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Lucinda yawned. She always yawned. She always yawned with Tommy. He was one of her oldest clients, and he always paid well. She liked his company, but his health was not what it was, and the Viagra always seemed to take so much longer.

Idly, Lucinda cupped her large breast in her hand, and lowering her pouting lips to it, kissed it softly. Her other hand moved, slowly, and seductively towards Tommy, reaching for his boxers.

She heard him murmur;

'Sorry Babe, I ain't ready for you yet.'

'When will you be ready?' asked Lucinda, patiently, but with an edge.

She had three more clients lined up for the morning, and they all made her climax, but she had a guarantee 'Satisfaction Guaranteed'. Tommy took so long to get going, and when he was going, it was always over so soon. He was an impatient lover. Lucinda knew that. They both knew the nature of their relationship. It was money for pleasure. With Tommy, it was his money, and his pleasure. It was never hers.

Lucinda had been a whore long enough to know that the client came first. Sometimes, though her own pleasure would have been a bonus.

Lucinda noticed the gun in the trousers of Tommy's suit. She walked over to it. Idly, she let her fur coat fall to the floor. It was what Tommy always asked her to wear. Her white fur coat, her stiletto's, and her pearl necklace. She stood in the window, and looked out over the town.

The peeping tom from across the road was watching her. He always watched her. He knew that she knew he always watched her. Lucinda looked over at him, and smiled. She waved, and she watched, as nervously he waved back at her. She turned around, and spoke to Tommy again.

'You ready yet Babe?'

'Nah, sorry, it's still not working for me.'

'Not even when you have seen all of the goods.'

'Nah, sorry.'

Lucinda cupped her large breasts in her hands. 'Are you sure you're not gay? She asked.

'God, no.' replied Tommy.

The peeping Tom had watched as this went on. Lucinda went out to the window, and noticed him. She waved again. He had undone his shirt, and his hand was in his trousers. Lucinda's hands moved down to between her legs. She watched her admirer, as he realised he was being watched. Slowly, he withdrew from the window.

'My fan is playing with himself.' said Lucinda, as much to herself as to Tommy.

'Will you be ok for a while? I am just going out.'

'If you watch the window, maybe it will get you going.'

Lucinda took her white fur coat from off the floor, and the gun from Tommy's suit. She looked at him, his penis still small in his boxer's. He watched, as she walked out the door. Tommy crossed over to the window, and as he pulled his shirt on, he watched, as he saw Lucinda. His Lucinda, at least his Lucinda for the next two hours cross the courtyard, and step into the building across the road from him.

Lucinda gently whistled to herself. She felt the cold chill of the early Autumn air against her skin. She was naked under her coat. It excited her to know that. She thought of Tommy watching her, and it excited her further.

She knew where her peeping tom was. He had been spying on her for the past six moths. He really wasn't a peeping Tom. He was a private Detective, Steve, that the police had hired to watch Tommy. Tommy was a known gangster, and she was part of the sting to take him down. She knew that prison would be like death for Tommy. He had been a handsome man in his youth. One of the old school. Now, though he was a shadow of the man that he could have been.

She knew that Tommy hadn't wanted to go out this way. She wanted to give him one last bang. The detective, Steve, was a well built handsome man, about her age. Lucinda had just turned thirty. She was an incredibly beautiful woman, with curves in the right places. People said if she could act, she would have been a big movie star.

But in this town, this hungry town, there were only so many jobs that a woman of her beauty could be taken seriously in. She did not want to become a whore, but sex was her weakness, she craved sex, and needed to be held, and needed pleasure all the time. She always wanted to date men her age and younger. She had made an exception for Tommy. He paid her three times her normal rate. Lucinda wanted to screw and fuck young men. Her ideal fantasy was screwing Virgins. There were many 18 year olds in this town that she had shown the pleasures of the flesh to. She was good, every body knew she was good. She had magic and dynamite between her legs. She had the rare distinction of being a whore who liked sex even more than her clients.

She was expensive, and high class, but worth every penny, and her clients, rich, wealthy, and well respected always came back for more. She had upset many people with her choice of career, but had not really surprised that many of them.

She walked slowly up the stairs to Steve's apartment. Steve was not a good actor, when he watched her with Tommy, she knew that she was really turning him on, and more importantly, he knew that she knew she was turning him on. Steve had been celibate for a year, he had told her that, in one of their many conversations.

Tommy knew all about Steve, but he thought he was simply a peeping Tom, he was going to get his oats. Tommy knew that he could blackmail him later. If he was going to be having sex with Lucinda, and Tommy was not, then he would at least want some of the money back. Lucinda was expensive, but was worth every penny.

Tommy felt a slight stiffening down below as the Viagra began to have its effect.

Steve answered the door, as Lucinda rang the door bell. He let her in, usually it was just to chat. Steve clearly had not been able to control himself. His face was flushed, his hair unkempt, his clothes roughly thrown on. Through the material of his trousers, Lucinda could still see the trace of his arousal.

Steve blushed as she looked at him.

'So, it is very nearly over then?' He asked.

'Yes, today is the last day. I hope you have all of the evidence you need.'

'We have hours of footage of all of Tommy's activities. We have evidence of fraud, of coercion, of any number of criminal activities.'

'Good' replied Lucinda. 'I feel it is time for your reward.'

'My reward?'

'Yes, your reward.'

'But what for?'

'All those times you watched me, screwing Tommy, that just made me so horny. Tommy is having some problems, getting it up, so I thought you could repay the favour for me.'

'I, I don't understand.'

'You do. All those times you have watched me, fucking, being fucked, my hand in Tommy's lap, my lap in Tommy's face. Don't lie to me, and say you have got nothing out of it?'

'I...I don't know what to say.'

'Just say you want to Fuck me. You are a very handsome man. I have been told I am beautiful...

'You are.' said Steve, interrupting the flow of Lucinda's words.

'Tommy's watching us. Let's let some light into this room.'

Lucinda went to the window, and pulled the curtains. She saw Tommy watching her. She saw another couple in the apartment above Tommy's. They were going to get an eyeful too.

Lucinda beckoned towards Steve. Steve was nervous, and unsure of himself. Lucinda slowly let her fur coat fall from her shoulders. She let Steve glimpse her breasts. As she turned away from him, she saw his arousal straining away in his trousers. She let the fur coat fall from her shoulders completely. Except for the stilletto's, and her pearl necklace she was naked. There was a mirror in Steve's apartment. He looked at Lucinda's reflection within it. He saw the creamy wide expanse of her skin, the line of pearls that covered her breasts. Her deep cleavage. Her rounded, welcoming buttocks.

Steve felt Lucinda come in, and she saw Steve staring at her reflection in the mirror. He looked over his shoulder, as he felt her soft, full lips slowly stroking his shoulder. He felt Lucinda's arms move down his back, and into his trousers. She pulled at his belt, and undid the fly. He felt both her hands inside his trousers, reaching for his now erect penis.

She felt the sweat on his back, as her hands slowly continued to caress him to new heights of pleasure. He felt her hands on his stiffening, lengthening Penis. He was well sized. If only Tommy was more like Steve. She remembered her client, and moved to the window. He was still there, watching, his hands inside his own Boxer Shorts.

The couple in the higher apartment were still watching. The wife was wide eyed, but the husband was pretending to read his newspaper. Lucinda saw the bulge in his trousers. She watched as they drew their curtains. Oh, thought Lucinda, they would be at it now.

Lucinda moved onto the balcony again. This time, though Steve went with her. They were both naked. Tommy looked at her lover, and her new companion. He saw her young consort was handsome, well built, and he knew that Lucinda would actually be enjoying herself. She always pretended to, but he could tell that she was faking it.

Everything about Lucinda was real, but to Tommy she still felt fake, but he knew, ,like everyone knew she was worth every penny. Tommy wanted to look away. He could feel tears beginning to form in his eyes, but he kept up his vigil.

Steve slowly, passionately kissed Lucinda. Lucinda was careful never to excite him too much. She knew that both Tommy and Steve would get off, but she wanted some too. Lucinda looked over at the coat, and the gun in her coat. It was not a nice thing that she was going to do. She wanted Tommy's life to end with a bang, and not a prison sentence.

Lucinda was well off. She had paid Steve enough to be part of her plan. She felt his lips against hers. She felt the insistent rub of his penis against her legs. Oh, he was turning her on. She wanted to enjoy this pleasure by herself. Tommy had seen enough. She saw his arousal through his boxer shorts.

Lucinda and Steve went back into his apartment. Lucinda shut the door. She did not want the world to see them. She knew that it would kill Tommy not being able to see her being fucked. But this, this was sex. It was love, and love making, it was not on the clock. It was the couple's first time. She wanted it to be special, as it had been for so many 18 year olds around him. She had even initiated one of Tommy's sons. It was how they had first met.

Lucinda felt Steve's lips at her nipple. His hand was slowly caressing between her legs. Steve stopped and pushed Lucinda over to his bed. She fell on her back, the duvet feeling soft and cold against her naked back.

She gasped, as she felt Steve's strong hands on her legs, slowly, so slowly parting her legs, to reveal herself to him. Lucinda gasped again, as she felt the roughness of Steve's tongue against her Clitoris. God, she thought. This is going to be good.

Lucinda felt a small wave of perspiration begin to coat her skin. Steve continued to lick slowly, gently between her legs. His hands moved up her legs, to her breasts. She felt his tongue quickening in its activity.

She sighed, she could not help herself. The Orgasm dazzled in her groin, and groaned for escape, for completion. Steve's tongue continued its pressure within her. She was perspiring more and more. The first wave of the Orgasm plummeted through her. Then the second wave, and the third. She knew that the fourth wave would be the one that would push her over the edge.

It came in a torrent of sensation. She had forgotten that it could be so good. Steve's attention stopped, his tongue moving from her clitoris to her nipple. His hand moved down to between her legs. She groaned, a second orgasm threatened its approach. She rolled Steve over, until she was on top. She gently kissed his chest, as he had been kissing hers.

Her hand moved slowly down to his groin. She slowly stroked and caressed his penis, and soon it stood to attention. If Tommy had not had this trouble, she would not be screwing this much younger man.

Lucinda took the penis in her mouth, slowly caressing the glans with her tongue. She moved down the shaft, nearly engulfing it in her mouth. She felt groans coming from Steve.

She stopped and looked into his eyes.

'Do you want to fuck me?'

She held his penis in her hands.

'Do you want to fuck me? She demanded.

'God, yes...' he replied.

Lucinda got of the bed, and went over to the door. She opened it. Maybe Tommy would want to see this.

She clambered over to Steve, and straddled him. Their pubic bones touching, their tongues entwined in a kiss.

Tommy could see everything that was happening in the room. He watched as Lucinda's and Steve's bodies were entwined, Lucinda's long black hair obscuring the looks on her face, as their athletic love making continued. Tommy watched as Steve's hands roved over her breasts, over her face, her back. He listened in, trying to hear the tell tale sighs and grunts. He could hear nothing.

Lucinda was busy trying to attain her second Orgasm, Steve his first. Lucinda's movements quickened in their pace. Steve's thrusting continued. Soon, to soon, Steve climaxed, as Lucinda moved off him.

'I am sorry. It has been more than a year, and you are so beautiful, I could not hold out any longer.'

'It's OK, I really don't mind. It happens to everyone. With a bit more practice...'

Lucinda had learnt that sounding optimistic was always best. The male ego was fragile at the best of times. She knew that Tommy would have seen.

'You will need this.' said Steve, handing a silencer to Lucinda.

'Yes, thank you.' she replied absent-mindedly.

'You remember the plan?'

'Oh, I think I do.'

'Good Luck...I, well, will I ever see you again? Asked Steve

'I hope so.' said Lucinda.

She got up of the bed, smiling at her most recent lover. She adjusted her pearl necklace, washed between her legs, threw on the white fur coat, and left out of the front door.

Steve watched. He hoped that she would go through with their plan, but there was a part of him that knew that she never would.

Lucinda crossed again to Tommy's department. She looked up at the couple who had been watching her earlier. They sat together in their dressing gowns, smiling and waving at Lucinda as she crossed below them.

She pushed open the door to Tommy's department.

'It happened.' he said, a smile on his face.

He moved from the bed, and Lucinda could see that the Viagra had had the desired effect. He threw off the shirt, and as she stripped and lay on the bed, opening herself up to him, Tommy looked half his age. It was almost as if the weight of the world had been lifted off him.

Tommy pushed himself into Lucinda. He was bigger, and more rigid than he normally was. Lucinda went into her normal position. Her strong legs wrapped around her lover. Her hands dug into his buttocks, stroked the hair on his back. It was reaching the stage when he normally came.

Lucinda felt the first ripples of an Orgasm ripping through her body. She felt Tommy's soft lips at her nipples, she groaned. She wanted an Orgasm, but knew that her old lover would only let her down at the last moment, as Steve had done.

Tommy's pace quickened as Lucinda felt more and more waves of pleasure running through her body. She felt the sweat forming on her body again. She cried out, as she felt the Orgasm rushing through her, and at the last moment, she felt Tommy's last thrust, and heard his loud sighing groan, as he too came. They lay there a while, both catching their breath.

'Steve's a good kid.' said Tommy, as he rolled of Lucinda.

'Steve,you mean, you know him...'

'Yeah,yeah, he's a nephew.'

'What?...'

'Don't be too surprised. He thinks he is playing you to get to me. I am playing both of you. You make a good couple. You are both beautiful, intelligent.'

'But, but, we had a plan.'

'Yeah, yeah, I know.'

'But, he said he had enough information to put you away for years.'

'Years I don't have. Steve said that you wanted to kill me.'

'Only so you didn't have to go to prison. It would not have seemed right.'

'Aah. You're a sweet girl. Don't tell Steve, but they are blanks in the gun. You would not have killed me. Now we have kissed and told, I need to go. You will never see me again.'

'Will you be alright?'

'I will never be better than I am at this moment.'

Tommy leaned down, pulling up his trousers. Lightly, he kissed Lucinda on the lips.

'You're a good kid. You'll be fine. Steve will look after you. Now, I really need to go.'

Lucinda sat in the bed, as she watched Tommy leaving, a certain spring seemed to have returned to his step.

A while later there was a knock on the door. It was Steve.

'Lucinda, what happened?'

'He tricked us. He tricked us both.'

(The end)