Scandalous Motives- Heartless Reactions

by Red Snapper

  She stood up and then reached over the table to retrieve a large packet with the shirt in it. She handed him the plastic bag with the bloody t-shirt neatly folded and packed.

  Dryer gazed at her as he replied, “You know this will only prove that he was at the murder scene…it does not prove that he killed her.”

  She smiled as she responded, “No…no…that is where you’re wrong…you see that shirt was used to gag her.” “According to what I was told by an inside source…she died from suffocation.” “If I were you Detective…I would have this shirt checked for traces of Tamika’s saliva …I know for certain that he used it to gag her, because I saw him tape her mouth with the shirt, tuckin’ it in her mouth.” “That’s why I grabbed it…I knew I would get even with that bastard.”

  Harper quickly replied, “So why didn’t you turn this in before…because you were blackmailing him…huh?”

  She laughed as she replied, “That bastard stop paying me about a month ago…I needed that money man!” “He shouldn’t have reneged on our deal!”

  Dryer looked at her surprised as he replied, “You made a fuckin’ deal with him?”

  He shook his head as he motioned for a uniformed police officer to handcuff her.

  He stepped in front of her and looked deep in her eyes as he said, “Irene…although you were not directly involved in the execution of the murder of Tamika Jackson…you were an accomplice in regard to failing to notify the police, making false statements during the investigation, and withholding crucial evidence that was essential to solving her murder.” “You are now under arrest for hindering the murder investigation of Tamika Jackson.” “Read this bitch her rights and take her ass down town.”

  Irene was pissed as the police officer grabbed her arms, putting them behind her back, and placing the cuffs on her wrists.

  She replied as he began to escort her out the motel room, “C’mon…man…I deserve to make a deal here…I gave you what you wanted…Deveraux is the guilty one here…not me!” “I demand to see a lawyer…you bastard…you fuckin’ tricked me!” “YOU TRICKED ME!”

  Detective Dryer gazed at her as they put her into the police cruiser. He glanced over to Harper and laughed as he said, “Harper…I need you to take this packet down to forensics, A.S.A.P.” “I want to see Deveraux get out of this one now!” “As soon as we get that D.N.A. from the t-shirt, and they find any traces of her saliva on this shirt…then I will have his ass without a doubt!”

  She glared at him, as she noticed the sinister expression on his face and said, “So you finally got your man huh?”

  He smiled as he replied, “Yeah…that bastard is going down and I want to be there when he does!” “Hopefully we can find out if there is any connection with the death of his girlfriend, Tianna.” “Maybe he had her murdered too.”

  Suddenly, Harper’s cell phone began to ring. She answered it quickly in anticipation that it was Javon, but it wasn’t.

  “Hello…Detective Harper speaking, what you got?”

  “Harper…its Captain Watson...is Detective Dryer with you?” “I tried to reach him on his cell phone, but he didn’t answer.”

  Harper responded, “Yeah Captain…he’s right here.”

  “Let me speak to Dryer please.”

  She glanced at Dryer and said, “It’s the Captain…she wants to talk to you.”

  She gave him the phone.

  “Hey Captain Watson…Did you call my phone?” “I must have missed your call…what’s going on?”

  “Dryer…I’m afraid I have some bad news…it involves your old flame…you know that undercover case you was working…the woman you were involved with.”

  Confused Dryer replied, “Who…Rita?”

  “Yeah…aka…Elizabeth Lindell!” “I’m sorry but she was found murdered today…looks like she’s been dead for several days.” “Normally…I don’t involve someone who’s had close connections to any murder victims, but this one…this one…I knew was important to you.” “Now Dryer...don’t go crazy over this…I am going to put someone capable on this case…”

  Dryer immediately interrupted her, “Captain…I’m fine…I can handle it…just tell me where they found her and I will go to the scene.”

  “No…I want you to come down to the precinct …I really need to see you!”

  “But Captain…I’m fine!”

  She interrupted him, “Dryer…I understand your pain, but you need to calm down and come to the precinct.”

  “Okay…I’m on my way there.”

  She quickly responded, “Remember…I am here for you…okay?”

  ‘I know…I will see you shortly!”

  He hung up the phone and handed it back to Harper as he said, “We need to get down to the precinct so we can get this processed.”

  Harper watched him as they strolled back to the car. She thought, “I wonder what that is all about.”

  About an hour later, they were downtown at the precinct as Dryer was in the office talking to the Captain, Harper took the bag down to forensics so they could do test on the evidence.

  Irene was in central booking where she’s given permission to make a phone call. She sauntered over to the phone and began to dial the number. She waited as the phone began to ring. As she waited for an answer, she was tapping her fingers on the wall and humming a song when suddenly someone answered the phone.

  “Hello!”

  “Hello…I was told to call this number when I was in a bind…well I am in a bind and I need to speak to a Ms. Tangie Laurie.”

  “I’m Ms. Laurie’s personal assistant.” “May I help you?”

  “Yeah…I did what you asked me to do…now I am down here in jail.” “They want to charge me as an accomplice!”

  “Calm down…I will get someone down there to get you out, but meanwhile don’t answer any questions or say anything. A lawyer will be there within the hour, okay?”

  “Okay…remember…I did what you asked me…please don’t leave me here!”

  As she hung up the phone, Vikki turned to Tangie, “Lady Mistress…that was the call we were waiting for from Irene…she is now at the precinct in police custody.” “Do you want me to get someone down there to represent her?”

  Tangie smiled, as she replied, “No…just let her sweat it out for awhile.” “I want to see if Niesha holds up her end of the deal first.” Tonight, she should have Brian by the balls if she does what she promised.” “Keep me informed as it plays out.”

  Vikki smiled as she replied, “Yes, Lady Mistress.”

  Chapter 17

  Meanwhile across town in Olathe, Ratasha felt brave and full of hope when she left the house that morning to go see her lawyer; by evening, she was weary and discouraged. She thought about her situation, trying to gain full custody of Javon Jr., She wondered if that was the right thing to do. After all, she still wanted Javon to be in her life, but she wanted him to be with her and not his new girlfriend. As she walked into her apartment, Natalie met her at the door.

  “Well…what did your lawyer say about your case?”

  She gazed at Natalie as she responded, “She said I can’t do anything as long as he has not tried to do any harm the child.” “I should not have left that nigga here…now he is into some other bitch and that is scandalous!”

  “Well…It is what it is…so now you need to get your man from her or let his triflin’ ass go!”

  Ratasha strolled over to the couch and sat down as she thought about what her sister said. As she sat there, she reminisced over all the events that let up to her current situation, the deal she made with Fredericka, the deal she made with Javon, Maxwell’s death, and now Javon cheating on her. She was beginning to think that she was handed a raw deal.

  She responded, “Damn…girl…this is really fucked up what he did to me!” “How was I to know that Maxwell was going to get murdered?” “I was running for my baby and my life!” “How could he just start fuckin’ somebody else like that?” “I was only gone for three mon
ths…shit he was fuckin’ using me all along…wasn’t he?”

  Natalie stared out the window as she shook her head back and forth. She turned and faced Ratasha as she replied, “You can’t blame all this chaos on Javon!” “The majority of this madness is your fault…that’s right…your damn fault!” “You should not have made that ridiculous covenant with his idiotic wife and then tried to get vengeance on her for something she did when you were in college!”

  Ratasha stared at Natalie with a surprised expression on her face. She could not believe her sister would put the blame on her for what happen. She truly believed that she was in the right in her mind.

  “You’re blaming me for this?” “How dare you…he’s sleeping around with another woman on me!” “HE IS FUCKIN’ WRONG!”

  Natalie stepped up to her face, “NO RATASHA…YOU ARE FUCKIN’ WRONG!” “Momma and Daddy taught us better than this!” “You are acting like a fuckin’ crack head whore!” “You’re using your child like a pawn against a man who only wanted to love and have a child.” “Does he love you?” “I bet you don’t even know…DO YOU!”

  Ratasha was furious now as she moved away from Natalie. This did not stop her because she stepped in front of her again, hindering her from leaving the room.

  “Well…does he love you Ratasha?”

  She embraced her as tears began to roll down her face.

  “I don’t know anything anymore!” “I just don’t know what to do…my life is in a shambles all because of my selfishness.” “I shouldn’t do this to him or his child.”

  Wanda smiled as she replied, “Well baby…I know you don’t want to but you must make this right!”

  Ratasha wiped her eyes as she moved back on the couch. She sighed as she replied, “I really do…I am not doing us any good by being a bitch…am I?”

  Natalie shook her head in the negative.

  Ratasha hugged her again as she thought, “I will get what I deserve, and HE WILL pay for fuckin’ that bitch behind my back.”

  The time was now 9:00 P.M., as Niesha was now standing in front of Brian’s door. She thought, “I really need to be on point with this one, because if I don’t kill him…he will definitely kill me!” This wasn't a night for her pleasure, because it was all about him. Although her objective was to take him out, she still felt she could get some fun out of the deal. When she saw him that night she didn't even say anything to him, she just went after him in the doorway, pulling down his pants and taking out his dick. He must have been playing with himself before she got there, she thought to herself since he was almost completely hard. She didn't lead him in to sit on the couch. She used his pants to cushion her knees slightly and started stroking him, lightly at first and then started to get rougher. She teased the tip with her tongue, tasting the little bits of cum that were leaking out already. Brian was getting tired of the teasing so he grabbed her at the back of her head and started to guide her open mouth onto his dick. Niesha didn't resist and took it as an open invitation. She kept jerking him with her right hand and cupped his balls in the other. Still swirling her tongue around the head and being encouraged by Brian's hands on her head and neck, she started taking him deeper and deeper into her mouth, until she couldn't breathe anymore. Brian eased up his grip and she started bobbing up and down on his dick, taking a little and using her tongue and then going as deep as she could, having to open her jaw wider to accommodate her hand still jerking him off.

  “That's it you little whore” Brian moaned, “Swallow the whole fucking thing.”

  She held him there in her throat and ran her tongue on the underside of his dick, feeling it pulsate. Moving her head back and forth, she kept him in her throat and in her hands, she could feel his balls spasm and she knew he was going to spurt. Not one to back off, she started bobbing on his dick again and very quickly her mouth was full of his cum, some dripping out from the corner of her mouth and down her lips and chin. She waited until the blast was over, gently licked and cleaned him up and then cleaned up herself, licking away his cum from her lips and fingers.

  After about twenty minutes, Brian decided to get in the shower. He took off his cloths and went into the bathroom. After she knew he was in the shower, she took out her Glock 19 and carefully placed it under the pillow of the bed. After she ensured the gun was in a safe place, she strolled over to the bathroom door. She slowly grabbed the doorknob, ensuring the door was unlocked. Just as she hoped, the door was unlocked, so she let herself in as she heard the water running. She stripped down just leaving on her purple and black lingerie and went into the bathroom. Brian was in the shower, unaware of anything around him as he was stroking his hard dick fiercely. She slowly walked up to the shower and slowly pulled back the shower curtain.

  As this was happening, the sliding door to the den was unlocked and an unknown assailant was making their way into the house. The perpetrator quietly closed the door behind them as they walked into the living room toward the stairs. The unknown assailant slowly walked up the stairs, taking their time to ensure that there was not a sound heard by their prey. Finally reaching the top, the perpetrator paused, as the sound of the shower was now faintly heard. As the unknown individual began to walk toward the bedroom, the sound of a woman giggling was growing louder. The assailant was now at the door of the bedroom, listening for more sounds, trying to determine the exact location of their victim. Slowly the door open as the perpetrator finally made their way into the bedroom, observing the surroundings. The perpetrator quickly walked over to the closet, opening the door. The closet was a walk in one, with plenty of room for the intruder to hide from view. Stepping into the closet the assailant removed a Glock 19 with a silencer from a bag, ensuring that the door was crack enough to observe their movements.

  Meanwhile in the bathroom, Niesha was now staring at Brian’s naked body, as the water was pouring over him. He was still playing with his dick, as she stood there and said, “I hope I am not interrupting anything…you look like you need some help.”

  He smiled as he replied, “Umm…yeah…I could use some of help baby.” He gazed at her beautiful curved physique, not taking his hand off his dick as he continued to stroke it. He looked at her and said, “Baby…why don't you join me?”

  She didn't hesitate as she stepped into the shower, still in her lingerie. She cooed as she felt the water pour unto her. It was a perfect temperature and before long, she wasn't just soaked between her legs. Her lingerie hugged her curves more impeccably now being wet. She took Brian's hand off his dick and put it between her legs, spreading, encouraging him to pleasure her. He didn't even waste time, starting right away with two fingers, but giving her room for her own fingers to ravage her clit since he had a firm grab on her ass, pulling her to him. Niesha moaned in pleasure while Brian finger-fucked her, and soon stopped fingering her clit and just let him take over. She came in succession quickly and then grabbed the towel and jumped out, pulling him out along with her. “Come here…I want you to fuck me right now.”

  Still dripping from the shower, they only made it to the doorway of the bathroom. Niesha got on her knees and stuck her ass up in the air, and turned around to face Brian, who was still rock hard and ready to explode.

  “Brian…you know what to do,” she told him.

  Brian didn't hesitate to accommodate her, as he observed her wet and ready pussy staring at him, begging to be fucked. He got on his knees behind her and slammed his dick deep into her, bouncing off her cervix and slamming her again. It caught her off-guard but she wasn't complaining. She liked it rough and he was so turned on, it didn't take much to accommodate that urge. He got up on his feet, squatting behind her, and starting thrusting hard into her G-spot, hitting it every time. Even Niesha had lost count of how many times she'd cum since she got there, and she didn't feel at all guilty remembering the times Brian came on her face or fucked her in the ass.

  As this was happening, the unknown assailant continued to watch as they fucked each other.

  Brain
was thrusting fast and hard and she could feel his balls bouncing off her clit, only adding to her pleasure. Her moaning and screaming was drowning out the sound of anything around them, his grunts accentuating her feelings more so as she began to lose her voice from screams of pleasure.

  “Ready Bitch?” he asked, almost challenging her to say no as he thrust hard rhythmically into her, pushing her almost into the wall in front of them.

  She barely managed to squeak out “Yes…yes!”

  Brian made sure he had good balance and a strong hold on her hips as he pounded away at her, causing her to yip. He could feel the tension in his balls and shaft and thrust even harder as his orgasm finally overcame him violently, the last thrust causing Niesha to fall onto her stomach with him on top of her, still inside as his dick spasm, filling her cunt with his juices.

  “ I hope you enjoyed that…Bitch,” he said, slowly pulling out of her, grabbing his dick to paint her ass with his cum and her pussy juice. She gazed at him as she said, twisting around to face him. “Just remember though, we're not done yet.”

  As she tried to play as if she was into him, she was pissed at him for treating her like a whore. Brian sat down on the bed with his back toward her. She continued the dialogue as she slowly sauntered around the bed where her Glock was under the pillow.

  “So Bitch…you ain’t through…don't tell me your pussy hasn't been throbbing with pleasure.”

  “ Oh no…it definitely has and it still is, but I'm just not totally satisfied yet.” “To satisfy me…you know you got to bring it harder than that nigga.”

  “So tell me…what is it you want now?”

  “I want you,” she said as she walked back and stood in front of him, her legs slightly parted with his cum starting to drip down her left leg. I want you to finger my ass and get me ready to take your dick so we can get down and dirty…since you think I am a Bitch!”