Chapter Four
Jarrod lay back against the old cracked leather couch, a bottle of Bourbon in one hand. The girls had cleared the coffee table away when they had burst into the room and asked him to wait there for a moment. He had reluctantly agreed.
After what felt like an eternity, he heard muffled conversation and giggling before Ruby emerged. She stood just out of reach, looking incredible with her high heels, long figure-hugging pants, skin-tight blue low cut top, her tousled auburn hair and light blue eyes. Ruby licked her lips and spoke.
"Jarrod, after we started dancing with you we had already decided we would take it in turn to date you..."
Jarrod wished they had told him that before he felt he had to take on half the city to protect them.
"...but once you saved us from Deadsie, we felt we should both share you - tonight. Even more than that, we want to give you more than just a quick fuck. We want to give you a night you'll never forget."
Jarrod felt his groin stir in anticipation as she smiled at him mischievously.
"We want you to choose your fantasy." Ruby waved her hand towards the doorway and Susan came out. Well, he assumed it was Susan.
Susan was wearing a skin-tight police woman's costume. It was electric blue latex with tiny high cut shorts, a low-cut top and knee-high stiletto heels. She had a police hat, reflective sunglasses, a black belt with handcuffs swinging from them and a badge She lazily swung a large black baton around her finger from its lop.
Ruby wandered over and lowered herself next to Jarrod. Placed one hand on his naked thigh.
"Is this your fantasy? If not, we have plenty more..." Ruby whispered seductively into his ear before darting her tongue inside. Jarrod watched as Susan licked the end of the baton before pushing it into her mouth. She then rubbed it up and down between her legs before bending over to give Jarrod a marvellous view of her ass and thighs.
"No. As hot as Susan makes that uniform look, I've seen enough of police and prison guards for quite some time" he said with a shudder.
"Are you sure?" Susan asked huskily, "we could have some real fun". She took the handcuffs off her belt, placed her hands behind her back and bent over again. Ruby took up the discarded baton and readied it behind her.
Jarrod stared for a minute, deliberating. "No, I can't do it"
"It's ok, we have much more" Ruby stated with a grin and Susan ducked back out of the room.
Ruby slid a hand along his naked thigh, "Now what will we do to pass the time while she changes?" she said, feigning bewilderment. "Oh, I know".
Ruby leaned forward, placing one hand on the side of his face and slowly drew him in for a kiss. Her lips were soft but the heat of her mouth spoke volumes of her passion. He reached behind her and pressed his own lips firmly against her own. His mouth opened and their tongues met, encircling each other in a heated dance. He pulled away from her and turned his attention to her long neck.
Jarrod brushed aside her auburn locks and kissed her in the crock beneath her ear. He felt her hand run along his arms and shoulders then under his singlet to explore his washboard stomach and chest. He reached around behind her first pulling her closer then dropped his hand down her back and under her clothes to feel the small of her back. Jarrod moved his hand up, and ran his hand along with the muscles and lines of her back, before dropping down to clasp her bottom through her sheer pants.
Ruby pulled him into a more passionate kiss, her tongue darting into his mouth, exploring his teeth and the soft recesses of his cheeks. He drank deeply of her, tasting the sweetness of the alcohol she had drunk earlier.
Jarrod slid his hand beneath the back of her pants and cupped one of her firm buttocks. He felt her slide her hand around behind him and under the lip of his shorts.
"Am I interrupting something?!"
Jarrod and Ruby turned. Susan stood there in a frilly French Maids outfit. It had a tiny white apron but the rest of it was black lace highlighting Susan's enticing figure and body beneath. It finished centimetres down her thighs, exposing the full length of her tanned, alluring legs. She wore white knee-high stockings and had a little white duster in her hand. Her hair was up in two long piggy tails that hung over each shoulder. While he gaped, Susan turned and Jarrod could see that the costume did not cover the small of her back, nor the naked curves of her G-string clad bottom. She wiggled it seductively and then bent over again pretending to dust the ground before her.
"What about this one?" she asked.
"Hot! Definitely hot but..."
"...you want to see more!" Susan smirked and sauntered out of the room. Jarrod's eyes were glued to her every movement until she disappeared from the room.
"Now, where were we?" Ruby smiled and leaned in to resume their embrace. She traced her hot little tongue along his lips and then thrust it into his mouth to meet her own tongue. He slipped his hand down the front of her tight pants and felt the button give. He pushed his hand down further to cup her labia lips. Ruby responded and pushed her own hand down the front of his shorts. Jarrod slid his middle finger beneath the lips and felt the moisture within. He glided his finger through the lips and then pushed it into her well-lubricated vagina. Her body buckled and she searched desperately in his shorts for him until he felt her hand encircle his member. The touch of her hand began to harden him immediately and soon his shorts were becoming uncomfortable.
"What about this one?"
Jarrod groaned inwardly. He reluctantly pulled away from Ruby and turned towards Susan.
Ellie was standing there. Well at least, Susan was standing there looking like Ellie. Susan was wearing a schoolgirl's uniform that looked almost the same as the one he had seen Ellie in earlier today.
