by M. L. Smith
I surrendered myself fully to him and I really let myself go thrusting my hips up towards him. The intensity of his dominance of me was unbelievable.
I was his willing submissive housekeeper.
“Jennifer, I am going to fuck you senseless and make you scream out my name over and over!” he told me as he pounded quickly in and out of me.
It felt dirty and I loved it. His eyes shone as he energetically made love to me. All my senses seemed heightened as he picked up the pace.
“Zack, Zack.” I screamed his name as I exploded into a million pieces around him.
“Ah Jennifer, yes!” he said as he filled me up.
His body shuddered as he gave himself fully to me.
After we had made love, we were lying in each other’s arms thinking that all was well with the world.
“It just gets better with you each time, Jennifer. It’s like we were made for each other. You have breathed life back into me. I felt empty before. You are everything to me,” he gently whispered to me stroking my flushed cheek.
I got a sudden urge to tell him how I really felt about him but before I could, we heard a noise outside. A car door slammed loudly as voices shouted goodbye.
“God, is that a car?” I asked him as I heard the gravel crunching loudly outside.
I abruptly sat up as panic started to wash over me.
“It must be Scarlett or Jasper coming back. Shit! They can’t see us like this!” Zack shouted as he jumped up from the bed, scrambling for his clothes.
I literally slid off the bed I was that sticky and started to gather my clothes up. Zack quickly put his jeans on with no boxer shorts.
“Dad, where are you? Jennifer, are you there?”
Scarlett’s questions hung in the silence. We could hear her bounding up the stairs. Oh god! Suddenly the door burst open.
“Scarlett, have you never heard of knocking!” Zack shouted as their eyes met.
He looked away from her embarrassed. You could have heard a pin drop. She took in the scene and her face dropped as she tore her eyes away.
Zack was standing at the side of his bed just in his jeans and I had just managed to get my black lacy underwear back on. Our faces were flushed from our recent lovemaking.
“How could you, Dad? I hate you!” she shouted with tears streaming down her cheeks.
She then turned heel and left the room. Suddenly Jasper appeared in the doorway.
Oh great!
“Nice one, Dad!” Jasper shouted, clearly enjoying the display.
His beautiful eyes came to rest on my breasts clad in my bra. He shifted his gaze further down my body taking it all in as I quickly shoved on Zack’s t-shirt. I blushed from head to foot.
Zack saw my embarrassment and he looked furious.
“Shut it, Jasper! Just leave it! Get out!”
Zack exhaled noisily. Jasper turned away after having another look at me, still grinning widely.
“I must go after her,” Zack told me, looking white as a sheet.
“Leave her to calm down, Zack. What’s done is done.”
“I’m sorry, Jennifer.”
“It will be okay. She will come round. She’s upset about her Mum and she misses her terribly.”
“Thanks for being so understanding, Jennifer.”
I went back to my room for a much needed shower and nap.
Chapter Fifteen
I got into bed and dropped a quick text to DI Ross about the meeting tomorrow and the fact that Phoebe was against the merger. This provided a motive for Zack to kill her but I really didn’t think he was capable of doing that.
He loved his twins too much to take away their mother, didn’t he? Were my feelings for him clouding my judgement?
Zack didn’t join me and I guessed that he was feeling guilty about Scarlett seeing us together. He wouldn’t be as worried about Jasper as he clearly already knew.
After a lonely restless night, I went downstairs to prepare breakfast unsure of how Scarlett would react.
“Good morning, Scarlett.”
“Don’t even speak to me. I don’t want to look at you. When I close my eyes, all I see is you two together.”
“I’m so sorry, Scarlett, but don’t be hard on your Dad. He is very lonely, you know.”
“Well, he could go and have sex somewhere that I don’t know about. There are women that provide that sort of thing, you know!”
I flinched at her words. What we shared was so much more than just sex.
“We have grown close over these last few weeks. I have feelings for him. He is a wonderful man, but you already know that, don’t you? Please try and understand that sometimes people just can’t fight their feelings for each other.”
“Yes, he is and I don’t want you to hurt him. My Mother already did that. She ripped his heart out over and over. He didn’t deserve it!” she shouted and then she started to sob.
Why would I hurt him? I loved him.
“Scarlett, you poor thing. This isn’t just a fling to me. I am crazy about him.”
I put my arms around her and hugged her into my body. Thankfully she didn’t push me away. Zack stood in the doorway taking in the scene and I caught his eye and waved him away to give us a moment. He retreated silently into the lounge.
“I’m sorry I shouted at you, Jennifer. I really like you and you have been a good friend to me,” she sniffled into my shoulder.
“It’s okay, Scarlett. Come on, dry your eyes or your make up will run,” I told her giving her a tissue.
“Lighten up, sis. Dad deserves a break you know and let’s be honest, he would have to be gay to not notice Jennifer! Don't you think he should be happy with someone?” Jasper said as he strode into the kitchen.
She stared at him and smiled warmly. He pulled her into a warm hug. They were such sweet kids.
Zack made his second entrance and Scarlett looked at him. After a moment, she pulled away from Jasper to embrace him.
Zack’s eyes filled up as she folded into him.
“I’m sorry, Dad. I know you deserve to be happy and Jennifer is really good for you,” she told him.
“I’m sorry, Scarlett, but we couldn’t help it. Sometimes people are just really attracted to each other. Jennifer and I share a lot of chemistry. She means a lot to me,” he told her gently.
He looked over at me and our eyes locked together. His blue eyes shone beautifully in the bright sunlight of the kitchen. My stomach did a little flip as my chest tightened.
“It’s okay, Dad, really it is. Anyway, what’s for breakfast I am starving!” she smiled.
“Thank god that is all sorted!” Jasper laughed, grabbing a muffin from the table.
He stuffed it quickly in his mouth. A loud knock at the front door interrupted us and Zack went to answer it.
“Come in, Alan. We will go into the study,” I heard him abruptly say as Alan followed him along the hallway.
They were gone for about twenty minutes then Zack showed him out of the front door without saying goodbye to him.
“Right, I best make tracks to work. I have a busy day today.”
“I will walk you to the door.”
He grabbed my hand firmly as we walked along.
“Bye, beautiful Jennifer. Have a good day and I won’t stop thinking about you for a minute. I love the way you taste. I love the way you kiss me. I love the way you make love to me and I love making love to you.”
Oh my god! Is he for real?
“Jesus, you are making my legs turn to jelly and you are making me horny as usual, Mr Cole!”
“I just think of you and I get really hard, baby!”
“Is everything okay with Alan?” I asked him pulling myself together.
“Yes, we have smoothed things out. I made him delete the video of us after he forwarded it to my phone. It’s really hot! He won’t mention it and to be honest, I just think he’s a bit jealous that I have you and he doesn’t!”
“Did he say anything about Phoebe?
”
“No, I couldn’t get anything out of him. I have my eye on him, though.”
“Have a good day, Zack.”
Chapter Sixteen
After I had taken the twins to school, I decided that I really needed to find some more information about Phoebe’s disappearance. I made my mind up about digging around in her bedroom. There must be something there. I checked that Marcia was downstairs well away from Phoebe’s bedroom and I started opening drawers and cupboards.
I looked through her personal things and I couldn’t find anything until I pulled out a drawer. The drawer got stuck on something. Carefully I pulled the drawer out and ran my hand underneath it. I could feel something rectangular shaped that seemed to be fixed to the underside of the drawer. Pulling at it gently, it eventually gave way and I yanked it out. It was an iPhone and was obviously dead. I sprinted down to my bedroom and plugged the phone into my charger.
The phone took about half an hour before it came to life. I looked through the call log and only one number appeared. Taking my notebook out, I made a note of it. Next, I opened up the message in box and it was the same number again.
I read the first outgoing text.
‘I can’t wait to see you again and for us to be together again. It’s been too long and I need you and I miss you. Love you P xxxx’
The reply read, ‘Meet me at our special place my darling. I will be waiting for you. Love you too T xxxx’
I made a note of the date and time of the text and I was sure that was the day before Phoebe disappeared.
The next incoming one read, ‘When are you going to divorce the heartless bastard and be with me? I can’t wait for you forever T xxx’
She replied, ‘Things are in motion but it will take time. Please be patient. I love you P xxx’
There was one video on the phone and I opened it up. It was a video of Phoebe and the mysterious T making love. I could see her face as she was lying on her back but he had his back to the phone. He kissed her and told her that he loved her and she shouted his name, “Tyler, Tyler.” They were really going for it. It looked like they were outside. Could it have been the woods? Suddenly she looked at the phone and shouted at someone.
“What the fuck are you doing, Alan?” she shouted as she sat up covering her bare breasts.
Tyler stood up quickly, not bothering to cover himself up and chased after the filmmaker.
“You fucking pervert. Come here!” he shouted then the film finished.
I checked the number that the film was sent from and made a note of it. Alan was a creepy weirdo. I wondered if he had tried to blackmail her with the video.
We needed to establish who this Tyler was. He looked quite young and well built with very dark, almost black hair. He might have been a tennis coach or a personal trainer.
She must have had a gym membership. I could have tried ringing the number but that could raise his suspicions.
I trawled the Internet for expensive gyms in the area and decided to check them out.
I started up the Audi and roared out of the driveway. Yes, I could get used to playing at lady of the manor, but that was all I was doing, playing. Zack wouldn’t want me when the truth came out that I had been investigating him as a suspect for his wife’s possible murder.
The first two gyms were a dead end but I hit it lucky with the third.
“I will page our personal trainer, Tyler Henderson. He will be along to see you shortly. You won’t be disappointed, if you know what I mean!” the receptionist winked at me.
“Did you page me, Abby?”
“Yes, this is Miss Black. She’s enquiring about you working with her as a personal trainer.”
“Right, it’s nice to meet you, Miss Black,” he said shaking my hand.
Oh, he loved himself and if he had any more gel in his hair, he would have started an oil slick.
“Good to meet you, Tyler,” I replied as his eyes rested on my breasts.
“I will show you around the facilities,” he said, licking his lips whilst he looked at me.
He took me on a gym tour and explained about all the equipment.
“Do you fancy getting a drink sometime?”
He was clearly over Phoebe!
“No, thanks. I have a partner, Zachary Cole. We live over on The Avenue,” I told him, watching for a reaction. “Do you know it?”
I was delighted to see the colour drain from his face.
“No, I don’t think I do. Anyway, never mind. Abby will give you the times that I am working in the gym so pop along whenever it suits you,” he said, shaking my hand.
He looked really nervous all of a sudden.
“Thanks, Tyler, and I will see you really soon.”
When I got back into the car, I rang DI Ross and told him what I had discovered.
“I think we will get young Mr Henderson in. Please could you forward all the texts and the video over to me? Good work, Black.”
I felt better for achieving something positive and I debated whether to speak to Alan about the video. It couldn’t be what he saw on the day of her disappearance as it had been forwarded to her secret phone.
It had to be something else but what?
As I waited for Scarlett and Jasper, my phone beeped with a message. I looked at the screen and saw that it was from Zack. My pulse quickened as I opened it up.
It read, ‘For your eyes only, my beautiful Jennifer.’
I clicked on the attachment and I saw that it was the video Alan made of us in the woods. A red hot flush of desire hit me as I watched Zack making love to me outside, up against the ancient tree.
I giggled to myself. I was so noisy. God, it was so hot watching us. His naked arse looked gorgeous as he thrust roughly into me. The cheeks hollowed and clenched.
“Oh yes!” I moaned in the quiet car.
Luckily, I was parked in an empty part of the street outside the school. I panted breathlessly as I relived making love to Zack.
The school bells interrupted my ‘X’ rated thoughts as the students started to spill out of the exits.
I took a deep breath and pulled myself together. It was like Zack had awakened a sex siren that had been hidden deep inside of me. I had never ever behaved like this before and I always enjoyed sex, but not this much. I thought about him making love to me constantly and it was wearing me out.
“Hello, Jennifer,” Scarlett said as she clambered into the Audi.
“Did you have a good day?”
“Hi, Jennifer,” Jasper grinned as he got into the back again.
Scarlett was so bossy with him and for some unknown reason he just accepted it.
“I did thanks and someone I have had my eye on for a while asked me out.”
“Tell me more. What is he called?”
“He’s called Connor and he’s really fit.”
“He’s alright and an improvement on that tit Ollie you were seeing!” Jasper chimed in.
“Shut up Jasper!”
“When are you going out with him then?” I enquired.
“At the weekend, we are going to go to the cinema then for something to eat. Please don’t tell Dad as I don’t think he would like it.”
“If that’s what you want. I’m sure you will have a great time.”
“I hope so. Anyway, what about you and Amy? She’s mad for you, Jasper!”
“I’m just playing it cool. I don’t want to seem too keen!”
After I had got the evening meal on the go, I decided to go and confront Alan. I took the path along to the stable block and I found him in a makeshift office, flicking through an old porn magazine.
“What do you want?” he snapped.
“I want to talk to you.”
“What do you want to talk about?”
“Did you see Phoebe and a man in the woods shortly before she disappeared?”
“I might have done. What’s it got to do with you?”
“Did you film them?”
“Yes. I was going to make
the bitch cough up some cash for me. It’s not like she couldn’t afford it.”
“You really are a regular charmer, aren’t you, Alan?”
“Fuck off you bitch and leave me alone.”
“I might just tell Mr Cole what you have been up to. Do you know anything about her disappearance?”
“Yes. But I’m not telling you.”
Suddenly he launched at me and pinned me up against the door. I could smell sweat and sour breath. Fear prickled in my scalp. I managed to get my phone out and hit Zack's number on speed dial.
“Get off me!” I screamed.
“You want me, don’t you? I would satisfy you more than him and you are a right goer. You have fucking amazing tits. I have seen you in action, remember?” he spat as he started to undo his jeans.
He roughly grabbed one of my breasts and squeezed really hard. I could hear Zack’s voice shouting my name.
“I don’t think so, Alan, you creep. Get off me!” I screamed in his face as I started to back up towards the door.
His hands gripped my blouse tightly. I managed to shrug him off. He had a wild untamed look in his watery eyes.
Suddenly he punched me hard in the face. It hurt like hell. Blood filled my mouth and my vision blurred. His body pressed against mine and I started really panicking. Stars swam around in front of my eyes.
“Help me, help!” I screamed loudly before he clamped a dirty hand over my mouth.
“Shut up, you bitch or I will hit you again!” he shouted.
Zack crashed through the flimsy door of the office.
Thank god!
“Get off her, you sick bastard! Don’t you dare touch her,” he shouted at Alan, grabbing him roughly by the scruff of his neck.
Zack didn’t even break into a sweat. He threw Alan into a heap onto the path outside. He smacked him really hard right in the mouth and he continued hitting his face.
Zack could really fight.
He continued raining down punches on Alan as he cowered in a ball on the ground. I thought he was going to kill him.
Zack kicked him really hard in the side before I pulled him away.
“Stop, stop! That’s enough Zack!” I shouted holding his arm.