Starting Over Pt. 02 Ch. 04

This is a continuation to the story “Starting Over”, which was written several years ago. It was not just a stroke story, but had some more fleshed out characters. I’ve tried to get started on this sequel several times, but never got going on it.

In Chapter 3 of Book II, Luke was found, Livy and Lily came over as Livy was having trouble sleeping after her ordeal, and we found out about the bad guys. The Leader, Mark Vilmer, arranges another kidnapping and the girl is sent off. John notices something and he and the cops think they have a lead on what is going on, but there’s no proof yet.

Main Characters

LTC (Retired) John Jackson, 5’11”, 180, 46 years old.

Marie Jackson, John’s dead wife, 5’8″, 140, 44 years old.

Angelica Jackson, John and Marie’s daughter, 5’5″, 125, 19 years old.

Mary Bradford, bartender, 5’5″, 120, 34 years old.

Margaret (Maggie) Bradford, Mary’s sister, 5’6″, 115, 37 years old, and John’s love interest.

Madeleine (Maddie) Bradford, Maggie’s daughter, 7 years old.

Juliet Margolin, waitress, 5’4″, 145, 24 years old, Mary’s cousin.

Samantha (Sam) Walker, 5’6″, 130 pounds, 39 years old, John’s neighbor.

Joyce Walker, Sam’s daughter, 5’4″, 120 pounds, 20 years old, and now an exotic dancer using the name Lily

Marion Walker, Sam’s daughter, 5’4″, 115 pounds, 18 years old.

SFC (Retired) Craig Smithson, 6′, 190, 47 years old, NCO from John’s Army unit.

Captain Jeff Smithson, 5’11’, 185, 44 years old, SFC Smithson’s brother and a captain in the Seattle Police Department.

Jeanne (aka Jasmine) Welch, 5’5″, 110, 21 years old, exotic dancer.

George Watkins, 6’4″, 280, 35 years old, bouncer.

Olivia, 5’4″, 120 pounds, 21 years old, called Livy, exotic dancer.

Luke Cole, 5’10”, 180, detective in the Seattle Police Department.

Marcus Candiotti, strip club manager.

Mark Vilmer, CIO of his third start-up and human trafficker

Melissa Vilmer, Mark’s wife

Max Meridian (real name Harold Johnson), Mark’s lead kidnapper and enforcer

Previously:

————– Saturday, 18 May 2013, Vilmer’s house, Bainbridge Island, Washington.

It was about 3am before Mel and Mark had finished having some fun with the busty redhead. She had actually been very cooperative. She probably thought that might help her case, but Mel knew better. She knew that Mark was giving her to Bob at 10am.

They went to bed and got up at 9. They awakened the redhead, let her shower and get cleaned up. At exactly 10am, Bob showed up. He backed up his truck and parked in front of the three-car garage. He watched as Mark opened the door and appeared. Mark waived to Bob, who backed right up to the door.

“Hey, Bob.” Mark waved to his partner in crime as he came back to the garage. “You ready?”

“Yep.” Bob opened the back door to the truck that was marked as a Rehnquist Catering. Inside was an interior metal box that was about 4′ X 4′. It was marked refrigerated on the outside, but that was not its real use. It was well padded inside and had a vent on top that could be closed at any time, really dampening any noise the “cargo” could make, should it be necessary. Mark looked around the area to make sure there was no one else watching and then motioned to Mel. She was standing at the entrance to the garage from the mud room with the redhead cuffed, blindfolded, and gagged on the floor. She stood the captive up and they moved her into the van. The captive didn’t resist much. The sedative they had mixed into her breakfast had made her groggy and cooperative enough to not fight.

Bob closed her in, went back to the front of the van, got in, and pulled away. Mark and Mel closed the door and grinned at each other. Another big payday.

————– Saturday, 18 May 2013, John’s house, Bainbridge Island, Washington.

John had stayed awake until late and didn’t crawl out of bed until 10am. He went into the kitchen to make breakfast and was surprised to see the door to his other apartment open. He usually kept it closed. He walked over and into the apartment, and then looked into the bedroom. There was Juliet, sleeping away. She must have gotten the key from Mary. She’s the only other person who had a key to the place. He had given it to her because she was brining Maddie over regularly.

John stared at her for a few moments. He was having sex with youngsters at an alarming rate. Would this change his feelings for Maggie? Should he even worry about Maggie with the way she was treating him? He looked at Juliet some more. She had seemed a little more conservative when he first met her, but this was the second time she had come to his apartment. And he was sure she didn’t just come here to sleep. He figured he had some time before he would get any calls from the police about the kidnappings, so why not join her?

He thought about the women in his life. When he was young, he had had sex with how many women? He went through the list. He dated and had sex with his high school girlfriend, a woman during some of freshman and sophomore years in college, another during junior and senior years, his girlfriend ataşehir escort in Germany, a single one-night stand with female officer when they were both preparing to deploy, and his wife. Six women. He was a one-woman-at-a-time sort of guy. He only had the one time where he “hooked up” with a woman once. Did they still call it that? Shit! And now he was approaching 47, he had slept with Mary, Maggie, Jasmine, Lily, and Livy already. He was about to add Juliet. That made six in about six months. It was every man’s dream, right? Is this what he wanted?

Shit, he figured he should be happy, but he couldn’t change his spots. He was still missing something steady in his life. He had just let things happen and suddenly he was in bed with these other women. What happened? Did he somehow develop a magical attraction that drew in the women? What the hell?

John figured he was going to have to be more careful with these youngsters in the future. For now, he crawled into bed behind Juliet, wearing only a pair of sleeping shorts, and spooned with her. She woke a couple of minutes later. She slowly extracted herself from him and turned to face him.

“John, I wanted to come over here and sleep with you.”

“Well, I just crawled into bed to sleep with you.”

“You know what I mean. I meant where it means to fuck.”

“Ooooh, a potty mouth.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, suck cock, lick pussy. There, I can say dirty words.”

John laughed and then kissed her on the mouth. “Yes, you can. However, I think we can find other things to do to make you utter those kinds of words and I think you need to prove that you know what they mean, youngster.”

“I’m young, but I’m not a kid and I’m not inexperienced, asshole.” She slapped John good-naturedly on the shoulder, grinned, and sat up.

John stared at the beautiful tits that came into view. Juliet was a fleshy one with nice, full tits and fully rounded hips. She was what John referred to in his young, single days as an all-night saddle; soft, cushy, and comfortable.

Juliet smiled at John as he stared at her tits. “As a matter of fact, I’m very experienced. I love to fuck.”

John looked directly at her. “And yet you seemed like you were a little prudish when you were chastising Mary a few months ago.”

“Well, that’s just because she told me that I was to watch over her and not let her act like a slut. Which we both do at times.”

“Well, you fooled me.”

“I love sex. I love to fuck and suck. I like to talk dirty, too. I had one boyfriend that I could get to come just by whispering dirty things in his ear.”

“Really?”

Juliet grinned and threw the covers off the two of them. She looked at John and his sleeping shorts. “Stand up.”

John did and she leaned over and yanked on them hard, sending them to the floor. John stepped out of them. His cock was fattening up, but not hard. It was still hanging there, filling with blood.

Juliet patted the bed and John sat down. “Sit down and lean against the headboard and I’ll show you what I’m capable of.” John did. He certainly had no problem with her taking the lead.

Juliet sat on his right and put his right hand on her pussy. She grinned. “I have a nice, tight pussy that could milk the cum right out of that cock of yours before I even got close to an orgasm. So, here’s what’s going to happen. First, I want you to finger my pussy and start getting me wet.” John began doing so.

“That’s right. Keep stroking my hot pussy while I tell you what’s next. I’m going to ask you to lie down so that we can get into the 69 position. I want you to eat my pussy while I get acquainted with sucking your nice, fat cock. I’ll take my time, though, so you can get me really hot and ready to fuck. Once I’m ready, I’ll slide down your body, hold your cock up, and slowly slide my tight, fucking pussy down over it. You’re in for a treat with my hot pussy. I can control my Kegels and really make a man cum. I’ll be in reverse cowgirl, so I want you to play with my ass, give me little spanks, and run your finger over my asshole. I’ll fuck you for a few minutes that way and then turn around.

“I will face you and fuck you, bouncing up and down on your cock, so that you can play with and suck my big tits. I love having my titties sucked while I’m riding a good cock. I still don’t want you to come yet. Since you are not a youngster, you should be able to last and give me a good fuck.

“This is when I’ll get off you and get on all fours. I’ll put my face on the bed and arch my back, sticking my ass in the air. I love it when a man grabs my hips and fucks me hard from behind. I can really cum from that. You can smack my ass some more and play with my asshole. Make sure I cum first, then when you are ready, pull out and feed me that nice wet cock so that I can suck the cum out of your balls.”

John could feel how wet Juliet’s pussy had become. “It feels like you get turned on when you talk dirty, too.”

“Mmmm. Yes. Now lie down and let’s get started.”

John lay down and Juliet got into the 69 position. John licked and sucked on her shaved, wet pussy and she licked his cock to kadıköy escort get it hard as a rock. He could feel how she loved sucking cock, so he paid good attention to her pussy. He could feel how she liked certain attention to her taint and also when he licked up over her little bundle of nerves, so he gave it to her. She trembled every time he hit her clit.

Juliet then did as she said and crawled down over his body and sat on his cock. She was definitely tight and John loved her lack of inhibitions. He did as she had asked and smacked her ass and played lightly with her asshole. She was a great fuck.

Juliet moaned and slowly slid up and down his cock, savoring every moment. John loved watching how she enjoyed fucking him. Her beautiful pussy inner lips were obvious as she rose up and it clung to his cock and then seemed to disappear as she slid down onto him.

Juliet turned around and faced him as she sat back on his cock. She slowly fucked him, sliding up and down his cock, and John didn’t feel in any danger of cumming. He watched as her enjoyment washed over her face. She was breathing heavy and would close her eyes and throw her head back each time she descended on his cock. He reached up and grabbed her tits, lightly pinching the nipples.

“Oh, yes. Pinch them.” Juliet seemed to love that, so John continued.

Very quickly, it appeared that Juliet was getting close. She suddenly hopped off John’s cock and got on all fours on the bed. “Fuck me hard, fuck me and make me cum.”

John did as she had described. He got behind her and drove his cock back into her pussy. She moaned and trembled when he did. John started pulling back slowly, again watching her lips cling to his cock, and then burying his cock quickly back into her pussy. Her ass cheeks rippled upon contact and John started smacking them with medium force.

“Oh, fuck yes.” Juliet was really enjoying it.

John then took his index finger and ran it over and around her asshole. Juliet moaned and arched her back some more. John decided to test her tiny hole, so he licked his finger and left as much saliva on it as he could and ran it around and into her ass.

Juliet flinched and then groaned. “Oh, fuck. I love having my ass played with.”

John held his finger at her entrance and let his forward thrust drive his cock into her pussy and push his finger into her ass. Juliet was ready to cum.

“Oh, fuck, I’m going to cum. You’re going to make me cum, you dirty fucker. I bet you love fucking us young cunts.”

“Damn right. Now cum for me, slut.”

“Oohhhh, fuck.” Juliet came. She jerked a few times and then her entire body trembled as John finished slamming into her. Then she seemed to relax, her entire body going limp.

“Whoa. That was a good fuck.”

John pulled out and stood on the side of the bed, his cock hard and soaking with their juices. “I’m ready to fill you up with cum, my pretty, little cum slut.”

Juliet collapsed on the bed for a second and took a few deep breaths. She stared at John’s cock and finally sat up. “Mmmm. Let me take care of that.”

Juliet sat up on the side of the bed and stared at John’s cock. “Yum. I really came all over that fucker. Look at all my cunt juices on there.” She leaned forward and took it into her mouth.

“That’s right you pretty, little thing. Suck my cock. Suck all the cum out of my balls and swallow it like a good cock-sucking cum slut. Yeah, use that slutty mouth.” John let her control everything until he felt his orgasm come on.

“Here it comes. Oh, fuck, suck my cock.” He put his hand on the back of her head and thrust into her mouth. He started cumming. Thrust and spurt, thrust and spurt, until he was done.

Juliet kept sucking on his cock until she was sure she had it all and John’s cock started softening.

“Yum. In case you can’t tell, I love sucking cock.” She smacked her lips.

“It was pretty obvious.” John looked down at his cock. “And I’m pretty sure my cock is ready to offer his services any time you need some cum.”

Juliet lay back down. “That was good. You were good. We got to do exactly as I had outlined and I had a great orgasm. I also loved sucking your dirty cock. Now I need a nice nap.”

John chuckled. “Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it. I guess you are pretty open about sex.”

“Most of my friends are, too. We’re a little more open and honest than the women in your generation.”

“Hey, watch it! Or this old man is going to fuck you again.” John and Juliet smiled at each other. “Anyway, I’m going to make some breakfast. If you feel hungry, you can join me.”

“I got here late from work, so I need some sleep. Maybe later.”

“Sure.” John leaned over and kissed her and headed into the other room.

It was several hours later, after Juliet had gotten up and left, when Capt. Jeff Smithson called him.

“John, Jeff Smithson here. I just wanted to give you an update. We had quite a night and morning here.”

“Yeah? What happened?”

“Last night after you left, we contacted the local Feds and they were working on tracking some of the sales of women overseas back to this area. bostancı escort bayan Sort of the reverse of what we were doing down the same line. They had possibly identified a man named Bob Rehnquist, who runs a catering service, as the broker. We met and went over everything we had with Mark Vilmer and with what they had and what we had we put it together, but without proof. Then, Bob Rehnquist showed up at Mark Vilmer’s house this morning and the guy I left there took photos of him backing up to the garage and then pulling away. He contacted us and the feds had a set of chase cars ready when he pulled off the ferry. They tracked him to a warehouse down near the port where all the container ships come in. They had already gotten a warrant for his business location and then arranged for one at this place. They went in and found him with a complete living facility in there behind bars. There was a redhead that had been taken yesterday who was drugged up. They took him, found her, found some records of his transfers, and even a number to a back account where he did the transactions. It was the mother lode.”

“And Mark Vilmer?”

“Interestingly, Bob told them that Mark and his wife both enjoyed time with the kidnapped women before he picked them up. He was very cooperative, considering what he’s facing. He’s now in the FBI office with his lawyer. They picked up the Vilmers and they are also there with their lawyer.”

“And the split eyebrow man?”

“No sign of him. The Vilmers and he used burners to make contact. Everyone is looking for him.”

“Should I be concerned?”

“Both the FBI and our guys think he’s gone. He left the area and won’t be anywhere near any place where he can be identified, although the FBI put it out nationwide. I think it’s over.”

“Wow. That is quite a lot that happened since I left last night. It’s like the deus ex machina of our operation.”

“The what?”

“Deus ex machina is a plot device used in plays and movies to solve an unsolvable problem quickly by some unexpected happening. Or something like that.”

“Whatever. Anyway, the feds were ecstatic that we had found one end of the chain and that they could tie the two together. They are trying to roll up the entire chain now. They have names of some of the vessels that he was using to ship the girls on, and they know where some of the payments came from, although those may be masked somewhat. Anyway, I think we are done with this case as the local guys.”

“Outstanding. I’ll let Marcus and the others know.”

“Good. I’ll talk to you later.”

“Take care.”

After they hung up, John called the club. He spoke to Marcus and gave him the rundown. Marcus whistled and was impressed with everything that this had turned out to be. He had originally been thinking that it was strictly a domestic issue. Marcus promised to pay for part of the time, the time when we had searched for Livy.

Next John called Craig Smithson and talked to him. They discussed the monies they would collect and Craig said he would send John some emails on some personnel investigations they needed done. It was boring and usually just involved computer searches, so it could all be done at home.

John relaxed and then at 9pm decided to go across the street to the bar where Mary and Juliet worked. They were both working.

“Hey, gorgeous.” John greeted Mary at the bar as Juliet was working some tables.

“Hey to you. I see you and Juliet finally hooked up.”

John shook his head. “I guess there is nothing that is a secret here.”

“Well, it was hard to wipe the smile off her face. She hadn’t been laid in weeks.”

John sighed. “Well, some of us are used to that.”

“Not any more from what I hear.”

“I’m afraid to ask what you’ve heard. I just know that you gave the key to my apartment to Juliet, so it’s your fault that she ended up in my bed.”

“Duh, that was the plan!”

“Just give me a Guinness.”

Mary grinned. “Okay, got to go.” She scampered to the other end of the bar to wait on some other customers. It was pretty dead though, especially since it was a Saturday night.

About the time Mary dropped off the Guinness and went back to the other end, Juliet sauntered up. She was looking good in her black skirt and tight white blouse that she wore most nights in the bar.

“Good to see you, John.”

“Hi, Juliet. Have you recovered?”

“Recovered?” She put her arm on mine. “Honey, I’m ready to go again right now.”

I looked around the bar. “That might be a little embarrassing.”

Juliet laughed. “Smartass. Well, got to go back to work.”

She went back to taking care of the patrons.

I had two beers and went home. I needed some good rest after this last case.

————– Monday, 18 May 2013, John’s house, Bainbridge Island, Washington.

John had done nothing but rest on Sunday and had looked through the emails from Craig. He decided to wait until Monday to work, so now he was working on personnel security investigations. He was checking out the individuals Mr. Bradford was hiring at the sites where you can get information on them by paying a fee, when the doorbell rang. He finished a quick note on a program manager that Mr. Bradford’s company was interviewing and then went to the door. He flung it open and was greeted by a sight he hadn’t see in a while. Maggie and Mary were standing there.