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Chapter Three
The Results
Six weeks after his meeting with Mr. Evans, Dorian found himself back in the man’s office to find out the results of the investigation. It was perfect timing, as Klaus was due in town that very evening and Dorian planned to confront him.
“I was right, wasn’t I?” Dorian said as he sat down. The grave expression on the other man’s face was confirmation enough.
“Yes, you were.”
Dorian sat back in his chair. “Let’s have it, then.”
“Would you like a drink, first?”
Dorian’s eyes widened. “Am I going to need one?”
“Yes, I believe you are.”
“Oh, hell.”
After giving the Earl a gin and tonic, heavy on the gin, Evans pulled out a large accordion envelope. “You were right about Iron Klaus being cautious. My operative was able to follow him, but wasn’t able to get anything beyond some photographs at first.” He pulled out an audiocassette and put it into a tape deck. “She was able to get some excellent audio, however…”
Dorian’s eyes widened as he heard the Major’s voice on the tape. He was talking to a woman! Klaus and a woman! God, it’s worse than I thought.
*
“That was the most boring meeting I’ve ever been to,” the woman sighed. “I’m so glad you decided to leave early.”
“Just the same crap as every other meeting,” Klaus replied. Then his voice changed. “What are you doing?”
“I’m getting undressed, silly.”
“Don’t bother. Just take off your pantyhose.”
“Ooo, you are an impatient one, aren’t you?” the woman cooed. This was followed by the rustle of clothing and then the creak of a mattress. “And you have a condom! How very foresighted of you.”
Klaus responded with a grunt.
“Here, let me do that.”
The response to this was a low groan from Klaus. Then the mattress was creaking again. What followed was the woman making the unmistakable noises of someone being banged into the mattress.
“Harder! Harder! Oh, you’re so good!” she squealed. “Yes, yes!”
The woman turned out to be a screamer, and gave a shriek as she climaxed.
*
When Evans stopped the tape, Dorian returned to reality. “A…woman…” he said in a small voice. “He’s seeing…a woman?”
Evans cleared his throat. “Apparently, that was just a one night stand, Lord Gloria.”
“What?” Dorian felt all the blood drain from his face. “There are more?”
“I’m afraid so.”
“How many?” Dorian waved a hand in the air. “Never mind, don’t tell me.” He drew a deep breath. “Would several cover it?”
“Yes.”
“I take it there’s more?”
Evans nodded. “My operative recorded several such…encounters. Then she was spotted and gave the answer I told you she would.”
“After what I just heard, I doubt she gave him the creeps,” Dorian remarked.
Evans cleared his throat. “No. He propositioned her.”
Dorian’s eyes grew wide. “What?”
“I don’t encourage this in my people,” Evan said as he pulled out a videotape. “They’re only supposed to act as decoys. But she…agreed.” He hit the play button. “The camera is in her purse.”
*
The location of the camera became obvious when a hand reached in to switch it on and adjust the angle. Then the purse was left open facing the bed.
“I have a condom, if you need one,” the woman said.
“You always carry condoms in your purse?” Klaus replied.
“Not all men come prepared. And I don’t like taking chances.”
Klaus gave an approving nod as he opened his trousers and pulled them down. Then he sat down on the bed. “We don’t need it for what I want.”
The woman’s face was obscured from the camera by the purse. Whatever her reaction, she did not object verbally. She climbed onto the bed, kneeling beside Klaus, who laid back. She did not waste any time, taking his erection into her mouth and sucking for all she was worth. Klaus responded with a low moan, a hand reaching up to tangle in her hair.
The woman had obviously done this before. She slowed her progress, pulling gasps from Klaus, who arched his back and thrust up into her mouth. The encounter lasted for several minutes before he finally climaxed with a loud groan. The woman milked every last drop from him before finally sitting up, a triumphant look on her face.
*
Dorian sat staring into space as the tape was paused. God, women! I’m being replaced by…women!
Evans drew a deep breath. “One of my other operatives discovered that the Major has a favorite club that he frequents in Bonn.”
Dorian’s eyebrows went up. “Does he indeed?”
“It’s run by a woman who has several dozen aliases. I’m sure if I dug deeper I could find her real name. She currently goes by the name of Little Sheba.”
Oh, God, it’s worse than I thought. “You’re joking?”
Evans shook his head. “She’s an exotic dancer.”
“Klaus is seeing a striper?”
“Actually, she’s a belly dancer.”
Dorian’s eyes nearly fell out of his head, his mind flashing back to the belly dancer Klaus had been so interested in in Alexandra. Fuck, I knew there was something to that.
“Little Sheba’s…er, club caters to like minded people, if you get my meaning. She is a procurer of other…partners upon request. Fortunately, she’s not averse to secretly videotaping her clients,” Evans was saying. “For a fee, of course.”
Dorian took a gulp of his drink as the videotape started to play again. When he saw and heard Little Sheba, it became obvious that her origins were nowhere near the Middle East. More like Middlesex, judging from her accent.
*
“I thought I heard you were in town again, Major,” Little Sheba said as she entered the bedroom on the screen.
“Just got back,” the Major replied. He was already pulling his tie off, having tossed his jacket on a chair.
“And what can Little Sheba do for you tonight?”
“You can lie down and top talking,” Klaus said succinctly as he stepped out of his trousers.
“Oh, Major, you know how turned on I get when you’re forceful,” the woman cooed as she pulled off her underwear and got onto the bed, still in her costume.
Klaus put on a condom and then climbed onto the bed, pushing her spread legs further apart. He reached down, placed his erection into position, and then gave a sharp thrust.
Little Sheba gave a sharp gasp, her back arching as the man’s cock entered her body. Then the top of her costume was pushed up, exposing her breasts. Klaus leaned down and started to suckle on one, while fondling the other. Then he began a steady rhythm of thrusts and Sheba moved her hips to match him, her breathing growing faster at the same time.
“Harder! Oh, please, harder!”
This was all that was needed to spur Klaus on. He thrust harder into the woman, causing her to writhe beneath him, her legs kicking into the air. This went on for several minutes before the woman climaxed. She let out a loud moan, her back arching. She wrapped her legs around Klaus’s waist as he continued to thrust into her, causing a second orgasm, and then a third before he finally came himself with a loud moan of satisfaction.
Klaus rolled off the woman and onto the bed where he lit a cigarette. Sheba smiled and rolled over, laying her head onto his chest. “You’re the best, Major,” she sighed.
*
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