TAKEN–PART 2_(1)

Chuck sacked out on the couch. He was fully dressed so a jacket over his body was all he needed. Paul took the couch in Dan’s office. He too, found sleep almost immediately. That left Virgil and Nakeisha in what Virgil felt was an uncomfortable situation.

“I think I’ll find one of the bedrooms upstairs,” Virgil began, “I suggest you do the same. It’s been a long, long night. One of the things we learned in the Army is that while the operation is ongoing you can stay awake indefinitely, but once it’s over you just crash. That’s how I feel right now.”

“Virgil…can I stay with you? I’m still afraid. Please?”

“Okay, but all we’re going to do is sleep. You needn’t worry about that with me. I’ve never forced any woman to do anything and I’m not going to start now.

C’mon, let’s find a place to crash.” Virgil led her upstairs to what he knew was the second bedroom. He had stayed there, sleeping in the queen-sized bed for more than a month while he recovered from his ex-wife’s insane acts. He started up the stairs and was surprised when Nakeisha took his hand. “You don’t want me, girl. I’m just an old washed up man. Hell, I could be your dad.”

“Jennifer and I had a lot of time to talk while we waited for you to rescue us. She told me all about Dan and Chuck and Paul, too. But mostly she spoke about you and the relationship you and Dan have. She told me she thought you were the kindest man she’d ever met. I’m inclined to agree based on what’s happened so far, besides I think I can decide if you’re too old. Dan’s obviously not too old for Jennifer, is he? Now let’s find a place to sleep.”
Virgil led her to the familiar room, but hesitated to undress in front of her until she giggled. She tiptoed up to kiss his cheek then helped open his shirt and pants. She unlaced his shoes and helped him out of his socks before slipping her blouse over her head revealing her lacy bra and their partially hidden treasures. Her Capri’s followed and she joined him in the bed clad only in her bra and bikini panties. Virgil turned away from her, but she spooned up against his back, tiny next to Virgil’s massive body, her arm over his muscular torso. She fell asleep quickly, but Virgil took some time as his mind active as he tried to understand Nakeisha.

MONDAY AFTERNOON

It was dark when I woke. I looked up to find Jen smiling down at me. “About time, old man; I’ve been awake for an hour now. Of course, I did get to sleep a bit last night. I have to tell you, Dan I was terrified when those men abducted me. Then I thought about you and Virgil, Chuck, and Paul and I almost laughed. I realized that all they had done was seal their fate. I knew they’d die, but I never expected you so quickly.”

“You can thank Chuck for that. He pushed for us to go last night. He and Paul stole a phone company truck to tap Big Mike’s phone, but we never even used it. He was right, too. He told us we wouldn’t have to plan for the assault. I realized once I saw the setup there that they had a lot of guards, but they were basically useless. They were clueless and defenseless against someone like Paul. I swear he gets better with age. Did you know he shoots at a range at least twice a week? He told me he cusses like mad if he misses the bull’s eye. Can you imagine that–mild mannered Paul actually cussing? This was the quickest operation we’ve ever done. That reminds me—I still have to send the money to Louis’s family.”

“Who?”

“I walked outside after I heard your phone message and noticed a man in a car down the block. He obviously never spent any time in the Army. He was between the setting sun and me. I could see him as clear as day. That’s how I learned about Big Mike and my phone call to your cell confirmed it. Oh, damn…we left it behind. I hope it burned in the fire. If not, we can expect a visit from the police.”

“Oh, didn’t I tell you…I lost it. I think we should report it, don’t you?”

“Yes and as soon as possible.”

“I think it can wait until I thank you.”

“Don’t forget we have guests. Let’s take everyone out for dinner. Then you can thank me a hundred times if you wish. Go and call Verizon.” I kissed her and pushed her away probably for the first time and hopefully for the last.

“Not so fast, old man; I just came back from a tour of the ‘estate.’ Chuck and Paul are downstairs, sound asleep. I just covered both of them with blankets. I spoke briefly with Nakeisha. Virgil is still asleep, too. I wouldn’t be surprised if she thanks him, too. So….” She stopped talking and covered my mouth with hers. Her tongue explored my mouth as she gripped my head and hair forcefully with surprisingly strong hands. Breaking the kiss, she pulled back a few inches and smiled again. “I love you, Dan. I have ever since that first day. Do you remember?”

“I may be a trifle older than you, but I’m not senile, you know. I knew you were the one the second you walked into the room. Now, what’s with all this talking?”

“My sentiments exactly.” She ripped off her robe, exposing those breasts I’d never tire of and those slim hips I loved so much. Jen pulled my hands to her ass, exactly where I wanted them, and I pulled her onto my rigid cock. Under most circumstances I’d love about an hour’s foreplay, but right now I wanted to be inside my wife’s tight wet cunt. I exhaled slowly, savoring the heat from her core as Jen began to rock. My hard cock was bent forward and back as I drove into her. This was how we expressed our love for each other. We both knew we’d never get enough…never.

Jen leaned forward to kiss me, her tongue just tracing over my lips. “Pretty good, old man…pretty good. Oh, damn…you feel so good.” I pulled her down to me to feel those plump lips against mine. They pressed against mine for mere seconds when I began to feel it. Jen had always been able to sense my oncoming orgasm and tonight was no exception. “C’mon, baby–don’t worry about me. You can take care of me later…or tomorrow. Oh, fuck!” She writhed in ecstasy as I drove into her even harder– my cock erupting and pouring what seemed to be a gallon of semen into her womb. On and on it went until Jen collapsed onto my chest. We were both exhausted. I pulled the blanket over us as we rested.

Virgil opened one eye then the other as he awoke from a deeply satisfying sleep. He looked over his shoulder to find the beautiful Nakeisha looking down at him. “Shouldn’t we get up,” he asked.

“I just ran into Jennifer. Apparently, your friends downstairs are still asleep and so is Dan, besides I’m pretty sure she has something special in store for him when he finally wakes up. How are you feeling?”

“Pretty good, you know when we were in the service we used to go three…four days without sleep and think nothing of it. I must be getting old.”

“I don’t think so. You’re only as old as you feel, you know.”

“There are times…there are times. Say…what are you going to do now? I guess you’d like to go back to your family.”

“No…my father is some conservative religious nut. No matter what I told him he’d blame me for it. He’d call me a slut and harlot. He’d just throw me out on my ear. No, I’ll have to find something else, but right now I have to find a way to thank you for taking such good care of me.”

“You don’t have to…honest.”

“For an older guy you haven’t learned very much. Never turn down the kind of gift I want to give you. You know, the only time I ever felt safe in that house was when you were shielding me with your body. Don’t worry, I’m on the pill and the one decent thing Mike ever did was make his men use a condom when they raped me. Kind of incongruous wasn’t it–condom and rape? He was some piece of work. Thank God he’s dead. I hope he rots in hell.” She pushed Virgil’s tee up over his chest and shoulders and off his arms. His boxers soon went in the opposite direction.

“You know…I would have thought someone your size would have a lot of fat on him. You’re all muscle. Did you play football in high school?”

“No, my dad was a preacher. I spent all my time helping around in the church. I hated it. I believe in God, but I have my own way of showing it. I’m not big on praying or carrying my religion on my sleeve. I have to tell you…I hate these born-again Christians who are always trying to convince you how holy they are and how you should find Jesus. Of course, it’s always their Jesus. God forbid you should already have your own version of God. That’s how I wound up in the Army. It was my escape from my father. Sounds like our old men have a lot in common. I have no desire to see mine either.”

“You talk too much, Virgil. I want you to fuck me. No…I want you to make love to me. I’ll bet you’re really good at it. You’re such a gentle man, except, of course, when you’re killing anything that moves, but that’s the exception, I’m sure.”

“Now who’s talking too much?” He laughed as he reached up to Nakeisha and pulled her down for a sweet and tender kiss. Nakeisha marveled at the big man’s gentleness. Their lips met, her mouth slightly open, her tongue tentatively exploring. They kissed lightly for several minutes until their lust took over. Virgil opened his arms to welcome Nakeisha; she climbed atop his powerful body, grasped his hard hot cock and stroked him slowly, eliciting several low guttural groans from Virgil’s lips.

“You don’t want to do that, little girl.”

“Yes, Virgil I do. The only sex I’ve ever experienced was rape—forceful, brutal rape. I need to know what slow loving sex can be. Won’t you help me? Please?”

“Damn, girl you make it awfully hard to say no.”

Nakeisha pulled his long thick organ, rubbing it into her moist slit until she was able to sit up and slowly lower herself onto his hot hard tool. Virgil placed his huge hands on the globes of her firm ass. “Oh God, you’re so tight,” he whispered as she leaned down for a quick kiss.

“Those white bastards only had little tiny dicks. They probably couldn’t get any decent girl to stay with them. That’s why they had to rape me.”

“Oh, hush up that stupid talk. I don’t want to ever hear that again.” Nakeisha knew she had been scolded, but internally she was pleased. She knew now that Virgil cared for her. Now she’d try to make him hers. Placing her hands on his shoulders she began to rock, swaying her body slowly as if to some imaginary rhythm. She was even more pleased when Virgil responded, lifting her from the bed with every thrust. Gripping her ass tightly he pushed deeply into her core. On and on they went, boring deeper and deeper into each other’s soul until—ecstasy! Nakeisha had the most wonderful orgasm, her first from intercourse, something she had thought impossible only last week. Virgil gave her the most powerful thrust as the sign that his orgasm had arrived, too. Time after time his muscular body lifted her several feet in the air. Had she not held tightly to his massive shoulders she would surely have fallen to the floor. Finally, exhausted, they collapsed together.

“You were incredible, Virgil. I knew it would be different with you.”

“Oh, shut up and kiss me. If we’re going to be fools, we might as well go all the way.” Then they kissed and kissed and kissed. They held each other as closely as humanly possible. Nakeisha appreciated Virgil’s strength of mind and body; Virgil had never appreciated a woman’s body more. He loved the firmness of her large breasts, the curve of her hips and the musculature of her tight butt. They lay together for almost half an hour before Virgil’s stomach began to growl.

Nakeisha pulled back a bit and laughed. “Is there any part of you that isn’t hungry? Why don’t we shower and dress? Then, maybe, we can scout up something to eat.”

“Wait a second…you have no place to go, right? I have an idea. Right now my shop is a one-man deal. I’ve been thinking of hiring someone to man the counter and answer the phone, make keys…that kind of stuff. I could pay you $10 an hour and you could live in my house with me. You wouldn’t have to do anything like…you know, what we just did if you didn’t want to. It could be strictly business, but I would want you to go back to school for your GED. That’s important. What do you say?”

“I say yes…to everything, but if I’m going to stay with you it will have to be in your bed and you’re going to have to make love to me often. Jennifer told me that she and Dan do it at least five times a week. Think you could handle that?”

“I don’t know, but I don’t think I’d mind trying. Let’s shower. I think I hear people moving around downstairs.” Fifteen minutes later they were dressed and on their way down the stairs.
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MONDAY NIGHT

I was almost dressed when my cell phone rang. “Oh, hi Dave…yeah, we had to go away for the weekend. We’re back home now, but my body clock is a mess from being up almost the entire time. I’ll try to get in tomorrow and if I make it I’ll bring Jen with me…what’s that? Big Mike? What about him? The cops think some other gang took all of them out? Oh…not quite all? They think one of them got away?

“We had some excitement here apparently–a shooting down the block. Yeah, we had just gotten back from the cabin and that young Officer Hampton stopped by to see if we had heard anything. Of course, we hadn’t. Okay, Dave thanks for calling; I’ll be in touch tomorrow.” I turned around to see Jennifer eavesdropping.

“Did Nakeisha have a purse?

“I think so—a black one. I think she left it on the dining room table. Why?”

“Stay here. I’ll be right back and I’ll explain shortly. I love you.” I gave her a quick kiss and trotted down the stairs. I located the bag, opened it and did what needed to be done. I walked upstairs and finished dressing. By then everyone was downstairs sitting around the living room, Nakeisha leaning against the wall to the dining room.

“I just had an interesting phone call from one of my partners. The police are pretty sure that Big Mike’s gang was taken out by the Columbians. However, he told me that the entire gang wasn’t wiped out. The cops think that one member—a woman—escaped.” Nakeisha ran to her bag, pulling out a small .32 caliber automatic.