by Sasha Medly
He found nothing whatsoever, just some dust. He was frustrated. Still they took some samples of the white dust on the floor and when the lab results came, Ethan finally got his breakthrough.
The dust was cocaine. However he didn’t say a work to Svetlana. Instead he followed her steps closely. Even though she was smart enough to move the kilos of cocaine from the store, she was getting nervous and anxious. She was leaving bread crumbs and Ethan was there to grab them.
Fast forward, she is standing in an interrogation room with Ethan questioning her. When Robert found out about Svetlana’s habits, he was stunned and could not speak for a few moments. He was determined to testify against her.
Even Molly was willing to spill the tea about her former boss because she had no intention to go to jail. Svetlana’s world was falling apart. El Matador fled out to Medellin and he re grouped his forces.
Gonzales went down the rabbit hole and took an unplanned trip to Cuba. Svetlana’s lawyer advised her to keep her mouth shut no matter the testimonies against her.
‘’Wow, I wasn’t so interest to find out all about your sex life, but Svetlana honey you’re guilty. There are so many people testifying against you.’’
‘’Ethan, I am waiting for my lawyer. So you found some dust of cocaine on the floor. It could be from anyone.’’
He got mad and slammed her against the wall. She grabbed him by the balls, squeezed them in her hand and then kissed him. Ethan was on some sort of spell and for Svetlana this was her mail ticket to freedom.
The End.
Story
Emily smiled as she stretched out in bed, she had finally gotten the well needed sleep she deserved. As she curled up back into a ball she turned on her side to see if she could catch another wink, her phone rang just as she was starting to settle into it and she cursed under her breath. Stretching out again, she reached for the phone “Hello Emily Stright” she responded with as much sleepiness in her voice as she could muster. Maybe the person on the line will hear it and opt to call her at a later time “hi Emily” came the familiar voice of a friend from work “how are you?” Emily grimaced and rolled her eyes “I am fine Carol” she responded “how may I help you?” there was silence at the other end for a second finally Coral spoke “my brother is coming into town this week, I was wondering if you could how him around?” Emily was speechless, she paused for a moment then opened her mouth to speak but closed it again. She wasn’t sure if what she was going to say would be the nicest thing. She felt somewhat offended by the question before she could say anything Carol spoke again “I hope you don’t think I am being rude or forward but he remembered you from high school and asked for you personally” this information also took Emily by surprise. Carol and her brother were the richest people this side of the states what kind of interest could he possibly have in her “I refused to give him your number” Carol continued “so I was given the task of asking you a question that he would rather ask himself, what do you say?” Emily released the breath she was holding “I suppose I could” she responded “it’s not like you have anything better to do” her subconscious hissed rolling her eyes “great!” Came Carol’s happy voice through the speaker “I will give you the details tomorrow I guess I’ll see you at work. Goodbye.” Emily mirrored her farewell and the line went dead she lay back on her back and cringed “what did I just agreed to?” she asked herself she looked at the clock beside her bed it was almost 7:30. She sighed might as well get up now she had work in less than half an hour. She hurriedly made the bed and head for the kitchen, she had already put out things for breakfast from the night before. If she didn’t do things this way she was bound to be late. Every night before bed she gather all her breakfast things in one place, choose her outfit and shoes and organize her hand bag along with all her files and placed them on a table she had placed by the door especially for this reason there’s a hanger hanging over the door post where she placed her keys as well just as to not waste time looking for them. As she went through the motion of making breakfast her mind went back to the early parts of her life, she couldn’t help but to feel grateful. She was an only child but that didn’t make life easy for her, her parents were dirt poor and worked like a dog to give her all she needed which sometimes wasn’t enough still she never complained and they loved her for that. She started working at a tender age neglecting all the things that she should do when she was young including falling in love, she bypassed that stage and went straight to the rich and successful stage just so she could help her parents and as fine as she is, that stage of her life never seemed to catch up. She was a twenty-six year old virgin in every sense of the word. She dated a few times but found the men to be shallow and unworthy so she focused on other things deciding that dating and falling in love wasn’t that important. There is nothing a man can give her that she can’t give herself she would say but her subconscious would step in just in time to say “except a dick, which I might add you’re badly in need of” she would roll her eyes and beat it down. A friend gave her a dildo once as a present but she was never brave enough to use it. The smell of bacon pulled her from her reverie and she quickly placed her breakfast on a plate and sat down to eat. She ate quickly taking small amounts but with a quick hand, in minutes the kitchen was clean again and she was making her way to the shower.
She let the warm water cascade down her body careful to avoid getting her hair wet, she didn’t want to bother with a blow drying session this morning it was dress down day at work and she was excited. She could let her hair down and wear the new pair of skinny jeans she’s been dying to wear. She jumped out of the shower and quickly dried herself a few minutes before eight if she hurried she might be able to stop in with her parents before heading off to work.
Her parents lived in a retirement home just down the street, she would rather they live with her or her with them but they refused. They are hell bent on allowing her to live her life to the fullest without any form of hindrance from them, though she didn’t see them that way. She loved her parents with all her heart and would do anything to make them happy, so she respected their wishes but visited them every day, take them on trips as far as they can manage to drive or fly and spend as much time with them as she possibly can. She tries to stop in each morning to kiss them on the cheek and they would always sit out on the porch waiting. Grabbing her keys she took one last look at herself in the long mirror by the door “not bad Stright” she said to herself she smiled fondly as she touched her curves “nice” she whispered her subconscious jumping up and thumping the air. She grabbed her bag and keys and dashed out the door she knew her dad was going to give her grief about her jeans but she looked forward to it her dad still thinks of her as his baby girl.
She pulled into he driveway of the retirement home and grinned broadly her dad was sitting on the steps while her mom lounged on a porch swing close by they look like teenagers slacking off. She parked and climbed out “hey you two” she called to them “don’t you have anything to do?” her dad stood to his feet with outstretched arms as her mom climbed out of the chair “hello darling” she called standing to her feet. Concern laced through Emily’s body as she embraced her dad “is mom ok?” she whispered “yes” he whispered back “she didn’t sleep much last night though there’s a nagging pain in her leg, the physician came and she checked out just circulation. Massaging it before bed should help” her mom made it to the foot of the stairs just in time for Emily to sweep her up into a hug “I love you mom” she said tearing up the fact that her parents were getting older always knocks her off her feet she can’t get over it. Her mom embraced her and pulled her into her arms she recognized the sadness “oh honey pie don’t be sad” she said with a gentle voice “this old girl still have more miles left in her “slapping her husband playfully on the arm she hissed “didn’t we agreed not to tell her?” Emily smiled as her dad shrugged like a wayward teenager “she could already tell something was wrong Maggie, what should I do lie?” she rolled her eyes �
�oh Richard you’re hopeless” she blew him a kiss and all was forgotten. Emily look at her parents love in her eyes “you two are something else” kissing them on the cheek she began heading back to her car “I love you two so much” she said waving “I will stop by after work and see you again” her dad frowned “don’t stop bygo and try to make some wrinkles in that super tight jeans of yours and tell the boys my shot gun is loaded and I have a good aim.” This made Emily laugh “dad we are way passed that” she said climbing into her car “I love you goodbye” she backed out of the driveway and watched the worried expression on her parents face as she shot down the street passed the home they react the same every time she does it. Every now and then she give thought to the fact that she needs to slow down she really does have a heavy foot. Within a few minutes she was cruising on the I-95, weaving her way through traffic. Her car could really move and she is never able to get over how much. In a few minutes she was climbing out and stepping onto the pavement that led into the building that held her office, a shiver ran down her spine and she looked back. She had the haunting feeling someone was watching her. She suddenly became unusually aware of her environment, she closed the door and made her way up the steps it was a bright and beautiful morning and the entrance was abuzz with activity. Very unlikely that anyone would try anything underhanded here, still she wasn’t too sure. Soon she shrugged off the feeling why would anyone want to hurt her? “Because your rich her subconscious hissed” she rolled her eyes. Always pitching in at the wrong time, with information to make things worse. She got into the elevator and leaned against the walls breathing heavily. The feeling that she was being watched really had her worked up. She stepped from the elevator and headed straight for her office, someone called out to her and she turned around bumping into the intern carrying her coffee “oh shit” came a dismayed sound “I am so sorry” the intern wailed “its ok I have second clothes” Emily answered “don’t worry about it” after a quick trip to her car and to the bathroom she was good as new. As she entered her office the weird feeling came over her again and she turned around and there he was, Brad Metcaff in all his beautiful and devilishly sexy glory, Emily swallowed hard as she steadied herself on her very high heels and took a deep breath, she silently cursed herself for having worn these shoes. Any other day she did fine but now under Brad’s gaze she can barely hold her balance. He walked up to her his eyes never leaving hers with a very concentrated and purpose driven look on his face “hi” she begun stretching her had forward “I am Emily…” the rest of the words didn’t make it out of her mouth as he swept her up planted a firm kiss on her plump lips she was taking buy surprise but it felt so good she had no choice but to let him.
Emily’s blood sang as Brad explored her mouth thoroughly with so much skill that it made her legs weak she had no choice but to wrap her arms around his neck to keep herself from falling down, just then her leg popped like it did in the fairy tales. This was too good to be true she wanted to pull away, her subconscious yelled at her but she couldn’t so good was his kiss and his touch that she just melted in his arms. She wasn’t sure how long it lasted, a silent “ahem” interrupted them and she managed to pull away she turned to see Carol staring at them her forehead creased in a frown but a smile played on her lips “you two need to cut it out!” Emily was embarrassed “sorry” she said shamed face and sauntered into her office she was dying to sit before her wobbly legs gave way she made her way to her desk and plopped down in her chair turning so she could face the glass “what just happened?” she thought. Surprisingly her subconscious wasn’t there to provide an answer or an insult. She was aware that he followed her into the office and closed the door. She closed her eyes and breathe trying desperately to steady her nerves. She stood to her feet and turned to face him “if this is another introduction” he said smiling “I already know who you are” she blushed a little and shook her head “and I know who you are Brad Metcalf, what are you doing here?” he walked to where she stood and took her chin in his hands “I am here to see you” he tilted her head upwards and kissed her passionately but with less hunger and lust she gave in to the kiss and again her head swam. This time he released her of his own accord “hungry?” he asked a grin on his face “famished” Emily replied before she could stop herself and she knew deep in her heart she was answereing the hidden question he asked as truthfully and as honestly as the answer existed. He looked at her fire in his eyes “ok” he responded “I’ll return later with lunch” with that he stalked out of the office closing the door behind him. Emily was shocked he made it sound like he was going to take her right there in the office she was ashamed at the stab of disappointment she felt when he didn’t. She made her way around her desk and sat down, she didn’t know how to proceed with the rest of the day and to think he was going to be back with lunch. The thought made her tingle all over and she pressed her legs together, for the first time in a very long time she felt like having sex she found herself tracing the lining at the crotch of her stocking and mentally slapped herself. Removing her hand she fired up the computer screen and shook her head vigorously “let’s get some work done shall we?” she refocused her mind and started typing but that barely stem the feeling that pooled in lower belly even the breath that she drew in and out had some stimulating effect, she was thrown and she knew it.
It has been an hour since Brad left saying that he was going to return with lunch but for Emily it felt like days. Why does she feel so attached to this man already? It is almost unfair this man was bound to ruin her and there is nothing she could do about it, not that she would even try to do anything. She smiled stupidly at the computer, she then closed her eyes and took a deep cleansing breath. Refocusing she delved into what she is doing. It was a little after noon, Emily didn’t realized how quickly the time whizzed by she looked up and there was Brad standing in the doorway with takeout bags in his hand. “How long have you been standing there?” she asked grinning like a fool “long enough” he responded “I think you might need a vacation, the way I see you staring on that screen I can tell you’ve never taken one since you got this job.” She smiled “you seem to already know so much about me” he walked in and closed the door “I want to know more” he answered quietly he stood at the desk staring at her a moment longer their eyes locked and Emily shivered there was that feeling again. She interrupted the trance by smiling “what do you have there?” he blinked as if dragging himself back to reality and smiled “you’re something else” he said as he began removing food from the bag.
The afternoon went by swimmingly, Emily got so comfortable with brad she almost forgot she was working she was surprised she had not had one person knock on her door all day. Soon it was way past five and they both had talked about almost everything. She was surprised about how open Brad was but was even more surprised about how open she was, the only thing she didn’t mention was being a virgin which based on how she reacted when he swept her off her feet when he kissed her senseless, she had a feeling he already knows. She cleared her desk of all the empty boxes and made her way to the bathroom she could feel him following her with his eyes. She washed up and freshened her makeup she left off the lipstick assuming he is going to make her mind swim again when she came back from the bathroom he was standing and doing up his jacket “I’ll be back in an hour to pick you up” he said without even asking if he could “I figure that will be time enough for you to finish up here, we will be going out tonight.” Emily rest her hands on her shapely hips “really?” she asked sarcasm in her voice he walked up to her and wrapped his hands around her waist “yes really” he answered “and I’m not asking” he placed a firm kiss on her forehead and turned to leave on an impulse Emily caught his arm and he turned swiftly on his heels sweeping her up and kissing her deeply. He swiftly moved to a chair in the corner. He stood her up on her feet, turning her around he sat down and gently pulled her down on his lap. He placed his leg between hers and spread them, Emily gasped she could feel his erection against h
er butt it…. felt…so good she began grinding her hips against him. He slowly hiked up her skirt while trailing little kisses down her neck, slowly he traced his hand up her leg to her crotch in seconds he had made a hole in her pantyhose as she could feel his fingers against her flesh she threw her head back and gasped in response to his touch. Something was bubbling inside her, building she had an idea what it was though she had never felt it before. He pulled her down on him kissing her all over, he undid the top buttons of her shirt and slipped his hand inside and cupped one of her breast then the other. While he did this he circled her special place with his fingers Emily was in ecstasy. She gasped when he shifted her bra and panty at the same time, she jumped a little when his hand came into contact with her bare flesh “shhh” he said steadying her “I won’t hurt you” he whispered almost immediately she calmed down. He began to rub her there while pulling on her nipples they felt very sensitive but he was just gentle enough for it not to be painful, it felt so good. She continued grinding against him by now both her breast were bare and braless and he shamelessly fondled both, as he circled her flesh soft moans escaped her and Emily realized she had begun to feel hot all over.
Emily felt the intensity in her body increase she threw away all of her inhibitions and gave in to the feeling. Her breathing was heavy and her head felt light like she was drunk but sober as the feeling got to the point where she couldn’t bare it any longer she called out his name and sank her nails into his knee at that moment he sunk first one then two fingers inside her and something inside her exploded she cried out but Brad silenced her by placing one then two fingers in her mouth without realizing she began sucking on them soft moans sounded in her throat. He gently removed his fingers from inside her and went back to massaging her breast she lie back on top of him completely spent. Whatever that was, it knocked the wind from her body, he cradled her in his arms and kissed her neck “felt good?” he asked she smiled “good doesn’t describe it” she said a smile playing on her lips. They sat like that for a few minutes until he stirred and helped her to her feet standing up with her “so like I was saying” he began “we are going out tonight I’ll be back to pick you up” he kissed her cheek and straightened his clothes she watched him walk to the door turning around to look at her he slowly placed the finger that was inside her in his mouth and suck on it Emily’s mouth popped open. His eyes danced as he took in her reaction then he turned and left she shook her head “this man is going to be the death of me” she thought.