Becky seduces Veronica's Husband at a Cost
Veronica' loses her career and her family
Inspector Becky Morris, a corrupt inner city police officer is a director with the vice squad to put task forces together for sting operations and breaking up drug rings. Her latest task is to put together a plan to bring down a drug lord name Terrance Burford better known as "Fastfingers". This will be a difficult plan to execute as Becky is on Fastfingers's payroll and doesn't need or want him caught.
Becky has a three o'clock appointment coming to her office. She leaned back in her chair and smiled to herself as she thought about her plan.
It starts with one officer trying to infiltrate the gang and get in good with Fastfingers. A female officer is needed for this job. The female must had not worked on the streets or known around the community.
At three she was expecting young officer Veronica Miller, a 24 year old new police officer who had just graduated from their police academy. She is married and is an attractive woman. About 5'4" tall, 118 pounds, nice figure with brunette hair, white skin, and beautiful blue eyes. She was from a small community and had only moved to the big city for the first time after getting married and taking her new police job.
Veronica husband's name is Sam, a police officer in the same precinct with a different job entirely. He has been on the force for the past year. Sam was not happy that Veronica was on the force as he wants to start a family.
Over the past year before Veronica came on the scene Becky had been flirting with Sam. She was always hitting him, but without success. She knew he was married. Becky was totally different as she was 10 years older than Sam and she weight close to 300 pounds. Nevertheless, Becky wanted Sam bad and is willing to do what was necessary to get him.
Veronica was naïve, inexperienced, lacking in any street smarts, and ambitious. It was her ambition that Becky was counting on to lure her into her trap.
There was a knock at the door. "Come in." Veronica entered. "Officer Miller, good to see you. Please have a seat." She did.
"Veronica, I know you are new to the city, but for those of us who've been working here for many years, we have had a major thorn in our side here for a long time. He is a badass black pimp and drug dealer who goes by the street name of, "Fastfingers". He runs most of the prostitution and drug dealing in our precinct. We've been trying to bring him down for a long time, but we just can't make anything stick."
"What does this have to do with me?" she asked.
"I'm getting to that. You're brand new here. You've not worked on the street. Nobody knows you. "Fastfingers" has a thing for young woman. I'd like to put you undercover at his bar, the "The Dark Cave". He runs his operations from there. He has a pad and office in the back, but it's a fortress. If we could get someone in there on the inside, even for a short time, we might be able to get enough info for a warrant or wiretap, and then we could bring him down. You'd be doing the city and department a great service, and if it works your reputation in the department would be made. With your school and academy record, you'd sail to the top."
Veronica liked the part about rapid promotion. That is what Becky was counting on.
"Wouldn't it be dangerous?" Veronica asked.
"There would be risks, but we'll have undercover officers outside the bar at all times. All you would have to do is hit a key on a special cell phone we would give you and they would be in there in 30 seconds. Now it's very important if you do accept the job that you not tell anyone about this operation. No friends, family, co-workers, absolutely nobody period. This is for your own safety. For the record you'll be listed on special detached admin duty, but only I will know about your special assignment. You would need to tell friends and family that you will be out of touch for up to three months on a special, confidential assignment."
Veronica thought it over. She liked the idea about her bringing a major criminal down and the rapid advancement that would follow. She was too inexperienced to recognize the danger.
"I can give you more time to think it over."
"No, I'll do it."
"That's great! I knew we could count on you. We'll schedule some briefings next week to go over all the details."
As she walked out of the office, Becky smiled to herself. Hook, line, and sinker she thought. She could not know that Inspector Becky had been on Fastfingers's payroll for years, and that the whole thing was a setup, which the pimp was looking forward to. He loved breaking in uppity, inexperienced, young, white girls. There would be no backup officers.
Veronica went home that night and told Sam her husband that she would be on a special assignment for a couple of months or so. Sam went absolutely insane that she took the job without discussing it with him first. He wanted a family, Veronica wanted a career. Little else was said to me about the assignment, but she could see that Sam was more agitated than usual. Sam noticed that she was more frigid than usual and her all-knowing attitude was more pronounced. They argued up to the day Veronica was to report. Sam had badgered Veronica on details up to the day so left.
The following day Sam did his own investigating at the precinct and found no information. Sam continued to search and ask around, but all roads led to a dead end.
Two days later. Veronica sat nervously at the bar of the "The Dark Cave". She had never spent time in an inner city neighborhood before and was not comfortable or used to being around black people. There were no white men in the bar, but there were several white women, who looked to be from the wrong side of the tracks. She finished her first Jack and coke. She was wearing a low cut cocktail dress, which showed a lot of cleavage, which she never would have worn in her private life. Inspector Becky had suggested it. No man had yet approached her, which she thought strange.
Then she felt a powerful presence behind her and turned around. She looked into the eyes of "Fastfingers" and shivered.
"How are you doing tonight, baby doll?" he asked, in a deep, very masculine voice.
"Fine thanks," Veronica said, barely above a whisper.
She was stunned by him. He filled up the whole room. He looked to be around 45. He was about 6'3", 240 pounds with a bald head. He looked the part of a pimp. His shirt was open, revealing a powerful chest. He smelled of Creed Himalaya cologne and a strong male scent. His skin was black as coal.
"Well, that is good. I have never seen you in her before. You are slumming?"
"No, just exploring the world and getting out of my comfort zone."
"Well we are glad to have you. My name is Fastfingers." He stuck out a giant hand, which overwhelmed Veronica's much smaller one. She felt his raw animal heat.
"Veronica."
"Well it is nice to meet you." "I see your glass is empty. What are you drinking?"
"Jack and coke."
"Barry," he said to the bartender. "Get this pretty little lady another of our 'special' Jack and coke on the house." That was the code to lace the glass with a lot of ecstasy and a tranquilizer.
"Coming' up boss."
Fastfingers handed her the drink. "My you are a pretty little thing. That's the prettiest hair I ever seen," he said, as he gently stroked her hair, looking down at her full breasts and licking his lips. Veronica trembled and drank her glass down in nervousness. Soon she began to feel dizzy, light headed, disorientated, and warm all over. Her breasts felt warm and heavy, and they tingled, and this feeling slowly worked its way down between her legs. How could I feel this way? She tried to think? She felt almost faint.
"Baby doll you look a little under the weather. You need to rest a bit." With saying that, Fastfingers took the much smaller Veronica and walked her to the back of the bar. He came to a heavy steel door and opened it with a special security key. That was the last time the public would ever see Veronica.
He walked her through and bolted the door behind them. He walked her through an office and then into an apartment with a bedroom, living room, and kitchen. He sat her down on his king size bed.
"You'll feel better with a little rest."
"No I'm fine." Veronica couldn't think clearly. But she just barely managed with great effort to find her cell in her purse and push the emergency key. Fastfingers smiled at that. Becky had briefed him fully on the setup.
"Do you want to make a call, young one?" He took the phone from her and smashed it flat under the heel of his boot. He kissed her cheek and ran his thick tongue up and down the side of her face and into her ear.
"No, please don't do that." He licked her lips, and then kissed her hard on her mouth, his lips completely covering her mouth with his tongue completely filling the inside of her mouth. All the air was sucked from her lungs. In the back of her brain she felt distant fear, but she was too stunned and overwhelmed to move or speak. Fastfingers began unzipping the back of her dress.
"No please, stop."
"Now you hush baby doll. Your daddy Fastfingers gonna treat you right."
