In the End (2 page)

He had shoulder-length blond hair, a medium build and was an exquisite dresser.

Except for the red handkerchief in his breast pocket. Black would look better with the silken blue Hawaiian shirt.

When she turned to look at his companion, her eyes met his stare and the coffee’s warmth became cold compared to the heat she began to feel between her thighs.
Hello
. It wasn’t just the way he looked, which was pleasing, but it was something in that stare. A look that was deep, mysterious and definitely hot. He was tall, dark-haired, clean-cut and built like Fireman of the Year beefcake. She wondered if his hose could cool her fire. At least he could try.

The blond man received his coffee and held it tight in both hands, blowing the steam away to cool it. “Yummy, yummy, hot, hot, yummy, yummy.” 11

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The shop was crowded. The two men stood looking around for a table in front of Rene’s and it was the perfect height.

Looking up she saw two men’s crotches. Her reflex action was to grab the dark-haired man’s because his had the biggest bulge. The horns of her wicked thoughts pushed her halo aside.
All of a sudden I have a craving for salami,
she thought.

She was in a perfect mood to do anything. Including taking this hunk of beef and fucking him into oblivion.

“You guys can sit here, I’m easy. I mean I don’t mind.” Rene’s subconscious talked first with her mouth not editing the words.

“Hello, my name is Tommy, this is my friend Jared,” the blond man brushed crumbs off the chair beside Rene’s and sat down.

“Umm, Rene, my name is Rene.” She was having a blonde moment and wasn’t even blonde.

Jared spun his chair around with the tall wooden back against the table and sat directly across from her.

“Isn’t this place just decadence at it’s most primal? A cup of coffee for five bucks and you don’t even get a muffin.” Tommy looked around at all the patrons. “Next time we need to open one of these, Jared. Jared?”

Jared’s eyes stared directly at Rene. Their gaze was intense, intriguing and had the distinct emotion of lust. “Yeah, I could go for eating a muff right now.” His voice was deep and penetrating.

Holy fucking shit
, she thought, noticing the wetness of her panties.
This guy could melt
ice with that look.

Jared reached his large hand out, beckoning Rene to take it. Something was connecting between them. He wanted the connection to be complete. Like ten inches buried inside of her complete.

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Rene began to sense something in her head. A voice subliminally telling her to take Jared’s hand.

His spell was cast and she followed his mental commands.

When their skin touched, heat radiated through her veins. Her mind began to cloud and her breath quickened, she was being possessed.
Who cared?
The flow of the heat seemed to follow one direct route, to the engorging center of her being, her pussy.

“Jared, no mind manipulation.” Tommy broke his focus. “She has to come of her own free will.”

“Give me two more minutes and I’ll come everywhere.” Rene hadn’t realized she spoke out loud. Their hands parted and her pussy began to cry, longing for more.

Sighing, Jared knew Tommy was right.

“We
will
continue this conversation.” Rene straightened her stature, sitting upright and proper.

“Look at her nipples, Jared. See what you do?”

“I am looking, Tommy. Damn, I’m horny, too.” Jared was like a kid, wanting to play with a new toy.

Rene cleared her throat and tried unsuccessfully to hide her arousal. The chitchat was pleasant and she kept peeking over at Jared to see him staring at her.

Rene sat, smiling and shaking her head as the two guys, mainly Tommy, began explaining their real intent. Why they wanted her to come with them.

“Well, we are actually aliens. We have studied your planet for a few years and our queen has asked us to bring a female Earthling back with us. So Jared and I have been looking for someone that is strong-willed and single—with no ties. Someone free.

Someone like you. Except for your choice of fashion, you are perfect for us.”

“So you’re aliens? Like from Mexico? Canada?”

“No, Uranus,” Tommy answered.

“Aliens from my anus?” Rene replied, raising her eyebrow in confusion.

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“Nooooo. Ur-anus. You know, one of the planets?” Tommy was miffed at having to explain himself again. “Are you sure you aren’t a blonde?”

“You want me to find out, Tommy? I’ll check.” Jared looked down Rene’s body and focused again toward her pussy.

“How about…NO. We don’t have time, Jared.”

Who says we don’t have time? Just give me thirty minutes!
Rene liked the attention this Jared character paid to her. She also liked the effect he had on her libido.

Tommy continued his explanations to Rene. She sat mystified by Jared and confused by Tommy.

“If you’re aliens, why do you look human?” She could only imagine that
everything
was like a human. She damn well hoped so.

“We’re humanoid. You don’t think Earth is the only planet inhabited do you? Hey you…behind the counter. I need a refill.” Tommy sighed and continued. “He’s a cute guy but probably has his mother dress him. No style whatsoever.”

“How’d you get your names? Jared and Tommy are rather normal names.

Shouldn’t you be called Pla-booger-345 or something weird?” Shaking his head, Tommy put a hand on his hip and explained. “We picked names more common to blend in.”

“Okay, I’ll bite. What’re your real names?” Rene was following along with what she thought was a charade.

Waving his hands on either side of his head Tommy answered, “You really don’t want to know. They just gave us numbers because we were cloned. Sort of like your Social Security system over here on Earth. We’re just numbers. Nothing special.”

“I know the feeling. Working in big business and trying to make it in this rat race makes you feel like nothing more then a drone.” Rene sipped her coffee. “So where’d you get your names then?”

“I picked them.” Tommy smiled ear to ear, giddy with himself.

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“Ever hear of soap operas? He picked names from one of those,” Jared answered.

“I was addicted to them. Those shows suck you in and right when you get to a climactic scene…they cut to a commercial.”

“That’s the story of my sex life. Just when it gets good, the guy needs a commercial break.” Rene slumped into her chair.

“We’ll have to remedy that,” Jared said the right thing, again.

Is it getting hot in here or am I horny?
Looking at Jared she knew, she wanted a nasty fuck, like right now.

After talking and flirting for a while, the three of them seemed to get along and the sexual tension between Rene and Jared was obvious. She was into him and he definitely wanted to get into her. In any hole possible. Hips or lips, he wasn’t worried about where.

Rene figured she would throw caution to the wind and follow along with this game being played on her. These were a couple of really cute guys. She didn’t have anything else to do. She had left her job, needed a change and this little adventure seemed like fun. Stupid…but fun.

As the three of them chatted and talked about a variety of things from the weather to bad television shows, the obvious connection between them grew.

“What the fuck. Let’s go.” Rene threw her hands up and began to get up from the table.

Also getting up, Jared knocked a napkin holder off the table. He bent over to pick it up and Rene’s eyes stared at his muscular ass. Ache crept through her pussy. She imagined her fingernails digging into Jared’s ass as they fucked.

“Anybody home? Heloooooooo? I can’t believe it. Jared bends over and you are a vegetable.” Tommy obstructed her view. “Look…don’t I have a nice ass, too?” Tommy posed in a standard jeans ad pose, sticking his ass out with his shirt pulled up.

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“Well, yes, I am sorry.” Blushing six different shades of red, Rene was caught wishing for Jared’s pants to fall down.

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Chapter Three

After following Rene to her apartment in the truck, the two guys stood in her small home.

“I just need to get a few things.” Rene ran into her bedroom while Tommy and Jared stood in the middle of her tiny apartment.

“Ewwwww, and she does interior design?” Tommy looked around the room, analyzing the décor, his own ego and realm of expertise showing its face. The room was bland, with only a couch, loveseat and a small end table. On the wall hung a flat-panel television and a few unimpressive pictures.

“It looks as though she’s never home. She must be one of those workaholic types.” Jared walked into the kitchenette area. He glanced into the fridge and saw old pizza, some outdated milk and various flavors of yogurt and some pre-made salads.
No beer,
hmmm.

Tommy walked over to the large window, which led to a small patio. He opened the sliding glass door and went outside. “I love the night air,” he said, leaning on the patio railing overlooking the city.

Jared moved toward the bedroom and saw the door ajar. With his finger, he opened it a bit more. Leaning against the wall, he saw Rene’s reflection in the full-length mirror she had on her closet door.

Hmmm, interesting
, he thought as Rene was pulling her blouse off and standing in her panties. She reached her arm back and unfastened her bra, letting it fall. Jared stood, admiring her nicely shaped breasts. He bit his lip, hungry for more.

Rene was oblivious to Jared’s watchful eyes. She doubted whether she should go with these two strangers who seemed to have some rather strange kind of bond with her. Instead of behaving in her normal, “little miss careful” manner, she was throwing 17

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caution to the wind. Acting careless, like some bad actress in an even poorer B-rated movie. But she could really use a little make-believe adventure right about now. That, and a starring role in a hot, erotic, sex movie with two guys.

Her hands fell to her hips and began to roll the waistband of her underwear down.

The silky fabric tumbled along her swaying thighs and legs.

Jared breathed in. Her fragrance was intoxicating. He couldn’t pinpoint what it was but something about her stirred him.

Jared’s thoughts raced through his head.
Nice ass. Damn, I am horny again. Look at
that small patch of hair. What’s that tattoo say on her hip? Why don’t I just jump her? Why am
I thinking all these thoughts? Echoooooo. Where am I? Who’s talking to me? Oh wait, it’s my
conscience telling me to pay attention and quit fucking around.

Rene turned and faced her bed. Kneeling down, she reached under and grabbed a travel bag. Standing naked, she knew she obviously needed clothes but what else? Just the necessities and some naughty stuff—just in case.

Let’s see, condoms, strawberry flavored lube, breath mints, my new vibe, a rainbow of
thongs, the pocket instamatic nail file and knife with one thousand uses, some pepper spray in
case these two looney tunes try something, my address book and Midol—can’t go anywhere
without THAT. I am forgetting something. Oh, Lord, my Swiss chocolate stash.

The hair on the back of her neck began to stand on end. A growing warmth began to swell inside her pussy, making her suddenly gasp. She tightened her thighs and couldn’t figure out why she was having this sudden ache. An uneasy chill crept down her spine. She was being watched and could feel lustful eyes staring at her.

Turning around she saw nothing in her doorway, just a shadow disappearing off the wall. She had better hurry. There were only a few comfy clothes she wanted, so she grabbed them and stuffed them into the travel bag. She slipped into a pair of skin-tight jeans, a pair of nice boots and a red silk blouse that clung to her body. She had always enjoyed the feel of silk against her skin. The blouse tied at the bottom revealing a hint of midriff.

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After she finished packing quicker than ever, she left her bedroom and walked into the living room.

Nobody was there. They must have left. Rene should have known it was a joke. She was getting into the idea of an adventure and spending time with these two characters.

Especially Jared.

“You see over there, Tommy? That’s Venus.” Jared’s voice echoed from the balcony.

With a sigh, Rene went out to the balcony with them. They all looked to the stars.

“You ready?” Tommy asked as he grabbed Rene’s hand. “That’s all you are bringing?”

“Yeah, it’s not like I’ll be gone that long. I’ll take care of the bills and stuff when I get back.”

“Okay, whatever you say.” Tommy then slipped her hand under his arm and walked toward the door. “So you are going to wear
that
? We need to talk Rene, we need to seriously talk.”

Jared grabbed her bag and they left.

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The three of them piled into the truck and headed toward the downtown area as night began to fall.

“Well, sweetheart—”

“Rene, my name is Rene.”

“Okay,
Rene.
” Tommy made quotation marks with his fingers. “We need to take you to our spaceship, actually the portal to our ship. Then we can zip off to our planet and never come back.”

“This is a joke, isn’t it? Some of the guys from the fabric department set this up, right?”

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Jared piped in. “Nope, this is for real. We have been searching for you for quite a while. We need a certain type of woman. Somebody that is ready for change.”

“Jared…pull over here…stop, stop, hurry!” Before the car stopped completely, Tommy leaped out.

“Oh, shit. Tommy we can’t. Later, we don’t have time for this now!” Jared chased after Tommy.