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Jennella

By: Grey Eagle 286



I didn't see the girl until I rounded the corner and bumped into her. Her things went flying and I instinctively grabbed her and kept her from falling. Her head came up, her eyes blazing with anger. "Why don't you..YOU? Oh! Mr. Murphy it's you." 

"Yes, Jennella Barton! I am sorry, it was my fault, I wasn't watching where I was going. Here, let me help you gather up your things." I bent over and our heads bumped, hard. "Ow!

"Damn that hurts!" I led her to a nearby bench. "Set here I'll get your things."

I picked up everything and handed all of it to her. I sat beside her and she grinned at me. We smiled at each other.

She said, "When did you get back? You look wonderful."

"A couple of days ago, you look really wonderful. Wow! I almost didn't recognize you. You lost so much weight. I could never mistake your pretty face though."

"Why thank you. I weight half of what I did when you left. I feel much better."

"Please stand up and let me look at you. Wow! What a change, you are beautiful now."

"Thank you Mr. Murphy, you made my day, are you going to be teaching here again?" 

"No, I don't think so. My dad wants me to work with him. He says he needs my help. How about you, what are you doing now?"

"Well I went on and finished the course and just got certified a month ago. I am a fully certified Paralegal now. I was over in the Library printing out my resume. I have to start job hunting."

"Hey girl, you were the best student I had in the five years I taught the course. You shouldn't have too much trouble."

"I don't think it will be easy. I know fifteen girls who are certified. Only two have found work. None of the black girls have been hired."

"Really, that's odd."

"Well like one girl told me, who wants to ask legal advice from a young black girl? Nobody! Would you?" Attorneys don't want us because they get a Legal Secretary they can train for a lot less money."

"Listen Jennella, I have to get going, it was nice running into you again. Here, wait one minute please. This is one of my new cards." I wrote my home number on it. "Please call me. Give me one of your resumes, is your number on it, good. I'll be in touch. Seriously, call me anytime; I want to hear from you. OK!" I walked of a ways then stopped. I turned and looked back. She was sitting watching me. I turned around and walked back. I got out my cell phone. I hit the number one speed dial. "How is it going Dad? Listen, I just met an old friend. Yes. I'll see you later."

I stopped in front of her. I held out my hand, "Would you have lunch with me?"

Her face lit up with a smile. "I would like that. The old College Deli?"

"Hey, girl, I eat there all the time. Let's do it, my treat."

We walked toward the Deli, a block or two away. I couldn't believe this was the same girl I had in one of my classes only eighteen months before. She stood out in any class. She had a quick mind and was a dream to teach. She had a very pretty face. She was about five feet five inches tall. She had weighed over three hundred pounds! Now she looked damned good in jeans a T-shirt and sneakers. She was older than the average student. As I recalled she had been a secretary and worked at that to pay her way through school.

We ordered and I paid and carried our tray to the booth. The Rubin sandwich was delicious. I smiled at her, "So tell me what is going on in your life now. I know lots of guys are swarming around you now. Are you married, have a boy friend, any kids. What?"

"Oh! Mr. Murphy, I want to know all about you."

"No! I asked first, and my name is Mike."

"Alright Mike, yes, no, no, and no."

I laughed, "Almost the same with me, no girl, no wife, no kids. No girls swarming around."

"Mike I have to admit, there have been a few guys hanging around. I always ask myself, where were they when I was fat?"

"They were stupid. I have been thinking. Do you have a nice business suit you can wear tomorrow?"

"No. Not really. I haven't bought a new wardrobe. I wanted to wait until my weight stabilized. Actually I can't afford one right now."

"You can't afford to not have one now. You just can't go job hunting in jeans. Not for the job you want. What are you doing this afternoon?"

"Nothing really."

"OK, come on, my car is over there in the faculty parking. I had her put her things in the back seat and I headed for the Mall." I led her right to the Victoria's Secret Catalog Store. She was surprised. She didn't know it was there. We found her a very nice black Pin Striped Suit with a pencil skirt. I made her put on some stiletto heels to try it on with. She was stunning and classy in the outfit. I picked out some underwear for her too. I told her she had to have stockings too. I got the same suit in Navy, only with pants. I got her several separates she could mix and match. She seemed to be stunned by what I was doing. She pulled me off to one side. "I don't have the money for all this. I can't afford it."

'Listen to me Miss Jennella, you were my best student and everybody knows it. How is it going to look if you can't get a job? I will be humiliated. Now, all your clothes, plus a couple of things I thought you needed, came to right at $500. You can pay me back someday. Look at it this way. I am saving my own reputation. I just worked for a year and a half in Iraq. I made that much in a day there, I worked 75 to 80 hour weeks. I soldiered during the day and did lawyer work at night. There was nothing to spend it on. Humor me, please." She looked in my eyes and she smiled. "I don't know how to thank you."

I pulled her over to the register and put it all on my good old debit card. We were both loaded down carrying every thing to my car. She smiled at me, "Mike, now please tell me why I had to get all these beautiful things. Where am I going tomorrow?"

"You will be going to the offices of Murphy and Murphy, Attorneys at Law to apply for a job as a Paralegal."

"Is that your father's Office?"

"His and mine. We are opening a new practice."

"And you need a Paralegal?"

"Hey! I wouldn't have been teaching that course all those years if I didn't believe in it, now would I?"

She smiled, "No, not you. I won't let you down."

"I know that. Wait! Do you have a brief case! You can't do legal shit without a nice case. I have an extra one. You can use that until you find one you like."

"Mike, how can I ever thank you?"

"Just show up tomorrow at 9 A M. We'll see what happens, OK?" 

"I'll be there. Wish me luck."

I dropped her off at her car and went back to the office. Dad was still there. I walked in his office. There was a tall black guy, nicely dressed, very handsome. Dad introduced me and we shook hands. "Mike, this young man is Trevor Davis. I just hired him away from Macao, Bascom and Tripper. He will start in about a week." I reached out and shook his hand. He grinned, "You taught at the university didn't you."

"Yes, I taught several courses for several years at night. Probono. It kept me out of the bars."

"Hell, that's really great. I will do that some day, as soon as I get my student loans paid off. I need to pay my dues."

"Hey, that's fine, just pay the bills first."

"Hey, I know what you mean." Trevor walked out of the room.

I looked at my Dad, "Nice guy, is he any good?"

"He has rave reviews. We will have to see if he works out. I see that look in your eye, what have you done now?"

"Have you thought about hiring a Paralegal?

"No! But I guess you have. What do you have in mind?" 

"Dad, this is the best one I ever taught. She worked as an intern for Jackson, Burns, and Bell. She pushed through over thirty uncontested divorces before they found out she wasn't an attorney. They all went through the system without an error. They wanted her but they hired three more Paralegals while she was finishing the course. When she was in my classes she batted 1000, never missed a question. Smart as a whip."

"Mike, she sounds good, I'll talk to her, OK?" 

The next morning I sat in a chair behind the door in Dad's office. The door was open and Gail, the receptionist, buzzed Dad and said Ms. Jennella Barton was there to see Mr. Murphy," He said for her to send her in. I heard her heels clicking on the floor. She knocked on the door jam and Dad looked up and smiled. "Here, sit in this chair. Tell me about your self, why should I hire you?" She handed him a copy of her resume, gave him about five minutes to read it before she talked for about five minutes. I could see from the expression on his face he was sold. He stood up and shook her hand. He looked at me, "Mike you were right. She is very good. Find her an office, I would suggest the small one on the right as you come in the front door." I stood up and grinned at her. She was surprised to see me there and gave me a dazzling smile

"Come on, I'll show you your office. Then we need to get you hooked up with the Human Recorses Lady. She will find out what she need's to know from you. My office is right over there! When you are all checked in; come get me and we will do lunch. OK?" She grinned and nodded rapidly.

We had a nice lunch at a nearby Bar and Grill. She really looked fantastic in her new outfit. She looked like a sharp and intelligent professional woman, but above all she was beautiful. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Even when she was fat I had loved watching her face. Her skin was a light golden color that intrigued the hell out of me. Her hair was a medium brown with paler streaks in it, it was usually in a ponytail or up in a bun or braid. I had no idea of how long it was. That first day she had it pulled back in a severe bun, it made her appear very prim and proper.

When we got back to the office I asked her in my office. We left the door open and I explained what we envisioned her duties to be. The more I talked the broader her smile became. I told her that the going rates for Paralegals were, for a simple or uncontested divorce, $99; for an Adoption $249; for a simple bankruptcy, $185; Incorporation, $99; A change of Support or Custody, $99; Wills, deeds, and other things were priced according to how complicated they were. I asked if her computer was adequate and if she had had time to check out the programs already in it.

"It is perfect, those are the ones I am used to using. Is that a private line on my phone too?"

"Yes, you can set it so that after how ever many rings you like, it will go to your voice mail. You also have an extension off the main line. Don't give out your private number to your boy friends or it will be ringing all the time."

"If I do that it will never ring."

"Yes it will, I'll call you. Now, back to business. We are going to be running an add in the two papers starting next Monday. We already have enough clients for a good start. We are saving room for an advertisement for your services. Write up what you want to say and give it to Martha, my secretary, She has been with me off and on for about ten years, she will help you with anything. When your business warrants it you will get your own secretary. OK?"

She just grinned and nodded her head.

"Oh! I almost forgot, here is the briefcase I told you that you could borrow for a while. I forgot it has my initials on it, you are welcome to replace them with yours if you want."

She hugged it to her breast and tears ran from her eyes. "I love it just like it is. It is beautiful. Thank you. Thank you for everything."

"Don't thank me, make us lots of money." She laughed and walked to her office. From my desk I could see her sitting at her desk. She was typing away at something. I had to shut the door to get any work done. I picked up the next case file off the pile in front of me. I put it aside and picked up another one. That went on a different pile. After I reached the bottom of the original pile I picked up my phone and pressed a button. She answered, "Murphy and Murphy, Attorneys at Law, Miss Jennella Barton speaking, how may I help you?"

"This is Mike Murphy, Miss Barton. When you have a minute please stop in my office."

About ten minutes later there was a knock on my door. It was Miss Barton.

"Miss Barton. Here are about eight case files. Please look them over and unless you find some that you have a question about; just call the clients and explain that you have been assigned their case and that you are faster and less expensive that I am. Any that agree to let you handle the case are yours. OK?"

She grinned at me and said, "Thank you Mr. Murphy." About four that afternoon I dialed her private line, She answered, "Jennela Barton."

I said, "Jen, this is Mike, can I buy you a drink after work, Dad and I usually stop for one at the place we had lunch."

"I would love that Mike."

"Great we'll meet you at your office at five. OK?"

"See you then."

We stopped by her office and she was ready. She looked very professional with her brief case. When we were seated she asked if I recalled the Patterson Case. I said I remembered it was an uncontested divorce, and what was the problem.

"Well, none really. I called the contact number they had listed and got the spouse. I told her who I was and she broke down and started crying. She said he was taking everything, which was true, I wondered about that when I read the division of assets. I explained that she had to agree to everything for the divorce to go through. She said she told him she wouldn't sign it. He said he would smash her face if she didn't. She said she didn't have any money for a lawyer. He is not giving her a cent now. He drops off food once a week. He drops off seven TV dinners, a loaf of bread, a quart of milk and some sandwich meat and a box of cereal. That is it. He sold her car, took both TVs and most of her clothes. I don't want to handle that one, OK?"

"No, call her back in the morning. Tell her we are going to refuse to represent him. Tell her that if she desires we will represent her. We will seek a minimum of an equal split of everything. He will have to pay our fee. If he has proof of adultery against her he may opt to go to court."

Jen said, "I like the way you guys work. I am so happy to be with your firm."

My dad reached over and held her hand, "Jen, we are glad you are with us, I like what you did just now. You brought this to our attention instead of just plowing ahead. We probably would never have known that poor girl is being abused. I have a friend with NOW, the National Organization of Women. I will give her a brief rundown on this. They always run with it right away. They will investigate the hell out of him. I will almost guarantee he will have some money in her hands by tomorrow evening. She may call you for additional information at the office."

I put my two cents worth in. "Jen do you have a car?"

"No, my girl friend picks me up and drops me off, or I sometimes borrow hers. I told her I would get a cab home to night."

"No Jen, I will take you home. OK?"

"Mike, you have done enough already."

"Horse hockey, you are one of us now, we take care of our guys. Right Dad?"

"That's right. I'm going to finish this drink and hurry home to my lovely wife. I don't want her suing me because she is a damned fine attorney too. She always whipped my ass every time I went against her in court. Had to marry her to win a round."

"You won one Dad?"

"OK, just don't tell your Momma I said I did. Good night Jen. See you tomorrow. You too, snake that bites the hand that feeds him." He walked off humming an Irish tune.

Jen leaned against my shoulder, "I love your Daddy. He is super nice." 

"I kinda like him too. Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?"

"I would love that. I really missed you while you were gone."

"Really, I confess that I thought of you a lot while I was gone."

"Me, a fat little nigger girl? I can't believe that."

"Young lady, if I hear you talk about yourself like that again I will feel obliged to wash your mouth out with soap. Got it?"

"Yes Sir, Mr. Murphy!"

I looked into her beautiful brown eyes, "I meant what I said. You are the smartest, most beautiful and caring person I have ever met in my life. No one runs you down to me, not even you." 

I leaned towards her and softly pressed my lips to hers. Her eyes were very wide. She pulled back slightly. Her hand flew to her mouth. She whispered, "Oh! My God!"

I looked at her carefully. "Jennella, please forgive me I don't know what came over me. Please don't be frightened, I won't do it again."

"Mike, I don't want to hear that."

"I said I was sorry, I am."

"No, I don't want to hear that you won't kiss me again. I have wanted and dreamed of that since I first met you."

"What? You wanted me to kiss you?"

"Yes, please kiss me again."

I gently pressed my lips to her sweet mouth. I was surprised by the passion that I felt as she returned the kiss. Her lips parted and her tongue slipped into my mouth. Her tongue explored my mouth, it was everywhere. I heard someone giggling. I looked up it was our waitress. She grinned. I looked around everyone was looking at us and smiling. 

I heard someone say, "Why don't you guys get a room somewhere?"

I got up and gave my hand to Jen. She was gigging too. I reached for my billfold. Nancy, the waitress said, "Don't worry about it Mr. Murphy, I'll put it on your tab. And don't pay any attention to all these clowns, they are just jealous. Me Too!"

I offered my arm to Jen, she smiled and held it tight as we walked out the door accompanied by clapping. We walked back to my car. I looked at her, "Your place or mine?" 

He smile sent a tremor to my toes. "Your place."

She looked so damned happy I couldn't believe it. We went in my place and she just stood looking around. "This is nice Mike, I like it." 

I picked up the phone and handed it to her. She raised her eyebrows. "Call whoever is expecting you. I will take you home in a while." She dialed a number, She laughed, "Tommy, please let me talk to your Mommy, OK. Tommy, get your Mommy now please and I promise to kiss you good night when I get there even if you are asleep, OK? That's a good boy. Hi! Babe, it's me. Listen I'll be home later. Yes. Yes. I don't know. Yes, I love you too. Nite! She looked at me, "I guess you hate having to wait for someone and not have them call if they are late."

"You are right, especially if it is someone I love." I laughed and asked, "What was the yes, yes, I don't know and yes all about?"

"She wanted to know if I was with you. If I was at your place. If I was going to sleep with you and if I would be home later."

I looked into those big brown eyes; "I warn you I am going to try to talk you into a yes for number three too."

"I would be very disappointed if you didn't." She put a hand on either side of my face and pulled me to her lips, "Mike, you just don't understand, I want you as bad as you want me, maybe even more. I have wanted and dreamed of this for years." I held her and kissed her. It felt so damned good. I pulled back and looked at her. "I am not hungry right now, are you?" 

"Not really."

"Dear girl I want to have a long leisurely night loving you. I have a suggestion. Let me take you home, You can get your things to wear for tomorrow and tonight, your cosmetics and stuff for in the morning. We can come back here and you can help me throw together a meal. Then we can go to bed and make love all night long. I promise your boss won't yell at you if you are sleepy in the morning. OK?" 

"Mike, that sounds absolutely divine. Lets go." 

I drove her to her friend's house. She said, "I don't see their cars, let me see what is going on?" She came to the door and yelled to me, "They are gone, I'll get my stuff and be right back. She came out in a few minutes. She was now wearing jeans and a T-shirt. She had a shopping bag full of stuff; she put it in the back seat and ran to get another load. She tossed that in the back seat, "Let's go Sweetheart. I left a note but I have to call later." We headed home. She sat very close to me and I loved it. She looked at me as I drove, her hands held mine. She rubbed a hand along my leg. I felt I was a definite road hazard. I could think about nothing but her hands and her lips and where they were touching me. Damn she touched me everywhere. My cock was fully erect and leaking pre-cum. 


Jennella Ch. 02



This is a continuation of an earlier story. I completed this chapter several weeks after the first and neglected to post it. I have another chapter that needs editing. I will try and post it soon. You may want to read the first chapter of the story before reading this effort.

I sat at my desk and watched my wife work in her office. There was an open space between our offices and she was about thirty feet away from me. I loved to watch her. Every now and then she would look at me and her face would just light up with a sweet smile. If she didn't have a client with her she would mouth 'I love you' and blow me a kiss. She was beautiful and I never tired of watching her. Some days I wouldn't see her until I got home at night if I had to be in court. She only lacked about four months of getting her Law degree. She went to night classes on weeknights. I went with her over half the time. I would set in the back of the class and work on my laptop on my own cases or just monitor the class.

I guess I was still insecure in our relation ship. She is an absolutly gorgeous girl with light golden skin. She has medium brown hair with gold streaks in it. Her half brother Trevor is dark brown, but really handsome, I like him a lot. He is a talented attorney and works for my father and I in our law office. Janelle works for us too as a paralegal. She is damned good. Her case volume is twice what anyone else in the office produces. Of course a lot of that is because by law she can only handle simple straightforward cases. Still I am in awe of what she does seemingly without effort. I have watched her pick up a case file, read it through, put it down, and fill out all the forms for a simple uncontested divorce in about ten minutes without ever looking at the file again.

When she first started working for us we checked every thing she did because our firm's name was on the papers. We never found a single error. Word of mouth was her best advertisement. She liked her job but most of all she loved it when she finished her work early and she could come over and watch as I worked. I quickly learned it wasn't just a photographic memory she had but that she could think too! She has a very logical and analytical mind.

I knew she was going to be a damned fine attorney. She wanted to specialize in family law and wasn't interested in criminal law. She always said she wanted to help people solve problems and that sort of thing. I always checked my weekly calendar every morning. I was going to be in court several days the coming week and I had a National Guard meeting over the weekend. It would be the first since we were married.

That morning she walked into my office and asked if she could talk to me for a minute. I said I had nothing pressing going on right then, so for her to please sit down. She closed the door and walked around my desk and sat on my lap and kissed me. Her sweet lips pressed against my lips, her little tongue rubbing and pressing to get between my lips. My hand slipped inside her jacket and found her breast and cupped it. She moaned into my mouth and the feelings that triggered were delightful. She always did that at least once a day. She jumped up and opened the door and sat in a chair. She looked in my eyes, "Mike, I was wondering how busy you are this afternoon. I feel very guilty that we are always running for me. I don't get to do enough for you. I don't want us to focus just on me. I need to do for you. I really do. You are my man and I don't ever get to do anything for you." 

I said, "You do plenty for me Dearest, you are my reason for living. And I loved what you did for me in bed last night."

"I am glad you enjoyed it but that doesn't count because I love doing that to you. I want to do something special for you."

"What do you have in mind?"

"I want to take you shopping, for the first time in my life I have a lot of money in my account and I want to buy things for you. I have an appointment for you to get your haircut. Then I am going to take you shopping. I want to buy you some new clothes. Then I want to take you home and give you a nice bath and wash your hair. When you are squeaky clean I want to get naked and make love to you. Next I will take you out to dinner. Then I want to bring you home to bed and really please you."

"Oh! Gee, I have a really busy schedule this afternoon. I may be able to work you in about three thirty or four."

She giggled, "Bullshit, Sweetie, I looked at your calendar while I was in your lap, it's blank."

"Oh!"

"I don't have a class tonight, I am three days ahead on my cases here, and I just want to do for my man."

"Well I guess I can postpone what I was going to do until tomorrow."

"What we you going to do, sit and watch me?"

"Exactly."

"Come on let's go."

"OK." I smiled at my secretary as Jen dragged me past her desk. "There are some things Jen wants me to take care of at home."

I could hear everyone in our offices laughing as Jen pulled me out the door. "You go Girl!"

We walked hand in hand to my car and I drove us to the mall where Jen had made an appointment for me with a men's Salon for a hair Cut. After she directed the barber to cut my hair the way she wanted it done she dragged me to a nice Men's store and made me try on jeans and slacks. The jeans were a little tighter in the butt than I liked them but insisted they were just right. She had spotted a blazer she wanted me to try on. We found one that was a perfect fit and we bought it. She sent me back to my car with my arms full of packages. She met me halfway back carrying several more things. She insisted I stop at a drug store and let her run while I waited. We went on home and carried everything up to our bedroom. 

She smiled at me, "You strip while I run your bath." She waited for me in the bathroom totally naked. I reached for her sexy body and she slapped my hands away and said, "Not until tonight Dear. Just wait it will be worth it."

She watched as I stepped in the tub. I eased down into the very hot water. She took a small child's plastic pail and scooped up water and poured it over my shoulders. The next pail full went over my head. I felt her hand on my head and then both hands. I felt her working shampoo into my hair and scalp. She did a really thorough job massaging the shampoo into my hair. Then she filled the pail with fresh water and slowly poured it over my head as she rubbed my head.

She took a loofa and scrubbed my back and chest. She asked me to stand and carefully cleaned the rest of my body. She rinsed me with more fresh water in the pail. She told me to get out and handed me a large warm towel. She dried herself off and said, "Go get on the bed on your belly and wait for me."

I did as I was told. I heard her return and tried to lift my head. Her hand pushed my head back down. "Now your are going to get a nice massage and skin conditioner treatment. I felt a warm liquid on my back and then warm hands spread it over my body. She crawled on the bed with me and started gently massaging my neck and shoulders. 

She gently worked all the way down my body even trickling some oil down the crack of my ass. She giggled as she rubbed that in carefully. I tried to look back and her hand pushed my face back into the pillow. She moved back up over me and started on a deep muscle massage. She was really digging in with her thumbs and fingers. It felt so damned good knew I was going to fall asleep. 

She said for me to turn over and as I turned she placed a towel over my face. She gently kissed me, "I love you, Mike, please relax."

She poured oil on my chest and rubbed it gently in to my skin. She worked down over my body. She lifted my hard cock and softly kissed it. Then she oiled it and my balls. She continued down on each leg then moved back up over me. She was straddling me now with her on either side of my body. I could feel the dampness of her pussy against my belly as she worked on my shoulders and my upper arms. She moved her hands down over my body, her pussy leaving a damp trail behind it. It rubbed against my cock for what seemed like a long time. I felt a knee press my legs apart. I spread my legs apart for her. Her wet pussy was now sliding down my left thigh. Her hands grasped my genitals and rubbed them in her hands. Her mouth closed warm and wet over the head of my cock. It slid down taking all of him in her mouth. Then the lips slowly slipped up and the tongue swirled around the crown. I felt a towel cover him then.

She massaged my thighs and calves and I felt her get off the bed. The towel was removed and she pressed her lips to mine, her tongue slipping in my mouth my. She said, "All done, how was that?"

"Wonderful, the best you have ever done."

"That's because it wasn't me."

I looked up to see another nude woman laughing at me.

"This is Shauna, she is Sandy's sister. She is a professional Masseuse." 

I stared at both of them. She was a lovely black woman, big tits and nice hips and legs. I didn't know what to say.

Jen smiled at me, "Say thank you, Mike, she has to go. We need to get dressed for dinner."

"Thank you very much."

Shauna grinned and blew me a kiss as she walked out the door. I think she put a little extra wiggle in her bare butt as she walked away.

Jen took my face in both hands and kissed my lips. "I almost killed her when she did that, I'm sorry, did it embarrass you?"

"A little when I realized it wasn't you."

"She told me she might do that if you were cute enough. I told her she could only have one little kiss. She cheated." She kissed me again. 

"Did she suck better than I do?"

"It wasn't long enough to tell. Call her back and we can find out."

"What? Do you really want me to?"

"How else will we find out? NO, I was just getting even with you. I know you are the best."

"I will kill her when I get hold of her. And she will tell everybody what happened. I should never have trusted the bitch."

"She was awful wet when she rubbed her pussy down my belly and legs." "What?"

"You heard me." 

Jen jumped up and ran out and I heard her talking. Then I heard laughing and giggling. Then the front door shut. Jen walked back in smiling.

"It looks like you really chewed her out. I didn't hear much yelling and screaming."

"She was so sweet I just couldn't get mad. She said you had the sexiest body she had ever seen. She said you had an absolutly perfect cock and she just couldn't resist tasting it. She said I was the luckiest girl in the world. How could I stay mad at that? She said she was going home and kick her lazy ass husband out of the house and start huntin' for her own honky." I had to laugh too. Jen chuckled, "She won't even tell him what she did. She loves her hubby to pieces. He is a very nice hard working guy. I can't really believe she did that." "Do I have to get some guy to lick your pussy now?" "Only if you want to." Her face was serious. I saw a tear run from one eye.

"Let me think about it some. I already know I could never do that." I grinned at her, "Hey, I can do that for you!"

"You sure can, Mike." Her face brightened, "Later we can do each other."

"I guess you spent too much on my clothes." 

"Why do you say that?"

"Because you didn't have enough money left to pay for a whole blow job."

Jen's face got redder and redder. Then she giggled and started to laugh. "Can I borrow some money to take you to dinner?"

"No, I'll pay for dinner. I want you to start saving right now so I can get the whole works next time. OK?"

"You got as much as you will ever get, actually more than you will ever get unless I give it to you. That was scary for me when I saw the smile on your face when she put her mouth on you. You liked it too damned much. So did she."

We were in the middle of a delightful dinner when Jennella's cell phone rang. She answered and listened. I saw the smile start in her eyes. She turned and looked around the room. She waved and I saw Sandy and Trevor wave back. Jen asked if it were all right to invite them to join us. I nodded. A waitress picked up their drinks and brought them to our table. I stood and kissed Sandy and shook Trevor's hand. Sandy looked at me and grinned and turned to Jen, "Listen girl, I'm really pissed off at you. You are giving out tastes of your new man and you didn't call me first."

Jen's hands flew to her mouth. She started giggling. "I promise you are next if I give anymore away."

"From what Shauna told me you should be charging for it."

"She is just jealous because she never got Trevor, she always wanted to try him."

Trevor looked at Sandy, "Why are you so selfish? She probably just wants a little taste."

She looked at him, "Honey, I love you dearly, but that is all she could get from you, a LITTLE taste."

"Oh!"

"Trev, baby, you know I'm only teasing. You are just right for me. I love it. Trevor turned away from her and winked at me.

I said, "Trevor it is just a damned shame that we get no respect from our wives, I guess we will have to look elsewhere for it."

"Yeah Mike, you are right about that." Jen was close to tears and Sandy had some falling already.

"You girls shouldn't tease with the big boys if you can't stand the heat."

Sandy threw her arms around Trevor's neck and kissed him. Jen was sniffling a little and I took her hand and kissed it. She looked at me and I said, "I love you."

Sandy was looking into Trevor's eyes, "Do you love me?"

I said, "Hey! Don't you girls know you are with the two most pussy whipped guys in town, maybe the state or even the country. We are both scared to death you will find a reason to leave us. Right Trev?" "No wonder they say this man is a brilliant lawyer. Did you hear him squirm both of us out of that fix we were in? Brilliant!"

By then we were all laughing.

Jen pulled out her cell phone and pressed a speed dial. "Shauna, what are you doing girl, running all over town telling everyone about you and Mike?"

"Oh Really! You just told Marsha? Then how come Sandy is sitting here telling everyone all about how big he is and how good he tastes?"

"Well girl you are just going to have to keep wondering about how good he feels both those places because I'm not letting you within fifty feet of him again. I'll never trust you again, I stepped out of the room for a second and you practically raped the poor guy. I may have to take him to the Rape Trauma Center."

"So it took a couple of hours to figure it out. He said he didn't feel a thing." "That's what he says, he didn't even know you were doing it."

"If you don't believe me ask Mike. Here dear."

I said, "Hi! Shauna, how are you this evening?" She asked if I really didn't know she had rubbed her pussy down my belly to my knee.

"Really, I thought some one dragged a floppy old wet towel down my body." I quickly handed the phone to Jen who was laughing so hard she couldn't hold on to the phone. She finally picked it up and said. "Shauna, I'll talk to you later." I could hear screaming from the phone as she clicked it off. She put her hand over mine and giggled and looked at Sandy who was laughing so hard she had tears running down both cheeks. Sandy said, "Damn, Mike, you really know how to hurt a girl. She deserved it."

I looked at Jen, "I hope she knew I was teasing, I don't like to hurt anyone and she was nice enough to do the massage for you." Jen's cell phone was ringing. She answered it. She rolled her eyes to me and smiled. She handed the phone to me. It was Shauna. She sounded as if she was crying. 

I said, "Shauna, I was only teasing, I confess, everything you did to me felt good and erotic. Thank you, you were a real friend to do that for Jen."

"Mikey I'll do that and more for you anytime, just let me know."

"Thank you Shauna, here's Jen."

We had a fun evening and I danced with Sandy and Trevor danced with Jen. Then Jen dragged me off and kept me dancing Until Sandy waved us over and told us they had to get home because their babysitter had school the next morning. Everyone kissed good night and we left too.

Jen and I had a short brandy and relaxed for a few minutes. My wife and lover told me to come to bed in five minutes. As I stepped into our room I saw her, she was beautiful in a black fish net body suit. It was made so that her breasts and pussy were bare. I know I stood with my jaw hanging down while I drooled. She had on a tiny black bolero jacket that barely covered her shoulders; the tiny black mini skirt didn't cover her genitals. She wore very high-heeled black patent leather pumps. I ran my eyes over her as she slowly turned so I could see all of her. When she faced me she stopped and smiled looking up at me under her lashes. I growled at her and jumped forward to take her in my arms and toss her on the bed.

I jumped on the bed beside her and pressed her down. She giggled and threw her arms around me holding me tightly to her body. "Mike, I love you with all my heart. Please love me up as hard as you can." I had no intention of doing anything else. Wow she was hot tonight. Her nipples were erect and hard as rubber erasers. I placed my mouth around the whole areola and sucked on the end of her breast until I thought she would beg me to stop. She purred a little and softly said, "That feels so good, do the other one please."

She gently pulled my hands away and sat up pushing me on my back. She leaned up and licked my lips with her tongue. "Now it's your turn," she whispered. She twisted and crawled down until she reached my rock hard cock. She crawled between my legs and pushed them wide apart. She lowered her head and licked the length of my penis as it lay on my lower belly. She did that a bunch of times then picked it up with her fingers and lilted him straight up, pointed at the ceiling. She dropped her hear until her mouth was just above him. She let a large ball of saliva drop on the head and spread the spit with her hand over all of him. She spit another gob of spit on him and started stroking him. Her hands twisted as they moved up and down. 

When her hands were down she slipped her warm wet mouth over him and added to the slipperiness. Her hands moved faster and faster until they were a blur. I yelled for her to slow down or I would cum very soon. "That's what I want my love, I want to make you cum so I can watch it squirt out. I just want to please you my sweet. Her tongue was touching the top of him when he exploded. She caught the first slug across her face. She pulled back giggling. She caught the next shots in her hands and mixed them with the first spurt and rubbed the handful over her face and her breasts.

She jumped from the bed and pulled me with her. "Come on, let me clean you off and get my baby boy ready for bed. As she dried me off she smiled at me and said, "This the way my sweetie deserves to be treated every night. Now let me take you to bed, tuck you in and kiss you Good Night. I'll join you very soon.

I had to be in court in the morning and was gone before Jen got up. I returned to the office about four. Her office door was closed so I went in and talked to my Dad for a little bit. When I came back out her door was open but I didn't see Jen. Martha said she was gone for the day. I went on home and Jen wasn't there. I changed into shorts and a T-shirt and prepped everything for dinner. About six the phone rang and it was Jen, she said she was with a client and not to wait dinner on her she would get a bite at the deli before or after class. I fixed myself a meal and then watched TV for a while. I went to bed about eleven. 

Jen came in about midnight and took a shower and crawled into bed with me. I pretended to be asleep and she kissed my cheek and whispered that she loved me. In the morning I was up and gone again. I was in court all day without even being able to leave for lunch because I was doing two cases that day. We did fine on both of them. I stopped off at the Bar and Grill and saw my dad there and we had a couple of drinks and I went home.




Jennella Ch. 02



I found a note asking why I hadn't called her that day and saying she was going to see Sandy after class and might spend the night. She said a dinner was in the oven for me. I was starting to get pissed. I checked my calendar and found that the coming weekend was an optional Army National Guard meeting for me. I hadn't mentioned it to Jen. I had skipped the last one so I needed to go. I got all my stuff ready to leave in the morning.

I called Trevor and Sandy's number and got a baby sitter.

I decided to drive to Tampa that night instead of leaving at 5 in the morning. I put on my uniform and drove to the college and found Jen's class. The class was taking a break when I got there. I finally found Jen. She was talking to a young man and didn't see me. The man had his arm around her waist.

I went back to the classroom and borrowed some paper from her professor. I wrote her a note. I said I saw her and her friend and didn't want to interrupt her and since she probably wasn't planning on going home to night anyway, not to bother because I wouldn't be there, I was going out of town. 

I handed the note to her professor and asked him to please give it to her.

I drove on to Tampa and got a room. In the morning I reported to the Headquarters and Headquarters Company of the 53rd Infantry Brigade in the new Pinellas Park facility. It was a long and hard weekend. I didn't pull in to the house until 7 Sunday night.

The house was empty and I called Sandy's number. Sandy answered. "Mike where have you been?"

"Sandy I had to go to Tampa with the National Guard, is Jen there?"

"No, we are worried to death. We haven't heard from her. She stayed here Friday night. She was very upset because she was afraid you were pissed off at her. She went off in the morning but was supposed to be back that afternoon. We are real scared for her. Trevor is at the Police headquarters now. He is afraid Jack Hobson grabbed her."

"Has anybody seen him around?"

"Yes, we heard he was in town."

"That may well be, she has been avoiding me for the last four or five days, I guess she took up with him." "Mike, you are crazy, that girl loves you and would die before she would cheat on you. NO FUCKIN' WAY. She wouldn't do that."

"I went to see her at her class Friday night and she was sitting very close to a young guy on the break. He had his arm around her. I just left her a note. Let me call her professor and see if she got it. Call you right back." I called her professor and he said he gave her the note and that she read it and started crying. She left the class early. It didn't make sense to me. I called Sandy back and told her what I had found out. She didn't understand it either. Then she said, "The Edgewood Motel. That's where Jack Hobson always had a room."

"Call Trevor and tell him. I'm headed there myself right now." I heard her say, "No, be careful." But I ran to the den and got out my little S&W Combat Magnum and shoulder holster and armed myself. I took my Mossberg Mod.500 ATP-8S 12 gauge from its case and loaded it with double ought buckshot and was ready to go. I got Trevor's cell phone number from our phone number list by the phone. I punched it in my phone. I held off on hitting the call button until I was on the road. 

He answered and said they were on the way and for me to meet him at the Sheriff's Office Substation on 441. He was there with a Swat Team when I pulled in. He yelled at me. I ran over. The first guy I saw was Tommy Good. He grabbed me and said, "I understand it is your wife."

"Yeah! Caution everyone that she may be with him."

"Are you armed Mike?" "Yes, I sure am." He grinned at me and slapped me on the arm. You still know how to shoot old buddy?" "I qualified on the National Guard Course yesterday. Shot a possible."

"Ok. Hold up your right hand and consider yourself deputized. Don't get me in trouble. Grab one of those POLICE vests over there. We are ready to roll." I ran to my car and came back with the Mossberg and climbed into Tommy's Car with him. Tommy grinned, "Reminds me of the old days, the best pistol shot I ever saw and he grabs a shot gun the first thing." 

"That was because when we were partners I knew you couldn't hit anything and I would have to do it all."

"Hey! Here we are. There is there command post, come on let's find out what is going on."

We walked up to a group of men outside a large motor home festooned with all sorts of antennae. Tommy walked over to a large gray haired man in uniform. He said, "Sheriff, do you remember Mike Murphy?"

I sure do Mike, is that your wife in there?"

"Yes Sir it is. Are you talking to him yet? Is he still in the military?" "Yes, Mike, he is talking to us but not listening to us. He is a deserter as far as we can tell."

"Please let me try to talk to him."

"Smithers, see if we can get the 'perp' on the line, we have someone who wants to talk to him" I explained that I had had a run in with Hobson before.

I was handed a handset. He said, "Hello, who dis. I wanna talks to de big boss out der."

"Hello Jack, this is Jen's husband, we met before, remember."

"Ah remember ya mothafucka, what ya wants." 

"I want my wife back, I am the military man here. You are military. I have jurisdiction. I have two Recon Teams from Camp LeJeune on the way. They'll be here in 45 minutes. If you surrender now the cops get you. Hold out a few minutes more and I get you. I only messed with you a little before. Think about what will happen if my wife is hurt. Your best chance is to come out right now or I will get my hands on you. I am already a little pissed at you. You don't want me real mad. Especially if my wife is hurt."

"Mike I am OK. Let me talk to him for three or four minutes, I love you."

The sheriff looked at me, "That your wife?"

I nodded as tears poured from my eyes. A speaker said, "Mike, are you there?"

"Yes dear, I am here. Go ahead."

"He will come out if you come and get him. He will let me go first."

"He has a deal, come on out; I am walking towards the door." I turned and yelled, "Don't trust him." 

"I held my Mossberg in my hand and walked toward the door. I saw it open a little bit. Then the light inside went out. Shit! I could not see anything now. Then I saw Jen step out. "Hit the deck I screamed." She dropped like a rock and I was by her side in a second. I pulled her back quickly and pushed myself between her and the door. I heard a frightened voice whisper, "Ya out der mista? Tell 'em Ah comin' out wit ma han's up."

"Come on out then. Have both hands in plain view or we will shoot and discuss it later." The police lights concentrated on the door. I felt like we were in a spotlight on stage. I screamed, "Kill all but one light." The lights snapped off one at a time. They were all out and then one came back on. Meanwhile I pushed Jen further back behind me. 

I couldn't see Hobson. I had the Mossberg in one hand aimed at the door. Then I saw a hand holding a M1911 Colt pistol aimed where we were crouched. I pulled the trigger as I saw flame blast from the muzzle of the gun. I felt myself being slammed back. I heard my Jen screaming and everything went black.

I was awakened by the sounds of people softly talking and crying. I tried to look around but couldn't tell what was going on. I yelled, "HEY! Hush up and let a guy get some sleep." But nothing came out. I felt hot wet drops on my face and soft warn lips press against mine. They pulled away. I said, "Please kiss me again, Jen."

I heard her scream, "He's alive."

People poked at me and did all sorts of things to me. They sounded happy, like a party. "Did I fall asleep at a party?" I fell asleep again. When I woke up later I felt much better. Jen was holding my hand tightly. I saw she was watching me. I saw Mom and Dad were there too. I smiled at all of them, "Did I fall asleep again?"

She leaned forward and gently kissed my lips. I tried to reach for her but my arms were restrained. She kissed me again on my lips. She quickly stood and turned away. I watched as she walked to my mother and they hugged and I could see Jen's shoulders heaving and could hear her sobbing. Mom's hands caressed her head and back. I turned a bit and saw my father looking at me. I said, "Dad, am I going to make it? I feel pretty damned sore all over. What is going on?"

"Mike you are doing great now. You took a .45 slug in the chest. Your heart got pretty chewed up by bullet fragments and pieces of bone from your ribs. You had three open-heart surgeries. We almost lost you several times. You are doing just fine now. We haven't been able to get your wife to leave your side since they brought you in here almost two weeks ago. I think she just let go of your hand for the first time in a longtime." 

"Mom, how are you holding up?"

"I feel much better now. I love you son. All of us do."

I said, "I love all of you too! I think I knew Jen was here with me. I woke up and saw her several times and was happy she was here. Jen can you come where I can see you and feel you touch me?" Jen hurried to me and held one of my hands in both of hers. I looked at her carefully. She had dark marks under her eyes. She appeared to be exhausted and worn down. I was worried about her.

"Jennella, dearest Love, you are not taking care of my girl. I can't make it with out you. I need you healthy. Please go get about twenty hours of sleep, have a couple of good meals, then come back and take me home. Will you do that for me?" I looked at my parents, "Both of you look like hell too. You guys go too. I'll be fine. I'm going back to sleep anyhow." I slowly shut my eyes. 

I felt lots better the next time I woke up. I had to pee real badly. Couldn't see how to press the nurse button. So I said. "Hey! I need some help here." A nurse appeared in just seconds. I told her my problem. She got a bedpan and held it for me. When I was through she wiped me and pulled the covers back up. I asked, "Is there any way a guy can get a Whopper, fries and a coke around here?" She laughed, "let me see what we can do. Wait here." And she left. Like how was I going anywhere with IVs in both arms and a cannula in my nose. The nurse was back in a little while. She said, "I know this is not what you wanted but I have a nice bowl of chicken and rice soup. Let me raise the head of you bed a bit and I'll feed you some of this soup."

It did taste good. I finished most of it. She grinned at me, "We are all so happy you are doing better. Everyone here has fallen in love with your sweet wife. She has been your primary care giver as long as you have been here. I don't know how she has managed to keep going so long, except that she loves you so much. Tonight is the first time I have ever come in here on any shift I was working when she was not here holding your hand or doing something for you. She always had a little smile and a cheery word for everyone."

"I sent her home to rest. She looked terrible. So did my parents."

"Yes, they have been here a lot too."

"When do you think I can go home?"

"I do not really know, but I would guess in a couple of day if you promise to take it easy."

"Do you happen to know what happened to Jack Hobson, the guy that shot me?"

"Yes I do, let's just say he won't be able to bother you from where he is now."

"Good, I was worried about him trying to get my wife again. I feel better now. I think I'll rest some now." Three days later I was wheeled out to our BMW and an orderly helped Jen get me in the front seat. She drove me home. I was sure glad to get there. Jen opened my door and I walked slowly into the house. I headed straight for my favorite recliner then changed my mind and sat on the couch. Jen fussed around for a while then asked if I needed anything. "Yes, woman, I sure do. I need my dear wife to come and sit next to me so I can hug her and kiss her to pieces."

"Oh! God, I can do that. I will love that. I have missed being close to you so much."

"Why girl, you didn't seem to miss me before I got shot?"

"What? We were both busy, that's all there was to it." 

"Yeah! I saw how busy you were between your classes. I left you a note that night. Look Jen, I know you think you owe me for getting shot but you don't, just get on with what you want out of life. I am going to be fine. I just ask for a couple of days to get a little strength back and I will be out of your way."

"What are you talking about? You are not going any where."

"When are you leaving me then?"

"Leaving you? Never! I could never do that. Not ever. Why would I do that?" 

"To be with that young guy you were with."

She stared at me, and then her face slowly began to smile.

"Mike Murphy there has never been another man for me since I first met you about three years ago. There will never be another man in my life. That was Toby Jensen; He lived next door for years. He is being sued for thousands of dollars for rape. He says he never did it. I was reading the suit with him trying to figure out what kind of case they had against him. It looks as if there is no evidence against him except her word against his.

"The girl claims to have DNA evidence that the child is his."

"What does she want from him? Does he have any money?" 

"No, he is broke, I think she wants a name on the birth certificate. Other than that I don't know unless she is hiding the name of the real father."

"All of this is well and good, but why did he have his arm around you?"

"What? He never had his arm around me. I do remember him sitting close to me so we could both see the papers, and I do recall being nervous about him being too close to me. I'm sure I would remember if he had put his arm around me because that is when I would have slapped the shit out of him."

"I saw his arm definitely around your hip. I know because it pissed me off." She looked in my eyes, "If it was there I didn't know it. You have to know how much I love you. No other person will ever tough me sexually as long as I live." Tears ran down her face. How do you think I have felt since you got shot? You almost died saving me. I knew I wouldn't be able to go on without you. I have never wanted you to suffer even a scratch over me. I am not worth it. You don't deserve to be hurt. You are good to everyone and you have been like a God from heaven to me."

"Jen, I guess it was my fault. I couldn't get to talk to you for days and I had to go to Tampa for the weekend. I stopped by and I saw you were occupied and I said to hell with it, wrote you a note and left. I was wrong, I didn't trust you enough, but I thought you had been avoiding me for days. I was wrong there too."

"Mike, my dearest Mike, this will never happen again, it was all my fault, no husband should EVER have to wonder where his wife is. I realize that nothing in the world is as important as our communicating with each other and making time for having our special time together every evening even if we only talk. Please forgive me for not being there for you. That is the most important thing I do. I won't fail you again."

I looked in those brown eyes and saw the love. I felt her soft sweet lips press against mine and the troubles were lifted from my shoulders and I was at peace.



Jennella Ch. 03



I was slower recovering from my wounds that we had expected; Jen was like a mother hen. She fussed over me and waited on me hand and foot. I really didn't feel up to going back to work. My Mom and Dad insisted that I take another week off; Jen was behind it I thought. She was rarely out of my sight. I couldn't help watching every move she made. She was so beautiful. Her golden skin and her gold streaked brown hair pulled back in a ponytail was very erotic to me. I wanted her very badly. She wouldn't let me touch her.

I told her I needed her and was so horny I could toot.

She maintained the doctor said I needed two weeks without exertion and she was going to see I rested for another week. I grinned at her, "Sweetie, please take me back to bed, I need to rest." She helped me to the bed and hell, I just grabbed her and dragged her down on the bed with me and pulled her to me.

I held her close and kissed her sweet lips. She tried to pull away saying I would hurt myself. I said, "Hey girl I will hurt myself trying to get you in bed with me. Let me just lay on my back and you do all the work; will that work for you? Or do you want to sleep alone?"

"Oh! Mike, I need you too. You just relax and let me get undressed, then I'll help you strip." She turned and wiggled away from me as she removed her blouse. She dropped it on the chair and reached back and unhooked her bra. She leaned forward and the lacy white cups fell away leaving her beautiful breasts hanging with the brown nipples erect. She cupped her breasts in her hands as she straightened up. Her sexy little smile turned up the heat in my groin area another notch.

She swayed her hips back and forth even as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her skirt and slipped it down to her knees. She dropped her head and looked up at me from under her eyebrows, she winked and stepped out of her skirt. She was sexy looking as hell as she faced me wearing only her panties, stay-up hose and her high-heeled boots. She sat on the side of the bed and unzipped the boots and took them and the hose off. Wearing her tiny white lace panties she rolled on bed and hugged me. Lifting over me she rubbed her nipples over my lips. I tried to slurp a nipple in but she teased me and laughed because I couldn't catch one. Then I was lucky and caught a nipple in my mouth and sucked hard on it. She stopped moving and a big smile grew on her face as she placed both hands on my face and gently moved it between her nipples. I licked and sucked furiously and watched her eyes slowly slip closed. Jen moaned softly, "Ohhhh! That is so nice. I love how that feels. Mmmmmm! So damned good!"

She pulled back and kissed my lips again whispering against my lips that she loved me. Pulling away with a giggle she moved down and pulled my sweatpants and boxers down and off in one swoop. "Oh my! Look, he is happy to see me. Oh! I love him so much I just have to kiss him." She held my penis and rubbed him across her lips and over her face then lifted and rubbed her breasts over him and him over her breasts.

I reached down and grabbed her hips and pulled her up over my face. I could smell her sweet odor and the sent of her arousal. I saw the dampness of her little boy cut panties and pulled the gusset to one side pulling her pussy over my face. Mmmmm! Delicious! Her juices were starting to flow now. Wow! Ambrosia! Her pussy always tastes and smells of vanilla and I knew she always spritzed a little mixture of vanilla and water inside herself so she tasted good for me. I lapped and slurped until she started to shiver and shake in her joy. I rolled my tongue into a tube around her clit slipped it up and down. She really loved that. She shook so hard I had trouble keeping my tongue in contact with her clitoris. 

When my mouth was clear I slipped two fingers in her vagina and pumped them in and out. When my mouth neared my fingers I removed them and reinserted them the instant the way was clear. She loves for me to play in her pussy with my fingers.

I moved away from her clitty, I think too much stimulation of the clit detracts from the overall feeling she receives from oral manipulation of the whole vaginal area by the tongue and lips. Jen and I do find that a steady suction on the clitoris for a few minutes makes her much more sensitive there. I ran my tongue inside her love passage and tried to touch every place I could reach. Jen began rotating her hips so that my tongue swabbed the area between the rectum and above the clit. She loves to do that and I keep my tongue flat so she gets the most coverage. 

She shook herself and smiled as she looked down at me. "I love you so damned much I just have to, no, need to eat you now. I need your lovely cock in my mouth right now."

She slithered all the way down my body and between my legs. I pulled a pillow behind my head so I could watch her. She looked up and smiled lovingly at me as she slipped her sweet warm wet lips slowly down over my throbbing pulsing cock. She could tell I was right on the edge and she just held her head in place and moved her tongue and pulsed her lips gently caressing the crown of my cock. I quickly grabbed her head and held it still. Oh, but she was good. After a few minutes I let her go and she was back at it again. In only a second or two I was back on the edge. I told her I wanted to cum inside her. She moved up to straddle me and slip me inside her. She was wet and hot and tight. She just rippled her pussy muscles for a minute or two.

Then Jen slowly rose up to the tip of my cock. She dropped back down hard and fast, slapping into my pelvis. She pounded on me for a short time when I yelled and spurted up inside her pussy. I thought I would never quit spurting up into her. She fell down alongside my body and snuggled up to me softly purring. I put my arms around her and held her tight. I told her I loved her more than I loved life it's self. She raised her beautiful face and sobbed that she knew that, I had proved it.

I had the first good nights sleep since they took me off the serious dope. My lovely sweet wife was responsible for that and I told her she was. That brought a tear to the corner of her eyes. She said, "I'll be back with coffee in just a minute." I was feeling pretty good so I pulled on some shorts and a T-shirt and followed her to the kitchen. I heard her talking as I neared the door. I paused and listened. I heard her say, "Honey I can never repay what I owe that man. I owe him my life above all else. He is my life. He is sweet, caring and loveable. All that and I would leave him in a second for you."

Then she evidently turned her back and I was unable to hear what she said next. I had heard enough. I turned around and struggled back to bed. All my strength was gone.

I heard her coming down the hall and I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I heard her put and smelled the coffee on the bed table. 

I waited until I heard her again. She was dressing. I watched her get dressed. I said, "Jen, where are you going girl?" 

"I'm going to the office, I'll be back soon. Can I get something for you before I go or do you need me to pick up anything for you while I am out?"

"Do you have a minute or two before you go or are you meeting someone?

"I have a few minutes."

"Jennella, are things all right between you and I? I feel things have changed. I don't like the vibes I am getting from you. If there is somewhere you would rather be, you can just go. Do not let me hold you back; I just want you to be happy. Do what makes you happy. I'll get by."

"Mike, what are you talking about?"

"I'm sorry but I was going to get coffee and I heard you tell someone you owed me a lot but you would leave me in a second for them. I don't want you to be here out gratitude or pity. Please just go."

She stared at me for a few minutes. "Would it be OK if I brought my friend here for a few minutes, I want you to meet him and understand how I feel about him. I will never leave you for him. You need someone to care for you; he already has someone. I'll be back in about an hour and we can get to know each other." She leaned over and gave me a sweet kiss and left. She was back in second with a warm sweet roll on a plate. She smiled at me and left. 

I racked my brains and came up with nothing. I got up and shaved and got dressed. I put on slacks and a sports shirt with loafers. I sat in the den and looked at TV. I heard the garage door open and Jen yelled to find me. I stood up, steadied myself, and walked out to see Jen and Tommy, her little nephew standing in the living room.

I looked at her and asked, "Is this who you would leave me for?"

"Yes, in a second."

I looked at Tommy, "Tommy are you trying to steal my wife from me?"

He grinned and nodded his head. "Yes I am, I love aunt Jen."

"I love her too. Shall we fight for her? I am still pretty weak, how about we just share her for today. OK?"

"Ok Uncle Mike, I guess we can share, Mommy says I should share better."

"Thank you Tommy 'cause I need her too! I need her a lot." Jen walked to me and said, "Tommy I need Mike a lot too." She placed her hands on my face and kissed me gently, her sweet tongue snaking between my lips. Tommy yanked on my arm, "Can I put on the Cartoons if you guys are going to kiss all the time." 

I smiled at him and said, "Let me put them on for you. Sometimes I just can't help it your Aunt Jen is a very nice kisser."

"I know, I like her kisses too."

"I guess I'm not a very good sharer."

"That's OK, I'll get one later."

Jen smiled softly at me, "Mike, I love you and I thank my Lord every day for you. Please just ask if you don't understand what is going on, OK"

"I did ask, it was a hour before I got an answer. A damned miserable hour too!"

"Oh! I didn't think, I let you wonder didn't I. That was wrong, I'll just answer next time." She kissed me again. "I was mean to you wasn't I? I apologize; Sandy called and asked if I could watch her sweetie wile I watched mine and I said I could. Is it alright with you?"

"Sure, I'll go sit and watch the cultural shows with him."

She pulled me to her and whispered in my ear, "I love you so much I wish I could just wallow around in you, does that make sense?"

"It does to me!"

We sat and talked quietly. Tommy fell sleep and Jen put a pillow under his head and covered him with a light quilt.

I asked her about Toby Jenson, if she had learned anything more about his case.

"Dear, it is Toby JenSEN! not SON. We haven't learned much more."

"When you have a chance run his accuser through the crime and sex offenders data base. Call Lieutenant Tommy Good in the Sheriffs Department. Ask him to check her out as a favor to me. Have him run Toby too. Got it?"

"Yes boss! I sure do."

"OH! Have him run the national data base too." 

"Now one more very important thing."

"Yes Sir, what?"

"Kiss me, please kiss me."

"That I will do first. Mmmmmmmm, Oh yes, ummmmmum! 

"Wonderful. She whispered, "Oh my, you are hard as a rock."

I grinned at her, "Shhhhhhhh!" I pointed to Tommy. She smiled and kissed me again. We heard a knock at the door and Jennella jumped up and ran to let Sandy in. Jen put a finger over her mouth and led her in to see Tommy sound asleep. Sandy kissed me softly on my lips. She looked at Jen and asked if we had a beer. Jen ran and got her one. Jen brought another beer and gave me a sip; she took a sip too. We shared the whole beer. Sandy got down on her knees and crawled to me. She kissed me again. "Mike, you are my hero, I will always love you, Trevor too! You saved Jen's life. You jumped in front of her bullet. Do you know how brave that is?" Trev and I prayed for you over and over. WE would have died if something had happened to Jennella. I'll tell you one thing, Trevor Davis thinks you are Superman, he will do anything for you."

"Hey, I had to save Jen, think about how long it would take me to find and train another girl like her."

Jen just smiled at me, "I am with Trevor. Mike is my hero too." 

There was another knock on the door and Jen let my Mom and Dad in. They greeted and hugged Sandy. Jen said, "All right! Two more members of the Mike Murphy fan club. He says he is not a hero; do you guys want your votes counted?

My Dad grinned, "What is the score now?"

"Two to zero", said my wife.

Mom said, "make that four to zip."

There was another knock on the door. Jen let in Trevor and six more people from the office. Sandy said they all had to vote too, she explained. Then she said, "Everyone who thinks Mike is a hero say yea, those who don't say nay." There were six yea's and one nay from Trevor. 

Sandy stared at him, "What?"

Trevor said, "I don't think he is, I know he is."

Sandy laughed. "Mike says the only reason he did it was because it was her turn to do the dishes."

"Wrong!" I shouted, "She promised to give me a little that night, I was gonna get lucky." 

Little Tommy said, "Why was you gonna get lucky Unka Mike?"

"Ah! Er! Because Aunt Jen said so, OK?"

"Yeah, hi! Daddy and Momma"

My Dad laughed, "See how even a skilled attorney falls apart under a sharp cross examination."

We all laughed.

Jen fixed drinks for everyone except me. She kissed me and said alcohol wasn't good for me while I was on antibiotics. I started to object until my mother said, "You hush Mike, do as your sweet wife says." I pouted and kept my mouth shut. After about an hour everyone left to go home. Jen cuddled up to me and kissed me. I loved it. She asked what I wanted for dinner. I said, "Just you, Dearest." She said, "that is desert sweetie. It is a little chocolaty."

"You know I love my chocolate desert." We ended getting Chinese take-out.

After dinner I asked her to set and talk to me a little. She sat close to me and held my hand. She looked at me, a little apprehensively I thought. She said, "I think I know what you want to know."

"I am not really sure I want or need to know everything."

"I will tell you anything and everything. I am ashamed about nothing. I assume you are asking about what happened when I was with Jack Hobson for those two days."

"Yes, I would like a few answers."

"Would you be satisfied if I told you that I did what I had to do to stay alive? I was medically treated after you rescued me. I provided the police with a complete narrative of what happened. I can get you a copy. I have no trace of being with him except mental; I am disease free. I only thought of how much I loved you and wanted to live to be with you again. That gave me the strength to get through it.

"Were you ever in contact with him after we were married?"

"No."

I saw the tears run down her golden cheeks. "Jennella Murphy, you just told me everything I need or want to know about the incident. My heart goes out to you for what you went through. I pray to God I can help you recover from your trauma. I love you with all my heart." 

"Oh! Mikey! I have never loved anyone but you since eighth grade. I did have a crush on Sammy Snider then but he was thirty years old. Oh! I guess I kinda liked Denzel Washington a lot too. I have belonged to you since the first day I met you." 

"Jen, Girl, I am so lucky to have you. Will you take me to bed?"

"Only if you promise you will let me do everything and that you will not exert yourself." 

"You drive a hard bargain, but I promise."

When we were settled in bed I began a detailed exploration of her body, I told her I was taking a complete inventory to be sure nothing was missing. I slowly and gently touched with my fingertips and then kissed and licked every square inch. There were a few places I missed because there were some places she must have thought something was missing because she had me spend a lot of time checking them out. I was surprised by how much she liked her armpits, fingers, and toes checked out. She seemed to be absolutely certain that part of her vaginal area was gone, I checked it over and over and she still wanted it examined again and again.

Finally she pulled me up beside her. She kissed me tenderly. "Dear husband, that was wonderful. I have never in my whole life felt so loved and adored. I can't believe how many sweet little orgasms you gave me with your dear mouth. You gave me only one real thunderous boomer, but a zillion that were oh so nice! I don't think I have a tingle left in my body. I know Shauna would pay a thousand dollars for a check out like that. She would pay ten thousand for the second one."

"They are not for sale, rent or loan. They are exclusively for Jennella Murphy, my Queen and Mistress."

"Oh Mikey, that is so sweet. Now you have me crying. I love you so much. Let me cuddle and snuggle with you. I feel so totally relaxed and content I just want you to absorb me into your body and have our bodies and souls merge and be one."

"I know!"

"I need to examine you in a minute, let me revel in my ecstasy and euphoria while I plan how I will do you."

It didn't happen that night, we both fell asleep. 

I walked in the kitchen in the morning and saw Jen wearing a business suit. She looked stunning. I never got over how beautiful she was. Perfectly groomed and coiffured.

She turned and saw me and rushed to me. 

"Mike last night was absolute heaven, what did I ever do to deserve the most wonderful and talented lover in the whole world?" You just keep me so damned happy, I want to just scream with joy."

I know I grinned in her praise and I kissed her gently on her cheek so I wouldn't mess up her makeup. She asked if I were going to be OK for a couple hours. She said she would bring a lunch for us.

"I don't want to leave you. I really do need to get a few things done at the office." 

I watched Fox and Friends for a while and had dozed off when the phone rang. It was Sandy, "What did you do to Jen?"

"What do you mean, she seemed happy when she left here this morning?"

"Oh! NO! She was thrilled to death over whatever you did to her last night. She wouldn't tell me exactly what you did but she really loved it. I have never heard her so excited, not even after your first time together. She said that was by way, way far her best ever. She told me today she couldn't even think about it without getting her panties soaked. That is a powerful thing for Jen to say. I just want to say that I love you for pleasing her so much. She really deserves it. She has had a rough life. Do it for her about once a month and she will never stop grinning. Thank you again Sweetie, I am so happy for her. Only one thing though!"

"What is that?"

"I would sure love to hear what she tells Shauna!"

"She already threatened to rent me out to her."

"Right, like she wouldn't kill any woman who touched you. No way that will happen. Bye, Mike, you are the second best man in the world, you are inching up though!"

Jen came through the garage door like a hurricane, full of energy, excitement and happiness. She put her packages on the counter and hurried to hug and kiss me. Wow! She was really wound up. 

"Baby, take it easy, relax here by me for a moment and tell me why you are so excited."

"Mike I am still in awe of what you did to me last night. I have been thinking about how to love you tonight. I can hardly wait."

"Did you get some pointers from Shauna?"

She giggled, "Yes I did, I don't think I can do most of them though. I think the best thing she told me was to just do everything I thought of and if you liked it just keep on doing it. Just hold me and I'll calm down pretty soon. I got us a couple of nice salads for lunch. Mmmmm. Your arms feel so good around me. I love you so much. Let me go take off my suit and my heels, I'll be right back."

She came back in her little beige lace panty and bra set. She set us up a couple TV trays and put the salads on them. She had a lobster salad for each of us. I couldn't do my salad justice. I couldn't take my eyes off my wife. I loved the way her breasts moved in her bra as she moved to eat. Jen was really beautiful. Her little smiles thrilled and disconcerted me so I spilled my food and made a mess.




Jennella Ch. 03



She gently scolded me for spilling my food. I told her why I was spilling my food and told me I was very sweet for watching her and that she loved to watch me too

I began laying plans to lure her into our bed for a nap after lunch. I told her I needed a nap but that I would rather stay up and be with her. She smiled sweetly and said, "What If I come to bed with you and we nap together.

"Hey! Great idea, why didn't I think of that? Let's do it." 

I must have been more tired than I thought because I kissed her and cuddled her and fell asleep.

When I awoke I was alone in bed. I got up and found her working at the kitchen table. She was working on some case files. I kissed the back of her neck and said, "Guess who?"

She giggled and said, "Joe? Frank? Tommy? Wolfgang?"

"Wolfgang?"

She giggled and twisted around and kissed my lips. "I love only my hubby."

"Which one?"

"This one." She reached between my legs and grabbed my package. She didn't squeeze hard, just enough to get my attention. I noticed her notes on the table. I caught the name Toby Jensen.

I told her I saw the name and asked if she had any more information.

She said, "Not yet. Lt. Good told me to call back about four. I can't wait to see what he finds out. We have a couple more hours to wait."

I picked up another of her cases. It was pretty straightforward. She had completed it perfectly and had only to file a motion for a declaration of default, because the husband hadn't replied to the initial filing, and a request for a court date. I would bet she hadn't spent fifteen minutes total on the case. If she had enough cases she would be making good money. If she could do that every hour she would gross $400 an hour She would clear $250 of that herself. When she wasn't busy I let her handle cases for me if they weren't too complicated. She was damned good. Sometimes I felt it took me longer to check her work than it took her to do it. If I just had her fill in forms for me it was a revelation. She could read a rough note with the essentials of information regarding the case and fill out a form with the husband's and wife's and their four children's vital information such as date and place of birth, education, previous addresses, work history and all that data. She never appeared to refer back to the notes. She just typed it on the form. I had never seen anything like it. I never found an error when she did that.

Now you could tell her something and she wasn't near as good unless she wrote it down. I was sitting looking over her work when the phone rang. Jen picked it up and looked at me, "Hi! Lieutenant Good, he is doing much better. I think he will be back to work next week. He is not a good patient. He wants to play all the time." She was quiet for a moment and blushed. "Yes, that is exactly his problem. I love it too." She listened and wrote on a pad in shorthand. He must have been talking fast. She was filling the page rapidly. Then she said, "Thank you so much, I'll give the information to Mike. No, I wrote it all down as you told me. Yes I take shorthand. No, you weren't too fast. Why thank you very much. Do you want to talk to him he is sitting right here. I'll do that with pleasure. Goodbye."

She leaned over and gave me a nice kiss. "That was from Lt. Good. He seems to like you a lot." 

"Yeah, he and I were partners when I was a Deputy. We were great buddies; we watched each other's backs. He trained me and even after I got my own car we tried to stay near each other so we could cover one another. He used to work nights and slow days and let me park some place out of sight to study my law books. He's a damned good friend. 

"Honey, why don't we have he and his wife over for dinner one evening?"

"He caught his wife cheating on him several years ago. She left him and took his two kids and married the guy she was cheating with. She moved to the West Coast. He sees his kids about once a year. Mom had me ask him to dinner a hundred times and he always had an excuse. I don't think he has had a date since she left him. I think he is afraid he will get hurt again."

"That makes me want to cry. Ask him anyway."

"I will ask, that's all I can do."

"That makes me feel bad, we have never had any of your friends over, just mine, are you ashamed of me?"

"Do you remember what I said I would do if I heard you run yourself down again?"

"Was that when you threatened to pull my little panties down and spank me?"

"Mmmmm! Yes it sure was. I am trying to decide if what you just said was enough to rate that kind of punishment.

"Yes, oh yes, it was real bad. Wasn't it?"

"Let me think about it while you tell me what else Tommy Good said."

"Oh! He said Toby Jensen is a deserter from the same unit as Jack Hobson. Three other members of the same unit are AWOL also. I have the unit number and stuff if you want it."

"No it wouldn't help me any. It does make you think. Did he tell you when they went AWOL?"

"Yes, They went AWOL about three days after Jack died. Toby left the same time Jack did."

"I think Toby was setting you up for Jack. Did you ever see them together, or did Jack ever mention Toby? I wonder if they are looking to get revenge for Jack?"

"No never. It would seem to make since though, but I have trouble buying that; Jack was never a guy to earn much loyalty. He was too much of a back stabber. I suspect they have another reason. I don't think Jack deserted and came back here to just grab me. He never cared anything about me, I was just his slut."

"Careful, I think that qualifies as running yourself down."

"Bullshit, that is how he thought of me. He told me a hundred times he did. No, there was another reason he grabbed me."

"I think you are right. It has to be something or someone connected to you in some way. Someone or something you are linked to that is or knows something of great value. Did he question you about anything you knew?"

"No! The only thing he ever asked about was you."

"Me? What did he want to know about me?"

"Lots of stuff, were you really in the Marines Force Recon? Were you ever in Iraq? Where? Stuff like that. Most of it I didn't know and couldn't answer. It seemed as if he asked the same questions over and over."

"I am beginning to have a glimmering of an idea. Get Tommy Good over here as soon as possible. She ran and got her note pad with all the info on it and she dialed a number, "Lieutenant Good? Mike Murphy wishes to speak to you." I took the phone.

"I think I have a clue about what is going on. Can you get over here right away; they may try to hit us soon. I hope they think I am too sick to be interrogated. I suspect they may have a watch on our house to try and find out my condition. Like I said I don't think they will hit while I am hurt. I probably wouldn't last too long under the sort of interrogation they use." I looked at Jen, "Get my shotgun out of the closet, my pistol too."

I checked the loads on each weapon. They were fine. About an hour later there was the sound of a siren slowing to a stop out front followed by a knock on the door Jen turned on the porch light and asked who it was. The answer was EMT Tec Tommy Good. She opened the door and three or four men rushed in and Jen shut the door behind them. Tommy Good grinned at me. How do you like this idea? We will take you out on a gurney and put you in the ambulance and take you off. We have another ambulance waiting a couple miles down the road. When we get to them we will turn off and they will go on to the hospital. We have a safe place to take you."

"Hey Tommy, You look nice in your white outfit. Sounds good to me. Tommy this is my wife Jennella, did you meet before?"

"Yes we did but it was even worse conditions and we were under a lot of stress thinking you were dieing. She looks a lot better tonight. Now I see why you married her, although why she has anything to do with you is a mystery."

I felt obligated to flip him off.

They loaded me up on the gurney and rigged an IV. They rushed us out the door. Jen went with us. After the switch with the other ambulance we pulled into a garage and switched to a SUV. In five more minutes we entered another garage and took an elevator to a nice apartment. We sat down around a table. Jen pulled a chair against mine and held my arm tightly. 

Tommy smiled at Jen, "Hang on to him, he is the best."

Jen shed a tear and said, "I know!"

I said, "Let me tell you a story. During the battle for Baghdad one of my JAG unit's duties was to take custody of seized artifacts and other valuable properties. We took possession of a lot of things and took possession of a warehouse and put it all in there under armed guard and sealed the doors. A Colonel on the Generals Staff and I sealed the doors with tamperproof seals. Several weeks later we inventoried everything and sent 75 million Dollars American back to the States in the original 15 aluminum cases.

The problem was that we had originally checked in 100 million dollars in 20 cases. We were never able to discover where the problem was. We could find no more cases. No one had access to the building. There was a huge stink. Eventually it was determined to be an error in the original count. I never believed that. Someone stole it. My idea now is that someone believed I was the person that had the extra 25 million dollars American."

Jen looked at Tommy, "Wow! He sure looks a lot more handsome now doesn't he?"

"Naw! Both of us know he would never do that, do you think he might split it with us?" he snickered.

"Hey, I know it is a wild story, I am wondering how high this goes. The average GI doesn't have access to those records."

Jen looked puzzled, "I think Mike is right, Jack Hobson would never have been able to work out a plan like this. He wouldn't have the knowledge to put it together even if heard the story of the missing money. Jack's idea of a complicated gig was a smash and grab where they threw a brick through a jewelry store window and grabbing what they could reach and then ran like hell. Mike's right."

"Mike, who can we trust in the military or the intelligence community to investigate this situation." Asked Jen.

"I think we need to be careful. They are using military people to do the dirty work. I think we need to be very careful or we will alert the bad guys that we are on to them. They have to have sources in military intelligence."

"Exactly and they have to have very close contact with the Army grunts too. I looked at Tommy, "I think we need to know the units Hobson, and Toby Jensen are in."

"I have that info at the office, they are in the same unit. I have the names of the other three guys from that same unit who are AWOL too."

Jen said, "I have all that here on my pad. We need to find out if anyone else from that unit is AWOL or took leave about that time. They may have more assets here than we know."

I told her I could get that information if I had my National Guard laptop computer. That information was all on the unit daybook on the Military Computer Net. I could do that with my NG computer.

Tommy said he would send some one to get it. I suggested he send at least four people. I told him where the computer was located in my den.

In an hour and a half the computer was back in my hands. I booted it up and went to the Military Net. I clicked on to the United States Army Unit Daybook site and typed in the unit designator. I checked the leave and AOL /AWOL roles.

There were about ten men absent in various categories. The commanding officer of the regiment was on leave. He was the Staff Colonel who had been my boss in Iraq. I stared at Jen and Tommy. "This has to be the link. The Staff Colonel from Iraq commands the unit all our suspects belong to. He has to be the link."

"Why would he suspect you?" asked Jen.

"I have no clue except that I guess he knows he didn't do it so he reasons that I was the only other person who had access to the warehouse. Makes sense except I know I didn't do it."

"Then somebody else stole the 25 mil."

"Right." I said.

Jen looked at me. "Maybe not. Was one of you on duty when the workers brought stuff in or out?"

"No, not exactly, we sat on either side of the door and separately checked every item in or out. Then after we locked up we traded lists and cross checked with each other."

"Then the cases of money had to be still there when you left, right?"

"Possible! We never ran an internal inventory. They were all in one area in a separate room. Someone could have moved them and disguised them. Then waited until he could gain access to the warehouse. It would almost have to be an Iraqi workman who would be around long enough to figure out how to get the money out of the warehouse. We were rotated out of there about six months after the money was checked in. That was almost fifteen months ago."

Jen grinned, "I say it is still there in the Warehouse."

"Damned, I would sure love to go look for it."

Jen slapped her hand on the table and startled Tommy and I. "No fuckin' way. You aren't going anywhere without me Mike, if you want me to be here when you get back." I watched as tears grew in her eyes. 

"Well Jen, I am going to do what I have to do. That is how I am. I love you with all my heart and soul. I guess if you don't want to be here that is what you have to do. You don't have to wait, just do it now."

She looked stunned. She teared up and started to cry. It was all I could do to sit and watch her weep. I wanted my arms around her.

She sniffled and looked up at me. "I'm sorry, I was wrong, you have done more for me already than I deserve. I could never leave you. I just get scared when you talk about going to Iraq. I don't know how I could bear for you to be over there and not know how you are."

"Why would you feel that way?"

"Because it is dangerous over there, you could be hurt or worse."

"Sweetheart that is exactly why I don't want to take the love of my life over there. Do you understand? Would you take me into danger if you didn't have to?"

"No! I wouldn't."

"One other thing, you are going to be too busy to go anywhere."

"Doing what? I can get off for a while."

"Well babe, it was supposed to be a surprise for you. I got your graduation date set up for Friday; you will graduate three months early. All your professors signed off on you as having completed their courses. Now you will have one week to study for the Bar Exam. I got you signed up for that. Then all you have to do is wait another month until the next MPRE test. If you pass everything you will be a full-fledged attorney." Her jaw dropped as she stared at me.

"Wha. How? When? Mikey when did you do all that?"

"I've been working on it for months. I wanted to tell you a couple of weeks ago but it sort of got pushed onto a back burner."

"Mike I adore you for doing that for me. I know I can do it if you believe in me. But getting your name cleared of suspicion and getting the guys off our backs is more important than anything else.

Tommy laughed, "Do you guys fight like that all the time?"

We looked at each other. I said, "Actually I think that was our first fight. Were we terrible? I hope I didn't act too badly."

"If that was a fight, both of you get real low marks for fighting skills. Hell, I had love sessions with my ex that were fiercer than that. I have never seen too people so much in love. Isn't the Bar Exam a big deal?"

I answered, "It sure is but I know Jen can do it and probably ace it. She has been taking the practice tests for months. I have graded them for her and she has never missed but one question and the published answer to that one was wrong. She was right! I have every confidence in the world that she can do it. I need to tell you that she took a course from me for a year and never missed a question. HELL! I KNOW damned well she can pass it."

"Well, Jenella girl, I for one know you are going to be a wonderful lawyer." Said Tommy.

I laughed, "She is going to put the fear of God in some of these hot-shot attorneys when they go against her. They will see her beauty and innocence and go for her throat. What they don't know is that she knows the law better than they do. She reads all my Law Reviews and knows every Florida State Law book backwards and forwards."

Tommy grinned at me, "Then she knows the Law better than you do."

I looked back at him, "I think that is absolutely true."

Jen pulled me to face her, "That is not so. You are the very best and I know it. You have taught me most of what I know. I still have a tremendous amount to learn from you on the everyday practical side of being a lawyer. I wouldn't know how to even get ready to go to court."

"You may be right about that, but I can teach you all that in a week of having you follow me around. I looked at Tommy and said, "You know she has a secrete weapon don't you?"

Tommy said, "I don't know what you mean."

"Tom, do you have that pad she showed us of the info you gave her over the phone?"

"Yeah, I've got it right here."

"Jen, tell him what's on the first page, start at the top." I watched his face as she told him word for word exactly what was on the pad, addresses, complicated unit numbers and all. It was perfect. He grinned, "Does she ever forget it?" 

"Not that I have seen, once she read back from a nursery story she read when she was a child."

"No wonder you are not worried about her taking a test."

"She is really incredible, she has beauty and brains both. She is also sweet, caring, honest and true. Tommy I can't begin to tell you how much I love this girl. She is my life."

Jen smiled softly at me, "I feel the same about him. I have admired him since the first day I met him. I think I fell in love with him either that day or the next day. I never thought we would ever get together. It just shows you, prayer does work if you pray hard enough."

"Jeese! You guys are gonna make me throw up with all this mushy stuff."

I grinned at Tom, "Old buddy you are just jealous. You will find the right one some day."

"Hey! I am not looking any more. Not till I leave the job. Being a Cop is death on relationships."

"If the right one comes along, quit the job and grab the gal!"

"Hey! Mike, I only have a couple of years until I'm eligible for retirement."

My laptop said, "You have mail."

It was a message from the Secretary of Defense authorizing thirty days of active duty, with Rank of LCOL. Effective in one week, Priority one travel, quarters and meals. Use of one civilian secretary, aide or assistant was also authorized at the rank of GS-8 with appropriate pay and travel."

"Hell, they called my bluff. Well Jen, if you want to go you can. I'll have to request another week's delay. I'll say I need the time to fully recover from gunshot wounds acquired in the line of duty."

"Really, I can go?"

"That is what they said. I am authorized a sexetary." 

"Oh! I can do that for you, any way you spell it."

Three days later the Army swept through the town and arrested and took into custody a dozen soldiers. Information about the captures was very sketchy, no names or ranks were released.

Jen and I were permitted to go home and were really happy to be there. We had Tommy and Trevor and Sandy over for a BBQ. We also invited a friend of Jen's who had lost her husband in Iraq two years ago and was just starting to socialize a little. Her name was Ida Parker. Jen said she really wasn't ready to date again. She turned out to be a very lovely and intelligent woman. Ida and Tommy hit it off right away and really enjoyed talking together. They tried to act uninterested in each other but it was obvious there was a strong attraction. After the evening was over and everyone was gone Tom looked at Jen and I and thanked us. Then he said, "You know I didn't realize how lonely I have been until Ida left tonight." Jen and I sent him on his way and grinned at each other. Jen said, "Should I call and see what her reaction is?"




Jennella Ch. 03



"Why not?" She dialed a number and listened a minute and hung up. She dialed another number and hung up. She smiled, "Both their numbers are busy. Coincidence?"

"I don't think so. I am going to lock up now. Then I plan on luring you to the bedroom on some pretext or another and then having my way with you."

"OH! No! You wouldn't do that would you?"

"Yep!"

"What subterfuge are you going to use?"

"I think I'll ask you to help me get my cummerbund off."

"You are not wearing one with your cut-off jeans."

"Oh! Then would you help me with the buttons on my fly?"

"Your shorts have a zipper."

"OH! Would you like to fuck?"

"You bet your sweet ass I would. Get naked, now!"

She was gorgeous as she slipped out of her clothes. She wiggled her hips as she shimmied out of her shorts. She had cute little pale blue lace panties on. Jen straightened and reached behind her and unfastened her halter top and let it fall forward baring her beautiful breasts and the perky brown nipples. The panties were worked carefully down over her hips revealing the little tuft of golden brown pubic hair trimmed in a heart shape.

She pushed me on my back and straddled my hips. She leaned forward and kissed me deeply. She caressed my face with both hands while she kissed it everywhere. She straightened up and slid further towards my knees. She leaned forward again and placed feather light kisses on the scars on my chest. I felt the hot tears too. 

She shook herself and slithered back up my body like a snake. Her nipples caused tingles to zap right to my cock when they dragged over my skin. Instant erection. Big time. She laughed and turned and assaulted him. Both little hands grabbed him and held him pointed straight up. She threw a leg across my chest and took my cock in her mouth. She scooted her self back towards my face until her sweet pussy was pressed wetly against my lips and nose. Her odor was heavenly, a slightly musky with a hint of vanilla. What could I do? I opened my mouth and gently ran my tongue around her clit and then up and into her vagina. She squealed in delight and jerked when my tongue slipped into her little puckered rectum. It didn't go in far but she pressed back against my tongue very hard. I caressed her lovely ass with both hands now. Squeezing and spreading the globes. I slipped my fingers into her wet pussy and put the slippery juices around her rectum. I tapped softly on the little brown puckered area and gently inserted my middle finger. It was very tight. I whispered for her to trust me and just relax. I told her I knew it was a hard thing to teach herself to do. I could actually feel the sphincter relax and let the finger inch it's way in. She sighed and said it felt good. I slipped the finger in and out. She was purring now. I pulled the finger out and picked up some more of her juices and gently pushed two fingers inside her. It was tight at first then she relaxed again and I praised her for being able to trust me and relax. I asked if she were OK with what I was doing. She surprised me by saying, "Oh, yes I love the way that feels. It feels really nice." I asked if she thought she could take another finger. She said she was sure she could. The third finger went in nicely and I started to rotate and spread my fingers and worked them in and out. 

I said, "Jen, baby let's turn you over on your back." I placed a pillow under her hips. I got the little bottle of K-Y lube out of the bed stand and dribbled some into her slightly open anus. I squeezed some on the palm of my hand and applied it to my rigid cock. I pressed the head of my penis against her anus and told her to trust me and relax. I pressed forward and felt the spongy head slip halfway in. She was still very tight. I leaned forward and kissed her wetly. She watched me slip my cock up and down her pussy and then press him back against her ass hole. I looked into her eyes, "I won't hurt you my love, relax and you will love it." Suddenly the sphincter relaxed enough for the whole head to slip right inside her. I was half way in. Her eyes widened as I slid a bit further in and then back most of the way out. Jen smiled and moaned a little, I asked if I should take it out. 

"You better not, it is feeling better and better. Go in more."

I gently slipped all the way in until my balls were against her ass. She grinned at me. "I like it, I really do, it gets better and better. Go faster." She smiled, "Yes! That is really good. I love your cock in my ass. Boy do I love that. I thought I would hate it but we are going to do this a lot. Yes we are. Is it good for you too, honey?"

I smiled at my sweet baby and said, "Try tightening up just slightly. Oh! That feels so good; now release the pressure. Yes, perfect. Yes just like that, vary the pressure. Wow! I love it. I am going to cum soon. How about you?"

"Sweetie! I have been cumming continuously now for five minutes or more. Just keep going; this is heavenly, it's not better, just different. It feels better as we go on."

I could hold off no longer and spurted cum into her ass. Now it was real slippery and it got slipperier with each spurt of cum. She was screaming, "Faster, harder, yes, Oh my! Yes! I started to pull out and she grabbed my hips, "No! Stay until you get soft. I love how we feel so connected. So joined together. I never knew it could be this good. Wow! You teach me everything." My cock slipped out and her legs moved down. She put her hands on my face and pulled me up for a kiss. "You make me feel so damned good. How did I ever live without you?"

I lifted my head and looked into her eyes, "Darling, I never really lived or loved until we got together. Now I am alive."

"YES! Exactly! Hold me and cuddle me for a minute then we need to shower. Oops! I can feel you wonderful cum leaking out of my ass now. Let's go!"

I held her in place and lifted her legs and cleaned up the leakage with my mouth. 

She moaned and sighed, "I can't believe you just did that. It felt good, did it taste nasty?"

"No, not at all. You were very clean. It was your fluids mixed with my fluids, what can be so bad about that?"

"I never thought about it that way. I love you enough to do that. No problem."

We showered and got ready for bed. We kissed and she rolled against me and put her head on my shoulder. "You gave me many wonderful gifts today my love." She said as her hand caressed my chest. "You told me about my graduation and the tests. I thought it would be almost another year before I took the Bar exam. Then I found out I am going to Iraq with you. And last but certainly not least, you taught me about anal love; that was unbelievable. I never imagined it could be that erotic. What will I wear?"

"What?"

"What will I wear on our trip?"

"Take some business clothes. Jeans and tops with a jacket to travel in and a cocktail dress or two, they don't take up much space. We will get our cammies when we get there if we need them. We will want to wear what is being used there now so that we don't stand out. Take several sets of undies, you can wash them out if you need to. 

Take shoes you can wear with several outfits. We will get you GI boots there too. We will play it by ear when we get there, hopefully we will only be there a day or two at the most, it is not a healthy place to sightsee."

Two weeks later we were in Washington, D.C. at the Pentagon. I was in uniform and Jen wore a navy pinstriped suit with high heels and stockings. We were given a briefing on the situation in Iraq. Nothing had been found. The whole group who were after us were still in custody and were talking a lot. The Colonel was in deep trouble.

Jen and I were taken to meet Secretary Rumsfeld and General Pace, Chief of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. I introduced Jen as Jennella Murphy, my secretary. The Secretary smiled at her, "Are you related to the Colonel?"

"Yes, Sir, he is my husband."

General Page smiled and said, "You are a brave man taking her to Iraq, Colonel."

"Not near as brave as I would have to be if I tried to go with out her. She told me if I went, she went. You try and talk her out of it, Sir." Jen grabbed my arm and held it tightly, she said, "Mr. Secretary, General, this man jumped in front of me and took a .45 caliber bullet in the heart a month or so ago. He was in critical condition for weeks. He does not leave my sight. If he goes, I go. That is how it is going to be. If he is killed I will die anyway so what difference does it make?"

The SecDef laughed, "There is no arguing with that logic, so we surrender. Is she a real secretary?"

I grinned at him, "Test her."

He reached for a note pad and handed it to her. He picked up a letter off his desk and read it quickly. She just looked at him. He said, "Too fast for you, dear?"

She smiled, "May I use your computer?"

"Certainly."

She sat and quickly typed then hit the print button. She handed him the letter. It was perfect. He read it twice.

I smiled at him. "She can do it again a year from now if you want her to."

"Lady, would you like a job?"

"Thank you Sir, but I have the best job in the world, I have just passed The Florida Bar, I am going to be busy working with and taking care of my man."

"Well, I guess I couldn't match what you will earn at that job."

"Sir, the pay is good, but no man in the world can match the fringe benefits he gives me at night after the lights are out." She smiled up at me.

Mr. Rumsfeld shook my hand and said, "Now I see why you made your decision. I would have done the same thing. Good luck to both of you." I took Jen out that night to a couple of topnotch places. She got to get all dressed up and was sensational in her cocktail dress. We had a really nice dinner at the Army-Navy Club then danced until the wee hours. 

We were surprised when we were picked up at our hotel the next morning by an Air Force SUV and driven to Anacostia Naval Air Station. We were taken directly to an Air Force C-37A Gulfstream aircraft and settled in the front seats by a cute female Airman. She advised us we would be departing as soon as the remaining passengers were loaded. It took only a few minutes before everyone was aboard and we started to taxi out.

The other passengers were a mixed group, evidently flying separately. There was an Army Brigadier General, two Navy Captains and a Marine LCol. And several young enlisted types wondering how they ended up on a VIP flight. The aircraft was configured so that there were four VIP seats in a front compartment. There were other seats behind it and rest rooms as well. Jen and I were the only people in the VIP section. After we were at cruise altitude the General came forward and introduced himself. He couldn't take his eyes off of Jen. He was very friendly and sort of asked how a lowly Lieutenant Colonel rated the VIP treatment over a General.

I said, "Mr. Rumsfeld said my wife outranked anyone in the military. She lets me ride with her." 

Jen smiled at him, "Donny is just the cutest THING! He just insisted we borrow this little jet for our trip. He is just a sweetie pie. They asked if we minded if a few boys rode with us. We were delighted to give you all a lift."

The General's jaw dropped as he stared at Jen. I tapped on his shoulder, "Sir, please forgive her, she is just teasing you. We did meet the Secretary but hardly got on a first name basis with him." The General had a little grin and he said, "Young lady are you pulling my leg?"

She batted her eyelashes at him and sweetly said, "Why, no Sir, I am a married lady and my hubby here will not permit me to pull other men's legs."

He laughed, "I hope you will please forgive me, I stand gently corrected, I am not usually not such a pompous ass." He turned a quickly looked at me. "Are you Murphy?" 

"Yes Sir."

"The JAG office that got shot down in Florida?"

"Yes I am."

"OK, I understand now. You are a very lucky guy."

"I sure am." I hugged Jen to me and she pulled my face down for a kiss.

"I have to tell you Murphy, "I think your wife is one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen."

"Sir, I happen to agree with you."

"If I may, what nationality is she?"

Jen smiled at him and said, "I thank you for the compliment, I am one quarter African-American, I have no idea what the rest is. But one of the reasons I love this man so much is that two years ago when I weighed three hundred and thirty pounds, he was always as sweet to me as can be. He sat and talked to me for hours. He gave me the confidence and sense of self worth to make myself a better person."

"NO, darling, you were always a worthy and good person, you just didn't know it."

She wiped her eyes, then she looked at the Colonel, "Do you see why I love him so much. Think of what that means to you when you a big fat nigger girl. I couldn't even talk to him with out stammering making a fool of myself. He just sat and waited until I calmed down and told him what I thought. He really listened, he thought about what I said. Then he gave me his opinion and told me how he reasoned his answer out. Nobody ever did that before, nobody thought I had anything in my brain. He taught me that I was smart, smarter than most. I just passed the Florida Bar. I aced the test. Not bad for a nigger girl from the getto."

"JENNELLA MURPHY. STOP IT."

"He really gets pissed if I call myself the 'N' word. Tonight he will pull my panties down and paddle my little butt. Then he kisses it to make it better. God how I love this man! 

And on top of everything else he took that bullet to the heart for me." She smiled her little smile and stared at my face.

I looked at the general, "Sorry sir, she gets a little carried away sometimes."

"Murphy I was right before, you are a very lucky guy. I think I have learned one thing though; you make your own luck. Right girl?"

Jen nodded, "Absolutely! He is just naturally a nice, intelligent and caring man. I love him with every ounce of my being. I won't even mention the best thing that he does for me." He is an incomparable.." I put my hand over her mouth. "Hush girl, you embarrass me." I took my hand away, .."joker."

The general laughed again, "If that's all he can give you why don't you try a real stud?"

"General you may out rank my husband in the Army, in my bed no one comes close to his performance. No one is even in the same league with him. He is not the biggest, just the best in every way. I have talked to other ladies who have had him; they say the same thing. He is the best, no contest, simply the best. We are husband and wife; we are totally faithful to each other. I have told him that if he kicks me out and I find another man and he ever wants me back. He just has to call; I will leave everything and race back to him. 

I have told my girl friends who look too long at him. I might allow one slip up, but if I think it is serious, I will kill to keep him. That is how I feel about him, sorry."

Jen excused herself to go to the rest room. The general smiled at me. "Wow, she is something, beautiful and smart. I think she means what she says about how she feels about you."

I said, "I sure hope she does. I love her to the max. We have an agreement, she is beautiful and handsome sexy guys hit on her all the time. I realize some irresistible guy could come along, she could slip, and I don't want to be put in a position where I cannot forgive her. All I ask is that she asks me in advance. It is merely a courtesy and I would never refuse her. 

We work in separate offices; I can sit at my desk and see her at her desk, thirty feet away. I have to close the door to get any work done. I could just sit there all day watching her." 

"What kind of work does she do?" 

"She just finished Law School and took and passed the Bar Exam. She was already a Certified Paralegal, when she passes one more test she will be an attorney in my practice. She wants to specialize in family law. She is going to be awesome; she has everything she needs to be a really great lawyer. Probably far better than I am or ever will be. Financially she will do very well; she will never get rich, because she will do too much pro bono work.

My law firm believes in serving the client, we don't just churn out cases as fast as we can, we do it right."

I took a nap and heard Jen and the general or someone else talking softly. I woke up when she laughed out loud. I didn't open my eyes. I heard them talking again. The general was hitting on her big time. She asked if he were married. He admitted that he was and that he had four children. I heard her softly say, "Would I be worth your losing your home your wife and your four children, and most of what you own for just a quickie? Because I will never leave my husband, a quickie is all it could ever be."

He didn't say anything for a long time. Then he chuckled, "Your husband is right, you are going to be a great lawyer." I felt her snuggle up against me and I dropped off to sleep.

After a refueling stop we landed in Baghdad and were rushed to the commanding Generals office. Jen had changed into a business suit and heels before we landed. As usual she radiated power and beauty. I struggled mightily to keep my hands off of her on the way.

We were greeted and I was asked if I needed any assistance in completing my mission. I informed the General I would appreciate the loan of a few men from a local Engineer Battalion. I also requested the services of a staff officer as an observer. The general grinned at me, "Young man I was going to suggest the observer. I may just volunteer myself so I could observe your beautiful wife a little more. Can I help any other way?"

"Yes Sir, I want the warehouse surrounded, then everyone inside must be removed and held in another place for several hours until I can make a quick inspection."

We were taken to the warehouse by a bird colonel from the general's staff. When we were allowed to enter the place was empty. It hadn't changed much. The desks on each side of the main door were still in place. The inside was cavernous. I didn't remember it as being so large. The men from the Engineers showed up led by a crusty old Sergeant Major.

I led the Sergeant off to one side. "Sarnmajor, look this place over. Some place in here are hidden five aluminum cases the size of large suitcases. I believe Iraqi workmen hid them and the cases are still here. I think they are removing the contents a bit at a time then smuggling it out a little at a time." He grinned at me. "American money?"

"Yes, Sarnmajor. Where would you hide it in here?" I heard the click of Jen's heels on the concrete floor. His eyes fixed on something behind me. I felt her touch as she grasped my arm. She whispered, "I have an idea." I turned and whispered, "I have one too!"

"She punched me and said, "Keep your mind on your work."

"Yes Ma'am, but I have an idea about where the money might be."

"Oh! Me too!"

I looked at the Sergeant Major who was staring at my wife. "Sarnmajor, this is my wife Jen, Jennella Murphy."

My wife looked at me, she smiled at the Sergeant, "Why do you let the Sergeant use my first name and made the Brigadier call me Mrs. Murphy?"

"Because the Sergeant is a real person, the Brigadier had not yet learned that being a general didn't make him hot-shit. He spent several hours trying to hit on you while I was sitting right there."

"Wasn't he funny, I agree with your assessment of the general, I don't know about the Sergeant Major yet."

"Ma'am, You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen close up. I can see by the way you look at the Colonel that you are very much in love with him. I can admire your beauty but know you are his. No one will bother you while I am around."

"Why thank you Sergeant Major, you are a true gentleman." The old Sergeant beamed on my sweet wife.




Jennella Ch. 03



We walked through the warehouse; it was brightly lighted and had no partitions or dark corners. I noticed an area fenced off from the rest of the room. We walked to it. Inside were forklifts and a scissors lift and some scaffolds of different sizes.

I stepped inside the fenced off area and looked carefully at the scissors lift. It had a sign painted on it that said 'For Maintenance Department Use Only'. There were Arabic words under the English words. I assumed they said the same thing.

I looked at the Sergeant and asked if he could operate the scissors lift. He said he could. I asked if he could see how high it would lift. He tried the controls, nothing happened. He looked in the side compartment. There was a bank of batteries in there. He moved something in there and tried the controls again. This time they worked. The platform on the lift rose slowly toward the roof of the building. At its full extension it was still ten or twelve feet below the ceiling above it.

"Lower it back down, please. Jen said, "I had the same thought, the air conditioning ducts. But it won't reach."

"Don't be too sure about that. Sergeant see if that short piece of scaffold will not fit on the top of the platform." 

"You are right Colonel, look the legs fit right in these sockets on the platform and latch in." Jen walked up carrying a long telescoping aluminum pole.

"It looks as if this would let you control the lift from up on the platform."

The Sergeant took the pole and fitted it into some brackets on the scaffold. He grinned at Jen, "Now that is real smart Ma'am. I moved that thing out of the way and I didn't recognize what it was but you did. Real smart." He climbed up on the platform and told one of his men to bring his toolbox and join him. Before raising the lift he looked at Jen, "Where do you think Ma'am?" Jen and I looked at the air conditioning ducts hanging below the ceiling. I said, "Look at that branch of the duct. It doesn't have an outlet anywhere on it and it goes nowhere."

Jen said, "Come over here, there is a door on this side of it." The door in the duct was directly over one of the aisles marked on the floor."

The scissors lift inched its way along the floor until it was directly under the door. The lift started its slow climb toward the ceiling. It stopped just below the duct and slowly inched its way to the far side. Jen and I walked along the aisle until we had a better view of the action above near the ceiling. The soldiers were working at the fastenings to the door. At last we saw the hatch or door lifted off. We saw a flashlight in the hands of the Sergeant. He looked inside to the right and then to the left. He pulled back and looked at the outside of the duct. Then he looked back inside. He moved the scissors lift back away from the duct a few inches. Then it raise afoot or so more. He climbed inside the duct. After what seemed an hour his feet appeared in the hatch. He eased himself down on to the platform.

He leaned back into the door and pulled an aluminum case out after him. He looked down, "There are seven more of these up here. Shall I bring them all down?" I looked at the staff Colonel, he nodded his head. I asked how much he thought it weighed. The Sergeant said he estimated 200 pounds. 

I called back to bring three down with them. I held Jen's hand as the platform dropped down. When it reached bottom they handed the cases down to the other soldiers. It looked like an aluminum foot locker. It did not appear to be locked. I whispered to Jen and she took out her little digital camera. I unfastened the lever type clasps and lifted the lid. As it opened I thought to my self, this is pretty stupid and prayed it wasn't booby-trapped. It wasn't. It was half full of American money. I closed and latched the lid. I had the next one placed on top of the first. It was locked with a padlock. A soldier stepped forward with a pair of bolt cutters and snipped the lock off. It was crammed to the top with wrapped bundles of money. The rest were the same, six were full and one was half full.

The colonel called someone on his radio and in twenty minutes a team from Military Intelligence was there videoing everything. They dusted everything for fingerprints. The staff Colonel said he was taking custody of the cases and handed me a signed document stating he took custody of them and released me of all responsibility for the cases. I reached in my pocked and took out a bundle of evidence seals from the Marion County Sheriff's Department and sealed one latch on all the cases. I gave the seal tabs to the Colonel. I sealed the other latches with another set and put those tabs in my pocket. We bid everyone good-bye and were returned to the Commanding General's office. He greeted us with a huge grin. He hugged Jen and then looked at me as he shook my hand, "Did she find it?"

"Yes Sir, she sure did. She told us where to look anyway."

"I am not surprised, I just got off the phone from reporting your find directly to Mr. Rumsfeld. He told me how your lovely wife wowed them with her memory skills. How much money do you figure was recovered?"' "General, at a rough guess it should be $37,500,000.00. I think a local worker in the warehouse took 2.5 million out of the first case a few bills at a time."

"Colonel Murphy I want to congratulate you and your wonderful wife on a splendid performance. When would you like to leave for home?" We looked at each other, and said, "in the morning after we get a nights sleep. We really don't know if it is day or night. But we do need the rest."

"Fine, if the two of you feel up to it, you are invited to the Ambassador's Quarters for dinner tonight. You may dress anyway you like. I look forward to seeing the two of you there. It is now two o'clock, may I pick you up at five thirty?" I looked at Jen. She smiled at everyone and said it would be fine.

We entered the Embassy at six that evening. It was very impressive having been one of Sadam's favorite palaces. I wore a civilian suite and Jen made me very proud in a black Chinese style cocktail dress with a red Mandarin style jacket with a high collar. The dress was knee length with a skirt slit to the hip on each side. She had on dark stay-up stockings and red strapped high heels. Her hair was pulled up in a high ponytail. She wore simple gold earrings. She looked positively regal on my arm.

The Ambassador, his wife, and the embassy staff greeted us. The ambassador greeted the General who introduced Jen to the Ambassador's wife. She pulled Jen and I off to the side. She looked Jen up and down. She said', "Damn girl, I'd give my left you-know-what to be able to wear a dress like that again, oh hell, I never could have worn that dress." She looked at me, "I don't like you at all for endangering this girls life. My husband is signaling me to shut up. I have said my piece."

"Ma'am, please forgive me. I wholly agree with you."

Jen said, "Mrs. Ambassador, please forgive my husband. You see I love him dearly and couldn't bear to be separated from him. I insisted I go with him. Let me explain, a little over a month ago I was kidnapped and was being held captive by a man who wanted to kill Mike, my husband. To make a long story short my husband jumped in front of a bullet meant for me. It took three open-heart surgeries and two weeks in intensive care to put him back together. I just couldn't let him come alone." The older woman pulled Jen into her arms and hugged her. She looked at me and said, "You are forgiven. Please forgive ME. I was told not to come here too. I told my husband I had no intention of being a widow and that I would rather die with him." 

We had a lovely dinner with excellent company. I requested we be excused early. We did get a badly needed night of sleep. 

We were required to make a report to Mr. Rumsfeld on our way home. Jen and I worked on it on the plane. We gave everyone involved a lot of credit for the success of the mission. We received a message from Military Intelligence in flight that confirmed the final count on the cash recovered 62,854,090.00; one of the cases held nothing but large denomination bills. The Iraqi thief had been captured and identified by his fingerprints.

We met with the Secretary of Defense and made our report. I'm no dummy; I made Jennella give the report wearing her best business suit. She had her hair pulled back in a bun and she looked great. The report praised everyone remotely involved, including the SecDef for brilliantly uncovering the theft and directing the recovery of the money. The Commanding General in Iraq and the Commander of the Engineer Battalion plus the Sergeant Major were praised. Then she presented the evidence tags to him.

When Jen sat down Mr. Rumsfeld said, "Mrs. Murphy that was a concise and direct to the point report. I wish we could hire you to write and give our reports. You praised everyone who had anything to do with the mission. That is, everyone but you and your husband. From that report no one would even know you were there. This will serve as a preliminary report; our final report will put the praise where it really belongs, with you and your husband. The two of you did an outstanding job and I am pleased to inform you that the two of you are invited to the White House for Luncheon with the President and the First Lady. That will be at 12:30; a car will pick you up in thirty minutes. Jen looked down and said, "But I have nothing to wear!"

Mr. Rumsfeld grinned and said, "Young Lady I would advise you to not change a thing, you are absolutely gorgeous now. Colonel Murphy, your uniform will be fine."

As we were shaking hands Mr. Rumsfeld smiled at Jen, "If I were you I would put your hair in a ponytail like you had it the first time you were here. It makes you look a little softer and younger."

Jen smiled sweetly at him. "Do you have a rest room I could use for a minute?" He pointed to a door. We stood and talked for a few minutes and Jen came out and had her hair in the ponytail. She went to Mr. Rumsfeld and kissed him on the cheek.

"Is that better?"

"Perfect my Dear, perfect."



Jennella



We hurriedly carried her stuff into my place. I caught her as she ran out to get another load. I held her tight and looked into those big browns I loved so much. "Do you like pizza?"

"Love it, any way, and anything you like on it is fine with me. My favorite is the supreme, everything on it."

"Great, me too. I called and placed an order. There was a lot of room for her things in the twin vanities and the huge dual closets. I loved sitting on the bed watching her put her things away. It was as if she was really moving in. I hoped she was. Finally she flopped on the bed beside me. She kissed me sweetly. "Honey," she said, "this is such fun. I never dreamed this might really happen. Oh! There is your door bell." 

It was a delicious pizza. We both enjoyed it immensely. We opened a bottle of that rare Italian wine, 'Piasano' and enjoyed it very much. I couldn't remember having so much fun, every thing tasted better, the music sounded better, it was wonderful. I loved the way her full breasts moved as she moved her body. The nipples seemed very erect and perky as they pushed out her T-shirt. I wanted to touch them. We cleaned up and she took my hand and led me to the couch. "Let me call my friends and then I need to get you in bed." She dialed the number. "Sandy, it's me. I'm wonderful. Yes. Yes. If he doesn't, I am going to drag him there, kicking and screaming all the way. I'll call you with all the exact details in the morning. OK. All right, I'll borrow a ruler or maybe a yardstick. No, I think a ruler will do." She was giggling so hard she could hardly talk. "No I'm not going to do that. No. Hey! If you want that information, here ask him. Ok then good night, yes I know, I love you too Sweetie. Sleep tight, give Hubby a kiss for me." She put down the phone, "Please forgive me, we have been best friends forever. She has held my head when I cried over you for years. She kept wanting me to find some one else. It never worked. Now she is very happy for me. She is praying we fit together."

"If we don't we will get it fixed, I'll have some cut off or added on. What ever you need to make you happy." 

"I just know it will be perfect, I just know it." She jumped up and grabbed my hand and dragged me toward the bedroom. She turned and looked at me and removed her T- shirt to reveal the loveliest breasts I had ever seen. Her whole body was exquisite. Perfect. She turned and pulled the covers on the bed down. My shirt was off, I unfastened my belt and zipped down my fly. She helped push my jeans down. My erection flopped out in front of her face. She looked at it. She reached out and held it in her hand. She looked up at me, "Honey, he is absolutly perfect. I love him." I pushed her back on the bed and kissed her lips. My hands were busy caressing her breasts. Her nipples were perfect, standing tall above her crinkled areolas and a little darker reddish gold than the surrounding skin. Perfect. Her tummy was flat, her hips and waist slim. I couldn't believe this exquisite creature was the ugly duckling from a few years ago, yet I could see one in the other. 

I suckled at a rubbery nipple and loved the way it felt in my mouth. The other one was just as good. I moved between her legs. I spread her legs, I heard her suck her breath in rapidly. Her eyes were fixed on my eyes. She watched as my head moved down, she felt my lips glide over her slick mound. Her hands rested gently on my head. My hands spread her legs further apart. Her inner lips formed an oval, her clit at the top, and her vulva at the bottom. Below that was a flat area and then her little puckered ass hole. I tenderly kissed and licked every speck of her. She twisted turned and trembled as my lips and mouth caressed every place I could reach. She was whimpering now. Tears ran from her eyes. I moved back up over her and softly kissed her eyes, "I didn't mean to hurt you my love. Please tell me what I did wrong?"

"Nothing, every thing you did was just so much better than I hoped for. I love it all so much I can't help but cry. I am so happy with every thing you do. You haven't even been inside me yet and I have cum way more than ever before. I need you inside me. Hurry please. OH! My! Yes! Oh yes he fits just right. God yes he does, he is perfect for me. YES! JUST LIKE THAT! That is SO Good. Nobody told me it could be like this. It was never like this before. I love every thing you do. Oh! God! Yes dear do that some more, I feel so good I can't stand it, OH YEAH! AUGAHHHHH! Mmmmmmmmm. Oh, that was magnificent. It felt as if you came with me at the end, you were just purrrrrfect." I moved up beside her and hugged her to me. She turned her head and her eyes searched my face. "Was it good for you too dearest?" I smiled into the eyes I loved. "You have to know the answer to that. I haven't kicked you out on the floor."

"What? You better not. I need you again soon."

"I am yours to command girl."

"I don't want to command you. I just want you to love me. If you do I think you will know what I want and need from you."

"I think I know that. We both have lots to learn about each other. That will be part of the fun of teaching each other how to love us. We have to keep telling each other what feels good and what does not turn us on. For instance I love oral, giving as much as receiving. I love anal, but I have only given, never received. I am pretty open to anything you want to try. Only one thing, I am strictly monogamous I probably can never share you or myself with anyone. I say probably because if I were to become injured or otherwise unable to perform for you I would give you the option of leaving me or seeking satisfaction elsewhere and never telling me."

"I find no fault with that reasoning, Mike." You are my man. I will always be yours, if you tire of me and throw me out, I will still love you. If I am with another man after you leave me and you call me I will leave him and come to you. I have never said this to any man before in my life. I love you and I am yours."

"I love you too Jen. I was always attracted to you, I just didn't know why. I do now." Jennella looked at me for a while, a smile slowly turning into a full grin. She picked up the phone beside the bed. She dialed a number.

"Let me talk to Sandy..... Girl, It was the very best. Yeah! Girl. Yes he sure does. Unhun! Yes. Mmmmm no, no ruler. Perfect, absolutly perfect. Not one thing. Hey, we are still in bed. We haven't done everything yet, yes I will, I promise I will. I really want to. Listen I think he is getting ready again, Call you tomorrow girl." She giggled, "I just promised to give you head. I am not good at it. But I really want to do it, help me! OK?"

"Honey, just go with what you want to do. I'll coach you a little. You have to decide for yourself in advance what you are comfortable doing. If you want me to cum in your mouth, on your face, your tits. If you want to swallow or spit it out or whatever you want to do. I am very comfortable slurping up your juices and eating them. I love the way you taste. It is a choice you need to make, or try everything and decide what you like. OH! You are eager girl. I love how your hands feel when you touch me." 

We walked in the office the next morning and no one said a word or gave any indication they noticed anything. Dad and I talked for a while in his office; after a while I called Jen to bring the Patterson File into the office. When she stood before his desk I rose and stood beside her and held her hand. I said, "Dad we need to tell you something. He looked up and grinned at us, "I know, I told your Mother last night to plan on it."

"What?"

"Hey guys, there is no way the two of you can hide it. Anyone who sees the two of you near each other can see it. Every person in the office has asked me when. I just told them, soon."

Jen and I looked at each other and grinned. Dad asked if she had moved in yet. She smiled at him and said, "Partly, I haven't told him it is forever yet."

Dad grinned at her, "He knows."

"Mike your mother said for you to bring her for dinner tonight if you don't have other plans." 

I looked at her, she smiled and nodded yes.

I told Dad.

My mother and Jen bonded in about thirty seconds flat. In that short a time they were girlfriends. They giggled and laughed together in the kitchen like old friends. Then when they were quiet I looked up and they were hugging each other. My father looked at me and smiled.

We had a delightful dinner. Jen helped Mom clean up. Before we left my mother pulled me off to one side. She said, "Mike, don't let her get away, she is perfect."

"Mom, I intend to ask her to marry me tomorrow. I'll let you know what she says."

"I already know the answer."

She said, "Yes."

I took her shopping for a ring the next day. We went in the Jewelry Store and told the clerk we wanted to look at engagement/wedding sets. He pulled a tray out and put it in front of us and walked away. The sets were in the $500 to $1000 range. Jen found a set she liked. The clerk returned and I asked to see more expensive sets. He brought a tray in the $1000 to $5000 range. I shook my head. He picked up the next tray and I shook my head. He put his hand on the next tray and I shook my head. He skipped the next tray and looked at me, I nodded and he picked up the following tray and hurried over with it. Jen but her hands to her mouth and said, "Oh! They are so beautiful." I found one similar to the one she had liked in the first tray. I slipped it on her finger. It fit perfectly. She looked at me, tears streamed from her eyes. "It's beautiful, it's too much though."

"Jen, I'm trying to find what you like best of all of the rings on this tray. If it is too much we will look for the same style only smaller. She held up her hand with the ring still on it and looked at me. "This one." I didn't turn the card over to see the price. I handed the clerk my Debit Card, "We'll take this set. Take the tag off, she'll wear it home."

Her jaw dropped. "What?"

"Jen, I love you; will you wear this ring and marry me?"

"Oh! Yes. I will. But this is too much. You could by a new car for a lot less than that."

"You can't wear a car on your finger. You will get a car too!"

"You are spending too much on me."

I looked at her, "Jen when you have a million dollars, how much will you spend on me."

"Every cent!"

"Well then, hush."

We went back to the office and I would look up and see Jen watching, we would smile and go back to work. I looked up later and caught her looking again. She held her ring up and wiggled it to catch the light. I pretended it blinded me and covered my face with my arm. I peeked and she had her hand over her mouth and was laughing. Damn the girl was cute. I walked in to see Dad and told him we had bought a ring. He was very happy and congratulated me. He said he would tell Mom. I walked back to tell Jen. I saw her as I was about to enter her office. She was kissing a big black guy. Trevor. She pulled back and said, "I love you Trevor. You know that!" Then she kissed him again. 

I walked out the front door to the office and walked across the street to the little park and sat on a bench. My mind was a total blank. I knew I was crying, I didn't know why. I don't know how long I sat there. Then I felt hands lift my face and kiss it. It was Jennella; she was crying too. I shook my self, "Why are you crying girl?"

"Because I hurt you, I can't stand that. I know what you saw. Martha told me. She saw you walking toward my office and she wanted to catch your eye because she had something she needed you to sign. She said you were smiling and then looked as if someone had hit you in the balls with a hammer."

She kissed my eyes and lips. "Mike, I need to tell you what you saw. Trevor is my half brother. I live with he and his wife, Sandy, and his son Tommy. He was congratulating me on our engagement."

I looked up; the big guy was standing there with tears in his eyes too. He looked very agitated. "Hey! Man, I'm sorry, I didn't know she was going to be working in the same office. We were so happy, then when she said she was engaged we were very excited. Damn, It must have been a big shock to find your girl kissing a strange man." 

"It sure was, I guess I love her too damned much. Every thing sort of went blank. I was just sitting here trying to figure out how I got here. I didn't know what had happened." Jen was still holding me to her chest and kissing my face.

Trevor said, "I didn't realize who she was engaged to until just now. Hell man! This girl has talked about nothing but you for two years or more now. My wife Sandy has been going crazy with joy over Jen getting married. It just never clicked with me that you were the same guy I was going to work for."

My heart and pulse rate must have gotten back to normal. I held my hand out to Trevor. "I didn't know either, Jen and I have been so excited and happy we have had everything focused on ourselves. I guess I should have asked you for her hand in Marriage."

"I guess so." He grinned at me, "I would'a said Yes. Been trying to get her married off. NO, Damn it. We are all sorry to see her go. My wife and son have been crying their eyes out ever since last night. They were wailing and saying she was never coming back. You just don't know how much we love her."

"Sure I do. Who could help but love her? Listen, we need to get together for dinner one night soon. Jen, do we have anything in the house to eat. I saw you making a list so we could go shopping tonight."

"Oh! Yes." Jen jumped up, "Trev, call Sandy and tell her you all are coming over for dinner tonight, that includes Tommy." I wrote my address on one of my cards and gave it to Trevor. He smiled and turned and went back to the office. We cuddled and kissed for a bit. Then she sat up, "What are we going to have for our first dinner?"

"Steaks, baked potato, and a salad. A hamburger for Tommy." 

"Sounds perfect to me. Do you have a grill?"

"Yes, the stove is a Jenn-aire, your brand, it has a built in indoor grill. No problem sweetie, I am a gourmet griller. Do you know why Mexicans don't like to Bar-B-Que?"

"Yes I do, because the beans fall through the slots in the grill. The same for Chinese only the rice falls through; the same with Italians, the pasta falls through."

We went back to the office and finished out the day. On the way home we stopped and had no trouble filling two shopping carts to overflowing. I had only a few things in the house because I hated cooking for just myself; it some how always made me feel very lonely.

It took as an hour to get everything put away. Jen organized everything her way. She was so happy. She told me this was the first place she had felt she could do what she wanted. She grinned at me, "I know you won't believe me but I love doing house work and cleaning. I will love it even more because it is for us."

I smiled at her, "I have a cleaning service that comes once a week. Should I cancel it?"

She thought about it, "Mike, why don't we let it continue and see how it goes, I don't want ANYTHING to take away from my time with you."

She went to change and I prepped the meal. I made the salads and washed the potatoes and put them in the oven and then trimmed the steaks. I put a bottle of Merlot on ice and set out some wine glasses. I heard her steps and turned and saw her. She was gorgeous in a flowered print halter dress from Victoria's Secret. She had on wooden slides with a ribbon wound around her lower legs. Her hair was in a high ponytail. I took her in my arms and kissed her. I whispered, "Call and cancel dinner, I want to make love to you right now." She gigged and twisted away from me. 

"Me too, but it is too late, run and change, they should be here any minute."

I was ready when they arrived. Sandy was a very pretty light skinned girl. Tommy was cute as a button and very well behaved. Sandy and Jen hugged and kissed and Jen kissed Trevor too. Jen showed them the house. Sandy loved everything. We were finally all seated and I took drink orders. When everyone had a drink I officially welcomed them to our home. I saw tears well up in Jen's eyes. Tommy walked over and stood solemnly in front of me. "Do you love Aunt Jen?"

"Yes Tommy, I sure do. I love her very much."

"I love her too and I don't want her to leave us."

"Tommy, your Aunt Jen and I are starting our own family. We hope she will have a little boy just like you someday so you will be able to teach him to be a good boy like you are. Will you do that for her?" His eyes grew wide, "When?"

I smiled at Jen. "Tommy, we don't know yet, I don't think we have put our order in yet." He ran to his mother asking if she had heard that Aunt Jen wanted a boy just like him. She picked him up and kissed him and said, "Everyone wants a boy just like you." I knew I did.

Dinner went over well. Trev and I sipped a small brandy and talked while our ladies cleaned up the mess. Trevor was a very knowledgeable guy. He said he had passed the bar a few years ago and was very impressed with the way Dad and I practiced law. He said it was much less high pressure than his previous employment. He said their whole emphasis was on making money as fast as possible while ours was on pleasing the client and there was no pressure to do things fast, we wanted it to be done right the first time. 

He looked at me, "Mike, please don't let Sis get too far behind in her night school, she is so close now."

"Night school?"

"She didn't tell you?"

"JEN! What is this about night school?"

She rushed to me, "Oh! I forgot all about that. We are on spring break right now. Yes I go to night school, I only need a few more credit hours."

"In Law?" I guessed. 

"Yes Dear, in Law. Then I have to pass the bar."

"Sweetheart, you are just full of surprises. You are going to be a busy girl."

She held my face between her hands, "I love you Mike, pleasing and caring for you is my first priority. Nothing else really matters."

"Yes it does, I am very proud of you. You are going to go ahead and get your degree as quick as you can. I want you to pass the bar before we place our order."

"Place.. .? Oh!" She giggled and kissed me again.

Sandy said, "Hey guys, pardon me, but aren't you forgetting something?"

"What?"

"You ought to be married before you place an order."

Jen smiled softly at me. "Honey girl, we are working on that. Mike wants a nice wedding, church, flowers, reception and all that stuff. I want to go to the neared JP and just do it. Tomorrow!"

Sandy laughed, "Hey girl, what? Are you in a hurry?"

"Damned right I am, I'm NOT going to let him get away."

The following day I was working in my office and Jen was in her office with a client when Trevor entered and shut the door behind him. I greeted him and he told me he had one of the best nights of his life last night. He said that for the first time in their lives he and Sandy saw the life style that was now within reach. He thanked me profusely. Then he looked at me, he said, "Has Jen told you about Jack Hobson?"

I shook my head.

"She may never tell you but I must warn you. He grabbed her right after you left town, she was in love with you and when you left it broke her heart. Jack took her as his woman. He abused her badly, broke her jaw in seven places. He beat the crap out of her. He told her he would kill her and Sandy and Tommy and I if she left him. We went to the cops. They made it clear he was facing at least fifty years in the pen if they ever caught him. We heard he went in the military and disappeared. Now I just heard he is back. Just be careful."

"Thanks Trev, I will take some precautions and not let her out of my sight."

"Thanks man, she never even liked the guy. She loves you with all her heart."

Several days later Jen was getting ready to go to class, I was going to go with her and sit in on the class as I usually did. The doorbell rang. I opened it and a large black man grabbed my shirt and growled, "Ah wants my woman. Ah wants ma Jenneller." 




Jennella



"I said, "Let go of me and maybe we can talk." Fuck you muthaf........" I gave him an upward shot to his sternum with the heels of my hands. He landed on the sidewalk on his back. I heard his head hit with a loud thud. I jumped on him and got in a couple good shots. He came to, looked at me and doubled up in pain. He was sobbing. I asked if he could hear me. He looked at me and nodded. 

I said, "Jen is mine now. Leave town now. If I find you are within a thousand miles of here I'll hunt you down and really hurt you. I squashed one of your balls. You have one left. If I ever see you again I WILL smash the other one and rip your cock off too! Got it?"

He stared at me wide eyed. He struggled to his feet. He looked at me as bent in pain. "You a Seal?"

"No, Marine Force Recon."

"I'm outta here!"

Another large black man got out of the car and helped him get in. He turned and looked at me. He snapped to attention and smartly saluted me. He got in the car and it left.

"Who was that Dear?"

"Oh! Just a guy at the wrong place."

"Mike, I was right behind you, I know it was Jack Hobson. I didn't know you were a Marine."

"I wasn't, I was in the Army. I was with the Army JAG. A Lawyer, not a fighter."

"Well, my dearest lover, I don't think that fighter will ever want to tangle with you again."

"Well babe, in case you didn't know it, you are MY woman now, I WILL fight for you, I never said I couldn't fight, I just didn't think it was the time to tell him I was going to slap him with a lawsuit."