Deadly Obsession
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Prologue.
Amanda Jacobes hated bars. For her bars were places where overstuffed men went to drink out their day's sorrows, talk bullocks, maybe try and catch a few women in their net.
She had picked a corner of the bar where she wouldn’t be noticed easily. But no matter wherever she stayed she was still spotted.
She hadn’t necessarily come to the bar to drink or anything of the sort. She was on a different mission, one that she had to time perfectly.
The bar door opened and a man walked inside. He was wearing a tux and his jet black hair had been gelled back.
Amanda pulled out the picture her client had given her from her handbag and looked at it. She had sights on her prey now.
The man who had just walked in was attractive Amanda wouldn’t deny that but Amanda wasn’t here to fancy him or anything. In fact, she was here to make sure that she got the man’s attention.
She was wearing a short miniskirt and a tight sleeveless top which hugged her figure wonderfully. Her long tanned legs were on full display.
It was important that she achieved that sexy look of an innocent woman man so craved.
Her prey
the man who had walked in
was sitting down on one of the bar stools a drink in one hand and his phone in another. He was laughing about something which he was looking at in his phone, revealing rows of perfect white teeth in the process.
Amanda knew that there was no way her prey would notice her from this corner of the bar. In order to get him to notice her, she had to step into his headlights.
Amanda left the corner of the bar she was in and headed over to where her prey was. She picked a seat close to him and pretended not to notice his gaze on her.
“Can I take your order miss?’’ the barman asked.
“Yes, scotch on the rocks, please” she answered.
From the corner of her eyes, she watched as her prey put his phone in the breast pocket of his tux and took another sip of his drink while still watching her.
The barman dropped her drink in front of her and Amanda paid.
“Hi, I’m Luke” her prey finally spoke up extending a hand.
“Oh my name is Leah’’ Amanda replied taking his hand which was sweaty.
“What is a beautiful girl like you doing here all by herself?” Luke asked leering at her.
Amanda nearly rolled her eyes. Were men always so gullible?
“I’m just waiting for a friend.
“Oh, by the looks of it it’s as though your friend isn’t arriving anytime soon,” Luke said brushing his hand towards his hair.
“Yeah looks like it.”
Amanda surreptitiously glanced at her watch and saw that she was losing time, in a few minutes her client would be arriving and Amanda needed to give her satisfactory results. She needed to get Luke into a compromising position.
Amanda edged closer to Luke and looked him in the eye.
“You wanna play?” she said in her best seductive voice.
She watched as Luke’s eyes glowed at the sudden question.
“Hell yeah,” he groaned nodding his head.
Again Amanda resisted another eye roll.
“Come with me,” Amanda said blowing him a kiss.
She grabbed a hold of his tie and dragged him away from the bar towards the bar door and into the cold night. Luke just followed like a lost puppy probably disbelieving his good luck.
Once outside Luke suddenly sprang to life. He pushed her towards the wall and reached down for her lips when Amanda suddenly stopped him.
“Shh, I like it nice and slow,” she said holding back Luke’s lips with her index finger.
“Okay, alright,” Luke moaned his cheeks flushed.
“I want to feel you, touch you” Amanda breathed in his ears.
Luke only nodded and started pulling off his trousers. He pushed down his trousers and his briefs remained.
Maybe she shouldn’t have said that.
As she looked below she could see Luke’s monster of a hard-on straining to get out.
Where the fuck was her client Amanda wondered.
Luke was about to pull down his briefs and Amanda was trying to think of something that would keep Luke’s briefs on his waist longer when suddenly there was a screech of tyres and the headlight of a car
flashed on the both of them.
Thank god.
Amanda watched as Luke’s hard-on became flaccid and his face suddenly took on a pallid color.
A very angry brunette clambered out of the car brandishing her purse.
“Luke you whore monger” the woman screamed reach reaching Luke and hitting him with her purse repeatedly as Amanda slunk away from the scene.
“No, it’s not what you think, I can explain Jessica” Luke begged.
“Fuck your explanation” the woman yelled in anger as she slapped Luke who hadn’t even pulled up his pants yet.
The bar door suddenly opened and a score of people started filing out because of the noise.
Amanda hurried away from the scene a giggle threatening to erupt from her lips.
Mission accomplished.
She had to make a full report at the society the next day. It was her third job since joining the society and she knew she was doing well.
Steering herself away from the growing commotion outside the bar door she located her car, inserted the keys into the ignition, and brought the car to life.
Her client would pay her later. Nobody owed the society all the clients knew to steer clear if that mistake. The money wasn't her problem, the problem was leaving the scene of drama as soon as the task was completed.
She nudged the car forward and quickly drove back home. Amanda felt happy, she hadn't felt this happy in a long time but today was different.
She felt as though she had helped another woman who needed her. Closing her eyes she sighed happily.
