This story was written without the knowledge or consent of the members of Da Kine Bail Bonds. No harm or offense is meant to anyone portrayed in its content.
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The music coming from the DJ booth was throbbing through the room as I sat in a far corner of the bar nursing a beer. My roommate was supposed to meet me here about 20 minutes earlier. As of yet she hadn't arrived or called. So I figured I'd finish my beer, call a cab and head home.
I heard some excited screaming coming from the front of the bar, and looked up briefly to see what was going on. There were too many people crowded around the front, but I heard shouts of 'Oh my God it's Leland.'and 'Ooh Leland' So it was quite easy to figure out that Hawaii's hottest bounty hunter had come into the club. I wondered briefly if he was working or here on pleasure.
I love the show and am actually a member of a few fan sites for him, but I had no intention of being just another screaming fan. So I sat there and took a few more sips of my drink.
"Is this seat taken?" A deep voice questioned from my right. I looked up and realized that none other than Leland himself was looking for a seat!
"Nope, it's yours if you want it. I'm Deana." I replied flashing him a smile.
"Hi I'm. . . ." He paused mid-sentence as he was sitting down beside me.
"Hi, did you forget your name?" I said with a laugh.
"Sorry I'm Leland . . . " he said blushing a really cute pink color.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't be a wench. I knew who you were. You probably don't get a chance to actually introduce yourself without people telling you who you are!" I chuckled
"Yeah it doesn't happen very often. So if you don't mind me asking, why are you hiding back here in the dark?"
"Oh, same as you, I'm hiding from my adoring public" Lord, I was in a mood tonight, I thought to myself. Leland laughed a deep chuckle and flashed me his famous brilliant smile. It was even sexier in real life than on TV.
"Good then we can hide out together!" He said as he scooted his chair a little closer to mine.
"To hiding!" I said as I raised my beer and he raised his cola. We sat and talked about nothing in particular for a while.
"So do you want to dance?" He asked as we set our drinks down.
"Absolutely! Do I need my purse?"
"What?"
"You know, do I need any singles?" I said as I lifted an eyebrow teasingly!
"I'm never gonna live down the whole 'Masked Stripper' thing, am I?" He answered hanging his head in mock shame after giving me a sexy wink.
"Oh no you're gonna carry that one forever! Do you realize that with that one comment, you had millions of women around the world running to change their panties!"
"Really? You included?" He said as he took my hand and held my chair for me.
"I'll never tell!" I said giving him a saucy wink! " So let's go see what you can do with that sexy ass of yours!" Good lord. I was really laying it on tonight! I don't know what was with me. I hadn't even finished one beer. But Leland didn't seem to mind so I figured I'd just roll with it!
We headed out onto the dance floor and began to move. Geez maybe he really was a stripper because the man moved his body in ways that I think are illegal in several states! The bar was warm but the temperature in our personal space seemed to soar.
It's been a while since I enjoyed getting down on the dance floor but we moved together like a well-oiled machine. In and out, back and forth with a few twists and grinds thrown in to fuel the fire. Within minutes we went from safe no contact dancing to all up on each other.
My hands roamed across the taut expanse of his hard chest as his ran down across my butt. I could feel him pressed against me, the heat of his shaft hot and hard against my softness. I leaned into him as he began to nibble my neck. God I love when a man does that. It sent shivers of ecstasy from the spot on my neck directly to my moistening slit. The song ended but we remained close, our bodies touching most intimately.
"So do you want to get out of here?" He asked breathing hard in my ear.
"Yeah. Let's get out of here!" I said taking his hand in mine. Seeing the crowd of girls at the front of the bar, we ducked out the back exit.
"I live a few blocks from here, if you want?"
"Great, let's go."
We reached Leland's truck and quickly headed toward his apt. I sat next to him with my hand on his thigh. I could feel the heat coming off his body as we pulled into the parking lot. Coming around to open my door, he grabbed my hand and we ran to his place.
Once inside we were on each other once more before the door was completely closed. Kissing me deeply he kicked the door shut behind him. My hands went to the buttons on his black button-down shirt, greedily tearing them open. His own hands made quick work of the denim mini skirt I was wearing before grabbing the hem of my lavender tee shirt and pulling upwards.
Breaking the kiss, he looked at me as he pulled my shirt off. "You know I don't usually bring girls home from the bar!"
"Well then I guess we are ok, since I don't usually go home with guys I just met!" I laughed as I reached down to unbutton his khakis. Leland's sensuous mouth was once more on mine like a condemned man devouring his last meal.
Within minutes we were both as naked as the day we were born. Scooping me up in his beautifully muscled arms, he headed down the hall toward his bedroom. Setting me down gently in the middle of his big brass bed, he reached into his bedside table to grab a condom.
"You don't mind do you?" He asked holding the tiny foil pouch before me.
"Hell no!" I said taking it out of his hand. With my other hand I pushed gently on his chest, indicating I wanted him to lie back. Holding the pouch in one hand, I used my teeth to gently tear it open. Setting the opened pack on his firm belly I leaned down between his solid and lightly haired thighs and took his semi-hard shaft into my mouth. I began the slow up and down movement of a first-class blow job. The low groans coming from Leland told me I was doing a good job. Once his cock was hard, I pulled the condom out of the pouch and set it on the tip of his cock.
Looking up at him with a wicked gleam in my blues eyes, I took the tip back into my mouth rolling the condom down with my lips.
"Oh god that was so hot!" Leland said as I sat up sliding forward, ready to impale myself on his hard ready shaft.
RIIIIIING!!!!!
Beep, beep beep!!!
Our phones began to ring simultaneously.
"Damn" He said with a groan.
"What the . . . " I said realizing the beep of my phone. "I'm not gonna get that!"
"I'm sorry I gotta get mine, that's my work phone!" He said with a curse.
We both ran into the living room to find our phones amongst the heap of clothes.
"Bail Bonds!" Leland said as he answered his phone.
"Hello! This had better be important!" I griped into my phone, realizing it was my roommate, Nadia.
"Dee, I don't know what to do . . . they are gonna get him, and I'm gonna go to jail!" she blubbered in my ear.
"Nad, what are you talking about, slow down, take a deep breath and talk to me!" I asked her trying to get her to calm down. Leland had gone into the kitchen to take his call, so I sat down on the couch after grabbing our clothes off the floor. Nadia took a few deep breaths and began to explain, as I sorted our clothes and folded them neatly.
"Dog came here looking for Frankie! I didn't even know he was wanted! Hell I never knew he had a record!!! We weren't home when they were here earlier, but they told the manager they were looking for him. Well I came home from work to change so I could come meet you. Frankie is passed out in the bedroom, like a typical Saturday night, but the manager told me she called Dog and they are coming to get him."
"So let them pick his sorry ass up and take him to jail!"
"But Dee I'm harboring a fugitive! I don't want to go to jail!" Nadia started crying again so I held the phone away from my ear. When I did, I heard Leland say 'I'll be there in half an hour.' I heard him curse after hanging up the phone as he pulled the unused condom off and threw it away.
"All right Nadia, I'll be right there. Don't wake him up! Do you hear me?" I told her. After getting her promise I hung up and began to dress again.
"I'm really sorry Dee, but . . . " Leland said as he pulled a pair of camouflage pants and a black UnderArmour tee shirt out of the dryer and began to dress as well.
" Somehow I think our calls were about the same thing!" I said as I buttoned my skirt after tucking my tee in.
"You do?"
"Yeah my roommate is dating Frankie Cotton. She didn't know he was wanted. She's freaking out, because she thinks she is harboring a fugitive and is gonna go to jail!"
"Well as long as she doesn't prevent us from taking him, she's fine." He said as he tossed his belt around his waist adding his mace, handcuffs and radio.
"So shall we go get him and you can claim the capture all on your own?" I said as I grabbed my purse off the floor and Leland grabbed his keys.
"I can't grab a fugitive by myself. Especially Frankie, he's known for carrying a knife."
"But see I happen to know that he is passed out at the apt, right now. It'll be an easy capture!" I said with a wink.
" I still can't get him alone. For one thing I have to have the paperwork on me, and for another thing, I wasn't supposed to be out tonight, so how would I explain how I found out that he was home passed out?" He said as we got in the truck and headed to my place.
Pulling into my parking lot, Leland leaned in to kiss me goodnight. Without really thinking, I reached down with my right hand and gave his shaft a few gentle rubs, distracting him, while quickly slipping his handcuffs off his belt. I dropped them into my purse and said goodnight.
"Maybe we can try again another night?" I said as I kissed him once more, turned and hopped out of the truck. He waved as he turned the truck around and headed down the highway.
'Oh geez, I just stole his handcuffs!' I thought to myself as I stood there waiting for him to turn around and freak. But after three or four minutes I realized he was most likely not coming back, so I turned and ran up to my apt. Unlocking the door, I saw Nadia sitting on the couch, curled up with a pillow looking like hell. "It's cool Nad, I've got everything under control."
Walking into my friends' bedroom, I thanked god that Frankie was lying on his back with his arms stretched above his head.
