Chapter 3

Janet

What the fuck is wrong with me. I think I’m falling for Jake. He makes me feel so special when we make love. He’s so attentive and satisfies me in every way. He even accepts my little personal fetish regarding my feet and toes being one of my most erogenous areas. He has no problem putting me in my place when my snobby persona comes out. I’m not used to that but he keeps my pussy full of his thick sticky semen and do I love that. I try to keep him busy with only my business just so I can be with him. Selfish, I know ... but I want him and I feel safe with him. I’ve had some pretty nasty emails recently from an unknown URL. I haven’t told him yet but I’m getting a little frightened. I’ll talk to him tonight after the party.

I was in my hotel room getting ready when Jake knocked on the door. I told him to come in. I was in the other room of the suite sitting nude on the bed, slipping my stockings over my foot and up my legs. As he walked in, he saw my extended foot and leg through my open door. He stopped and smiled. I said ... see something you like, Sailor. He walked over to me, looking so handsome in his Tux. My foot still raised toward him. He picked it up by my heel and lifted my stocking covered toes to his lips. It took my breath away as he took them into his mouth. I watched as my glossy red toes disappeared between his lips. I felt him mouth my toe rings and suck my toes through the stocking. He put my foot down and went straight to my glistening labia. I said, OMG, baby ... NOOOOOOOOOO ... no time honey but it was no use, his tongue was already licking my clit and darting in and out of my wet sticky hole. I had no control ... I came ... Hard ... gushing all over the bed, soaking my thighs. I fell back on the bed, blacking out for a moment. My orgasm was so intense. My vulva was quivering, my toes were curled. He reduced me to molten mass. He grabbed a towel and wiped his face and dried my pussy and thighs which didn’t matter because my pussy would be leaking for sometime to come. He said ok, Ms. Winchester, time to go. I said you Asshole, I’m shaking like a leaf and can barely move. I finished dressing, making sure my seams were straight. I wore no panties or bra under the floor length formal. Just a garter belt and stockings. I stepped into my 5 inch mules with my red toes clearly shining through the sheer stockings. I placed a cloth in my purse and said I may need to dry myself again ... you have made me your sex slave, you know that don’t you. I stay wet for you Jake. He said I thought it was the other way around and laughed. We got into the limo and started for the location. Soon as the door closed, I snuggled up to him and gave him a smoldering kiss. I began rubbing his Penis through his slacks. He said, Janet, I cannot walk into this building with a boner. I just giggled and said payback is a bitch.

Jake

We walked into the mansion arm in arm as we have done many times over the past 18 months. As she began mingling with the beautiful people, I immediately went into my observe and protect mode staying close but not interfering with her contacts. My Sig Saur rests securely in my shoulder holster. As I am watching the room and the people, I spotted no other than the asshole Senator Jamison working his crowd. He would never recognize me now with the beard and full head of hair. As I watched him, I thought same old asshole ... braggart and general nuisance. I stayed close to Janet as she worked her magic. Jamison spotted her and made a beeline for her with guess who in tow, Greg. She was reluctantly gracious as Jamison and Greg imposed them selves on her. Neither of them recognized me. Jamison said, Janet, I hope you remember Greg, my bright and upcoming star in the firm. She said ... ah yes, I believe he was engaged to your daughter as I remember, Senator. Greg, said Yes I was but that didn’t work out. She didn’t fit into our lifestyle. Janet said, on the contrary, Greg, I hear she’s here in DC and made quite a reputation for herself. He said oh, do you know, Susan? Janet said only by reputation as a hell on wheels lawyer. Greg, said, Janet, I would love to treat you to dinner sometime. Would tomorrow night be ok with you. Janet, being, Janet said why not and gave him the hotel address for 7 PM. She looked at me and I shrugged my shouldners to imply do what you want as to imply. I’m only an employee. Janet did not know my history with these two and no reason why she should. We were great fuck buddies ... no more as far as I was concerned but I did my best to be a caring attentive lover even though I knew we had no future together other than business. Jamison paid no attention to me but Greg looked at me strangely and asked do I know you. I replied I don’t think so and walked away keeping Janet in sight. Janet knows better than to reveal our security arrangement to anyone and didn’t say anything to Greg. I later saw Jamison, Greg and another man pointing at Janet and talking quietly. My Asshole radar went active. As I panned the crowd, I noticed a dark haired woman in a beautiful blue formal arm in arm with a tall dark man who seemed to be doting on her. I noticed she was shorter than the rest of the heeled ladies because she had on very sexy strappy flats ... no heels. She also has a cane in her hand and was leaning on it. They started to walk away and her date reached down and kissed her. She turned a bit toward me ... OMG ... Susan. They walked away with Susan relying on the cane for support. I guess the ankle never regained 100%. I walked closer knowing she wouldn’t recognize me but I wanted a closer look. She was as beautiful as that first day that we met in the hospital the day she was released. My heart shattered when I heard the man introduce her as his fiancée. Everyone said, Neil, she’s quite a catch. How did you reel her in. He said with my charm and wit. She smiled and took his hand. I was close enough to them that she could see me if she looked but still wouldn’t know me. Well I missed my chance 5 years ago. She’s found her true love. She looked at me as I turned and our eyes met. She looked at me funny like there was something she couldn’t make out. I locked eyes with her also and saw the huge diamond on her left hand. I walked away.

Susan

My foot is killing me. I did not want to be here. Neil, my fiancée talked me into coming with him to this gala. What’s worse is that Dad and his “Hey Boy” Greg is with him. I haven’t spoken to them and don’t intend too. I listened to the men talk about how Neil had stolen my heart and brought me out of depression. Was I happy? Who knows. I agreed to marry him so I guess I should be. He’s a good guy, easy to look at and not bad in the sack either. Im on the pill so I don’t worry too much about pregnancy yet. Neil wants kids someday but I’m not there yet. I’m not getting any younger and near a cripple. My leg had not come along like the doctors had hoped. I don’t know if I could chase kids all day as much as I love them. I have a lot of pain. As we began to walk away, I saw a man looking at me. Our eyes met and I thought I saw something in them. I couldn’t quite pick up on it. He had a beard, fairly long full hair. Was I supposed to know him.? He looked at the ring on my finger and walked away. I saw him walk over to that whore, Janet Winchester and take her by the arm. She smiled at him with the look only a woman knows ... she was in love. That woman must have a golden pussy. Every man I’ve ever seen her with is drooling all over her. I remember that look, all those years ago. They walked out to a limo with my dad, Greg and another man I didn’t know following them. As they drove off, it came to me. Oh My God!!! THOSE EYES!!! Jake, my God, it was Jake. I started to step toward the limo as it left the curb and fell. My bad ankle twisted and a sharp pain went through it. I cried to Neil, I’m hurt. I saw my dad coming toward me. I said get away from me, you Son of a Bitch. Don’t touch me. He still had no idea of the hatred I felt for him. My ankle was swelling. They brought a car and two men picked me up and placed me in the back seat. Someone brought some ice and placed it on my ankle. They whisked me off to the ER. Geeze ... my leg should be glowing in the dark with all the X-rays I’ve had over the years. The ER doc looked at the X-ray and said there’s a lot of metal in your foot and ankle. I said no shit Doc. What’s the verdict? He said a severely sprained ankle and a broken bone in your foot. Time should heal it all. I don’t see any damage to your surgical repair. Screws and plates are still in place but you will be back on crutches for no less than 6 weeks. Bed rest with ice and elevation for the rest of this week. No weight bearing. Pain meds if you need them. They splinted my ankle and foot with an ACE bandage until the swelling went down ... shit. He said I think a boot will be sufficient at this point. Neil helped me to our room. All I could think about is Jake. It was him, My Jake. I know he saw me but he doesn’t know I recognized him. This is too weird ... de ja vu. My foot is broken, I’m engaged to someone else and here’s Jake ... again. I thought what about Neil. He’s not like Greg. He will be hurt. What do I do. I’m so confused and that Winchester bitch, does she have her claws in him. I asked Neil if he could get me a room alone so I could rest before going home. He didn’t like it but agreed. I was in a lot of pain and took some pain meds once I got in bed. Neil elevated my foot on some pillows as the meds took effect. I said thanks Jake and fell into dreamland.