Jim Rescues a Woman: Book Two
Copyright© 2026 by Kim Chee
Chapter 4
I thought I was going to go to jail, and get hanged. I was not going to see my parents again, this had to be the last time I ever touch a woman before I got raped in prison. I had to do it.
I got up and I was determined to milk this for all it was worth.
Fuck, if I was going to jail, and this was going to be the last time I touched a boob, I was going to enjoy it thoroughly. I still hadn’t got over the fact that she made use of me for whatever dodgy deal this was.
I walked behind Riona, my hands reaching forward and cupping her breast as she jumped. Not only did I cup her breast, I kneaded them like soft dough, playing with her nipples in front of her guest.
I lifted up her firm breast, feeling the suppleness of her love pillows melt in my palms. God, they felt so good and firm in my hands. Just the right weight and size.
Pressing my nose onto Riona’s ear, I smelled her as I looked at Anurak, giving him a naughty grin.
Jim: See. She’s nice. Very obedient.
Anurak: Nice ... nice. You make me miss my wife Ryan.
I let my hands roam down Riona’s body, tracing across her flat tummy and within seconds I touched her baby smooth vagina lips. I could feel her body shiver but there was nothing she could do.
Anurak whooped a couple of times when he saw my fingers heading closer and closer to Riona’s privates.
Anurak: Brother Ryan you really know how to play.
I felt Riona shiver again as my index and ring finger of my right hand parted her pussy lips while my middle finger lingered at the entrance. I could see Anurak and his guy’s eyes widening as I massaged and spread Riona’s pussy lips in full view of them.
I spread her vagina lips, then relaxed my fingers to close them, then I spread them again, then again I relaxed. Then I spread them wide, scraping the walls of her pussy lips with my fingernails.
Riona was trying to control her breathing, I could see from the multiple mirrors in the suite that she was biting her lips, trying to control herself.
I kissed her on her cheek before dipping my finger into her vagina. I touched her first at her love hole entrance, then I slowly massaged and poked my finger in, little by little. Every little bit I advanced, I could feel the reluctance of Riona’s body as she shivered.
Her legs tried hard to support her body, but they keep buckling. As soon as she buckled, she would try to straighten herself again. By then Anurak and his assistant’s mouths were half open, grinning and eagerly waiting to see what I would do.
I brought out my middle finger, wet at the tip with Riona’s natural lube. I could feel her breathing increase as she fought to keep her body still. Realising that she was already wet, I put my finger in again, probing deeper this time round.
I heard a gasp escape from Riona’s mouth as she shivered when half my finger disappeared into her. Her eyes widened as her fingers closed into a fist, unsure of where to grip or hold for balance.
I dug my finger in deep, turning and scraping Riona’s love hole as she gasped for air and struggled to keep herself upright.
Anurak: Ok brother. Enough, enough. You’re making me horny.
Pulling my finger out again, I brought it up against the light of the hotel room, admiring my handiwork. Sick I know but hey, I might get shot any minute, or arrested.
Anurak: I think we better go brother Ryan. Things will get steamy soon for you.
He stood up, and gave me a card with an email address and a number.
Anurak: This is my personal contact. Next time when you need toys contact me here and we’ll cut out the middleman. I have many many toys. For other business, no change. Use the business mail and number.
I smiled and accepted the card before putting it in the pocket of the bathrobe.
Jim: Take care brother.
Anurak: You too.
We hugged again and before Anurak left the suite with his assistant he paused.
Anurak: We really appreciate you doing this brother. All the children and the elderly need the medicine and in the villages the fighting is very bad. The news doesn’t report it but every night you can hear gun fire.
I was stunned for a moment as I just nodded.
Anurak: I may be a black market dealer but I’m Buddhist. My heart is good. I help all - Muslim village, Buddhist village all the children. I help all.
Jim: Oh ... yes ... ermm ... I really appreciate you doing that.
My throat felt a little parched and dry by then as I nodded slowly.
Anurak: Come find me in Thailand brother. Pattaya is no place to party. We’ll go to Bangkok. Anyway, don’t worry, I will make sure the villagers receive the supplies. I always keep my word.
I felt really fucked this time as I walked Anurak to the door. I hesitated to turn around after shutting it but when I did, all I got was a hard slap across my face.
SMACK!
Jim: Owww!...
Riona’s bathrobe was on and she was glaring at me as she desperately tried to cover herself up.
Riona: You ... IDIOT!!!!
Jim: I ... I didn’t know what was going on!! You can’t blame me.
Riona: That money is for black market supplies for the restive south region. It’s hard to procure certain materials down there. It’s dangerous for everyone!! If someone knows you are sending supplies and stuff there, there’s going to be a serious backlash. It won’t sit well with the government or the separatist movement!!
Jim: But ... but ... I thought it was a drug deal of some sort.
Riona raised her hand, trying to hit me again but I ducked.
Riona: Anurak is a dealer. He’s connected. He’s also a fucking chauvinist so he would not deal with me if he knew I’m a woman!!! I just needed you to front the meetup!!! Oh god fuck!!! of all the men Soh brought along why did I choose you!!!? FUCK!! I should have chosen someone else!!
Jim: You should have told me about it! How would I know? You do stuff like that and anyone would also jump to conclusions.
Riona: JIM!! ... this is serious stuff. People’s lives are at stake. Villagers get murdered and they disappear without anyone giving a fuck.
Jim: What’s in it for you then?
Riona: Corporate social responsibility!!
Jim: Bull shit.
Riona: I move money for a living Jim and in that process, I channel some to causes that are worthy.
Jim: How do you really know if that was the case?
Riona: JIM!!!!
Jim: Fine ... fine ... ok ... sorry ... I’m sorry I fingered ... I meant...
Riona screamed and chased me out of her suite with my finger still coated with her lubricant and threw my clothes out after me. Glancing nervously up and down the corridor, I gathered up my clothes and took the lift to the top floor where the pool was situated.
So much for getting laid. Just before I went back to my own room, I looked at my wet finger and could not resist bringing it up to my nose. My god. What a waste.
I changed at the pool and headed back to my room. I told no one about it and went to bed.
27th Jan 2017
Friday
9.00 am
I avoided Riona’s eyes when we had breakfast in the café that morning. Needless to say, I took the seat furthest away from her. After that it was an uneventful drive to the shooting range.
The rest of the guys still tried to get close to her except me. I didn’t think it would do me any good to be near her that day. Especially not when we are going to a shooting range. There’s no telling what she would do when she got her hand on a weapon and live rounds.
The range is located in the outskirts of KL, about an hour’s drive away. When we got there, the range owner and 2 of his staff were there to meet us. Riona went straight to the owner and they spoke in private up front while the rest of us walked on behind.
There was a customary tour before we all came to the main event of the day. The shoot of course. There was a demonstration and Riona had offered to pay for our shoot as well according to Soh. Mohan was the first to take up the offer.
Mohan: Riona let me teach you ok. The recoil is strong so you must...
I did not really pay attention as the rest of the guys continued to try and impress Riona at the range. After all, shooting is a guy’s thing.
When it was Riona’s turn, I stepped well away and then I watched her smile as she held up the weapon. She gripped the weapon with both hands but before she brought it up, the owner of the range came over and whispered something to her.
Riona: Really? Let’s do that then!!
Riona removed her safety glasses and followed the owner eagerly towards his office. Since I was the furthest away from the shooting gallery, I was the nearest to the office. Soh gestured for me to follow Riona and I nodded.
I thought Riona was heading to the office but instead she was heading to a smaller building at the side. A stand alone structure about the size of a 3 room flat with its own bathroom.
The exterior looked normal, like any of those concrete structure with flat roof on the range but the inside looked different. A row of expensive looking lockers each the size of a wardrobe lined the wall. Each was about the height of a man, 1.8m tall and 1m wide. Each one came with its own expensive looking lock, controlled by a touch screen keypad.
I was right behind Riona and the owner pointed her to a particular locker that she opened.
Riona smiled and when she saw me there, asked me to grab 2 of the black wallets for the owner and bring the rest to her.
Riona: I’ll be fine alone. Come back after you’re done.
Jim: ok.
I walked with Larry, the owner of the range, towards the vehicle.
Larry: You know Riona very well?
Jim: Err ... I wouldn’t say very well. Why?
Larry: Just curious. Not many girls have hobbies like this.
Jim: Yeah I think she’s weird too.
I handed Larry 2 of the wallets and went back to look for Riona with the rest.
When I got to the building entrance, blood left my face when I saw what Riona was holding. Or rather, what Riona was doing.
She held something that was awfully familiar to me. In fact, any guy that had served in the army before would recognise that weapon Riona was holding. No, I’m not stunned by the fact that she’s holding a M16 assault rifle. I’m stunned by the way she was handling it. She’s definitely used one before.
A couple of well-practised pulls of the charging handles, checking to make sure the chamber was clear. Riona released the handle and squeezed the trigger.
Jim: What are you doing?
Riona saw me at the entrance and asked me to keep quiet.
Riona: You tell Soh about this and he will fucking freak out. So keep it to yourself.
Jim: What are you doing with that? You cannot shoot that here. You are not even supposed to have that!!! Does Larry know?!!
Riona: Larry is aware. It’s not cheap maintaining a place like this.
Without breaking a beat, Riona started to strip the weapon down, checking each part to make sure they were good. I looked over my shoulder and went forward to the cupboard where Riona was.
There was another rifle in there, 3 magazines and countless boxes of ammunitions. I could even see the brand of the ammunition. 5.56 tracer rounds made by American Eagle. Projectiles that are built with a small pyrotechnic charge in their base, so when you shoot them, you can see the trajectory the bullet takes.
How the fuck did she get her hands on stuff like this? It was then I remembered the deal with Anurak.
Jim: Anurak, he got these for you?
Riona: Yeah. Plenty of them in Thailand if you know where to look.
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