Lisa's blue eyes opened slowly, hearing her name called, then instantly closed
tightly. "Wake up, sleepy head. Time for breakfast," Gary's deep voice intoned
softly. Lisa stretched, her arms rising above her head, throwing the covers to
her waist. Luxuriant in the soft covers and warm bed. "What time is it, Gary?"
"Almost noon, sleepy head. Simbe says to get your ass out of bed, she's fixing
brunch for all of us right now. And here's some coffee and juice to start you
off." Lisa opened her eyes. Gary was standing nude by her bed, holding a small
tray with juice, coffee, cream and sugar. Lisa giggled. "Now isn't that fine. I
wake up to a naked man serving me coffee." She snaked out a hand and fondled his
banana like dick, holding it tenderly and massaging the smooth skin in gentle
jacking motions. "You keep that up and I'll spill this damn coffee all over you."
Lisa giggled, "How about I just squeeze it a little bit and you only spill just a
little of the coffee on me?" Gary laughed, "No time for that now. You got to get
your sweet ass out of that bed and downstairs for brunch, or Simbe will skin us
both alive." Her tender motions on his black prick were having it's effect. His
cock was visibly swelling in her hand. "Put the coffee down on the table, and
I'll just give it a little snaky lick on the end, then I swear I'll get right
up." "So will I, if you give it a little snake like lick." Gary laughed, but he
set the tray on the end table. Lisa brought the stalk to her eyes, examining the
end of his dick with a frown. "Gary, thank you for last night. I loved every
second of it." "So did I, Lisa. So did I." Lisa planted a warm open mouthed kiss
on the end of his prick, then swiped her tongue over the tip of his swollen
glans, let go of his cock and rolled out of bed on the side away from the big
black husband. "Go tell Simbe that I'm up, and I'll be ready for breakfast in ten
minutes." Lisa dashed to the bathroom as Gary left the room. The three friends
chatted nude over a lengthy breakfast, the ladies giggling about the sexual
prowess of their lover, and the fun they had had. Gary interrupted their
conversations, "Bill Marston will be here this afternoon, so I guess it's time to
get dressed. I think he might just be a little shocked if he came in and found us
like this." "Fuck him!" was Lisa's reply. "That son of a bitch sure didn't care
about me when I had clothes on. He won't give a shit about me if I don't."
"You're being unfair, Lisa." Gary softly shook his head. "For one thing, if it
hadn't been for Bill Marston, You wouldn't have met Simbe and me. For another, he
really has your good at heart. He's the best street cop I've ever met, and he's
been in Vice since year one." "Humph," was Lisa's reply. "Just wait and make your
judgments after you've got all the facts in the case." The handsome black cop
looked at Lisa's ice blue eyes. "Be fair and give him twenty four hours, then
make judgments." "That's fair," Lisa said, her beautiful face breaking into a
winsome smile. "I'll let him have his chance, if it pleases you!" .. "It's going
to be a piece of cake. What you're going to do is this. The two of you will make
the rounds of the lounge and cocktail bars on this list. Make it simple and not
too hard sell. Just let them know that you have a nice stable of horny ladies for
sale." The paunchy Lieutenant handed his sergeant a list. "Lisa, I want you
dressed flashy, but with lots of class. You're a high class hooker, call girl
type. Don't act cheap." Lisa lowered her lashes and gave the Lieutenant the full
treatment of her cold ice blue eyes, "Lieutenant, I've never looked or acted
cheap in my life, and I don't intend to start now!" "My humble apologies." The
paunchy policeman smiled, "I don't mean to suggest that you were, but I did mean
that we want your natural class to show." Lisa felt mollified at his courtly
apology, and turned her serious face into a brilliant smile directed at him.
Lieutenant Marston blinked at her sheer beauty, and his beefy face broke into a
grin. "Lisa, I hope we can be friends. I want only the best for you and I'll do
all I can to make sure you're safe during this operation." Lisa smiled back,
touching the back of his hand, "I'm sure you will Bill. I trust Gary, and I'm
beginning to trust you." "Gary, we've got a black limousine for you and we've got
Ed Richards from Theft Division as a driver. He's good and big and fast, and
he'll watch you like a hawk. He's not known on the street so he'll be safe for
you both." "I want you to dress like a good high up pimp, with your girls in tow.
You're spreading the word on the street that you have high class pussy for sale
and you can give out these cards." Gary examined the business cards. "Where's the
phone number?" "It's an unlisted number at a townhouse we're using for the sting.
We've got seven police women working there as hookers and the male staff are all
good people from the department. Your job is to get the interest going, and then
we'll take it from there," The Lieutenant explained. "You mean the police women
are going to screw the customers?" Lisa asked, wide eyed again. "Not really. Our
stall is going to be that we don't officially open for two weeks, however we will
serve food and drinks to those who stop by to look over the show. We think that
we'll get some casual observers, but we'll also get some heat from the
organization competition. When they step in with the muscle men, we find out just
who they represent and then we fold up shop and quit." "I feel nervous about
going around with Gary and being the bait. I mean, it's not going to be easy, and
what if I need to go to the john or something and I'm alone with no protection?"
"All thought out. You'll carry this in your bag." The Lieutenant handed Lisa a
small beeper. "It's set to a frequency that will be monitored by Ed and several
others. You press that button and you're going to be up to your sweet ass in cops
in about thirty seconds. Gary will carry one also." "How do we know it'll work in
an emergency?" Simbe's voice chimed in. "I mean what the hell, Bill, those thing
do screw up once in a while, and I don't want either Lisa, or my husband hurt!"
"It's two way. Press the button, just once, and you're going to have cops all
over the place. But to test out the system any time, just press it three times
and the monitor station will answer back with a short beep, that way you know
it's working fine." "You mean I can test it anytime I want to?" Lisa asked. "Bet
your sweet ass you can." The beefy detective nodded, "And I suggest that each
time you go in a new place, that you do test it." "I'm going along too." Simbe's
voice raised, "I can act a hooker too, and Lisa will feel safer if we're
together. We can back each other up, and neither of us has to ever be alone." "No
way." Both policeman chimed in unison. "Wait a minute," Lisa asked Simbe, "Do you
really mean it. Would you go along just to help me so I don't get in trouble?"
"Bet your sweet ass I would!" Simbe threw her arm around Lisa. "It's either that
or nobody goes!" It took the two of them acting against the detectives almost an
hour to convince them that it would work out better if they were a team. Finally
even the Lieutenant shrugged and sighed, "All right, all right. It's settled, you
work as a team. But damn it, you take your orders from me from now on. No more
opposite sides. We work as a team, using teamwork. Not some stupid make up your
own rules as we go along. Am I understood?" "Yes sir. We understand, "Simbe
grinned and saluted. Lisa laughed, "We can be the Salt and Pepper Twins for your
sting." "Salt and Pepper twins, shit." The bulky Lieutenant grumped, and mumbled,
"You both just be ready tonight, that's all I've got. But damn it all, you be
careful, I don't want either of you hurt!" Both Simbe and Lisa were gracious as
they saw him to the door, smiling at the grim faced detective and jostling him
between them, until he left finally with a smile of sorts on his face. Walking
back into the living room, arm in arm, the girls burst into laughter at Gary's
humorless face. "What's the matter with you, lover?" Simbe asked her husband as
she placed her shapely ass in his lap, and wriggling around to throw her arms
around his neck. "Are you afraid us two hookers just might have too much fun
hooking and you wouldn't get to be involved in the fun?". Gary grunted, and Lisa
looked serious for a minuted, "Look Gary, We'll be careful, and we won't get out
of your sight. I don't want either of us to get hurt either. We won't do anything
stupid." "Tell me honey." What time do we get started tonight?" Simbe asked her
dark husband. "We start from here about nine thirty or so. I everything goes like
we think, we'll have completed most of our rounds by two or three am." "Lots of
time for a nap before we go to work." Simbe smiled at Lisa, "I think I'd better
take our friend to bed alone for a little while." Lisa grinned at her friends,
"Good show. I need the rest even if you two sex maniacs don't. Wake me in about
four or five hours." Lisa closed the connecting door between her bedroom and the
master bedroom, hoping to get some sleep after the debauchery of last night's
orgy. The thoughts of her dream about her husband Bill, and his office adventures
with his secretary Angela and Sam's secretary Marian occupied her thought
process. Wondering if obtaining the black bordered pink panties in her leather
handbag was really part of the dream or, part of reality. "If I can do it once, I
can do it again!" Lisa thoughts echoed. She moved to the dresser, opened her
handbag, opening the side compartment and pulling out the black bordered pink
panties. The size of the pink drawers were a little overwhelming to the slim
sensuous blonde. She quickly pushed the panties back into her bag. "I was
sleeping and dreaming, and it could have been real, that I really traveled in my
dream. Maybe it's another facet of my power coming to life. Lisa crawled into
bed, curling up under the covers, mind drifting. ...