(fictional story about fictional characters in the public domain)
They were trapped like rats; locked inside the West Bay Bank vault. There were four of them: phobia-riddled former brilliant detective (and now brilliant consultant) Adrian Monk; his beautiful personal assistant Natalie Teeger; SFPD Captain Leland Stottlemeyer (longtime friend of Monk); and SFPD Detective Randy Disher. Ironically , the moment the vault door slammed closed, Monk had solved the case, saying "here's what happened," and told them that the entire bank staff had conspired to rob the branch.
Monk had been posing as a security guard the bank hired to calm any fears their customers had after the robbery; and they had gone inside the vault to look for clues, and to check Monk's safety deposit box. He wanted to be certain that his late wife Trudy's diamond bracelet was still safe. The staff had locked them in the vault, turned off the phone and ventilation; knowing that it was a long holiday weekend and there would never be enough air to last until Tuesday morning.
They had expected the neurotic Monk to retreat into a trance, but he had remained fairly lucid. He had once survived a weekend trapped in a submarine by imagining that his therapist was present by his side. Capt. Stottlemeyer had suggested that they use Trudy's diamond bracelet to saw open a padlock on the door of an electrical box.. The venture had reduced the bracelet to a handful of diamonds, but they successfully opened the box and found a keypad connected to the bank's message -board. Randy had typed a distress message, hoping to get the attention of a mime stationed outside the bank; but no one was very optimistic.
After several minutes of sitting on the carpeted vault floor staring at each other, Natalie started to think about her life and mortality. She stared at Mr. Monk and started to get moist between her legs. Ever since he had put on that security guard uniform she had found herself attracted to him. She knew the uniform was part of it; Mitch, her late husband, had been in the Navy; but she realized she truly cared for Monk. She was fond of all of them. She was surrounded by the three most important men in her life and she wasn't going to die without making sure they knew it.
Natalie stood up in the middle of the vault and announced, "I don't know about you, but if I'm going to die in this vault...I'm going out with a bang!"
And with that remark, Natalie unbuttoned her blouse, shrugged it off her shoulders and threw it in a corner revealing a skimpy, white lace bra that just barely concealed her nipples.
Monk, curled up in a corner, looked over and pleaded, "Natalie, what are you doing?"
"I'm showing the three most important men in my life how much I care for them," she replied and reached behind her, unfastened her bra and let it slide off her arms. She revealed to the men, the most perfect, perky B-cup tits they had ever seen. Leland and Randy stood up and just stared at Natalie...she was really a beautiful woman. Natalie couldn't believe what she was doing, but the more clothes she removed; the hornier she got. She kicked off her shoes, unbuttoned her slacks and slipped them off one leg at a time.
Watching her tits jiggle around was giving Stottlemeyer and Disher erections that were begging to be released. Monk tried to look away but couldn't, and as he looked up at Natalie, clad only in a barely-there white lace thong he thought to himself that she was truly the most beautiful woman he had ever seen (yes, even more beautiful then Trudy). He had always admired her wonderful legs, and now looking up at them, they seemed to be endlessly long. He couldn't help himself as he reached out with both hands and stroked her perfectly smooth thighs..they were so soft, and smooth...like silk.
Natalie looked over her shoulder at Disher and Stottlemeyer and joked, "let's go...chop, chop...get those clothes off." The two men looked at each other momentarily, shrugged their shoulders and started shedding their suits. No matter how embarrassed they might be, neither was going to miss out on an invitation from Natalie for sex. Natalie returned her attention to Monk, offered her hand to him to stand up, and softly said, "I had a feeling you were going to need some help."
She glanced over at the two others; and saw that they had already removed their jackets and shirts; and was pleased with what she saw. Although Randy was considerably younger and better toned than Leland; both were in good shape and not unpleasant to look at. Anticipating what was to follow; Natalie's nipples hardened. She whispered to Monk, "Adrian I know you are probably going to be embarrassed at first, but if we are going to die here, I want to show you how much I have come to love you."
As she lovingly kissed his cheek, he replied, "here's the thing...you know I feel the same." Natalie unbuttoned his security guard shirt, slipped it off his arms, and helped him tug his undershirt over his head. She noticed that Leland and Randy were standing in their shorts (Leland-boxers and Randy-tighty-whities),and socks; and had to chuckle to herself because Leland actually wore garters.
