by Rita Hestand
"What are you going to do?"
"Well, I told Dex I wouldn't say anything to anyone but we went and bought a couple of guns the other day. He bought one too." Melanie told her
"Guns?" Neely frowned. "Why on earth would you do that. You some kind of Annie Oakley or something?"
Melanie chuckled at that, "No, just for protection. Dex took me to the gun range to practice."
"But a gun. Could you pull the trigger and kill someone?" Neely asked.
"I don't know, I really don’t. " She told her.
Neely stirred her coffee, added cream and sugar and stirred it again. "You be careful. Is there anything I can do to help? Melanie, I don't want to sound weird to you, but just how far do you trust Jesse and Dex?"
"Jesse has known me since grade school, he's practically part of my family. Dex, well, we have gotten very close in a very short period of time. I don't think he'd want to hurt me."
"Did you tell Heather?"
"No, I didn't want to talk about it at work."
"I don't blame you. You think someone from there might be doing this?"
Melanie turned her head and frowned, thinking about it, she considered a few facts.
"I don't think so, it started before I came to work. But there are some things I've been curious about." Melanie informed her as she glanced out the big glass window.
"Like what?"
"Like why did Mrs. James at the hospital and her secretary find it odd that I looked so much like Norma Wells and told me so, but Julia didn't say a word about it. I mean she worked with her. Doesn't that sound odd?"
"Matter of fact, when you put it like that, it does. Once you think on it. She didn't say anything?"
"No…. that first day, everyone was remarking about it, but her. She did later, but I just found it funny is all."
"You think she's is in on this?"
"No, not really, I just found it odd, is all."
"It is strange. Go to the police girl. I don't want you coming up dead!" Neely told her.
"You think it's that serious?"
"Don't you?"
"I don't know. This has been going on since before I came to work here. And they haven't really threatened me, just scared me with the bathroom incident, the calls and that darn black Cadillac."
"I'd say it's time to let the police in on this. I'm worried about you." Neely shot her a look of real concern. "You've got to let them know everything, so they can put this together and stop it before it goes too far."
"Why do people stalk other people?"
"To scare them, sometimes it's a grudge, sometimes it's some kind of jealousy. Since you haven't told many about your inheritance, how could they know that? I'm not sure what they would benefit unless it is some kind of crazy revenge thing." Neely told her.
Melanie hesitated a moment, "I've even considered Norma Wells. I mean, I took her job. She has reason not to like me, even though she doesn't know me, or that I was totally innocent of doing it as I didn’t know about her."
Neely's brows raised, "You have a valid point there. Knowing Norma like I did, I could see that…. Say, exactly how much did you inherit?"
"A lot."
"Yeah…I mean, thousands?"
"Millions."
"You're kidding me! Aren't you?" Neely gasped her voice going low, her eyes bugging.
"No, I'm not."
"Oh girl. Who would have thought. You live so modestly, on such a budget, now you are telling me you are worth millions? Who would've guessed."
"I guess I haven't realized just how many people would want to get their hands on that kind of money. I mean, I don't want the money. I never did. But they gave it to me, and maybe, someday, if I get terminally sick, or something I might need some of it, but I wanted to live on my own money. On what I make."
"Melanie, only you would think that way?" Neely smiled at her friend.
"How about this Jesse?"
"No, Jesse is a homeboy, he is more like me and wants to make it on his own. Besides, if he was, he would have asked me to marry when we were younger. No, Jesse has his own business now and is doing well for himself. Besides, Jesse is just not the type."
"You haven't told anyone at work?"
"No, no one."
"So, it isn't money motivated." Neely concluded.
"I don't know. I mean, I've heard of people that can get any information from the computer they want, so I guess I'm a target. It could all be for the money."
Neely studied the situation a while, then her eyes widened. "Girl, people can find out a lot, on line these days. Maybe you are right. Maybe someone has pried."
Their meal came and they ate and talked for a long time.
"I don't know, but if I were you, I'd not trust anyone."
"You know Neely, I'd get rid of it, if I really knew how to. But how do you dispose of five million dollars?"
"Five million dollars? Oh, my God! Look, the way I see it. There's only one thing you can do. Stay in touch with the police. Tell them everything. Let them handle this. They are experts. You call the police again and let them know what is going on. Everything that happens isn't an accident. These people, whoever they are, mean business Melanie And that much money, they probably do know about it."
"I guess you are right." Melanie admitted.
By the time, she took Neely back to her car, she was feeling much better and gave another thought to Neely's advice. Maybe it was time to talk to the police again.
***
He saw her sitting at her computer and his whole body heated up. He was rarely close to her that he didn't want her. He supposed it was his biggest weakness, women. He loved making love to beautiful women. He came up behind her and whirled her chair around so she was facing hm.
"Hello gorgeous." He whispered just before he planted a sultry kiss to her lips.
She sighed, "Let me turn the computer off, and let's go in the other room," she suggested with a smile when he raised his head for a breath.
He nodded.
She took his hand holding it against her breast.
"I've found something very interesting about our little gal. His hand moved to cup her breast. She smiled and sighed. "We've got a big change of plans and we need to talk about it. I think you should know." She teased him with a light kiss to his cheek.
"Oh yeah? Can it wait a while, it's been a week since I've been with you? I'm hungry for my girl."
A smile curled her red lips now. "Alright, we've got some time." She purred.
His smiled warmed her.
She turned off the computer and took his hand and led him into the other room.
They closed the door, she locked it, then she turned to him.
He had already pulled his shirt off. She stared at the wide expanse of his chest, her eyes twinkling.
She walked boldly up to him and tweaked a nipple. He wrapped his arms around her as her lips ran over his chest.
"I've never wanted a man, like I want you…" she whispered.
She reached to unbuckle his belt.
She walked over to the light switch and flicked it off. Moonlight flickered through the blinds of the window, bathing them in a soft glow. He slowly unbuttoned her blouse, and saw the stunning red bra that matched the red thong he'd seen her in. He smiled, "You wore it…" he whispered.
"Hmm…. just for you. Do you like it?"
"You know I do…" His voice went husky.
She unzipped his pants then went on her knees. He reared his head back and sighed, "Oh man." His pants fell to his ankles, as he presented himself to her. She gasped. "You're so big, so very big," she moaned as she warped her lips around his manhood and began to slowly pump him. She took delight in deep throating him and licking him.
He reared back his head and grabbed her lovely blonde hair in his hands, kneading it and pulling it as she manipulated him. He moaned his pleasure. "Work it baby, work it."
His words sent her into a frenzy and she licked, touched, and moved her lips over him until h
e was primed for orgasm. He groaned his satisfaction, and held her head, manipulating her the directions he wanted her to go. After he climaxed, he took her to the couch where he tore his clothes off and then hers.
He stared at her perfect body. "How can anyone be built so perfectly?" He muttered. "How can anyone be so damned beautiful?"
She smiled. "I take pride in my appearance baby."
"Don't I know it. Eve herself couldn't have been built better. You've got it all, a face of beauty, a body of perfection, and the know how to use it right. The perfect woman…."
She purred at his words. "Love me baby, love me like only you can."
They made love for an hour, touching, kissing, enflaming each other, and then as they lay together they began to plot their scheme.
"So, what have you learned," He asked lighting a cigarette and waiting with his arms wrapped around her, and moving up and down her luscious curves.
"Well, I already knew her family was fairly wealthy. But there is bigger news. News that we won't share with anyone else."
"Go on, tell me." His gaze glittered in the darkness.
"You know at first, this was just going to help Norma, and maybe take whatever we could from this Melanie at the same time. Turns out, our little miss Melanie is worth over five million dollars herself, despite her parents money."
"What?" he pulled away to look straight into her eyes, "What are you telling me."
"She has an inheritance, she's worth over five million dollars. The stupid little girl put it all in a saving account, right beside her banking account. Can you imagine. And the best part is, she's never even touched it and she's had it for over a year and half."
"Why, is there a restriction on the money or something?"
"No, that's the pure joy of it. No restriction, only her own self-righteous nature. It's that a gas?"
"Self-righteous is right. You know she's a virgin, and doesn't plan on changing that either. You're telling me that little miss prim and proper is sitting on that money?"
"Totally. And it can be ours."
"Wow! I'd have never guessed it."
"I know and the best part is, not many know she even has it."
"Oh well, this changes things, baby. This will make us rich beyond our dreams." He stood up now, contemplating what they were doing. The only thing that thrilled him more than sex was money.
His mind seemed to reel. "We've hit the big time."
"I know, darling. Everything we've dreamed about."
"I can't believe it! Not just that her folks have money, but an inheritance. Five million to be exact."
"How did you find out about it?"
"That computer hacker?"
"Frankie"
"He found it. And it's just sitting there in the bank, waiting for someone to come along."
"So, this changes everything doesn't it."
"Yes," she sighed. "It does. We can't leave any loopholes. None."
"Agreed!" He laughed.
"We've got to kill her babe. I don't want to, but we can't leave her alive to testify against us either. She sighed heavily, "I wish we didn't have to, I really do. I mean she's done nothing to us. But, I can't see us getting out of it without killing her. We'll have to do more than just make her sick. And I already regret it."
He nodded, "I agree. But I sincerely wish we didn't have to do this. I'd like to enjoy this retirement we're talking about. I mean Norma is paying you, isn't she?"
"Of course, but not as much as we can get from this Melanie…"
"I guess you're right. And murder isn't much worse than stealing a baby, is it?"
"That's not the best news. I don't have to steal a baby." She purred, kissing his nipple, and sucking on it for a second.
"No?"
"No."
"What do you mean? How are you going to get one?"
"I've got another plan about that, and it will be a good one that we don't have to even worry about."
"Sounds good. But how long is this all going to take?"
"Patience darling. It'll take a little time, but we're talking big money, and everlasting happiness. You've already given her enough poison to cause her major problems. But I'm afraid I'll have to administer the last dosage to be sure it kills her. Modern medicine will naturally try to save her once they discover how sick she is, but unless I give her one last big dose, she probably won't die."
"That could be risky for you?" He stared down at her beautiful naked body.
"I can handle it, after all, I am a nurse."
He smiled, and came toward her, "Yes, you are."
He smiled and sat down on the couch, admiring her boldness as he stared at her. "I want you all the time. You know that, don't you?"
He bent to take a nipple into his mouth as he caressed it with his wicked tongue. She squirmed. "I know that, and I want you right back." She whispered.
"Will you marry me?" He asked as he raised his head.
"Yes…. oh yes…" she cried and wrapped her arms and legs around him, he brought her up in his lap and entered her. She rode him first slowly, then faster, so fast. They were sweating and panting and suddenly they both let out a moan together. The climax was spectacular.
Collapsing into him, she kissed his shoulder, fondled his nipples and moaned as he squeezed her buttocks in his big warm hands. "As soon as this is over, we get married and head to the Bahamas."
"Yes," she leaned her head back so he could explore her breasts more easily. She enjoyed it when he sucked her there.
He took his time, caressing her, and the provocative way she was posed, had him coming inside her once more. "Soon, baby, soon."
"I can hardly wait." She cooed.
She smiled as he touched her body lovingly. "If we play our cards right, we won't have to worry about being together again. We'll be there. Just keep your eye on a beautiful cottage in the Bahama's, sipping Margarita's and making love all day, no work, no strain. Just lots of running on the beach at night, naked."
"It sounds too good to be true, babe," He whispered.
After long moments of rapture, she sighed and got up.
"I truly hate that we have to kill her. I'm not that kind of person, and neither are you." She sighed.
He smiled sexily at her, standing next to her touching his hot lips to hers again. "I know, but it's going to be so worth it."
"I can't begin to imagine having you all to myself, any time I want." She wrapped an arm around his neck.
They made love again on the floor, then she boldly walked into the next room, naked, came out and handed him another dose of the poison. Her nipple rubbed against his arm, and he bent to kiss it, before looking at the poison. "One more dose, then I'll give her the last one."
"Got it babe."
"Does she suspect anything?"
"No, she's debating whether to let me make love to her."
Her smile faded. "You want her?"
"No, are you kidding me, she's a virgin. I doubt she knows the first thing about making love. She's way to prim and proper for me. Not into the kinky stuff. She'd never satisfy me."
She pulled him against her once more. "Be sure and go out the back way, I don't want you on camera." She reached inside his jeans and touched him, he quivered with wanting her. "You're so big…"
"And you love it, don't you babe?"
"Yes, I do. We fit perfectly. I don't think another man could please me since I've been with you. I've come to fit you inside me so perfectly. Now, please be careful. I'd hate to lose you."
"You'll never lose me. You know how much I love you, and want you. I'll do anything to keep you. And we'll get married too."
"I know, I love you too." She squeezed him, and his eyes lit with fire. "Just remember, this is all for us, darling. We'll never have to work again, we'll never have to hide again."
He smiled into her love softened expression. "I can never get enough of you. You are everything a man could ever want, you know that don't you?"
"I try to be." She
nuzzled his nipple. "I grow wet sometimes, even when I'm working, just thinking about us."
His smile curled around her.
"You're always wet when I'm around. I don't like what we have to do, but I know we must do it, to be together and live without restraints. So, does Norma know all the plans."
"Yes, she knows what she needs to. The money is ours. All ours. We're taking the biggest risks, she'll get what she wants in the end."
"How are you going to take a baby."
"I don't have to take a baby. Miss Patricia Miles is a sixteen year old girl, who's to deliver this month. Before we leave. I'll help see her to a car, where she will be whisked away to Norma and she can walk away as free as a bird, without a child. Norma will have what she wants most, and we'll have what we want."
"She's agreed to give her baby up."
"Yes, her parents are a friend of mine. There'll be no trouble. They are just happy their baby girl won't have to be a mother at sixteen. So, you see, in the end everyone will be happy."
"Except Melanie George."
"She didn't want the inheritance, but like I said, I'm sorry she'll have to be the sacrifice of our love darling."
He nodded. "It's a good solid plan. Even though killing her eats at me."
"I know baby, but it will all be so worth it. You're not falling for her, are you?" She purred in his arms, as his hands went to assuage the ache inside her. He manipulated her into a fantastic orgasm with the crook of one finger. He felt the wetness there and smiled. "No baby, no one compares to you."
She smiled. "Keep that thought until next time. Does she want you as much as I do?"
"Don't worry about her, she's one of those 'wait until we marry' kinds." He laughed. "Sometimes I can barely talk to her without wanting to laugh in her face. I don't like girls who want to dangle the wedding ring in front of my nose. You certainly never did. But I want to marry you."
"I'm glad. I've worried you might take her and like her more than me… I mean she is younger."
"I like my women more sophisticated than that. You certainly don't have to worry about it. You know the risks I take to see you every week. I only wish it could be more often." He walked over to the full-size mirror on the back of the door, bringing her with him. Look at you, you are perfect in every way. Why would I ever want another?" His hand kept manipulating her. "Damn you are so wet and hot. I want you again."