Barbara and Rachel and robbery

Barbara and Rachel and robbery Barbara and Rachel and robbery

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Genre: Erotica

No Houses

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

No Houses

Chapter1 (v.1) - The Motel

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His vacation was supposed to be one of seeing the sights had had heard of but had never seen. Soon he found himself in a difficult spot but used it and some creative inspiration to his advantage.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: August 27, 2016

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Al was just passing through town and checked into an inexpensive national chain motel. He looked at the key and read  '28' on it, grabbed his small suitcase and headed up the stairs. He found his room three doors down from the top of the stairs. He passed two cute young women going into the next room. One smiled and said, "Hi". He said, "Hello"  and she went in her room and he went into his. For months now he wanted to shed his usual politically correct and polite exterior and find a woman he could get very nasty with. Inside of his head, that part of him said, 'The little one would make a fine piece of ass. She's got it all. Tits, ass, cute face. Yep. She would sure do it.'
He unzipped his suitcase and took out the things he needed for a shower. As he turned toward the bathroom, he noticed two young policemen who seemed to be canvassing the motel rooms at random. 'That's odd,' he thought. He had finished his shower by the time the policemen got to his door. He opened the door at their knock. "Police, we'd like to ask you some questions.
"Hello, Officers. What is it?"
"We're looking for two women who robbed the convienence store down the street tonight."
"What do they look like?"
Mid-twentys to mid-thirties, one short, one a little taller. The shorter one wore a wig and had a gun."
When he heard the description, things began to fall into place and he knew it was the women in the next room. "That description could apply to lots of people."
"Yeah. The guy didn't have much time to get a better look."
In spite of his usual cooperative nature, he said, "I haven't seen them."
One officer said, "Thanks anyway. Sorry to bother you."
He watched them drive away then sat at the small desk. As his rump hit the chair, his inner voice  asked, "Why did I lie to the police. Why, Why, Why!?" As panic started to set in, he started to rise and his more logical voice took over, 'Don't panic. They probably won't find out. There was something odd about those cops methods didn't seem very professional in their ways. Just leave in the morning like nothing was wrong.
As he sat there, he took a deep breath as feminine voices came through the thin walls. He sat quietly and listened. One voice said, "Rachel, is there anything on TV?"
"Not a fucking thing that's good and no porn, either, Barb."
"What are we going to do then?"
"You can have the room to yourself. I want to meet the cute guy next door."
He thought, 'Cute, huh? That's the only bright spot in an otherwise shitty day.'
"Rachel, you should have been a hooker. You're still boy crazy like you were in high school."
"I think I was a whore in another life. I'm going now. See ya'"
"But we agreed to stay in the room."
"What better way to hide from the cops. They're looking for two women together and we'll be seperate. If you know his number, you can call David and smoke some weed and fuck him for entertainment."
Somehow, it made sense to Barb. "Okay, but be careful." As their door closed, he heard, "That bitch's whoring ways are gonna us caught."
At the expected knock, he opened the door to the shorter of the two. She was obviously wearing a black wig. "Can I come in?"
"Why not?" he said flippantly. Are you Rachel or Barb? I heard you two talking through these thin walls.
"I'm Rachel. What’s your name?”
“I’m John Smith tonight.”
“What else did you hear?"
"Nothing incriminating. I already know you two are the one's the police are looking for."
"I heard what you said to the cops. Thanks. How did you know?"
Everything about you told me, your wig is so blatantly obvious, its a joke." He snatched it off her head.
“Hey!” she exclaimed.
He snatched her small purse from her.  “Did you bring your gun, too.” He dumped the contents on the bed. There it is!” It was a .25 caliber chrome pistol. He unloaded it and tossed the bullets under the bed. “You should have become a whore in this life, too. You two are lousy at robbery.”
 
“Are you going to tell the cops?”
“I won’t if you meet my conditions.”
“I knew it! How much?”
I don’t want any of your dirty money. I want lots of intense fucking tonight with a few other things that will make it better for me. I don’t care a fucking bit about your  enjoyment.
You will do everything I tell you to do without question and with enthusiasm. You will be only allowed to leave this room when I give my permission. Deal?”
“Can I ask a question?”
“Only one.”
“How big is your hard cock?”
“You don’t need to know. All I’ll tell you is that its hard and I’m very horny.”
He had her in a corner. She could go to jail or do his unknown bidding. That might not be to her liking but she wanted sex and the ‘intense fucking’ appealed to her. She finally said, “Deal.”
His libido, fueled by his non-PC desires, ruled his mind for the rest of the night.


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