room to grab his glass of soda and finished it in two large gulps…it had become warm by now but he didn’t really care. He had to clear his mind and calm himself back down before she finished making the bed. One thing he knew for sure now…if he stayed there much longer…around her…something was going to happen. If he was that turned on just watching her lean over the bed…what would happen if she got too close to him? It had been so long since he had been with a woman…not because he didn’t have the opportunity but because he hadn’t had a day off in two weeks straight…and the ten hour shifts didn’t give him much time for anything else but sleep.
She hadn’t really given him any indication that she would allow him
to get that close and why should she…he just met her…but she did ask him
over. Even if it was just to get him to help her move in…at the time he
had sensed something more…but he couldn’t be sure if he was reading her
right and he felt that he shouldn’t rush her…even if his hormones where
racing out of
control. It wasn’t her problem…it was his. Still what if his
instincts were right? Maybe what he sensed from her earlier was real. Did
she want him too? He had to know…but how was he going to find out without
outwardly accosting her? He couldn’t very well come right out and ask her…could
he? Of course not…it had to be handled with tact…finesse…and charm.
“Thinking about your partner again?” She asked him as she tapped him on the shoulder.
He hadn’t noticed it but he had been staring out the window as he let his thoughts take control of him. But she did bring up a subject he had completely forgotten.
“No…but I guess I better try to call him.” He told her. “You think those neighbors of yours are home?”
“I’ll go see.” She said as she opened the front door. “Wait right here.”
He took a few deep breaths to calm him self a little more when she stepped out. It was a good thing he was able to keep his back to her during their last conversation. He was still quite aroused but it was slowly subsiding…a few more deep breaths and he would be presentable again…he hoped.
She returned in a few moments and led him over to the next apartment
down…Hutch picked up the phone and called the station but Starsky had already
left. Then he hung up and tried to call his house but he wasn’t there either…the
phone rang five times before he sat the receiver back on the hook. Then
he thanked the people for the use of their phone and went
back with Jeanette to her apartment.
“Well…I guess he found something better to do.” Hutch told her. “He’s not at the station or his house.”
“Maybe he found himself a girl.” She teased him as she walked closer to him and touched him on his face. “You should be so lucky.”
With that he knew what she had in mind…she was teasing …she wanted him. He smiled as he pulled her close to him and spoke in a soft sexy voice…
“You think so Huh..” He asked as he put his hand on her neck and slid it around to the back of her head under her hair. She smelled so good and the pleasing smile on her face let him know that he could go a little further.
“I usually don’t …” She started but she knew she wouldn’t be able to finish her sentence as he drew his face closer to hers.
“Neither do I..” He answered as his hot breath touched her face and he moved ever so close…then softly he opened his mouth and placed his lips on hers.
She felt the wetness of his mouth as he moved his lips gently and opened
it a little more so he could touch her tongue with his own. A warmth
crept over her body as she gave into him and reached her own tongue towards
his to make contact. He could feel her body relax as his wet kiss
aroused her and so he tightened his grip around her waist and pressed his
body closer. Now
able to sense the protruding bulge against her thigh she was aware
that she had reached the point of no return. There was no backing out of
it now.
As their lips parted he opened his eyes to see her reaction…he had to know what she was thinking and he knew that the answer would be there in her face. She smiled at him and slid her own hand up to rest on the side of his neck as she leaned forward to feel his lips once more. There was no doubt about it now…she was going to let him have whatever he wanted…and he was going to take full advantage of her. After the second kiss…a silent mutual agreement had been made between them. An afternoon of pleasure sure beat the hell out of shooting pool and downing a few at Huggies…his partner would just have to understand.
He began to move his hand down her neck and into her blouse…it was a
little loose but the size of his hand pulled the fabric taunt as he slid
it lower onto her breast. A strong sensation washed over her entire
body as he continued to rub himself on her and caressed her now throbbing
breast with his fingers. His tongue was moving deeper into her mouth
and she knew that
she had lost complete control of her body. He was so strong…yet
so gentle. Towering over her he could easily have used force to get what
he wanted but he didn’t…the slightest touch now sent waves of passion through
her mind. It was all she could do to remain standing.
He realized that leaning against the windowsill he would find it a little difficult to go any further and so he bent a little forward and pulled his hand from her blouse. Then he placed his right arm around the back of her thighs, to lift her up in his arms without breaking his kiss as he moved slowly towards the bedroom with her were they could continue in a more comfortable position.
He laid her down gently on the bed and slid his body over her…pressing himself against her legs and up to her pelvis. Then he began to kiss her softly once more. He was big…she thought to herself. Bigger than any other man she had known and the thought frightened her a little. She was so tiny and the weight of his massive build was causing her lungs to take in a smaller amount of air than was normally comfortable. But he was still so gentle as he continued to caress her…now with the buttons of her blouse loosened and his hand pumping her exposed breast with an eagerness that made her whole body tremble.
He released his lips from hers and proceeded to move his mouth down her neck …kissing her softly as she felt him move lower. She waited with anticipation as he brought his warm lips down onto her waiting nipple…tasting it lightly with his tongue before filling his mouth with her flesh. She released a moan of pleasure as he began to suck gently on the pulsing mound and a strong wave of passion ripped through her entire body.
She grabbed him by his hair and pulled him harder into her breast.
He knew what she wanted and so he became a little more aggressive with
his mouth…concentrating a bit more pressure than before. As he did
he felt his whole body grow tighter. The bulge below was now throbbing
and begging him to give it a little more space to expand. He reached down
with one hand
while keeping his other hand around the base of her breast to hold
it in place as he enveloped it. His belt buckle was easy to release but
he had a little more of a problem with the zipper. She now had her
other hand on his back as she rubbed it up and down and continued to release
moans of pleasure.
He finally managed to pull his fly down and felt the sudden release of pressure as the throbbing organ found a bit more freedom. She was ready…and he knew it…but she wasn’t gonna undress herself…that was up to him. He ran his hand down to the top of her jeans and proceeded to undo the top button. With a little effort he soon had the zipper down and so he released his mouth from her breast, letting his hand take over in that area and began to pull himself back up to place his lips again on hers. His other hand was now probing into her panties…further and further down until he could feel the warm wetness that he knew he would discover there. He kissed her a little harder as his fingers touched the warm flesh hidden inside.
“Oh God.” She said as she broke his kiss for a moment and moaned a little
louder than before when he began to slide his fingertips up and down on
her pleasure spot. His own erection was calling to him with a real
sense of urgency as he continued to slowly fondle her. Finally positioning
his body directly on top of hers…while still kissing her passionately,
he proceeded
to install the heavy pulsating organ inside her. Only a few women he
had known were able to handle all that he had to offer…in most cases he
had to hold back a little so he wouldn’t hurt them…but he had a feeling
that she would allow him to fill her with the entire length. He enjoyed
himself more on those rare occasions when he was able to turn it loose…and
not worry. She
was so beautiful…and her skin was so warm and firm…a treat for the
eyes…mind…and body…and he was about to experience her for all she was worth.
She felt a sudden rush as her heart began to beat a little faster when he gently pulled her legs apart and entered her. She gripped the back of his shirt tightly as her mind flooded with ecstasy. He WAS big…
“OOOHHHhhhh…..” She Cried as he kissed her on her neck tenderly and began to pull himself in and out slowly…but only halfway…as he waited for her reaction.
“Are you ok?” He whispered softly in her ear as his hot breath swept across her earlobe.
“Uh…Huh..” She said as she pushed her hands under his shirt to touch his hairless back with her fingers.
He decided to test her a little further…and so with his next thrust he attempted two thirds…which was usually where he was force to hold himself. But he had hoped that she would be able to take the rest.
“OOOOHHHHHhhh…..GOD!!” She cried out as she felt him go deeper. It wasn’t just the length that surprised her…but the thickness of it. She had never felt herself stretched to such a degree before. “AAAAHHhhhh….UUUHHHHhhhhh….”
Hutch was afraid to go any further…She felt so damn good and he wanted so desperately to press in a little harder. But the memory of what he had experienced before sprang to his mind.
He had hurt her so badly…the blood and the tears…it was horrible. He thought to himself. How could he have caused another person so much pain? Never on purpose…never again…
He released a groan of pleasure as he moved himself slowly in and out of her…feeling content now to stop at the depth he had achieved until.
“Harder….Deeper..” She heard herself say to him. It wasn’t like her to talk this way but it had come from somewhere inside of her that she had never known. A place that he had touched…and she just couldn’t help herself.
“Are you sure?” He asked her as he looked curiously into her eyes.
She Just grabbed him by the back of the head with her left hand…drawing his lips hard against hers as she pulled him into her. There was no doubt in his mind what she wanted…what she needed…but he was still a little concerned.
He kissed her harder and faster…moving his tongue deep inside her mouth…and moving himself deeper into the passage below. Now almost all the way inside her…the sounds that she made began to worry him a little. But if she were in pain…she wouldn’t be pulling on him so desperately.
“OOOHHHhhhhh…..UUUHHHHhhhhh…..AAAAhhhhhhhh….YeEEEsssss.” She screamed as she moved her body in a steady rhythm with his.
Now he couldn’t contain himself any longer…He let go of his fear and began to pump harder…stronger…and felt his whole body tremble with pleasure as he allowed himself to break loose. Now with all that he had he pounded her…hard enough to rock the heavy headboard against the wall with a very loud…THUMP…THUMP….THUMP.
“UHHHHHhhhhh….UUHHHHHhhhhh…” The animal grunts were about all he could manage now…as his mind fell into a deep oblivion.
“OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHhhhhhh….YYEEEESSSSssss..”She screamed with the pleasure
of each thrust as he kissed her passionately on the neck. He released a
few uncontrollable moans as he arched his back again and again panting
wildly as
she felt his hot breath push through his lips against her skin.
They’re bodies melted together as they moved like a well oiled machine…pumping and thrusting…as she kept up with him. Her fingernails now digging into his back as she clutched him tightly.
The headboard continued to rock violently, crashing against the wall with force as they continued to pleasure each other until…
His mind was spinning out of control and he felt himself on the threshold.
He knew she was close too, and if he timed it just right…he could make
them come together. He grabbed her shoulders and dug himself in hard and
held himself there for a moment…allowing her to move on him in a way that
would surely cause the reaction he anticipated. Then with a few short jerky
movements he made sure he rubbed himself on that part of her that she couldn’t
control. She felt so good he thought to himself as he kissed her hard and
then lifted himself to his knees…bringing her legs up to prepare them both.
His hands were holding onto her thighs as he held her close to him. A few
thrusts from this position was all it took. She grabbed him by the back
of his legs and moved her body with his as she threw her head back and
moaned deeply. He closed his eyes and felt a strong wave of pleasure take
hold of him…and the warm cream from down below begin to move rapidly towards
the
point of release.
“AAAAAHHHHH….AAAAHHHHHHhhhhh…..AAAAHHHhhhhhh…” He cried out as the hot liquid shot from his cock…and made his whole body quiver with delight.
“OOOHHHHhhhhhh…..GOOOOODDD…”She yelled loudly as she felt her mind spiral into a whirlwind of stimulated bliss. He came only a moment before she did…and the sudden sensation she felt as the flood of his warm juices filled her was more than she could bare. His body collapsed from total exhaustion as he leaned over her kissing her softly on the lips and neck as he struggled to catch his breath and relax.
“MMMMmmmm…..” She cooed, as she tasted his now slightly salty lips. The perspiration had begun to bead from his temples and was now making its way slowly down the sides of his face.
“That was wonderful...” He told her as he broke his kiss and gazed into her rich blue eyes with a smile. “Are you alright?”
“I’ve never been better.” She told him. “Ken….”
“Just call me Hutch.” He told her. “Everyone else does.”
“Hutch…” She said and then smiled. “It suits you.”
“You think so?” He asked with a grin as he placed his lips on hers and continued to smile as he kissed her softly…allowing a small giggle to escape his throat.
She laughed too as she tried to hold her lips in place for him…and it made him laugh a little more with her. Soon they were both laughing so much that neither one could pull lips together to touch.
A very light sound caught Hutch’s ear as he lay there staring into her eyes and laughing. He ignored it at first but after a few short kisses and a little more laughter… the sound became louder and louder. Until it was unmistakably close…as if it were right outside the front door.
Sirens wailing…something was going on. Whatever it was it was close…and his gun was locked up in his car. Hutch sprang to his feet and feverishly grabbed his pants from the floor were they had fallen. He had to see what was going on.
“Wait right here…” He told her. “I’ll see what’s going on.”
“Be careful.” She called to him as she watched him zip his pants up nervously.
“I’ll be fine.” He assured her with a smile…and then he leaned down to give her one last kiss before turning to walk away.
He could see the flashing red and blue lights through the small opening in the curtains as he crept quietly up to the window to peer out. Then a loud noise startled him so much that he felt his whole body jump.
A loud bang on the door to her apartment…followed by a very loud and forceful voice.
“POLICE….OPEN THE DOOR.” He heard and stood there in complete surprise as he peered outside.
A couple of uniformed cops and his partner…standing at the door with guns drawn and serious looks on their faces.
What the Hell? He thought to himself as he reached for the latch to unbolt it and called to them in a calm voice.
“Take it easy…” He said as he cracked the door slowly and raised his hands to show them that he wasn’t a threat to them.
“Hutch…you alright?” Starsky asked curiously. “What’s going on?”
“I was just gonna ask you the same question.” He commented as he looked curiously at the other officers.
“Is there a woman in there with you?” One of the officers asked him suddenly.
“What kind of question is that?” He asked puzzled. “Are you taking a survey?”
“Hutch…” Starsky said a little calmer. “A call came into the station a few minutes ago that a woman was being beaten in this apartment…and the description they gave of the attacker…” He stopped suddenly.
“WHAT?” He said with surprise. “Is this some kind of a joke?”
“The description fit you like a glove…why do you think I’m here?” He said with a worried look on his face. “When I saw your car in the drive…”
“What…you thought I mighta lost my mind…went crazy?” he asked.
“I didn’t know what to think.” He said. “What would you think?”
The door to the bedroom opened slowly and Jeanette made her way out. She had heard the voices and wanted to know what was going on.
“The caller said that it sounded like the guy was throwing her against the wall…he heard screams and he sounded really worried about her. He said she had a man with her earlier and described him. He thought the guy might have gotten mad at her and he said it sounded like he was killing her.” One of the officers commented.
“Oh….” Hutch said as his face began to turn red and he began to stutter a little. “Well…we were just…I mean…it was just…”
“We were just hanging a few pictures.” Jeanette said with a smile as she stepped out from behind him. “I’m fine see…” She added as she turned around to give them a good look.
“We were …ahhhmm…hanging pictures.” Hutch confirmed. “I guess we musta banged a little too hard on the wall.”
“With the hammer?” Starsky asked with a playful grin.
“Yeah…the hammer.” Hutch said nervously as he made a motion with his hand as if holding a hammer in it.
“Where’s your shirt.” He asked a raised eyebrow and a smile.
“My air is broken…it gets pretty hot in here.” She explained before he could answer.
Starsky wasn’t stupid…by this time he had figured the whole thing out, and in front of the two uniformed officers…he was gonna play it for all that it was worth.
“I bet it does…” Starsky answered her. By now the two officers could sense the playful way Starsky was questioning him…they waited curiously to see what he would do next.
“Well…I guess you can go now…she’s alright…just a neighbor with an overactive imagination.” Hutch said bravely…as he tried to get them to leave.
“What about the screaming?” Starsky asked. “Can you explain that?”
“She hit her thumb with the hammer.” Hutch told him quickly.
“So she screamed so much that the neighbors thought she was being murdered.” He asked curiously.
“I have a very low threshold for pain.” She told him quickly as she grabbed hold of Hutch’s shoulder tighter.
“I doubt that…” Starsky said in a muffled whisper. “Ok….Well, I guess everything’s alright then…you guys can go now.” He motioned to the officers. “My partner didn’t hurt her.”
“You’re partner?” One of the Officers said with surprise. “Why didn’t you tell us that in the first place?”
“And spoil all the fun…why would I do that?” He teased.
“Move the bed away from the wall next time.” The officer yelled back to them as he walked to his car. “…Or make sure your neighbors aren’t home.”
“Hanging Pictures…” Starsky said with a smile as he leaned closer to Hutch’s ear and spoke again. “I wonder what else you hung?”
THE END……