Linc's Retribution

by Lake, Brair

  Although I am ready to return home, Cassie does not want me there. Instead she wants to date. What the fuck does she mean? As hard as I try to remember. I doubt if I have dated anyone. Since discovering girls at sixteen. If I wanted, or fancied a woman, I fucked her.

  Until Cassie came along I was happy with my life. Shit in the years we have being married, I doubt we ever dated as a couple. Sure we went out as a couple to the club or to the strip club. Hell we have even been on the road a few times.

  No matter how much thought I gave to the problem. I was unable to come up with a satisfactory solution to the dilemma I was facing. Reluctant to return to the main room, I lean back against the chair forcing my body to relax.

  In my wallet is a well-worn picture of Cassie. One that I always take out, to gaze at when I am away from her. The thought of losing Cassie causes my stomach to churn. Fuck, the thought of another man touching Cassie in the same why I have could land me in jail. Especially if they gave her what I cannot. A baby. The clenching round my heart will not stop and I can feel the oncoming of a panic attack.

  Unable to bear the claustrophobic feeling of the room closing in on me. I decide to join my brothers in the main room. I need a drink and I intend to have more than one. With one last look at the photo of Cassie I replace it in my wallet, and join in the revelry.

  DCMC

  After Linc left, I had a quick shower and rang Baby Blu. Linc is back in my bed, on my terms, and now it is time for phase two in my plan. A giggle escapes my lips as I strip the bed and open the window. He may not be here in the room, but I could still smell him.

  Shit, six weeks without sex and now that Linc’s back in my bed. Has me acting like a teenager with her first crush. Hugging the sheets before taking them to the utility room to dispose of, I wait for Baby Blu and Rayven.

  The coffee has just finished brewing when the doorbell rang indicating that my two co-conspirators had arrived.

  “Hi come on in girls. The coffee’s fresh.”

  “Are you sure you want to do this Cassie?” Rayven is a petite girl whom I have gotten to know since she began working for Tabby. She may work at Tie Me Down. However neither is she one of the club whores. No, she’s Tabby’s little pet, and he has given strict instructions that she’s not allowed to dance there either.

  “Yeah Cassie all our heads could roll.” Baby Blu’s teeth flash as she bites into a pastry. The twinkle in her eyes are at odds with the remarks leaving her mouth, confirming she’s with me all the way in my plans for Linc.

  As I plop myself in to the spare chair at the kitchen table. I switch on the laptop. “Baby Blu, you can join me. You know how much the men enjoy seeing us together.” This time, no matter how hard I try. I cannot stop the laughter escaping from my throat as I watch their reactions. Baby Blu choked on her pastry and Rayven’s whole body shook with her delight.

  It does not take long for us to find what we need and after ordering the necessary items, we begin work on the next stage. For this part I need Rayven and she proves to be a hard task master. Three hours later my body is ready to give up on me. Rayven has given me the work out from hell. But I know it will be worth it.

  “How about a glass of wine?” Baby Blu gives a shake of her head, “I have to go soon.”

  “Spoil sport. How about you Rayven? Then we can chat about Linc.” The promise of gossip catch’s Baby Blu’s attention and her lax body is twisting towards me. Her eyes full of inquiry.

  “I’ll make coffee, then you can spill.” While Baby Blu’s in the kitchen I turn my attention to Rayven who has gone quiet.

  “Everything OK?”

  Rayven’s answer is slow in coming, her eyes are glued to the blank screen of the television. “Will you help me seduce Tabby?” Now it’s my turn to choke.

  “What?” I can tell my mouth is hanging open and refuses to close. Rayven still refuses to turn her eyes to me.

  “It was something you said earlier?” Not sure what I had said, I rack my brains over the evenings conversations and come up blank. When Rayven finally glances in my direction. Her cheeks are flushed.

  “What did I say Rayven.” If the girl wants help I will help her. “Rayven you know why Tabby got the road name he has?”

  As I watch Rayven blink her big blue eyes I know she will have no trouble seducing Tabby. Hell the whole club knows that it would not take much. The smile which spreads across her face is one of a woman with a secret. Almost as if she knew what power she has over him.

  “Sure, he is a man whore. And that’s why I need your help.” This time I shake my head in confusion. “What you said earlier about Inferno and Linc liking to watch you two together, well you know?” Oh shit I know exactly what Rayven’s getting at. Tabby loves girl on girl action. This time, it’s my body that heats up from a flush.

  “Look Rayven I’m honored and all that. But it’s not…….” Before I finish my sentence, Rayven is bent over double. Her unrestrained laughter is filling the room. Whoa have I missed something.

  “No…… You misunderstood?” A bout of hiccups and a gale of laughter interrupt Rayven’s explanation. “I just want you to dance with me. Show Tabby what a desirable girl I am.” This girl woman is mad. She wants to cut her teeth on the biggest man whore in Comfort Springs. A man who is twice her size and when he is finished with her. He will move on to the next available piece of skirt he can find.

  “What did I miss?” Between the perplexed frown on Baby Blu’s forehead and Rayven’s uncontrollable laughter, a drowning sensation comes over me.

  “Rayven needs our help to seduce Tabby.” Oh, shit I hate it when Baby Blu goes all quiet as she returns to her seat. While I explain what Rayven wants, I watch Baby Blu’s eyes as they begin to calculate. It appears that she is in to Rayven’s plan. For the next hour we discuss and plan what we are going to do for Rayven and Tabby. As the discussion comes to an end. I wonder if Tabby is capable of handling this woman.

  “Now that we have Tabby and Rayven sorted. Tell me about you and Linc.” The woman is like a dog with a bone. With a sip of my wine I close my eyes and remember this afternoon. Even now I can still feel Linc in me.

  For the first time in a long time we had sex with a condom, and it just had not felt right. Linc is not happy that I have asked him to redo his tests, insisting that he is clean. The sooner he has the tests done the better. I had not enjoy the sensation of latex against my flesh. I much prefer flesh against flesh. Shit, even thinking of Linc going bare inside me has me wet. With a shuffle of my body, I turn back to the girls. “Linc and I had sex this afternoon.”

  “So if you and Linc had sex this afternoon, why are we spending our time teaching you to dance?”

  “Rayven, the man needs to be taught a lesson, and this is just the beginning.”

  Chapter 10

  My body is humming. In fifteen minutes I will be closing the shop, then I can go home and relax in front of the television. Maybe it had not being such a good idea to have Linc move in to the apartment above his studio. This morning I had listened as he moved about upstairs. Then at lunch time Linc invited me to lunch in the apartment. Once I was up there, it was to discover Linc naked and sprawled across the bed. Proving how weak I am round this man, instead of saying no, I stripped and joined him.

  Due to a lack of customers I was thinking of closing the shop early when the electronic buzzer goes off. Absentmindedly I glance towards the door and see that skank Lacey walk in. Who the hell does she think she is?

  “Sorry we’re closed.” At five seven and with breasts as fake as her orange skin and yellow over bleached hair I still could not understand why Linc had fucked her. All the time we were together he would go on about how much of a real woman I was, and how much he loved that fact.

  Thirty seconds is all it’s taken. Thirty seconds to take away the pleasure of my lunch time rendezvous. “I said we’re closed.” With that fake smile of hers, Lacey makes a show of glancing at her watch, and at the opening times on the door and carri
es on walking in.

  When she makes her way over to the lingerie and starts to pull out panties, my mind goes into turmoil and without thinking I stride over and snatch the underwear. “I said I’m closed.”

  “Really. The sign says five and it’s only ten to.”

  “I don’t give a fuck what the sign says. I said the shop is closed.” The woman is not flustered at my outburst and this only riles me more. Not caring who sees, I grab the bitch’s arm and begin to drag her across the shop floor.

  “Hey, there’s no need to be rough.”

  “Listen skank. You’re not welcome here. Get out of my fucking shop and keep out. You fucking skank.”

  “Look, it’s not my problem if Linc’s no longer interested in a fat ass like you.” For years I put up with snide remarks from this bitch, but no more.

  “You think this is about Linc. Well honey let me inform you this has nothing to do with him or any man.” On a roll I begin to stab her in the chest with my finger. “You’re a skank. A dirty little whore. One who is not worth my time. I asked you politely to leave, and you refused. If you come into my store once more. There will be no second asking. Do you understand?” By now I have her at the door and with a final shove she lands in Linc’s arms. Fuck, can this get any worse.

  “Hey is everything OK?”

  “No. You can fucking let go of her now.” As Linc raises his eyebrows and spreads his arms wide. While stepping back from the bitch I turn back to the store, slamming the door in both of their faces. Linc’s eyes follow my movements as I slide the bolts into place. I will not cry, I will not cry. I repeat to myself several times as I close my eyes to stop the tears.

  “Cassie, open this door!” I refuse to look back as I make my way to the rest room to collect my coat. “Cassie. Open this fucking door now!” A shudder runs through my body. I know that if he wanted to, Linc is able to smash the door without any effort. Thankfully this store has a rear exit, which I’m quick to use.

  As soon as I am out in the deserted alley the tears begin and I cannot stop them. “Hey Cassie, are you OK?”

  Without bothering to open my eyes, I nod slowly. “Yeah Sammie I’m fine.” I do not have to look at Sammie to know he is still there, waiting.

  “Come on Cassie lets go back to my place.” Sammie is speaking to me as he gently takes me by the arm and guides me in to the rear of his coffee shop. By the time we are inside my cell has begun to ring, but I ignore it. After the last twenty four hours I am not ready to speak to Linc.

  I love the aromatic smell of fresh ground coffee and nurse the cup which Sammie places in front of me. With the cup resting against my lips I inhale the fresh brew. The scent calming me. While I sit in the kitchen of Sammie’s coffee shop, he has being busy at the stove, chattering away. His irrelevant chatter soothing my frayed nerves, while I drink the coffee. Before leaving I give Sammie a swift kiss on the bald patch on top of his head.

  “Thanks Sammie,”

  The walk home takes me about forty five minutes. In that time I have spent it going over what occurred in the store. I know it’s not Linc’s fault that the skank had turned up at the shop. Over the last six weeks she has been calling in on the pretext of purchasing items for her job. Yet in all that time she has never called into Linc’s studio.

  There are time when I over react and this could have been one of them. It’s me Linc loves. I am the one Linc is spending his free time with. The only time I do not actually see Linc, is when he’s on club business with his brothers.

  “Linc you can’t just let yourself in.” When I had walked round the corner, I had spotted Linc’s Harley in the driveway.

  “Where the fuck have you been? It’s nearly seven Cassie.” On a frustrated sigh, Linc rubs his bare scalp with his hand. “And why the hell have you not being answering your cell?”

  Ignoring him, I remove my shoes and rub my feet. Feet that are killing me from the long walk in the most inapt shoes I must own. “Cassie I rang everyone. And there are people out searching for you.”

  “Well you’ve found me now. So call your dogs’ off,” moving towards the living space I take a little dig at Linc as I fling over my shoulder. “Oh Linc, their not very good are they?”

  Linc has followed me in to the living space and if his scowl is anything to go by. He’s in no mood to be teased, and my words have not calmed him down. Good, because I am not feeling calm either.

  “Did you speak to Tabby?”

  “About what?”

  Most people would feel intimated if they are sat in a chair with a hulking six foot two, man looming over them. Stormy Indigo eyes glare down at me. For all his size Linc has never physically hurt me and I am confident enough to know that he will not now. He is my blustering big bag of wind and my panties have begun to become wet. My sullen hate for this man has gone up another notch.

  “About what. About that skank, that’s what. Is she gone from the club?” When Linc remains quiet I raise my eyes to his. Only to discover his face has moved closer to mine. My hair is in Linc’s hand as he plays with it.

  Anticipation runs through my body, my eyes change direction and look towards his cock. When Linc is mad he likes to have sex. Very rarely do we ever finish an argument without ending up naked and sweaty. My mouth has gone dry as arousal seeps through my body. The pulse at my clit throbbing gently. Suggestively, I run the tip of my tongue over my lips as I reach out and undo Linc’s fly. His cock is exposed to me and I know what I am about to do.

  “Oh no you don’t Cassie.” Linc stuffs his cock back in his jeans as he steps away from me. “Talk.” Frustrated, I lean back into the chair. I love the man standing in front of me. That does not stop me from blaming him for that skank of a stripper, coming into my store.

  “Talk. You want to talk?” Then I make a mistake. I look up to his face. A face which has come alive with lust. His eyes are undressing me.

  “No Cassie, I do not want to talk. What I want is to fuck you until you cannot think or walk.”

  “Well Linc, I was up to that a moment ago. But you turned my offer down. So now we will do what you want. We will talk.” Satisfaction makes me smile, as frustration crosses over Linc’s face.

  “Cassie, I will be putting you over me knee in a moment.” Oh shit, my panties are soaked.

  “OK Cassie what brought on that outburst earlier and where the hell did you disappear to?” If Linc had a head full of hair, he would have pulled most of it out by now from the way he keeps rubbing his scalp.

  Jealousy is a bitch and at the moment I am torn between jealousies and hate for Lacey the Whore. I have to swallow both my pride and the bile which is rising in my throat “Did you talk to Tabby about getting rid of the whore you slept with?”

  Somehow, Linc has maneuvered it so that he is now sat on the chair and I am in his lap. His hand stroking my back. After three years Linc knows me well. “Yes.”

  When I make my move to jump off Linc’s lap, his free hand lands on to my thighs, locking me into place so that I’m unable to move. “Just yes, Linc?”

  “Tabby agreed to fire her Cass.” Being sat on Linc’s lap is a dangerous place to be. Under my ass I feel his cock pushing against the fabric of his combats. The hand which has been holding me in place has begun to slide under my skirt, and is skimming over the tops of the thigh highs I am wearing. My breast have become heavy and if I was to look down I would see my nips standing out, pushing against the blouse I am wearing.

  Linc’s body is also affected by our proximity. His nipples are erect, pushing against the black T-shirt. My hands lift automatically to brush against his chest, gliding over the hard nipples and because I can, I wiggle my bottom against Linc. “Bad girl.”

  Arousal is spiraling through my body and I want Linc. “Linc, I do not want her anywhere near my shop.” I hate this insecure feeling I have where Lacey is concerned. How weak it makes me. With his finger under my chin, Linc raises my head so that we are eye to eye

  “I’ll do what I can Cassi
e.” His lips brush over mine and he has me straddling his thighs. My skirt rises up my legs to expose the top of my hold ups.

  “Linc, when are you taking me on a date?”

  “Date?”

  “Yeah date.” This time I am the one to brush lips. “We’ve fucked twice since agreeing to dating, we’re about to fuck again and you still have not taken me on a date.”

  “You’re serious about this dating thing Cassie?” By now we are forehead to forehead. The tips of our noses are touching.

  “Yes Linc I'm serious about dating. I want us to date. So where are you taking me for our first date?” Linc, and I have being married for over three years, and we’re only just going on our first date. “Flowers and chocolates Linc. I want the lot.”

  “OK, we’ll go to the movies on Thursday?”

  “And dinner.” Each statement is punctured with a kiss on Linc’s face. The deep rumble emitting from Linc’s chest sends another spiral of arousal through my body to my pussy. Meanwhile my heart clenches at the love I see in Linc’s eyes.