Mission Impossible

by Amber Lynn Kain

  

Chapter 4

  

The cab pulled along side the curb of the nightclub, where a large green neon greeted Amber as she stepped out of the door. She fished in her purse and handed the cabbie a $20 bill and walked toward the end of the queue. Amber turned and primped in the mirrored window she stood next to in line while she waited to enter the club. She flipped her hair from her eyes and examined her self, with a critical eye. Her golden blonde hair which was parted down the middle framed her face and fell just above her bare shoulders. Dramatic eyes shaded with subtle hues of brown and outlined with kolh looked back at her, while her lips were traced in a bright pink. Amber followed her reflection down to the hot pink dress she wore. A single spagetti strap tied behind her neck held the pink spandex knit dress up; the dress clung to her breasts emphasizing them and hugged the curves of her tiny belly and hips. Her hands moved across her belly and down to mid thigh where the dress stopped. Amber's long, bare, tanned legs made the dress look much shorter then designed. The dress's thin material prevented her from wearing hose or even undergarments with the exception of the invisible gaff. Her toes peeked from pink sandals with 4 inch heels; several of them adorned with gold rings, while her nails gleemed with a french manicured that matched her long femine fingernails.

She continued to admired herself in the window when a heavy hand touched her shoulder. She glanced over her shoulder looked up at a huge black man wearing a tuxedo. With his free hand he motioned her past the other waiting patrons. She flashed a smile up at him and preceeded him to the club's door follwed by catcalls from the males in line and sneers by the women with them. A pounding euro beat met her at the door and she made her way deep into the club. She snuggled up to one of the many bars and ordered a gibson martini and examined the crowd. Mostly young and well dress, the crowd was attractive. Couples of mixed and same gender danced or sat at tables along the wall. She couldn't see if they drank or talked since the lights were very low. She sipped on her martini, listened to the music and begin to relax when someone next to her spoke.

"My aren't you pretty in pink.", a low voice said.

Amber turned and looked for the person who gave her the complement. Next to her stood a tall, older man wearing a long dark curly wig and a red wrap around dress. Dark red lipstick colored his lips and blue eye shadow highlighted sagging mascared lined eyes.

She flashed a smile and introduced herself, "Hiya. I am Amber."

"Bethany. Glad to meet you honey. First time here?", the older TV stirred her drink with a straw.

"Yes."

"Oh, then let me tell you about the place. Most are straight here, they like to think they are open minded because they party with some gays. What they want is just a novel experience they can tell their friends about on Monday."

Amber smiled, nodded, and examined the crowd. Several guys smiled at her when her eyes met theirs.

Bethany saw the looks and noted, "Well, be careful. Half of the guys in here are about to cream their pants over you and many of them are not very nice." The older TV started to drift away.

"I will. Thanks for the tip.", Amber replied.

A heavyset, balding man dressed in an expensive double breasted sport coat came to the bar and ordered a gibson. He glanced over at her and said, "Becareful dear, they become addictive.", and pointed at her drink. "I should know, I have been drinking them for thirty five years."

"I started a couple of years ago and can't stop. You seem to have adjusted to them.", she smiled back.

He chuckled and looked at her. "Good crowd tonight. But Fridays usually are." The bartender came up with his drink and pushed it to him. The balding man aksed Amber, "Care for another? Tony, please take care of the lady tonight." With that he turned and moved slowly through the crowd away from Amber.

Amber accepted the drink when Tony pushed it to her and looked toward her benefactor, but had lost him in the crowd. She sipped the drink quietly and she caught the eye of one of the goodlooking yuppies.

The evening went by quickly. She danced frequently with several different partners, including several women however, there was no chemistry. Amber pushed her hair from her face and headed toward the door. She glanced to the side saw Bethany at one of the tables with a very drunk man. Amber waved at the older TV who returned the gesture and patted her tablemate's leg. Amber tossed her head and headed out the door and into the warm night air. She searched the street for a cab and saw the man who bought all of her drinks tonight walking toward the rear of the building. Amber looked back to the street for a cab when she noticed two big men who began to follow the man. Amber followed the pair around the corner and saw they had pinned the blading man up against the building and were threatening him.

Amber didn't think but reacted. She reached down and picked up a beer bottle from the pavement and raced over. She brought the empty bottle down on the head of the attacker nearest to her, smashing the glass. The large thug's knees buckled and he fell limp to the ground. The second mugger spun to face her.

"Bitch!", the big mugger spatted and stalked toward her. She looked up at him and saw his angry eyes and he quickly reached for her throat with with one hand. Muscle memory activated in Amber and her hand shot out and gripped her attacker's hand. A simple quick twist of her wrist and a push of the thug's elbow with her other hand placed the man in a painful arm lock. She did not stop, Amber kicked the side of the mugger's knee and he fell to the pavement in agony.

"You ok?", she looked over at the balding man still up against the wall?

"Yeah, I am....uh," he stammered and was interrupted by moans from the first attacker who had gotten to his hands and knees. "Come on dear, let's go." The overwieght man moved to his BMW and opened its door. Amber ran to the vehicle's other side and slid into the seat. The car's engine turned over and pulled out into the street.

Amber looked behind at the parking lot and saw the two men struggle to their feet. She blew out a sigh and leaned back into the soft leather seat. The man clutched a cell phone as he drove the BMW sedan and hurriedly punched at its numbers.

"Hello. Josh, this is Rienholt. I was just attacked in the parking lot. Yes, just now....no I am fine. No thanks to you. What am I paying you for. Get your ass out there and see if those two men are still there. What...? There was two of them.....I didn't get a real good look.", he yelled into the cell phone.

"Two white men, mid thirties, both about 6'0; 210 and 230 pounds. Both dark hair, one had brown eyes. One wearing black leather jacket, blue jeans and tan cowboy boots. The other, a Yankees baseball jacket and jeans.", Amber said as she closed her eyes.

"Here, tell him.", he handed the cell phone to her.

He turned the car smoothly around a corner and picked up speed. The engine gave no sign of acceleration or the turn. The buttery leather caressed her skin as the increase in speed pushed her back into the seat. She ran her fingers along the car's trim and took the phone from him and repeated the descriptions to Josh. She noted the cell was a also high end model and handed it back to her driver.

"Yes...yes...She was the one doing your job. We'll talk in the morning.", he said and put the cell phone back into his suit coat. "Thanks for the help back there.", he said calmly. "I would have been in alot of trouble if you hadn't shown up. You have some great moves."

"I spent 4 years in Army Intelligence. Hand to hand combat training was manditory.", she explained.

"Army, uh? You? I would have thought taebo or something.", he chuckled. After a few seconds he asked, "What are you doing now?"

"I haven't really thought about that yet. I plan to have some fun, maybe go to New York, Chicago, maybe L.A. Find a job...you know."

"Not much prospect in Intelligence work is there? You plan to join the CIA or something?", he smiled.

"No...nothing like that. I don't know. I will find something. I know how to use a PC, file, office work...clerical stuff probably.", she shrugged her shoulders.

"I see. Well,...uh...?"

"Amber."

"Amber, where do you need dropped off? It is the least I can do for my hero."

"I am staying at the Holiday Inn on highway 45. Know where it is at?"

"Yes.", he nodded and continued to drive.

Amber walked through the lobby and placed the card in her purse without looking at it. She passed the small lounge and headed toward the stairs, when she stopped. She stepped into the small refreshment cove and took out some change from her clutch. She popped 4 quarters into the coke machine and listened while it rattled and dropped the soda into the basket. She reached down and tried to pick up her soda but it slipped from her hand and fell to the floor. Amber watched the can roll across the tiles and stop at a pair of hushpuppies.

Randy reached down and picked up the soda and handed it to her. He flashed that sexy smile at her and Amber felt her knees begin to give. Catching herself, she took the soda and mumbled thanks and tried to duck around him but found that she couldn't in the small cove. Suddenly, a small boy ducked into the area and pushed her into his arms, then just as quickly disappeared from the room.

"You ok?", he asked her.

She nodded and pushed back from him slightly, his large hands about her slim shoulders. She stepped backward and cleared her throat. Amber pushed past him and went into the hall.

"Amber? Did I say something wrong?"

She turned and looked up at him. "uh...No, Randy...I mean...you didn't say anything wrong."

"Ok...I am going to watch the game. You want to join me for a drink in the lounge?", he asked.

"I wouldn't want to get you into any trouble, Randy. I don't think your wife would like seeing me with you."

"Oh, don't worry that. She hates sports. She made me come down here to watch the game. She says the TV keeps her up."

"I...ah...why don't you come and watch the game with me in my room. It would be better than sitting in a bar alone.", she smiled. "Plus, my beer is free and the popcorn will be hot. What do you like? Lite, red, or dark beer?

"Sure...ok...I'll start with a lite."

"Cool. My room is upstairs.", she motioned toward the stairway.

Amber laughed and led the way to her room. She handed the key to him he smiled, opened and held the door for her. She thanked him and ducked into the room quickly. She motioned for him towards a chair near the tv and headed for the wet bar. He streched once, eased into the chair, picked up the remote and turned on the television set. The baseball game was well into the third inning with the score a lopsided 6 to 0. He groaned slightly.

"What's wrong?", Amber asked.

"The Red Sox...there losing again.", he moaned.

"What do you expect. They always start their slide in late August.", she grinned as she walked toward him, a lite beer in one hand and a red in the other. She handed him the lite and sat on the floor at his feet.

"Thanks. You into baseball?", he cocked his head in disbelief.

"Yes. I loved playing when I was young. I'm not so much into watching it on tv..but love going to games."

He finished his beer and set the bottle down. He flashed his smile at her again. Amber sat her beer down, raised to her knees and moved between his legs. She raised her eyes slowly up to meet his and leaned forward. Randy cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. Amber moaned and melted as she felt his lips against hers. Her fingers began to unbutton his shirt. She pushed back the shirt over his broad shoulders and looked at him. She purred and kissed his chest. He let her place delicate kisses over his hard chest and watched her move toward his nipple. Her white teeth bit playfully at one of his nipples, then began to suck it. Randy moaned as he felt her hot mouth on him. His hand began to stroke and play over her body; they slipped on the spandex dress as the carressed her.

Amber did not wait, she moved from his nipple down his flat stomach to his pants where she felt his large member had responded to her touch. She squeezed it hard and he moaned. She reached up and undid his pants and found he was not constrained by shorts. Randy slid down in the chair and allowed her more access to him. His monstrous cock sprang out to its full 9 inches. The head was purple and the thick shaft was viened. Amber cooed at the sight of the large cock and licked her pink lips.

"Come on baby....please", Randy said in a low tone.

"Oh yes...."

Amber's pink tounge snaked out and lightly slid across the slit of his huge dick. She pursed her lips and pushed in down the mushroom shaped head, her mouth streched wide as she tried to take all of him. Not able to she pulled back slowly, her tounge stroking the underside of his cock as she went only to slide forward. She began to set up a rythmn, her head bobbed up and down, alternatively sucking and licking.

"Damn babe.", he said as he convulsed in pleasure.

When she pulled her mouth off of his dick, a long strand of precum and saliva trailed from the tip of his shaft to her mouth. She placed both hands around his huge cock and washed its head with her whip like tounge, while she jacked him off. She then streched her lips around him again and forced his entire rod down her mouth until she snuggled her nose in his dark pubic hair. He reached down grasped her head and began to slam his hips forward in lust. She squeeled softly and tried not to gag as he face fucked her. He did not stop when he heard her cries but continued to hump her faster, fucking her mouth and throat. He felt his balls began to tighten and Amber felt his dick become harder in her mouth. Suddenly Amber couldn't breath. Enormous shots of cum lept from his cock and forced their way down into her mouth and throat. The release of his seed did not slow his rythmn, Randy continued to assult her mouth with his cock. Amber moaned slightly as his cum dribbled from the sides of her aching mouth. Slowly, he pulled his cock from her mouth and leaned back further in the chair. She licked her lips and tasted his cum again. It wasn't sweet, but pungent.

"Damn girl, that was hot."

Amber giggled and stood up. She slid her pink clingy dress up to her belly and reached for his hand. Randy let Amber guide his hand to her taupe colored gaff and he slipped his fingers under the elastic band. Randy pulled the tight gaff down and tossed it on the floor. Amber small hairless cock and balls fell between her legs. She slipped a leg over his and stood there above his member, which showed signs of becoming hard again.

Amber reached down and stroked his large cock to life. It sprang up to attention almost immediately. Amber reached over to the dressed and brought out a tube of ky jelly. Quickly she squirted some onto Randy's hard dick. Amber pushed out a large amount on to his fingers and guided his hand under her to her hole. Randy slowly slid one finger into her ass, streching the muscle there, then slipped another. Amber tossed her head back and forth, feeling her knees become weak as he played in her rectum. He then pulled his fingers out and pointed his cock at her ass. She moved down onto it and felt the large mushroom head on her asshole. He grabbed her hips and shoved his cock deep into her with one fluid motion. Amber screamed in pain/pleasure. The thick monster cock was deep into her rectum, eventhough he streched her muscles his cock barely fit. Lust quickly took Randy over. His powerful grip tighten oh her hips that would leave bruises the next day as he began to fuck her. Tears began to fall from Amber's blue eyes.

"Yeah take it you bitch." he said and rammed his big pole deep into her tiny ass. "Take that big dick."

"Oh baby...please..ahg...god..help", she cried.

Amber's tiny hard dick bobbed up and down; it slapped Randy's tight abs and bounce off of her flat tummy. Tears continued to fall as her balls grew tight over the fuck she was getting. It grew red, then purple. Her breath quickened and she dug her nails deep into her palms. White, thick cum began to pump from her dick in globs and hit her hairless crotch.

He promised himself to treat this bitch right. He wasn't going to stop until he came again. Randy punished Amber's ass again and again with hard thrusts, forcing his cock up deep inside her. When he felt his release, he flexed his muscles and plunged even deeper into her. Hot jets of his cum squirted up into her bowels.

Randy pulled out of her and lifted the small TV off him. She tried to muffle her crying as he carried her over the bed and laid her down. Her mouth and body ached from the treatment she had received, while her own cum slid down her belly onto the sheets.

Randy kissed her softly on the lips, turned and got dressed.

  

  

  

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