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“Yes I do, Ted,” Margaret replied.
Ted sat behind a large oak desk, piled high with files, ledgers, and books. Margaret stood by his side, hands folded in front of her. They wore identical gray flannel business suits, white shirts, black ties, gold wire-rimmed glasses, and prim, business-like facial expressions.
Their office was small, austere, and decorated plainly and in black and white.
“I’m your man—woman—person,” Selena said. She sat in a high-backed leather armchair across from them. She wore a Burberry trench coat, a black fedora pulled low over one eye, and polished, high-heeled black leather boots. She sat with her big fine legs crossed. The bottom coat buttons were unfastened, revealing a sleek, brown, sexy thigh.
“You came highly recommended,” Ted said, fiddling with some folders, eyes riveted to that luscious expanse of thigh. Selena idly kicked her foot. As she did, her trench coat opened and more and more of her leg was exposed. Ted swallowed hard; despite himself he felt warm stirrings in his crotch.
“But we have to be sure!” Margaret said, slamming a fist down on the desk. “You must not fail. How do we know you have the right stuff?”
Without a word Selena stood up, unbuttoned her coat, and opened it wide.
Ted and Margaret gasped. Selena was totally nude. She let the coat fall slowly to the floor, threw back her shoulders and her head, and let them get a load of all her sexy assets: her firm, flawless breasts, her flat tummy, the hot, dark, triangular woman patch of her loins, her lush hips.
Slowly she turned and as she did she seemed to glow, to throw off an aura of sexual heat, as though her skin was the warm, living, metal surface of the statue of an African-American hoodoo goddess of love and sensuality.
Ted gasped. The stirring in his loins exploded tight against his trousers. His vision blurred. His heart pounded and sweat trickled down his back.
“Well? Whatchoo think?” Selena asked.
Ted gulped. “You got my vote.”
“I don’t know,” Margaret said. “We are dealing with a smart, dangerous, and slippery character here. Suppose you should be talking to him, minding your own business, and somebody slips up behind you and does this!”
Margaret suddenly grabbed Selena by her waist, pulled her close, cupped one of her shapely breasts in one hand and stuck her tongue in Selena’s ear.
Selena giggled. “I’d just parry that thrust like this!” and she flicked her tongue like a hot whip across Margaret’s.
Margaret jumped like she’d tongue-fucked a thousand-volt electric cable. She stood there trembling. Her eyes were moist and her mouth was a wet O.
“That’s enough!” Ted shouted. Any more and he was sure he was going to shoot a big wad in his pants. He didn’t want to have to walk around the rest of the day with cum stains at his crotch. Any more of this briefing and he was sure he’d starch his briefs.
Margaret walked stiffly back to Ted’s side. She laid a hand on his shoulder, smiling dreamily.
That’ll show them they ain’t dealing with no buster, Selena thought. She picked up her coat, put it back on, buttoned it up, and sat cool as a cucumber.
Ted shook his head to clear it, then reached into a file and took out a photo. He passed it to Selena.
“You know him?” Ted asked.
“Yes. William G. Gaddys. Ex–pro football player. Businessman. Pillar of the community. Anti-porn crusader—”
“Hypocrite!” Ted shouted. “He hides behind a mask of propriety while engaging in behavior that he condemns himself! Look at this.”
Ted got a remote control and clicked on a VCR. Margaret softly stroked his shoulders and whispered to him.
It was a tape of William G. Gaddys speaking to a woman’s group about the dangers of dirty literature.
Selena saw a bald, square-jawed man, handsome and serious looking. Even now, years after retiring from the gridiron, his shoulders and neck were massive and muscular. The cloth of his expensive suit jacket bulged with his biceps.
Not bad, Selena thought, licking her full lips. She wondered if those arms and shoulders were as firm as they looked. She imagined kneading them like dough under h
er strong fingers until he begged her not to stop.
She was gonna like this job.
“Quit it!” she heard Ted say. Margaret was straightening back up, but not fast enough. Selena could see that she had leaned over and nipped Ted on his ear. He was trying to act irritated, but Ray Charles could’ve seen that Ted was likin’ it.
