All in a Days Wor

{ This is a continuation (part 2) of 'All in a Days Work'. Please begin there if you landed here first. Everyone portrayed is 18+.}

I'm half asleep, awoken from a deep dream. I can tell it's a bright morning, 8:30 or later with my closed lids. Wrestling with the desire to return to sleep, the decision is made for me by my body's sudden need to urinate. I slip off the side, and make my way to the john. Washing up, I see my eyes in the mirror, and they are crusted in the corners. A hot wash cloth soothes them, and cleans away the sandman's residue. My brush is handy, with a few strokes my hair's rats nest is resolved and I look closer to normal.

Searching for a tee and joggers, my eyes scan the bed, seeing bared skin covering two thirds of the mattress. Suzie was sleeping on her back, those sexy mounds begging to be loved, Sam having one arm draped around her. Memories bring a smile, at the recollection of last nights tryst. The three of us pleasuring two on one for hours. Breasts, eyes, pussies, non-stop hands and tongues teasing lust from our loins time after time until we eventually relaxed into sated puddles of sleep.

I needed coffee, but paused to pull the duvet over the pair of beautiful sleepers, so innocently posed, one couldn't imagine the naughty skills they exposed during the love fest.

The Jura espresso machine had water and beans, so I got the cold milk attachment from the fridge, and selected a double latte from its menu. In a moment, the smell of caffeinated ambrosia enticed me to take a first sip. I was an addict it felt, as my body relaxed into the taste savouring the moment thanking me for feeding its fix.

I scanned the news on my iPad, but it's the same old stories.

A pair of arms slid around me from behind, and soft kisses caressed my neck.

"Morning sexy, we going to repeat last night?" Suzie's voice purred in my ear.

I took her hand and guided her to my lap to have a proper kiss. She was still naked, having been on the outside, was able to slip out leaving Sam blissfully asleep. I filled one hand full with a breast, and kissed her softly as she moaned her pleasure.

"This is a nice 'good morning', Suzie. You looked like such a good girl this morning, nobody would ever realize how much of a bad girl you are," I joked.

"I could say the same, Clay. Both my exits are tingling this morning because of you two."

"Yeah," I smirked, "we corrupted you? There was enough moral shadiness to paint us all deviants." I chuckled. "You good this morning? No regrets?"

"More than good Clay. I needed a good lay. My girl and I haven't had any time together since she discovered that wife beater you are poking my ass with now." Suzie grinned, "I'm happy for her. Her last choice was a douche since day one, but she didn't see it until the end. I hope we get to do this regularly. Seeing you two love each other when you are intimate, is a real turn on. Sam and I have had fun and love together, on and off, but you both treated me so lovingly last night, I felt really included and wanted. It was more than fun for me."

I was thanked with an embrace, and a loving kiss, then her head on my shoulder.

"Sam speaks highly of you Suzie. I love her, and by extension, I feel protective of, and warm towards you too. I need to know how Sam feels about our night, and if she is secure about us enough you wouldn't be a potential disruption to our relationship."

"Sam and I have known each other a long time. I would hope she didn't include me last night if she had doubts about your loyalty. Personally, I think she has feelings for us both beyond a wicked sex fest."

I'm late for my morning run today. If you two have a slow start to your day, maybe we can have a shower together."

"I think I'll wake her up with my tongue in her pussy. We should be really dirty when you get back." She winked.

I grabbed my hoodie and headed out.

Normally there wasn't anyone parked on the street, it tweaked as I jogged past the dark car, but didn't register as noteworthy. Leaves were mostly gone now, the winter winds blowing them into the shadows. Wouldn't be long I'll be taking this indoors at the gym. The trails were old friends, and far more enjoyable than a treadmill. Swinging home, city noises were waking up in the background, and breakfast was to be had. I half noticed the car was gone, and the thought never so much as registered in my memory.

Getting back, the shower was running, and squeaks from the girls were happily echoing from the hall. Figured they were in the midst of antics, so I started in on making French toast. I just flipped the first pair out of the pan and they came giggling into the kitchen. Here you two, start on these. And pointed at the plates and syrup.

Sam gave me a morning hug and kiss. "Thanks baby, you spoil me."

"Me too said Suzie," and hugged me before grabbing a plate.

"You guys were supposed to wait for me to shower," I pretended to pout.

"Snooze ya lose handsome. This little one was a dirty girl this morning. She got me all wet before I got out of bed, so I returned the favour in the shower." She winked, "We have any plans today?"

"Nope. Make a quick tour of the house to tidy up before the maid service arrives and get all the laundry pre-sorted."

"That's rich, cleanup before the maid gets here?" laughed Suzie.

"Doesn't want them to know he's a slob." Sam chuckled back.

I finished my breakfast, and seconds for them, then went for a shower to begin my day.

Timing was pretty good, as there was a knock at the door. It was Big guy #1, of Sam's father's body guards. I had totally slipped he was coming by to discuss security protocols.

"Come on in, sorry I never caught your name last visit," and held my hand out for a shake.

"Arnold, Clay. We have a place to setup?"

"Sure, the office?"

He and I sat down, and he declined coffee or snacks.

"Right to business, eh?" I commented.

"He smiled, this will be less than two hours. Its about situational awareness, and how to respond to perceived threats. When we are done, you should be aware of what things to look for when out with Samira and/or her family. We haven't had an incident, but there is political unrest in the home country recently, and even just local thugs with opportunity, like in Samira's encounter."

It was very interesting, and I received a lot of insights I would otherwise never have been exposed to. At the end, he suggested a review, and a few scenarios.

One, was seeing something out of the ordinary, a person, change in landscape, cars that look out of place. Even if you don't recognize the change, just the intuitive feel something is different.

"OK, well for example I saw a car parked where one almost never sees anyone, this morning. The street across from the building has a green space, and there's nothing to visit. The park has its own lot as does the building, I guess is why. I didn't pay much attention, and I believe it was gone when I came back from my run."

"Very likely nothing Clay, but that's certainly the kind of thing exactly, and you had a feel it wasn't supposed to be there. If it happened again for example, try to catch the make/model/plate, and a description of any persons inside. Record it out of sight while its fresh. Don't be obvious. If it means you don't get all the information, that's better than raising anyone's suspicion you were observing, vs carrying on by. Here's my card. If I'm busy, leave a message with the details of anything no matter how stupid it sounds. It's our job to determine if its significant."

"Thanks Arnold. I know this week everything is going to look different, but I will leave a message if I see that or another car, or hang-abouts, etc. Or anything, really. "

"OK Clay, we will refresh this in a month, since everyone only remembers what they use immediately after a session. A couple refreshers, and some experience, and it will become second nature. Take care."

The girls wanted to hit the big mall for new runners. Of course, that meant a hike and lunch too. I agreed to escort them, and we left once they got themselves together. I was looking around now, curious to try my sense of observation. There was a guy by himself that did look off. He was normal enough, Asian, his clothes weren't eye catching. More his stance was unrelaxed I began to sense. I didn't look at him again until we had moved on a lot. I caught his reflection in a shop window by chance, and had to stop myself from instinctively turning around. The girls arrived at a shop they 'had' to check out, so I sat on a bench in front to wait. Looking in the opposite direction, I found another reflection showing he too had stopped, and was reclining against a wall. This I thought was noteworthy. Perchance I could get a shot, I took a selfie with Sam when they came out, and he was in the frame, though a way back.

We continued our day, stopped for lunch, and he was gone far as I could tell. Heading back to the car, I used store windows as mirrors, and noted he was quite a-ways back, but going in our direction.

When I got to the car, I left a message for Arnold, and texted the photo.

"Who you texting Clay?" Sam asked.

"One of your dad's guys. Its nothing, but after our meeting this morning, he was pretty clear I should give him updates."

"Oh my big protector." Sam giggled.

"Seriously Sam, there isn't anything, just testing the process to see how he reacts to my updates. But while we are on the topic, maybe keep an eye if a car follows you to work and or home. Don't do anything, or look obvious. Just check your mirrors a bit more attentively. Kinda for practice."

We dropped Suzie off at her place and headed home.

"Thanks for today babe, and for last night. I feel so lucky you love me, and open to sharing Suzie. We've been BFFs for ages. She's the one who introduced me to girls, so I think we have a special bond. You were so.. Clay, I guess. But very kind and loving to her, as you are with me."

"Sam, I think it's how you two were so natural together, and you encouraged me to do things to her. I wouldn't have initiated any of that if we had just been naked together, and say the two of us only shared you. In hindsight this morning, Suzie gave me a nice hug and kiss, and mentioned hoping this was going to be more regular. What have you been thinking, about the three of us being together like this again?"

"I know you had fun. You rocked Suzie, maybe even ruined her. You made me feel I was your woman, and Suzie was a treat. If you two get any warmer and fuzzier, should we do it more, I think it will be having two people I love as one. Right now it's been two people I love separately, and there is a concern the other will grow resentments over time being shared. I hope if you come to love Suzie, you have room in your heart to love more than one equally."

"Sam, you will always be above anyone in my life. Should Suzie become as important as you, we will have to have a serious talk among ourselves as to how it evolves. For now, I have a concern, and I would prefer it's occasional, and we don't become dependent on being three. Of course, you can't plan, since life has its own mind. I want you Sam. If it means Suzie being a big part of you, then I'll be onboard of course"

I got puppy dog eyes and a hug. "Make love to me Clay."

I walked her to the glass wall in the family room, and slid her outfit off a piece at a time. As she was denuded, I kissed the freshly uncovered skin before the next piece was removed. I lifted her hands over her head and leaned her against the glass for the world to see. Her mound was dripping with desire. Her legs had a wide stance, providing access to her amorous abode. My hands teased touches all over her body, palpitating her breast meat, light pull on her nipples. Neck kisses, and play bites on her shoulders.

I ran a finger through the damp lips checking her oil, then guided my snake into her bald biscuit.

I took her deeply and slow, one hand with a firm grip in her hair, the other roaming between teasing her breasts, and her clit.

"Harder Clay!"

"No."

I kept my leisurely pace as she whimpered for a pounding. Her juices left a drip on the floor, and others languidly followed, as I took my slow time with her, enjoying the feel of her enchanting enclave. Despite her urging to speed up, her breaths became shorter, and spasms would rock her body. Tortured moans escaped her lips wanting desperately for her release to overcome her senses. As my load built, I spent time focused on her pearl. Sam rocked back hard now at a faster pace than I was going. I synchronized her thrusts, feeling the end was imminent.

Sam screamed, and a vise gripped my shaft as she shuddered through waves of pleasure. I gave in to my needs, as her hidden valley pulsed and clenched, driving my system into releasing my needs.

I put my arms around her, as she sighed, leaning back into me. My member sliding out and our liquids oozed out to deepen the puddle of lust on the floor.

"Mmm you bad man. I was so exposed. All of me open to anyone walking by below."

"Oh, so you loved it, didn't you?" I grinned.

"Gosh yes Clay, I love you taking me your way. It makes me feel owned and desired."

"You very much are Sam. You are indeed mine, lover."

She turned, and we embraced, kissing, and feelings each other's skin and emotions.

"Getting hungry?" I asked.

"In a bit, any ideas for dinner?

"I was going to make fettuccine and an Alfredo sauce, with chicken."

"Yum, can I do the chicken?"

"Sure Sam, I'll make the sauce. Garlic bread?"

"How about bruschetta? Pretty sure we have the ingredients."

"OK, let's get started. We can do up the bruschetta together, towards the end."

Dinner was great, and the carbs were making us sleepy, as we snuggled on the couch after.

"Clay, feel like a run? I need to burn off this meal before I fall asleep here in your arms, which is too easy." Sam asked.

"Sure, I only did one loop this morning, so this is a good opportunity to get my steps in."

We layered up, and began a trot to the adjacent green-space. I picked up a parked car with the driver apparently waiting. It was too far away to read the plate, but Impala, black. We had to run the length of the block, and turn the corner to head down to the entrance and find the trail-head. As we approached the entrance, a black impala went down the street, past us and kept going. Last two digits 08. Coming back, it was parked at the far end of the lot in shade of the streetlights, and could easily be overlooked. I still couldn't read a tag without approaching, so we stayed the course and arrived home with no other sightings. I forwarded my observations to Arnold, and forgot about it.

Two weeks later Sam and I did our usual morning run. Six am, chilly, and dark. We warmed quickly, smiling at each other, and glad for the company. Coming off the trail, we slowed our pace to a brisk walk. Cutting through the parking lot, a dark van whisked up next to us, two guys getting out and grabbing Sam. I went into a reflexive lunge at the closest guy and hit his jaw hard enough to break it. The other attacker doubled his efforts dragging her into the opening. She wasn't going willingly, elbows striking, and biting his arm. The first guy seemed unphased, and recovered quick, pulling out a baton. I stepped into him before he could pull back grabbing his armed wrist and twisting it painfully, grabbing the baton. Once it was in my hand I made a short vicious strike to his skull, and he dropped. Sam's attacker was in the van, beginning to get purchase with his feet inside against the inner side, pulling hard. I slipped through the crack between them and the door pillar, and began a neck hold, cutting off the O2 to his brain. He released Sam, and tried to break my hold dropping his weight and pulling, while twisting. His head was twisted in my hold, and his actions resulted him slipping, then a snap, as he broke his own neck trying so hard. Releasing him, I went for the driver. He was still buckled in, and wide eyed at my appearance. A couple well placed punches and he was out. I grabbed the keys, and checked on Sam.

"Hurt anywhere Sam?"

"Think I'll have a sore muscle or two. Maybe need a tetanus shot," she chuckled.

I smiled, "I'm happy you are in good spirits."

"You kidding? You were a Tasmanian devil on their asses. I just knew you'd keep me safe."

Sam held me close, and kissed my face all over.

I took out my phone, and took pics of their faces, and the overall scene. Next, I called Arnold, and fortunately he answered. After I gave him a quick overview, he said he will contact the authorities, and wait for him to get there before talking to anyone. Meanwhile, the driver was rousing. I used the baton this time, and he went back to sleep the hard way.

A police cruiser showed up, no siren, and of course the same two cops from before got out. I got an evil stare from the big guy, then his partner asked "What happened?"

"Nothing to say until security gets here. I was informed to advise you not to disturb the scene until they arrive."

Big cop began," You don't tell us what..." until his partner told him to stand down. At least one of them had some brains.

Arnold arrived about 20 minutes after I called him. He showed his credentials to the officers then he and I walked through everything. He took detailed pics, and searched the individuals for ID and any other evidence he could gather.

He went to the officers, and advised them to contact the coroner for the deceased individual, and ambulances for the other two. They were to be kept secured at all times, and not allowed to talk to anyone.

Upon hearing one was dead, big cop looked at me like he was a rottweiler staring at steak. The other officer had questions for Arnold, who informed them this was politically motivated, and he would provide them our statements once he brought in the proper authorities on the matter. Their job was to secure the perpetrators, period.

"Clay, I'll debrief you at your place, so see you in a bit."

We walked home and showered, making breakfast, and calling our prospective offices to advise we were unavailable today.

Arnold arrived, and he began the interview, recording the conversation. He got Sam's statement first, and only asked a couple questions. He was more thorough for me, and wanted details how hard did I punch, did I do this, do that, hear them speak, and many more.

"You are in the clear Clay. The coroner's evidence is needed, but I'm sure it will support your statements. The feedback you sent me over the last couple weeks was excellent. We didn't get a make on the person at the mall, as the photo wasn't detailed enough. However, your remarks indicate you were indeed under surveillance. As you were with the car. Since you alerted us, our team was looking more carefully, and we found the ambassador was under surveillance as well.

It seems Sam was the intended abductee to gain influence over the Ambassador.

This time we have their photos and ID, and will be able to run it down to see who is behind it. We have access to resources beyond the city police, and they have agreed not to object to our investigation if we share information with them. Of course we filter what they get, but mainly they want your statements for their archives.

My concern is you handily dispatched this team, and they may try again with more, or armed persons. I'd ask you to curtail off hours running, and you, Sam, being in public unattended until this is resolved."

Sam asked him about co-workers or past visitors being at risk. Arnold replied she should advise them to be alert and take precautions, but it's highly unlikely. Sam was the objective.

"So Arnold, I take it you aren't private security, but with a government agency?"

"He smiled and answered yes," not elaborating.