Posted by NBabe on November 28, 1999 at 17:44:02:
Dreams Can Come True
Robert had taken the wine glass from her and led her to the couch. Gently undressing her he had pulled her close to him. She coould feel his warmth surrounding her as Felicia held him tight as the fire place flickered in the background. Robert kissed her deep. He loved the taste of her tongue rolling around in his mouth. He relished the warmth of her tanned body and it's sweat smell. He loved the fact that she had no tan lines anywhere. God how he loved looking for them though. He felt Felicia's warm embrace. It was like warm rays from the sun that engulfed his soul. He held her tight around the small of her back as he entered her. He grabbed her ass and squeezed it as to devour it in his feast. As Robert went deep into her Felicia arched back in ecstasy receiving his full length. She felt his power and strength draining into her body. His fair skin gave him the look of an angel hovering over her. He had given himself to her totally. Then she grabbed him tight and held him deep inside her as she exploded with desire. She held him tight for deep inside he held her heart.
Felicia woke and could tell she had cried during her sleep. She wiped her eyes dry, trying to forget her feeling from the dream. Kristine peeked in her room. Felicia, have you been crying? I am okay, she replied sniffling. Felicia looked at her, It was just a dream, she said. It was about this guy I met a few nights ago. I seem attracted to him. Why would he pay for a girlfriend when he can have anybody he wants to date? You can't afford to fall for a guy in our line of work. Felicia looked at the floor. I don't know but I really feel bad when I fuck him. Why do you feel bad. Hell Kristine I have been through so much and he is just a normal guy. When I have sex with him I feel like I am corrupting him.
Kristine turned to look at her. Felicia honey, He pays you damn good money to corrupt him. If it were me I would keep him well corrupted. Felicia looked up to her with a smirk on her face. Then she got a sad look. But you don't feel like I do about him. Felicia began hurting inside. What man would ever want her anyway. She was a low life. She felt like a piece of meat for sale. She could not hold back her tears. Part of the pain of her job was knowing the things she had done that were just plain bad. In the hearts of many there was no forgiveness for her past. Kristine handed her a Kleenex to dry her eyes. Kristine rubbed her back. It's ok honey I know just how you feel. As they hugged Felicia's tears trickled on her friends shoulder. Then with in a wave of emotion she sobbed bitterly for several minutes to the point of relief. Feeling the pain had gone for now she dried her eyes.
Robert had opened his eyes with the biggest hard on he had for days. His dream of Felicia was very intense. Well as some would say he went and pissed it off. When he pulled down his underwear he saw cum spots on them. They were still damp. Then he thought. Son of a bitch. I had a wet dream. The dream was vivid in his mind. He remembered Felicia devouring him as exploded. He saw her arched back as he had buried himself inside her tanned body. The one thing he could not forget about Felicia is every time he looks at her he gets lost in those blue eyes. And he could stay there forever
Before him was his work on the desk in front of him. A couple of hours had past and he had been working on account that a financial manager had screwed up. He ran his hand across his pocket and he felt something. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a small blue paper flower. A memory flashed across his mind. It was Felicia. The very first time he saw her just over a week ago. She looked more beautiful than any girl he had ever seen before. She was just standing there in front the play house waiting on her escort. Then just before she got in the car she stopped and looked right at him as if she had seen the best looking guy in the world. Felicia must have stared at him for thirty seconds. Then someone got her attention and she got in the car. He could not forget her intoxicating beauty.
The buzzer went off in front of him bringing him back to reality. It was his friend Jean. Jean was like a sister to him. They knew everything about each other since they were little kids. She saw him behind his desk just starring into space. Jean sat there for a few minutes just watching him. Then she spoke. Hello, Robert. Earth to Robert. Come in. He shook his head and apologized to her. Playing with his pen in his hand he began to tell Jean about Felicia. He told her the whole story. Jean looked at him. Robert you thinking with the wrong head here. OK I know that a relationship with her will probably never work out. But if she will let me I want to help her. Jean sighed. I get it you are going to save her from herself, right? Robert she is a hooker. Robert frowned and said, no only she can save herself. But at least I can give that chance. Please don't call her that. Okay I will help you anyway I can. I will give my full support. Jean knew that look in his eye. And she knew no one could change his mind except Felicia.
Felicia stood on the street corner waiting for her next trick. Some how it all seemed harder than it used to be with a strange man. But she knew if she kept busy she could ignore her troubles. She had several clients that day. It had been a long day for her. She looked in the distance and saw a car. She could not tell what kind it was. She laughed. She could not believe a client stood her up. That had never happened. She called Kristine to pick her up. She really just wanted to go home. Tomorrow was Friday and she hoped a better day was ahead. It was the night she would see Robert again. She got home and took a long soothing bath. Wrapped in her towel she walked into the living room as the phone rang. It was Robert. How much will it cost if I just want to talk to you and not have any sex? She giggled with a cracked voice. Well I am willing to negotiate. OK. My place same time as last week
Felicia hung up the phone smiling. For some reason just talking to him made her feel good. Felicia knocked on Robert's door. It was a crisp cool evening. The door opened and she disappeared inside the door. Have a seat Felicia. She set down and relaxed back into her chair. Laying her purse down beside she looks around the walls at the pictures. Pictures lined a book case of military services. She saw him in uniform. As she looked at the pictures a feeling of fear overwhelmed her as she saw the Police Academy sign at the bottom in one of the pictures. It's OK Felicia I am not with the police department. Felicia jumped at the sound of his voice. What do you want? It's OK. You are safe here. She relaxed again in her seat. Her white tee shirt and jeans fit her very well. I just wanted to talk to you. Do you ever get tired of your work? Felicia you can't like what you do.
Hiding her feelings the best she could she told him. Òh, I do all right. I get to meet lots of people. I visit really nice places too". She looked at him and forced a smile. Robert I don't think you want to be my friend so let's quit fooling ourselves OK? He sat down directly in front of her and took her hands. My friends call me Robert. I would really like for you to also. He gave a gentle soothing smile. She looked at him and smiled back. Ok, Robert what do you want to talk about? I would love to help you find different work. I kind of thought you might be tired of your work by now. She looked at him and laughed. You wanna help me? She sighed and said don't try to save me Robert. Spend your time and effort on someone worth saving. I have nothing left to save. She showed her sadness to him.
Sometimes when you do things wrong, you spend the rest of your life paying for the mistakes you make. I don't believe you. If loose the ability to love or care about someone, then you have nothing left to save. If you loose your compassion, then you have nothing left to save. But I see alot of compassion from where I am sitting. I think you care about people as a whole. Felicia you are not very happy with your job now. Unless someone helps you, you will have nothing left to save. Tears suddenly fell from her face. She hugged him. For the first time in her life she felt like a human being. Somebody treated her with respect and decency. Felicia held him tight like a person would hold on to their greatest treasure.
"Yes, Robert, help me and free me from my miserable life." Robert kisses her tenderly on the lips in the silence of the room only a small "poof" is heard. Felicia jerks in his embrace and as he releases her steps back with a surprised look on her face. The white of her T-Shirt has a black hole over her belly which gradually is encircled in a crimson wetness. Her hand moves to clutch her belly trying to keep the crimson from spreading. A questioning look on her face. "Why?" she says with a gasping sigh. "I know you would never fit in with my friends and business acquaintances, the past would keep coming up. I had hopes you would refuse me and I could break it off but now I know you want to be with me" Felicia stumbles backward falling into an overstuffed chair. "Poof, Poof" The small calibre gun with silencer whispers again. One slug makes her left tit jiggle as it slams in and lodges in her lung. The other jolts her whole body as it enters just below the xiphoid process of the sternum and passes through her stomach and lodges in her spine.
Two new black holes being surrounded by crimson wetness. Felicia's body twitches and writhes and slides from the chair onto the floor. Her contortions taking her from a sitting position to one on her back. Robert lays down the gun and moves to her side, unbuttoning the top of her jeans and unzipping them exposing the white panties under them. He pulls the jeans down her smooth legs and off over her feet. Then the panties are moved over her shapely butt and hips and down past her thighs and calves and finally over her feet. He leans and licks up the inside of her thigh and tastes the sweetness of her groin. Felicia continues to writhe.
He moves up and unzips his pants pulling his rock hard hot throbbing shaft from it's covering. He rubs it over her grimacing face leaving a small trail of pre-cum on her cheek. Once across the lips and then he stations himself between her legs and lifts her knees around him as her hips squirm. Slowly he stretches her as he enters her for one last time. He begins to move his hard shaft in and out of her with machine precision. Driving deep into her, her breasts jiggle the fabric of her T-Shirt. One breast covered with almost totally with red wetness, the wet fabric sticking to what remains of her nipple. The other side showing a hard nipple straining to rip through the fabric.
As he drills deep into her, the redness from the two belly wounds slowly meets as her breath becomes raspy and short. He claws into her hips as he raises them and as she takes her last gasp and her eyes dialate and fix on his in an eternal stare, he spews a huge load of hot seman into her now closed sperm vault. He withdraws and wipes himself on the tail of her t-shirt. Robert picks up her jeans and panties and lays them on top of her dead body. Slipping a strong arm under her back and knees he picks up her limp body and carries it to the basement where the incinerator is for the apartment complex. The incinerator is nearly full of trash and he stuffs her body and clothes in with them and closes the door. He then pushes the button on the wall and starts the fire that will fully dispose of her body. Upstairs again, Robert picks up Felicia's purse and takes it to his closet. He pushes open a small hidden door and a concealed compartment opens and he puts the purse with the nine others that line the inside. He may be a dreamer after all, but he is also a collector who likes memorabilia of his dreams.