“You sound like you think you’re an expert,” Regina murmured as they got off the elevator and she started to unlock the door to her apartment.
“Try me.” He patted her bared fanny and followed her inside.
“I just might do that.”
“No ‘might’ about it!” Rodriguez took her in his aims and kissed her thoroughly. His hands kneaded the exposed flesh.
“Do you have a fetish?” Regina inquired breathlessly. “You seem fixated on that spot.”
“It’s available. Or maybe I’m just keeping my hand in,” he punned.
“Well get your hand out and try finding another target.”
“Okay.” He kissed her again and slipped his hand inside her blouse.
Regina’s breasts swelled agreeably to his touch. It had been a long time, she realized. Too long! And with all her varied professional experience, there had been very few men who appealed to her as much as Rodriguez did. She unbuttoned her blouse and guided his mouth to the straining nipple. “Ahh, that feels good!” she exclaimed. But when his hands slipped to the zipper at the side of her hot pants, she pulled back. “There’s no point in staying in the foyer,” she said breathlessly. “Not when there’s a perfectly good bed inside.” She took his hand and led him to the bedroom.
Rodriguez left a trail of clothes in his wake. By the time they reached the bed, all he had on were his shoes, socks and underwear. He sat down on the edge of the bed to take off the shoes and socks.
Regina stood in front of him and wriggled free of her blouse and hot pants. She started to turn out the light, but he stopped her. “I really dig the scenery,” he said, devouring her naked body with his eyes. He stood up and let his shorts drop.
“Oh, my!” Regina’s eyes returned the compliment. Obviously she also “dug the scenery.”
He picked her up in his arms, carried her to the bed, and dropped her there. She held out her arms to him. He fell on her like a hungry adolescent, kissing her ears, her neck, her lips, licking his way from her full, round, rose-tipped breasts down to the triangle of red curls at the base of her flat belly, squeezing her firm, plump bottom and trailing his fingers over the tremblingly erect red clitoris and moist lips at the entrance to her honeypot. Regina responded with a barrage of expertly erotic kisses and caresses which ranged from his mouth to his chest and then down to his fiercely erect penis.
“Wow! Do you ever turn me on!” Rodriguez panted.
“You turn me on too, Lieutenant! I want you!”
“I want you!”
“Now!” Regina’s fists beat an urgent tattoo on his buttocks.
“Now!” He pushed her quivering thighs apart and swung his body over hers.
And that—when else?--was the moment that the telephone rang!
“Damn!” Holding onto the Lieutenant with the grip of a farm worker plucking celery stalks from the ground, Regina answered the phone.
It was Angus MacTeague. “They’ve arrested Calvin Cabot for the murder of Faith Venable!” he howled to Regina.
“I know all about it,” she told him.
“Did you have anything to do with it?”
“Yes,” Regina confessed. “I guess I had a lot to do with it.”
“But Cabot is a client of ATOMICS!”
“I know that. But he’s also the man who killed Faith Venable! Besides, ATOMICS was hired to prove Dwight Venable’s innocence. Well, it’s been proven. The police are dropping the charges against him.” Regina looked to Rodriguez for confirmation. He nodded. “Hurry it up!” he hissed. “Or I’ll go on without you!”
Regina stuck her tongue out at him. It got an immediate and noticeable erotic response. Rodriguez groaned.
“Cabot is the one who’s paying the bill!” Mac-Teague was protesting. “You don’t think he’s going to pay ATOMICS to prove he’s the murderer, do you?”
“You’ve got a point there,” Regina admitted, trailing her fingers over Rodriguez’ groin. “I suppose not.”
“You solve any more cases like that and ATOMICS will go broke!”
“Are you firing me?” Regina asked.
There was a moment of silence. Rodriguez’ breathing sounded very loud during it. Regina pressed his mouth to her breast to muffle the sound.
“No,” MaeTeague said finally. “I guess you did a good job even if it has turned out to be a financial failure. You’re still on the payroll. Come into the office tomorrow and I'll give you your next assignment. And Regina--”
“Yes?”
“You worked pretty hard on this case. I realize that. Don’t think I don’t appreciate it. So get a good night’s sleep. You need the rest.”
“I’ll do my best,” Regina lied. With Rodriguez’ erection rudely staring her in the face, she really didn't think she’d be getting much rest that night.
MaeTeague said “Good night” and hung up. Regina replaced the phone on the cradle and turned to Rodriguez. He grabbed her roughly and pulled her over on her back on the bed.
“I don’t like being kept waiting!” he snarled.
“Oh, don’t you?” Regina dug her nails into his shoulders.
“Bitch!” He kissed her savagely. His tongue went berserk inside her mouth. His teeth bit her underlip hard.
“Ouch!” Regina’s breasts bobbled as she struggled playfully against him.
He grabbed them with both hands.
“Don’t be greedy!” She wrapped her legs around his hips and locked the ankles behind him.
“I’ll be any damn way I want to be!” He got his hands under her and squeezed her plump bottom with relish. “And you’ll be any damn way I want you to be!” he added.
“The hell I will!” Regina told him. “I don’t have to cater to any man! Not any more!” She was very aroused now, and the words came tumbling out of her. “I’ve got a respectable job! I’m not your plaything! I intend to get as good as I give!”
“Don’t worry, baby! You will!” His hands were busy between her thighs again.
“Orgasm is woman’s inalienable right just as much as it is a man’s!”
“You bet your bippy, baby! And you’ll get yours!”
“Damn right I will! Women’s Lib says—”
“This for Women’s Lib!” Rodriguez plunged to the core of her with all his strength.
It put an end to the conversation. Locked together, bodies burning, they writhed rhythmically, panting, straining, letting the thrills mount in unison until neither of them could contain themselves. There was one, final, long drawn out moment of ecstatic release, and then they fell apart.
“Well, baby?” Rodriguez’ voice was unexpectedly gentle. “Was that okay?”
“Perfect,” Regina sighed contentedly. She thought to herself that one of the things that made it so perfect was the fact that for the first time in her life, she wasn’t going to be paid for it. Maybe I ought to pay him! She giggled. No, that’s carrying Women’s Lib too far! She giggled again.
“What’s funny?”
Regina didn’t tell him. Instead, she reached over and touched the instrument which had provided her with such joy. “I’ll be damned!” She was both surprised and impressed. And also receptive.
“Ambitious so-and-so.” Rodriguez grinned down at himself.
“Mmmm!” Regina glanced up at his face. Inadvertently, her eyes looked over his shoulder. “Oh, hell!”
“What’s the matter?”
“I forgot to pull down the shade.” Regina got up and walked over to the window. She stood there brazenly naked for a moment and blew a kiss in the direction of Hubert Knotts’ apartment.
At his Window, binoculars trained on Regina Blue, Hubert Knotts returned the kiss. He was disappointed, but optimistic when Regina pulled the shade. The show might have been over for that night, but he was sure he hadn’t seen the last of Regina Blue.