Interruptions Chapter 10

By SMK NEW KID 2

It hadn’t been easy for Lee to get out of Amanda’s house the night before, but he finally managed it. He heard Dotty snoring and cautiously came out from under the bed. He knew Amanda wasn’t a snorer. Thankfully, he wasn’t either, because in waiting, he’d slept for a couple of hours. It was Dotty’s snoring that woke him.

Once he was out from under the bed, he kept himself seated as much as possible and got his clothes back on. With that done, he kissed Amanda’s forehead. She didn’t wake.

He made his way down the stairs as quietly as possible, keeping a look out for either Phillip or Jamie. Luckily, neither boy woke up, or seemed to be up looking for a glass of water. With a depressed sigh, he exited via the kitchen door.

The following morning, he was at work bright and early. He couldn’t sleep since he hadn’t had a release in more days than he could count. Amanda wasn’t due in until ten, so he did paper work until she showed up.

The morning was rainy again. He had spent the morning drive in cursing the storm. If it hadn’t been for the leak in Dotty’s bedroom, he would have been able to achieve a little intimacy with his wife.

"Good morning," Amanda said as she entered.

"Good? What’s so good about it? I had to leave you last night, and I didn’t want to. On top of that, it’s still raining. How can this be a good morning?" Lee directed his frustration at her. She was the first person to really interrupt his mood all morning, and was paying the price for it.

"Lee, we need the rain. Anyway, it’s not so bad. I’m here," she paused for emphasis, "you’re here, and we have a door that locks."

"I’m sorry. You’re right," he sighed apologetically. He changed his tone to one of hedonistic lust. "We do need that door locked."

Before the action could be taken, Billy came in. He had a thin folder in his hand. Lee could only assume that his report would make it thicker.

"Good morning, Sir," Amanda greeted him.

"Good morning Amanda…Lee." Billy’s serious tone led Lee to believe that he and his wife would be on assignment any second.

"What can we do for you, Billy? Just need us to file that for you?" Lee asked hopefully.

"No, I need you to go to the office listed in this file and bring in John Grey." Billy handed the file straight to Lee.

"What do we want him for?" Lee inquired as he opened the file.

"He’s a private investigator. We think he knows Yuri Petrenko, and we’d like to question him," Billy revealed.

"Yuri, the double agent the Agency caught last week?" Lee asked.

"The same," Billy nodded.

"We’re gone," Lee said, intrigued by the facts of the case. Grabbing his suit coat, he followed Amanda out of the Q.

"Well, that was a bust," Lee sighed. He and Amanda had arrived at Grey’s office to find it utterly empty. That is, after Lee picked the lock so that they could get in.

Amanda had played lookout, but it was soon obvious that they were alone in the sixth floor office. There were no files in Grey’s office, just furniture. A very thin layer of dust had accrued, suggesting the office was out of use shortly after Yuri’s capture.

"Back to the Q, then?" Amanda asked him.

"Yeah."

"Want to take the elevator back down to the car?" They’d taken the elevator up for speed’s sake, despite the unreliability of the areas elevators during rain.

"Ahh, no. There’s really no rush, right? And I still don’t quite trust the things." Lee quipped.

"Stairs it is then," Amanda said. She was just as happy to go down the stairs as she would be to take the elevator.

"Amanda, do you hear that?" Lee asked in a whisper that echoed down the stairwell. They had gone down two flights of stairs already.

"No, what?" she queried him in the same tone of voice. She stopped on the landing next to him and listened.

He moved his lips next to her ear and whispered, "That’s just it, nothing. Absolute silence."

"Oh that! Yes, I hear that." She nodded agreement.

"C’mere." He pulled her to him and kissed her passionately. She didn’t waste time kissing him back while she ran her fingers through his hair. He pulled her tightly against him. She didn’t think she could breathe and then, he loosened his grip, just a little. He loved the smell of her perfume, the taste of her, the sound of her catching her breath. She felt the warmth of him warming her too, noticed he was trying to get his breath, and she realized his manhood had begun to harden by the way it was pushing into her.

The couple’s desires and needs were matched, and growing. Lee undid the top three buttons on Amanda’s blouse and caressed her nipple through the fabric of her bra. She undid his belt, unbuttoned the pants and let his manhood spring free as his pants dropped. He leaned down, kissing her neck, sucking needfully. She caressed his penis gently, the way she knew he liked it, and felt him grow harder under her care.

She let out a contented sigh into his ear and continued her massage. She could tell he was ready to burst by the fluid that was emitted from the tip of his penis. He groaned in response to her sigh and snaked his hand down to her skirt, which he unfastened and then slid his hand down, down to find her vagina, wet and ready.

"Ohhh, Lee, that’s so good. I need you inside," she complimented him.

"I need to be in you, only, worse," Lee said back, almost growling. He raised her skirt and was about to pull down her underwear when the loud sound of a door closing reached the ears of both.

Lee looked into Amanda’s eyes. He was going to stop, but then she said, "Maybe if you hurry."

Male voices reached them, along with the sound of wingtips on the stairs. Unwillingly, he wilted, "I can’t."

"I’m sorry," she tried to console him as they made themselves presentable again.

"Not half as sorry as I am," Lee groused, zipping his pants.

Amanda barely finished buttoning her blouse when the two businessmen met up with them at the landing where the two agents had stopped. With a nod, the men continued up the stairs.

The two sex deprived, married agents headed down to the Corvette and, inexorably, toward the Agency.

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