The Purloined Panties - An Erotic Detective Adventure (5 page)

“Are you two lesbians?” Valerie asked
coyly.

I laughed. “Heaven’s no. Sheila is one of
those people who are always falling in love. Since she moved in
with me in January she has fallen madly in love with at least three
guys. Her latest is a guy named Robert. We’ll see how long that
lasts. I have told her not to get a real boyfriend until her
divorce is final in a few months. I don’t get serious easily. Maybe
I will find Mr. Wonderful and maybe I will not. I love sex. I enjoy
the touch of a woman as well as men. I would love to touch you.
Does that answer your question? How about you? You are pretty and
dynamic. I am surprised you don’t have good looking college studs
falling at you feet.”

“I had a boyfriend, but he was boorish. I
have no trouble getting dates, but I find I get easily bored. The
truth is I haven’t had a date in months. Guys ask me out, but I
guess I’m not that interested. Does that make sense?” Valerie
asked.

“How about the fraternity party, could you
meet someone there?” I said.

“I would not even go, but I have to be there
as president of the ABDs. I might cut out early. We’ll see,” she
said.

The door opened and Sheila came in. “Hi
everyone. It looks like you are comfortable,” she said looking at
our naked bodies. “I wish I could stay but Robert is coming by to
pick me up.” With that Sheila bounded to the back of the house to
change.

We finished the dinner and bused our plates.
I quickly rinsed everything off and put them in the dishwasher.

“Shouldn’t we get dressed if this guy comes
in?” Asked Valerie.

“No, I’ll get us some robes.”I
responded.

Sure enough the doorbell rang. I let in
Robert. I introduced him to Valerie. Sheila came out looking sexy
in a miniskirt and sweater top. She kissed Robert and they waved as
they left.

I refilled our wine glasses, lit some
candles and lowered the lights. I put son CSN&Y on the stereo
and led Valerie to the sofa. I took my robe off and helped Valerie
off with her robe. We sat down, Valerie to my left. We kissed, out
tongues embraced.

“I’m nervous,” Valerie said. “I’m not sure
what to do with a woman. God, you are beautiful.”

“I’ll tell you what. I’ll do something to
you and then you do the same thing to me, okay?”

Valerie nodded. I leaned over and licked her
left nipple and bit on it lightly, sucking on it for several
minutes. I sat up and she did the same with my right nipple.

Valerie sat up and I did the same with her
right nipple. She reciprocated with my left nipple. We kissed again
and I massaged her breasts. She massaged mine. We continued to
kiss.

I sat Valerie so we were facing each other
on the sofa, our legs around the other’s waist. I massaged her legs
as she did mine. Her eyes focused on the scar on my left hip. She
touched it and looked at me inquisitively.

“When I was with the Marshal’s office I was
shot. It caused me to be forced into a disability retirement.”

“Does it still hurt?”

“Sometimes it hurts. I can’t run long
distances. It’s one of the reasons I still swim and workout at the
gym.”

“Your body is magnificent,” Valerie said. “I
wish I could look like you.”

“I work hard at keeping the hard body. I
work out at Sheila’s gym. I lift weights. I swim. I do something
every day. You are very beautiful too. You have a wonderful
softness. I want to lose myself in your flesh.”

“I’m not soft, I’m fat.”

“Don’t be silly. You have a wonderful shape.
With a little exercise and toning guys would be dropping at your
feet.”

Valerie laughed. We continued to rub each
other’s legs and thighs. I ran my hands to the inside of her
thighs. She did mine.

“I remember reading about you in the
newspaper,” Valerie said. “That was a pretty wild story about the
Church of the Loving Way. Were you scared?”

“I shook for two days after it was over,” I
admitted. “But I was in the middle of the plot. I didn’t have time
to think about being afraid.”

“What did you think about a church devoted
to sex?”

“I thought it was great. I wish the church
was all about pleasure and not about theft and murder. The evil of
the leaders trumped the positive aspects of their message. Nobody
was forced to be in their holy orgy. Everyone had free will. The
evil became a cancer destroying the good.”

“What’s happening with the trial?”

“I’m not sure if there will be a trial. Once
the interrogation started everyone started to turn on everyone
else. There are only two who were arrested who have not cut deals.”
I pushed Valerie onto her back and traced her labia with my
fingertips. I slipped two fingers in her pussy. “Let’s concentrate
on us.”

I leaned over and licked her navel. I buried
my face in her soft midsection, biting her soft flesh tenderly. I
kissed her abdomen and licked down to the top of her pussy. I
licked the inside of her thighs and her labial lips. Valerie purred
softly. I nibbled on her clit for a moment and then kissed my way
up her torso to her mouth. We kissed again so she could taste her
own juices.

“Let’s go to the bedroom,” I said, taking
her hand. I lit two candles in the bedroom and pulled back the
bedspread and top sheet. We crawled onto the bed together and
embraced. We kissed and groped each other. I put my head on the
pillow and lay on my back. Valerie mimicked my actions from the
sofa. Her full lips felt warm and exciting as she kissed my breast.
She ran her hands over my abs and kissed my navel.

Valerie sat between my legs feeling my calf
muscles. “You must be very strong,” she said. “Your body is
amazing.” She leaned over and kissed my thighs. She kissed the scar
on my right hip and ran her hands behind me, grasping the cheeks of
my buttocks. She kneaded my muscular ass. Valerie licked the inside
of my thighs and my pussy lips. She inserted her tongue into my
cunt, tasting my juices as they began to flow.

“Valerie, that feels great,” I moaned. She
sucked my clit while burying her fingers behind me. I felt the slow
build up of arousal. I pulled her head back up to mine and we
kissed again.

I reached down and finger fucked Valerie. I
was not gentle, but commanded her reaction. She moaned and then
groaned. I knew I would bring her to her first orgasm of the night.
I increased the momentum.

“Oh, God, oh, shit, Jesus Christ!” she
yelled as her body stiffened. I felt a flood of her juices flowing.
I could feel Valerie’s heart pounding.

I flipped positions to a sixty-nine, pulling
her on top of me. Her cunt was in my face. Her nose was buried in
my vagina. She attacked my clit with the same vigor I was using. I
was already nearly ready. She quickly put me over the top. I
climaxed, even as I brought her to a second orgasm.

Valerie did not relent. I came a second time
and then a third time. Finally I had to pull her off of me before I
went crazy. Again we embraced and kissed. Finally we lay side by
side in each other’s arms.

Valerie took a deep breath and talked, “I
have never had someone do that before.”

“Eat your pussy?” I asked.

“Bring me to orgasm,” she said. That was the
most wonderful thing I have ever experienced. I couldn’t even get
my last boyfriend to go down on me.”

“Honey,” I said, “what good was he
then?”

We rested a few minutes and then got out of
bed. We walked out to the living room. I put on my robe as Valerie
got dressed.

“I wish I could stay, but I have class in
the morning,” she said.

“We will do this again soon,” I said as we
kissed and walked to the door.

The rest of the week was uneventful. Sissy
Harwell called me and we went over plans for Friday. Valerie called
just to talk. Sheila was pretty scarce, spending her free time with
her latest lover.

I left the office early Friday and headed
over to Linbrook Hardware. I had called ahead to make sure they had
what I was looking for. I stopped at Lindel's, the local deli, on
the way home and bought a rye and some corned beef. I bought bagels
and lox for the morning.

Sheila pulled in the driveway the same time
as I did. She looked upset. We walked in and I put my packages on
the kitchen table and Sheila sat down. I pulled a bottle of
chardonnay out of the fridge and poured two glasses.

"Talk to me," I said.

"My trainer gave notice. I think Robert is
seeing someone else. I am late with my period. How was your
day?"

I got up and gave her a hug. "Your trainer
is a sourpuss dyke. You will find a better one. You have only dated
Robert for a few days, so give him a chance. And this is not the
first time you thought you might be pregnant." I poured her a
second glass of wine.

I emptied my bag from the hardware store and
got a black marking pen.

"What are all those mousetraps for?" Sheila
asked.

I marked numbers on the bottom of each one
and explained my plan about catching the underwear thief. "As soon
as the girls leave to go to the fraternity party I am going to set
the mousetraps in the underwear drawer in each bedroom. Whoever the
burglar is he knows the routines of the sorority sisters. I am
betting he will strike. I will set quietly in the office until I
hear a yelp."

"It sounds like a solid plan. What will you
do with the thief?"

"That depends on who he is. I will probably
cuff him and call the cops."

"Let's go out for dinner," Sheila suggested.
"I'm buying."

"Where do you want to go?"

"Let's go to Spires by my gym. I left ,y new
employee in charge and I want to be sure she closes okay."

We took my Barracuda to Spires. I had a
sandwich and a bowl of clam chowder. Sheila ordered fish and chips.
We ate and talked. I finally told her about my night with Rich and
his friend on Friday and my double date on Saturday.

"And I was feeling sorrow for you," Sheila
said. "You are getting more action than me. And I know you fooled
around with that college girl. I'm surprised you aren't getting
bowl legged."

It was good to kick back with my best
friend. We finished and Sheila was true to her word and picked up
the bill. We headed across the street to the gym. It was just
closing. Sheila introduced me to her new helper, Shawna. We talked.
It turned out Shawna was a junior at Cal State Fullerton studying
kinesiology.

"I think you may have just solved your first
problem," I laughed. "And she's cute too."

"You might be right. And my third problem
may be over. I'm cramping. Let's get home," Sheila said.

We helped Shawna close up and went home. As
soon as we walked in the phone was ringing. It was Robert for
Sheila. Her problems were all behind her. He asked her if he could
come over, but she put him off and invited him for breakfast
Saturday. It was an early night.

Saturday the weather was like it had been
every day for the past week. It was overcast in the morning. I
sipped coffee and ate bagels and lox while reading the LA Times.
The Dodgers beat the Mets 1-0 when Tom Haller drove in Wes Parker
in the fifteenth inning. The Angels lost. Willis Reed scored 37
points as the Knicks took the first game in the finals against the
Lakers.

Sheila was up and waiting for Robert. He
showed up and took her out for breakfast. I cleaned the house and
worked in the yard for a while. I hit the pool and did my laps. By
lunch I was worn out at wanted to take it easy until I had to leave
to go to the ABG house. I made a corned beef sandwich and grabbed a
Coke.

Sheila and Robert returned. She kissed him
goodbye and headed to the gym to check on things. I knew that
Shawna was working and they would talk about the trainer spot. I
watched some sports on television. At three I showered and dressed.
I work black jeans with a flare on the bottom so I could wear my
ankle holster. I wore a black blouse. I grabbed the mousetraps and
headed to the ABGs.

When I arrived the house was in chaos. The
place was packed with coeds. Sissy Harwell was earning her keep
helping the girls with their dresses, hair and make-up. Valerie and
a couple of the older members were directing the flow. Pasta and
salad was served early in the evening. A couple of the girls were
being picked up by boyfriends, but most were carpooling. Valerie
explained that if they drove they could leave whenever the felt
like it and not be dependent upon one of the fraternity member who
would no doubt be drinking.

At seven almost everyone had left. Valerie
gave me a hug and wished me luck. Sissy finished cleaning up and
left by eight. I grabbed my traps and set them out according to
plan. Each drawer would have two traps. Additional traps would be
hidden under panties. I turned out all of the lights and placed
myself in the easy chair in Sissy's office. I propped the door open
just enough to see if someone walked by the door in the
hallway.

Waiting was the hardest part of any
stakeout. I had to sit in the dark and stay alert. I figured in the
perpetrator cam it would be later in the evening, but before
midnight. I sat in the dark and listened. Occasionally I stood and
stretched. I tried not to check the time every five minutes.

At nine-thirty I heard a sound. Someone was
turning the lock in the front door. I pulled my Smith and Wesson
out of my purse and put it on the table next to me. I felt the gun
in my ankle holster just to know it was there. The door to the
office opened. I took the gun in my hand and waited.

"Petra, are you in there?" It was
Valerie.

"Get in here and be quiet," I said in as
quiet a voice as I could. "You should not be here."

"Should I leave?"

"No, you are here now. I hope no one is
returning with you."

"No," she said as she grabbed my hand. "Now
I am scared."

"Fifty-fifty nothing happens tonight. If
someone does show up the odds are they will not be dangerous. If
they are dangerous I will shoot them. Does that make you feel
better?"