Tamed by Love (Agent Lovers Series Book 2) (6 page)

“The last time I saw them, they were in jeans and leather jackets. And now: I’m amazed!”

“How do you know them?” Maria asked.

“I’ll tell you another time, dear,” Josh said, and Maria left well enough alone, for now. When a young man asked Maria to dance, Josh nodded, smiling. He gazed after her briefly, before he turned back to his friends. “Your wives are really providing fodder for conversation. I overheard some guys placing bets on who’ll get with them first.”

“Excuse me?” Chris choked on his champagne and looked at Josh with the same shocked expression as Gray.

“Apparently we’ve already been here too long,” said Gray, even though they’d been there barely an hour. But this short time was already enough for some men to forget their manners and try to chase after married women.

“I think so too,” said Chris, looking for Jennifer. But all of a sudden, she wasn’t on the dance floor and neither was Liz. They had both disappeared.

“As soon as I find Liz, we’ll call a taxi. You guys can stay here if you want,” Gray said to Terence and Jeff. He tried to give them the car keys, but they shook their heads.

“When you go, we’re going, too. But it would be better if one of us drove. How many glasses did you toss down anyway?”

“No idea!” Gray pressed the car keys into Jeff’s hand and he and Chris went looking for their wives.

“I’ll bet something’s happening again,” said Jeff.

“What do you mean by that?” Irritated, Josh looked between Jeff and Terence.

“Maybe we’ll be surprised,” said Terence, although he also had an uneasy feeling that something was up.

***

Happy to get away from the crowds, Liz stepped outside. She looked around the poorly lit parking lot, turned a corner and saw a bench in the distance. She headed for it and sat on the bench with a sigh. She was fiddling around with the tiny clasp on one of her high heels when Jennifer sat down beside her. Finally Liz got the heels off and kneaded her left foot, then her right one.

“I hope we won’t have to endure that again anytime soon,” she said and looked at Jennifer who was also giving her bare feet a soothing massage.

“Anyway, Townsend should be happy we made it. He spoke with Chris and Gray earlier …
Ouch
!” Jennifer grimaced when the ball of the foot she was working on started to hurt even more from the vigorous kneading. “Not enough that Chris dragged me here and almost destroyed my feet, but three of my ‘dance partners’ couldn’t keep their hands to themselves. I bet my bottom’s black and blue.”

Liz laughed and stopped massaging her feet. “Probably the same guys who very discreetly stroked my behind.” She took a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from her purse.

Now it was Jennifer’s turn to laugh. “Every other woman has lipstick and make-up in her purse; you’ve got cigarettes.”

Liz shrugged and lit up. She inhaled deeply, exhaled with a blissful sigh, leaned back, and enjoyed the momentary peace. Jennifer cursed, rolled her eyes, and motioned in the direction they had just come from. Four men headed straight for them. Judging by their expressions and purposeful stride, the guys appeared to be following them for only one reason: they probably wanted to continue what they started on the dance floor.

“So much for being on my best behavior and not striking when they groped me. And Gray claims I’m always the one looking for trouble!” Liz stubbed out her cigarette and flicked the butt in a trash can next to the bench.

Liz and Jennifer had barely stood up when the four men formed a semi-circle around them. Thanks to the bench and the huge wall behind them, they were surrounded. A simple get away was impossible.

“Look at you two darlings! All alone out here?” said a guy who was tall and strong, but his face still had something boyish about it. He was maybe twenty, if that.

“Looks like it, doesn’t it?” said Liz taking a step toward him and sizing him up with a challenging look. “And we would like to stay alone. Understand?”

“This chick really has some fire in her veins, Dick! This is going to be fun!” said the second guy while numbers three and four nodded, grinning.

“Dick?”
said Jennifer and looked at the two men in front of her. “Couldn’t you think of a better nickname for your buddy than calling him a
dick
?”

But
Dick
was anything but insulted. He ran his tongue over his lower lip and grabbed his crotch. “My buddies gave me the name for a reason. It’s built like a freight train,” he said confidently. He lifted his hand and ran his fingers boldly over Liz’s neckline and between her breasts.

Instead of turning his freight train into a toy train, Liz looked at Jennifer. She was being groped by number three while number four licked his lips in anticipation. A barely perceptible nod was all Liz needed. She smiled first at Dick, then at his buddy beside him. “You want to have a little fun with us?”

“Of course, cupcake! I know your husband can’t give you what you need.”

“But you think you can?”

“Absolutely! Women like you are never satisfied with just one man,” he said while his buddy squeezed her breast and hefted it lightly up down as if testing the ripeness of fruit.

It took all of Liz’s will power not to slug him. She needed to create some separation. At the moment, she and Jennifer were standing almost shoulder to shoulder and the four wanna-be-Casanovas were too close for an effective assault. Liz kicked her shoes aside and planted herself in the center of the two guys. Her bare feet were on the rough asphalt which was still warm even though the sun had gone down a while ago.

With a beguiling smile, she stroked the chest of the obvious ringleader before she unbuttoned his shirt. Then she acted like she was pleasantly surprised when she saw his broad chest. Dick reached for her hips to hold her tightly, but Liz turned out of his grasp, and gave him and his buddy a seductive smile. Skillfully she maneuvered herself out of her confined position and Jennifer did the same. Now the four stood back to back in twos. But Liz and Jennifer wouldn’t run away. That wasn’t their style and never would be.

Liz positioned herself in front of Dick again, slid her hand under his open shirt and felt his shoulders and bare chest. When one of her hands moved over his erection which strained visibly against his pants, he moaned. “Is that what you want me to do?” she purred in his ear.

“A lot more than that.”

“You got it!” With a firm grip, she suddenly grabbed it tightly and his previous moan became a painful scream. After his friend next to him recovered from the surprise, he grabbed Liz’s shoulder to push her away. But she was clearly faster, and Liz delivered a powerful kick to his stomach which sent him to the ground. Then she dragged Dick, who was hunched over with both hands between his legs, by the hair and took him away from the others.

“And? Do you still want me?” she yelled.

“No! Of course not!” he said.

“I can’t hear you!” she yelled again.

“I said I don’t want you anymore,” he said more clearly, though subdued. The macho guy suddenly became a whimpering puppy.

“And will you ever molest another woman like this again?”

“No!”

“Louder!” She grasped his hair tightly and shook his head so he cried again in pain.

“No! I’ll never molest a woman again! I swear! Really! Never, ever again!”

“There we go.” She gave him a shove, delivered a powerful smack to his behind and to add to his humiliation, Liz said, “Now go back to your mama!” From the corner of her eye, she saw Jennifer had taken care of her first ‘suitor’ and was working on her second.

The guy Liz had immobilized earlier picked himself up. With a shout, he came after her, but Liz dodged the attack and tripped him. He fell down face first. Quickly she nabbed one of his arms, pulled it back, turned him over and grabbed his hair. Then she pulled him up.

“That wasn’t nice. First you grope me in the middle of the dance floor, molest me out here and now you’re violently attacking me!”

“You’re just a couple of sluts! Lousy, dirty sluts,” he said. Liz hurled him against one of the parked cars. Before he could recover, she banged his head against the hood.

“What did you call me, you wimp?”

“Sluts!” Again she slammed his forehead against the hood.

“I’ll keep doing that until you show me the respect I deserve.”

“Bitch!”

Bam!
Again his head hit the metal. The dent in the car was unmistakable, but Liz didn’t care. At that moment, it was only important this scumbag learned his lesson.

“What was that?”

“Bitch!” he said softer, almost tearfully. Again she slammed his head into the car.

***

Maria’s dance partner returned her to her husband and she linked arms with Josh. The smile on her face paled a little when she noticed the brooding atmosphere that had spread among the men. “Has something happened, darling?” Maria asked Josh.

But it was Jeff who answered. “Liz and Jennifer have disappeared. Gray and Chris are looking for them.”

“Oh, I just saw them.” Maria pointed over her shoulder. “They went toward the parking lot a couple minutes ago.”

“But then they would have passed by us,” Jeff said.

“Not necessarily,” said Josh shaking his head. “There are two other entrances. One leads straight to the parking lot.”

“That’s the one they went out of,” said Maria.

“Then we better go after them now. I can’t shake the feeling that there’s trouble brewing. And it would definitely be better, if Gray and Chris didn’t see it.”

“What shouldn’t we see?” Gray asked when he emerged from the crowd.

“We have the feeling your women are getting into trouble again,” Terence said.

“Where are they?” Chris asked.

“The parking lot, supposedly.”

“Alone?”

With a shrug, Maria said, “Some guys left right after them, probably getting some air.”

“Maria!” Josh said.

Gray and Chris quickly pushed through the crowd. Terence and Jeff followed.

“What’s wrong? They probably just wanted to get some fresh air. What’s so bad about that?” Clueless, she looked at Josh.

“Knowing Liz and Jennifer, they probably didn’t go out just to get some fresh air,” he said and pulled Maria after him. She assumed he meant that both women were enjoying themselves now with the four men. No wonder their husbands had reacted as they had.

***

Gray ran to the parking lot. Chris was next to him with Terence and Jeff just behind them. Gray looked around but couldn’t find Liz, Jennifer, or the men Maria had mentioned.

“Maybe she was wrong,” Chris said.

“Doubtful! It would be hard to mistake Liz and Jennifer for someone else.”

“Maybe they’re already back inside.” Josh said after he caught up.

“What about the men who followed them out? They have to be around here somewhere.”

Suddenly they heard noises and immediately ran toward them, turned a corner and stopped abruptly. Jennifer was banging a man’s head against a lamppost, and Liz had another and was introducing him over and over to Josh’s car, of all things. A third guy was hunched over on the ground whimpering to himself. A fourth man came lurching toward them, one hand holding his crotch. When he saw Gray and Chris, he went white as a sheet and braced himself with one hand on the wall before he collapsed. Gray ignored the man and continued on toward his wife, shaking his head.

***

Liz again banged the groper’s head hard against the hood.

“What did you say? What am I?”

“A woman that I never should have touched!”

“Well, then! Lesson learned! Do you see that here?” Liz said to the poor guy and held her hand with the wedding ring in front of his face. “That means I’m married. Keep your hands off married women! Keep your hands off
all
women who say no! Do you understand me?”

“Yes! Never again!” he whimpered.

“Let him go, Liz! I think he’s had enough.” Gray stood behind her suppressing a smile. Startled, Liz whirled around and accidentally pulled the man’s hair again. He screamed and clung desperately to Josh’s car so as not to fall to the ground.

“Gray! What are you doing here?”

“Will you let him go already?” Gray said and pointed at the guy who could barely stand.

“Oh.” She let the man go and he slumped down. He held his head with both hands and groaned.

“You wrecked another car,” said Gray and shook his head with a sigh.

“But this time it wasn’t on purpose! He refused to apologize so I had to punish him. Besides, I was going to leave a note so the owner could contact me about the damages.”

“No need for that. The car belongs to Josh.”

“Oh! ... Um… I might have to replace a lamppost too.” Liz looked at Jennifer.

Jennifer grimaced after discovering a long rip in her dress. While she explained herself to Chris, she made short work of the ripped material hanging down. Afterward, the dress was much shorter and looked like a mini-dress. Now everyone could see she was wearing cream-colored lace panties, and Chris took off his jacket and wrapped it around Jennifer’s shoulders.

“I think that’s enough for today. Don’t you? We should go home.”

Liz nodded and collected her high heels. “I’m really sorry about your car, Josh,” she said. “Just send me the bill.”

“Oh, I will. You can be sure of that!” There was no reproach in his voice. He laughed, along with Jeff and Terence. Then he watched the two unusual women walk to the other side of the parking lot with their husbands. Gray and Chris apparently experienced heaven and hell simultaneously in their marriages.

“And I thought they might be doing something completely different out here,” whispered Maria, shamefaced.

“Just as well that they were already done with the four men when Gray and Chris arrived.”

“Why?”

“Because they wouldn’t have gotten off so easily!”

“I can believe that!” a deep voice behind them said. Surprised, Josh and Maria spun around. Townsend stood behind them, lighting a cigarette. “Please send the bill to me.”

“But why, Sir?”