Dangerous Assignment

When he came out of the security equipment room, he saw Tess. “Where’s your Mom?” he asked. “I need to check her bedroom for a short in the security wire.”

“She’s in the kitchen, I think,” Tess answered with a smile. “You can check my bedroom if you want.”

“I’ll do that later,” Mac answered nervously and hurried toward the master bedroom. He stepped inside and scanned the room. It was a large bedroom with several sofas and a king-sized, canopied bed. The room took up an entire corner of the house. There were two sets of sliding doors that led to a balcony on different sides of the house. Mac walked toward the windows to check the security connections around the doors. Just as he passed the bathroom, he stopped. A gasp escaped his lips.

Angela had walked out of the bathroom with a short robe on. However, the robe was not belted at the waist, which left it hanging open. She was using a large towel to dry her hair and didn’t see Mac. When she almost ran into him, she stopped abruptly. She squealed but then smiled when she saw it was Mac. “Goodness, you scared me,” Angela said, as she stood with her robe carelessly open.

Mac was frozen in his position. His eyes scanned down her body. The robe barely covered her breasts, leaving most of the center swells on display. Below, the robe covered none of her pubic area or legs. Mac was surprised to see that there was not a trace of pubic hair on her mound. He could see just a hint of her fat pink inner lips protruding from the smooth outer ones.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Angela said as she looked down and saw that her robe was open. At first, she made no move to close the robe as her eyes looked back up at Mac. Then, she slowly wrapped it around her and tied the belt, taking her time in the process.

“I… I’m sorry Angela. Tess said you were downstairs. I was just checking the security connections. I’ll come back,” Mac said and started to make his retreat.

“No, go ahead, I don’t mind,” Angela said as she started to dry her hair again.

“If you’re sure,” Mac said. He really needed to find the short before it got dark.

“Absolutely. I’m just going to touch up my toenails. Don’t mind me.” Angela turned and left Mac flustered. She got some polish from the dresser and walked over and sat on a divan near the windows. She lifted one foot, placed it on a towel and opened the bottle of polish.

Mac hurried over and began to check the frame of the sliding door. He ran his fingers down the frame, following it to the floor. Then he got on his hands and knees and followed the wire across the floor section of the frame, looking for a break in the wire.

“So, are you settled in okay?”

Angela’s voice startled Mac. He was intent on checking the wire and had not paid attention to what Angela was doing. When he looked up, he got another surprise. From his position on the floor, he could see under Angela’s lifted leg and directly to her bare crotch. The late afternoon sun give him a perfect view of her smoothly shaven vagina. The outer lips were baby smooth and between them hung the fat inner lips. They seemed to be glistening in the sunlight but that was probably from the shower, Mac thought. “Uh… what did you say?” Mac said, unable to tear his eyes from her exposed crotch.

Angela looked up at Mac for a second and then looked back at her foot. If she noticed where Mac was looking, she didn’t show it. She continued to paint her toenails without looking up again and said, “I asked if you were settled in okay?”

“Uh… uh… yes, everything is quite satisfactory.”

“I need to go out to the beauty shop to get my toes done but Jason said I had to wait for you to tell me it was okay,” Angela said and stopped to look at Mac again. This time, she smiled when she saw where he was looking.

Mac finally tore his eyes away and looked up. His face turned bright red when he realized that Angela knew where his eyes had been. Quickly he turned his head and began to check the wire again. “Sorry. I told the Judge that I wanted to make sure you and Tess were escorted whenever you go out. I can call Henry now if you need me to.”

“No, my toenail polish is a mess, but I think I can fix my little problem without going out today,” Angela said. Then she placed the cap back on the bottle and lifted her leg, pointing it at Mac. “So what do you think,” she said, holding her foot toward him.

Again Mac looked up. He looked at the pretty foot with red polished toenails. Then his eyes moved higher up her smooth calf. His heart began to beat rapidly as he saw her exposed thigh. He couldn’t see her vagina yet but could see most of her leg. Then she moved her leg slightly to the side, giving Mac another view, this time directly between her thighs. He gulped. “It’s beautiful,” he said, his eyes staring directly between her open legs.

“No, I mean my toes, silly,” Angela said with a big smile.

Mac realized that he had to get out of there. “Uh… Angela, I have a lot to do yet tonight. I… I need… to check… uh… the outside cameras.” With that Mac quickly got up and left the room. His penis was throbbing painfully in his pants. He thought he heard a giggle behind him as he left.

Chapter 8

Mac went outside and checked some of the wiring, finding the short in a connection leading to the front door. At least that problem is out of the way, he thought as he went back inside.

“Uncle Mac,” Tess said as she came walking down the long spiral staircase. “Can I have my boyfriend Randy come over tonight?”

“Tess, I would rather you not do that.”

“Why not? I can’t stay cooped up in this house for weeks without some diversion. Besides, he’s going to bring over my school work so I don’t get too far behind.” She stood with her arms crossed and one foot out, tapping on the floor like a petulant child.

Mac couldn’t really think of a good reason why Tess couldn’t have her boyfriend over. “Alright, but he has to be out of here by midnight.”

“One,” Tess returned with a smile.

“Okay, one o’clock but no later.”

“Thank you,” Tess said and rushed up to Mac and hugged him.

The hug lasted a lot longer than it should have. Mac finally had to pry her hands from him. “Uh… Tess, I have to get to work.” He felt like he had said those words a hundred times in the last two days.

“Oh, all right,” Tess said begrudgingly.

Mac shook his head and went upstairs to the equipment room again. It was now filled with wires and computer terminals. He checked all the equipment to make sure it was working properly and then went to his room. He put on his jogging shorts, sleeveless shirt, running shoes, his holster and pistol and went out for an afternoon jog. It gave him a chance to get some fresh air and exercise. It also gave him a chance to check out the property before the sun went down. More importantly, it provided him some relief from the two sexy women.

It was nearly five miles around the property. There were other large houses in the area but mostly woods and open fields. It didn’t take long for Mac to work up a sweat. Running on the grassy hills turned into a good work out.

Mac worried about the remoteness of the house—there were just too many good places for an ambush. It would have been far easier, Mac thought, if the Judge lived closer to town and the police department.

When Mac returned to the house, he went directly to his room. He wanted to clean his pistol before he took a shower. He took his pistol out of the holster and laid it on a towel on the bed. Then he got his cleaning equipment and sat down. He was running the cleaning rod through the barrel when his eye caught something in the doorway. When he looked up, he saw Tess leaning against the doorframe in a bathrobe with a towel wrapped around her head.

“Hi Uncle Mac, whatcha doing, cleaning your ‘gun’,” she said with a smile, emphasizing the word “gun”. She walked over to the bed.

“It’s a weapon, not a gun,” Mac said remembering a time in basic training when he had referred to his weapon as a gun. The drill sergeant made him stand on the barracks steps and hold his crotch in one hand and the rifle in the other. He had to repeat over and over, “This is my weapon and this is my gun. This is for fighting and this is for fun.” It was a lesson he never forgot.

“Can I see your big ‘gun’?” Tess said intentionally ignoring his correction and looking at his crotch as she sat on the bed.

Mac felt a little irritation at her innuendo. Years of jabs between salty cops gave Mac a quick wit when challenged. Before he thought of what he was saying he blurted, “Little girls shouldn’t play with big guns.” Suddenly, he saw fire in Tess's eyes and she immediately stood up. Mac’s chin dropped and his eyes opened in shock when Tess opened her robe, revealing her naked body.

“Does this look like a little girl?” she almost hissed.

Mac stared in complete shock. However, he wasn’t too shocked to notice that Tess had gorgeous breasts, an incredibly flat stomach and a totally bald pubic mound like her mother. And, there was that little rose, an inch from the lips of her vagina. “Tess!” he almost screamed. However, not before he got his eyes filled with her soft flesh. His attempt at acting like the indignant adult failed when he felt his penis reacting and begin to slowly crawl down his leg.

Tess didn’t miss his reaction. Her eyes stared at his pulsing crotch and she smiled when she realized the effect she was having on him. She closed her robe and sat back down on the bed and said, “Sorry Uncle Mac, it’s that wild streak I get from Mom.” Then she lay on her side with her hand holding her head up like nothing had happened.

Mac didn’t say anything; he couldn’t. Nervously, and with trembling fingers, he began to break the weapon down to clean the trigger mechanism, trying desperately to will his penis down. However, Mac was all thumbs and it took him twice as long as normal to get the mechanism apart. His head was almost spinning as the smell of lilac soap and hair shampoo almost overcame the smell of gun oil.

Tess silently watched Mac for a long time. Then she asked, “Uncle Mac, have you ever killed anyone?”

“Yes.”

“What’s it feel like?”

“Terrible.”

Tess fell silent again, watching Mac work on the metal parts. Finally, she got up enough nerve to ask the question. “Why did you stop coming to see me and my Mom?” she asked.

That was the question Mac had been dreading. “It’s a long story Tess, and personal.”

“You know, I thought I had done something wrong. I cried myself to sleep almost every night for a long time.”

Mac looked up and saw tears in her eyes. “Oh God no Tess, you didn’t do anything wrong.” Now Mac felt even worse about his childish behavior. Quickly, he moved the parts of his pistol to the side of the bed and pulled Tess into his arms. Somehow, he ended up lying on his back with Tess in his arms, her head on his chest. Then he felt even worse when he heard the young girl begin to sob. “I was such a fool Tess. I’m so sorry,” he said as he stroked her back and held her to him.

The two of them stayed like that for a long time. Finally, Tess lifted her head. She looked into Mac’s worried face and then pulled back further. She reached up and removed the towel around her head, letting her wet hair fall to her shoulders, her eyes staring into Mac’s.

Mac was frozen as he watched Tess's lips move toward his. A moan escaped his lips when her lips touched his. He knew that he should force her away but suddenly he had no strength in his arms. I’ve hurt her enough already, he reasoned.

Tess moaned as her tongue entered his mouth. His lips were as sweet as she had dreamed they would be. Her hand moved quickly until it touched Mac’s naked thigh. She felt him quiver. Without hesitation, her hand slipped upward and until it covered his thinly covered penis.

Mac’s body tensed but he didn’t move to stop her. He just moaned as her tongue searched his mouth.

When Tess's hand found his half-hard penis and wrapped around it she almost climaxed. It was huge, even without being fully erect. She could feel her vagina throbbing as juice began to stream out.

For a minute, Mac was lost in a sensuous fog. He couldn’t sort out right from wrong. All he knew was the sweet tongue in his mouth and the warm hand caressing him. Just as he felt Tess's hand slip down to his bare thigh to pull his penis from the leg of his jogging shorts, the cell phone clipped to his shorts rang.

Both of them jumped.

Mac pushed Tess away and grabbed the phone. “Hello,” he said, turning away from Tess.

Tess got up from the bed and picked up her towel. She knew that the spell had been broken. When she looked back, she smiled at Mac as he tried to cross his legs to hide his erection.

On the telephone was one of Mac’s men, Henry. He wanted to know when Mac would need him.

“Uh… uh… I’ll probably need you tomorrow,” he said breathlessly.

“Is everything okay Mac,” Henry asked when he heard his labored breathing.

“Yes, everything’s fine. I just got back from my jog. I’ll talk to you tomorrow morning.”

“Okay boss. Bye.”

“Okay Henry. Bye.” Mac hung up the phone and fell back on the bed letting out a deep breath.

*****

It was almost 9 P.M. when Mac finally sat down to dinner. Angela had fixed Mac’s favorite meal: roast beef and potatoes. Tess declined to eat with them and instead went down to the clubroom to “study” with Randy. That suited Angela fine.

They had a quiet dinner, with candlelight. Angela had worn a soft silk dress that was cut low on her chest and clung to her body. She couldn’t wear any underwear because it would definitely show through. Besides, she loved the way the silky material clung to every curve of her otherwise naked body.

When dinner was done, Mac helped Angela with the dishes and then they took a glass of wine into the living room.

Mac sat on the sofa. Angela sat close to him on the end of the sofa and curled her legs up under her, exposing a good portion of her thighs in the process.

Angela noticed that Mac seemed very nervous. She surmised that it was because of her and she smiled to herself.

The two of them made small talk for sometime. Eventually, Angela was feeling comfortably warm after drinking half the bottle of wine.

However, Mac became uncomfortable when Angela looked at him and then took his glass of wine and sat it on the table with hers. “Do I scare you Mac?” she asked as she dropped a hand to his thigh.

“Yes.” he answered truthfully.

Angela laughed. “Didn’t you win a couple of metals in the Army and citations for valor in the police department?”

“Uh… yes,” he said wondering how she knew that.

“My, my, a war hero and cop scared by a 110 pound woman?” she said with an incredulous smile as she moved closer to him.

“Angela, this is crazy. The Judge is my friend and he asked me here to take care of you and Tess.”

“I know. So why aren’t you taking care of me?” she said as her hand slowly moved up his leg. Her smile changed as her hand found the tent in his pants.

Mac looked at her hand as if there was nothing he could do to stop her. “That’s not what he meant.”

“Are you sure?” she asked, squeezing his now pulsing shaft.

Suddenly, Mac was speechless. No he wasn’t sure. He wasn’t sure of anything anymore. Then, before he knew what was happening, Angela’s lips were pressed to his. Suddenly, he was lying on his back with Angela practically on top of him, her lips pressed hard to his open mouth.

Mac squirmed beneath Angela. He could feel his hard penis pressing to her stomach as her breasts mashed against his chest. While he wanted desperately to resist, he was only human. With a moan, his hands touched the soft silk material covering Angela’s buttocks. He squeezed and heard her moan into his mouth. Slowly his hands slid down until they reached the hem. It was Mac’s turn to moan as his strong hands found the back of her soft thighs and began to move upward, taking the silky material with them. Mac’s penis lurched in his pants when his fingers confirmed that Angela wasn’t wearing panties. Suddenly, his hands were filled with the soft flesh of her bare ass.

When Angela broke the kiss and came up for air, Mac gasped, “God, Angela!” He looked into her eyes and could see that they were burning with lust. I have to stop this, he thought but yet he still opened his mouth when her lips pressed to his again.

Tess stood in the doorway to the living room, watching the two on the sofa. She had a perfect view of her mother lying on Mac, her dress over her bare buttocks and Mac’s hands squeezing her soft flesh. Her own dripping vagina began to pulse. Finally she said, “Hummmmm!” When there was no response, she did it louder. “Hummmmmmmm!”

Mac heard the sound the second time and practically threw Angela from his body. He sat up, his face red and his breath coming in gasps. “We were… we were,” Mac started to say but then he was at a loss for words. He looked to Angela for help. Angela sat beside him slightly flustered, trying to pull her dress over her almost naked lower half. Still, she was nowhere near as upset as Mac thought she should be.

Tess smiled and said, “Mom, where is the tape of our trip to Europe? Randy wants to see it.”

Angela was a bit perturbed at Tess's interruption but she knew that she shouldn’t have taken it so far in the middle of the living room anyway. She sighed and said, “It’s in your father’s study, on his desk.”

“Thanks,” Tess said with a smile, then turned and left the frustrated couple. She couldn’t suppress a little giggle as she walked away.

“Uh… Angela, I have a few things to do then I’m going to bed. It’s been a very busy day,” Mac said, relieved by Tess's interruption.

“Fine,” Angela said, with a tinge of anger in her voice. Angela was beginning to get frustrated. She was using all her womanly wiles on Mac but so far, he was resisting nobly. “Goodnight,” she said and walked out of the room, leaving Mac sitting on the sofa breathing heavily. Then a little smile crossed her lips as she walked up the stairs. She would pay Tess back for being a smart aleck. Maybe she had lost a battle, but certainly not the war.

Mac sat on the sofa for a long time, thinking. It was obvious that both women were doing everything they could to seduce him. If the situation was different and he was working for someone that he didn’t know, he would have already had both women in bed. However, this was the wife and daughter of a man who was a father figure to him. A man to whom he owed his life. The Judge had helped him to get into business and loaned him money. Yet, he had left him here to fend for himself. Does he know what was going on? Mac asked himself. Was this some crazy conspiracy? He shook his head in disbelief and got up slowly from the sofa. I’ll just check the cameras and go to bed. Tomorrow everything will be clearer, he thought wishfully.

Chapter 9

It was after midnight when Mac entered his control room. The room was glowing with the light from the computer terminals. Mac sat down and keyed commands into the keyboard. He checked each camera on the perimeter, scanning the area for any suspicious movement. When he saw nothing, he checked the sensors and found no unusual readings. Finally, he switched to the cameras inside the house, more as a system check than concern that he would see something. He was about to shut the camera down, his finger on the ‘enter’ button, when he saw some movement in the foyer. He was relieved to see Tess and her boyfriend. Again, he started to shut the camera down when he saw Tess push Randy against the wall and kiss him passionately, pressing her body to his. His finger was still on the ‘enter’ button when he saw Tess move her hand between them. Mac’s heart began to race. He knew that he shouldn’t be spying but the activity on the sofa with Angela had left him very excited.