Chapter 1- Lucien
The unmistakable smell of winter was in the air, as a firm Chicago wind came sweeping by. It surrounded me and entered my body, the chill settling in my bones. The need to get somewhere warm ran rampant through my brain but I decided to stay a little longer on the water's edge. The tangy smell of rotten garbage nearby was enough to make anyone want to leave and yet I lingered. The waters of Lake Michigan had always had a calming effect on me. Ever since I was a child, when my mother would bring me to walk around on the docks watching people working, it had been that way. That had been when she had the time and she wasn’t working herself to the bone to provide for us after leaving Russia.
Eventually, I couldn't fight the cold anymore and I knew it was time to leave. My car had been running for nearly thirty minutes and when I arrived, a cop was just about to write me a ticket. The lights of the patrol car were swirling against the inky black sky creating a blur effect. It seemed to mess with my eyes a bit until they relaxed and took in the figure standing next to my car. It was a female cop and I knew I needed to lay on the charm and lay it on thick. Anyone out in this weather was not here kicks and giggles.
“Sir,” she said as I approached; her pen paused in writing. “Did you know you were double-parked and it's after hours? You’re not supposed to be here.”
She looked tense and I knew she was probably out here alone. I offered a smile and tried to not look menacing in the headlights of my car.
I was known for looking menacing; it seemed to be part of the job description.
“Apologies officer,” I held up my leather gloved hands in defense. “I was just visiting the docks. My mother use to bring me here all the time as a child.”
She eyed me again, a smirk on her face. “And what would your mother think of you being out here in the dark at this time of night?”
Lay it on thick, I thought.
“She wouldn’t think much of it, Officer. She would be trying to fix me up with a beautiful woman like yourself…she would say Lucien…why haven’t you found a beautiful woman like this officer to marry and bear me grandchildren…”
It was almost as if lightning struck. Me and the officer were the only two people out here. It’s me and it’s her. Soon we were in the back of the blacked-out Tahoe I’d recently purchased and her pants were in the front of the vehicle, dangling from the rearview mirror. Our bodies became a blur of nothingness and sameness at the same time. For just this moment in time…we were tangled up in each other. Two people taking advantage of the dark.
My hands biting into her flesh as I bounced her up and down on my dick.
She rode me.
Hard.
This was how it was some days… I loved sex. I loved the feel of a woman beneath me, or in this case on top.
The cop had her head thrown back in ecstasy. Her blond hair was around her like a halo and my hand went up to her glossy strands to try and wind my hands through them. Eventually, I caught hold of a good chuck and gripped with all my might, as my right hand bit into the meat of her hips to hold her in place.
She cried out, and her moans sounded like pain and pleasure mixed.
I didn't care if she was climaxing.
I was and I spilled inside of her.
When it was over and done with, she slithered off to the side. From where I was sitting and adjusting my pants that were at some point around my ankles, I could see snow flurries beginning to fly around. I couldn't remember if the weather report said it was supposed to snow but it was beginning to.
“That was fucking amazing,” she says.
For me, it was an average encounter but I didn't want to be unkind.
Our heavy breathing had fogged up some of the windows. The cop drew a smiley face randomly on the fog and I became slightly irritated now because I will have to get the car detailed. It had also gotten hot inside of the SUV. The minute I could, I was going to put all four windows down. At the moment, my next thought was getting rid of her.
“Yeah, we’ll have to do it again sometime,” I fed her a line.
She buys it.
“Really?”
“Yeah, why not?”
I can see her smiling out the corner of my eye, despite that it's dark. Reaching into my wallet, I pulled out a business card and handed it to her.
“Oh wow,” she smiled at the black and white card that has my name and title on it.
General Manager and Owner.
