This is the opening to a novel I started several years ago. My laptop was stolen so the rest is lost. I think I'm going to try and rewrite it for NANO this year, so I thought I'd post this to get some reactions.
Chapter 00: Intro
Professor Julia Herron down shifted as she neared the entrance to the Nuclear Testing Facility. She mashed the brake gingerly and went down another gear. The old Jaguar sedan slowed with a menacing growl from the dual exhausts. Downshifting again, she cut the steering wheel to the left and entered the dark empty parking lot of the place.
Cutting her lights, she allowed the car to coast on toward the brightly lit gates. Before she reached the lighted area, she stopped and let the car idle. The rumble of the exhaust sounded powerful even with the old car standing still.
The Jag was her baby; she had hand built it from the ground up and the only thing stock about it was the body. Underneath the 1957 Jaguar salon body was a late model fuel injected American V-8 nestled in a racing chassis. Such a machine could barely satisfy Julia's need for speed.
Julia cut the engine and relaxed for the first time in a little over three hours. That's how long it had taken her to cover the three hundred miles from her home to here. She was early and hadn't needed to hurry but she had much rather fly down the back roads in the middle of the night than cruise the freeways in the daylight.
She needed her adrenalin fix from time to time and this was as good an excuse as any. When the Government called you out for an emergency, you had a free license to speed and she used that every chance she got. Although from where she sat, there didn't seem to be any dire emergency at the moment.
Everything was quiet, eerily quiet. The dark brooding beehive shaped building silhouetted against the night sky seemed to be normal. There wasn't any hustle and bustle at the gate. No flashing lights and sirens to mark impending doom. When she rolled down her window, even the insects sounded normal.
In her mind she went back over what she knew of this place, which wasn't much. It had been built back in the late eighties for magnetic research under a Doctor Lance. It had been hooked into the bases atomic reactor power grid in the mid nineties and shortly after that, Doctor Lance had been killed or maimed. The details had never been released.
The place had been shut down for over ten years and they had started to dismantle it earlier in the year. Several workers had been killed and several more were missing. That's where she had been called in. Dead workers the Government could handle but missing ones sent up red flags all over the place, especially when the workers held clearances to top-secret places.
The fact that the project, whatever it was, had been shut down years ago didn't matter. The Government policy was everything in and nothing out. Missing workers were loose ends and that was her job, tying up loose ends. She was a specialist of all things, a Jill of all trades and a master at problem solving.
She had been a child prodigy, raised by the Government to work for the Government. Her mind was a sponge soaking up everything she came in contact with. Math, science, psychology, physiology, you name it and she could tell you about it. That's what made her the highest-ranking troubleshooter the Government had. If there were a mess anywhere, she would be knee deep in it.
Bright lights in the rearview mirror brought Julia up from the depths of her thoughts. At first she took the lights for a big truck and then she realized that it was a very large motor home. That could mean only one thing. Her supposed boss, Brad Place had arrived.
Brad was cover for Julia, a slight of hand to keep her free and anonymous. In reality she had total control with Brad as a face man for the media. It had worked great for years but as of late Brad had taken to acting like he was the Boss for real. He was supposed to take all the public bows and leave her in the shadows to do what she did best.
Julia knew what the problem was and it was her own fault. She had become his lover and let him talk to her about marriage. She did love him, as much as she had ever loved anyone, but now he was getting the idea that he was in charge of everything. His ego was growing even larger than it had been originally.
Things in the world had been quiet as of late and they hadn't seen each other for several months. Maybe now was the time to take her control back. She would have to wait and see, Brad could be cold and aloof at times and this might be one of them. She doubted it though.
If the anxiety and butterflies she felt were any indication, then they would be on each other like starving wolves. They weren't exclusive yet but neither of them had any other outside interests. It should prove to be a wild and interesting morning and the main reason Julia was so early.
The motor home had pulled off to the right and parked. A few minutes later a very large man in a dark suit came around the front of it and walked toward her car.
Julia grinned and got out. "Harrison, how are you, a long time no see."
"Miss Herron, it always a pleasure to see you. The boss wants to know if you'd care for a bite of breakfast." The huge black man asked with smile.
"If you're cooking then yes but if he's cooking, no way." Julia replied with a grin of her own.
"I'm cooking so you're safe, at least from the food." Harrison ended with a deep rumbling laugh.
"Don't worry about me, Brad's the one that may be in trouble on that account. I've been way to busy with this committee and council to have time for myself as of late. So if you hear screams from him don't worry, I'll have everything under complete control and if you hear screams from me.... Well, then you'll know I'm getting what I want."
Harrison laughed and shook his head. "Why don't you two just go ahead and get married. Even I can tell you two love each other and every time you get close together, you end up fucking like there's no tomorrow. The last time I had to take two cold showers and neither one helped a damned bit."
"Be careful Harrison, one of these days I might just get brave enough to marry the asshole and then you'd be stuck with both of us. Although with us being together all the time, it might take a little of the adventure out of our sex life."
"I doubt that. You are two of the horniest people I've ever known," he said as he escorted her around the motor home to the door. "You go on in and greet him, I'm going to stay out here and have a smoke."
She knew that this was his way of giving them some privacy. From the first step into the bus, Julia was tall enough to lean over and give Harrison a peck on the cheek.
"You're a good man and a better friend." She told him as she climbed the other two steps.
She paused there and looked down at him for a second before she whispered, "One of these days I'm going to get the nerve up to invite you into the bedroom with us. That would put Brad properly in his place and probably kill me in the process."
She fanned her face with her hand for a second and then blew out a deep breath. "Damn, Brad's in for it now."
Harrison laughed as she went on inside.
Julia thought about her love for Brad but wasn't sure if it was real or not, or if she could put up with him and his ego all the time. And Harrison was right, although their sex was infrequent; it was ferocious and all consuming, a mixture of animal lust and loving passion. Julia also wondered if that would change if they married.
Brad was sitting on the couch as she entered and rose to meet her with an ardent kiss. Her arms went around his neck as she kissed him back just as passionately. His lips on hers, his arms around her, and his caressing knowing hands shot her mood from horny straight to lust. All thoughts of love, marriage, and putting him in his place disappearing like mist in a high wind.
She ground her hips against him and hooked a leg behind one of his for more leverage. She wanted him and wanted him now. Brad must have felt the same way as his hands dropped to her ass and pulled her tighter to him, his hips moving as much as hers.
Julia released his leg and without breaking the kiss started them moving toward the short hall to the bedroom. Half way down the hall they were fumbling with each other's clothes. His suit coat hit the floor, followed shortly by her satin jacket. His shoes were left in two steps along with hers.
Brad's back hit the bedroom door and he reached back to fumble with the knob. Julia was feverously working on getting his shirt off, which wasn't helping him with the door. When she pealed it off his shoulder and down his back, the cuffs were still buttoned. Somehow she twisted it around one wrist and back around the other.
Julia had his belt undone and was working on the button and zipper when she heard Harrison ask, "Why don't you two get a room?"
She wondered the same thing. Brad hadn't opened the door, so she reached around and did it. She hadn't realized that Brad was leaning on it until he stumbled backwards and they started to fall. They ended up in a heap on the floor, Julia's skirt up around her waist and Brad's pants around his knees, his arms still pinioned by the shirt.
Julia raised her leg and used her foot to close the door. A loud wolf whistle from the front of the motor home told her that she had just flashed her naked bare pussy at Harrison. That just pushed her over the top. She broke the kiss, jerked Brad's underwear down around his thighs, and climbed across his hips.
She paused and grinned down at him for a second before she whispered, "Baby, I'm fixing to fuck your brains out."
Brad looked at her with a shocked look on his face. She had never spoken to him in such a crude manner before. When she grabbed his dick and rubbed the head along her sopping wet seam and around her equally wet opening, he suddenly believed her.
With wild abandon, Julia impaled herself on Brad. They both moaned loudly as she settled down along his shaft. Two hard up and down movements of her hips had her sitting on his hips. She paused for only a second before she was true to her word and rose up until just the head was inside and then dropped her hips to sit down hard.
