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Wet Dreams	By : Eclectic_Pet Category: S through Z > Stephanie Plum Series Views: 6893 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Stephanie Plum or any of the characters from the series. I do not make money from the writing of this story.

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Codes: M/F, Oral, and Fisting
I really don’t know why I agreed to this arrangement!
I know I wasn’t drunk at the time; but how could I turn Randy Briggs away, when he needed me. It was only going to be for three weeks, while his apartment was being renovated. It wasn’t like he took up a lot of room. In fact, being only three feet tall, he was the one person who seemed to fit, sleeping on my couch.
The least I could do was let him stay in my apartment. I mean, he had helped me out from time to time; and he did let me drop him into that overnight delivery slot in that medical building. So, I felt like I owed him.
It was just that he seemed pleasant enough, when I arrived home in the evenings. But as the night wore on, he seemed to become more agitated and would snap at me for no apparent reason. Well, tonight, I was going to find out what his problem was…no matter what.
I arrived at the apartment at about four-thirty in the afternoon. It had been a slow day at the bail bonds office, so I stopped and picked up some groceries, actually Cheerios for Rex, some lunchmeat, and bread. I even picked up a six-pack of beer, trying to be hospitable.
When I arrived, Randy was working on his computer as usually. “Yeah, you’re earlier than usual. Is Trenton becoming a law-abiding town, with no desperados to hunt down?” Randy joked.
“No, my only two FTAs are hard-core scumbags and I’m waiting for Ranger to get back into town tomorrow to help me.”
“Any viewings at the funeral parlor tonight that you need to take your Grandma to?”
“No one noteworthy. At least in Grandma Mazur book. Not until Mr. Malowitz on Thursday. But that’s only because he was a member of the Elks Lodge and she likes to try and ‘hook-up’ with some of the other members.”
“Eww, that is soooo gross. Now I’m going to have nightmares about your Grandma hitting on my old Uncle Ralph. I’m scared for life.”
I snorted a laugh at this. Randy eyed me and began to laugh too. He came into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee, but I offered him a beer instead. He seemed to stand very still for a moment, when I stood in front of him to hand him to bottle. I turned and moved around the kitchen feeding Rex and gathering the items for dinner.
I heard Randy mumbling under his breath. I turned and asked him what the matter was. “Nothing” he barked at me and moved into the living room with his beer. I knew that it was now or never; I was not going to be walking around on eggshells in my own apartment.
I stalked into the living room and stood right in front of Randy and demanded, “What is your problem? “
“Nothing!”
“Bullshit, I come home every night and things seem OK and then you pull a Mr. Jekyll and Dr. Hyde on me. “
“For your information, it is Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, not the other way around.”
“Mr., Dr., who cares? I want to know what your problem is. You get all bitchy after I’ve been home for awhile.”
“Just leave it! I’ll try to be less bitchy from now on.”
“No, I want to know what the problem is now!” and I stepped closer to him with my hands on my hips.
“Agh, it’s your smell…OK?”
“What do you mean my smell; I take a shower every morning. If I’ve been rolling around in the muck and mud, I take a shower when I get home. Even then, you’re still bitchy. So what do you mean MY SMELL?!?!?!”
“I mean your pussy smell…OK!”
“What? I douche on a regular basis…I do not stink down there!” I shouted offended.
“I did not say that you stink. In fact, you smell VERY good. The problem is that once I start smelling you in the evening, I get excited and then I get frustrated. When I get frustrated, I tend to become bitchy!” He yelled at me.
I was in shock; I didn’t know what to say. I had not seen this coming. Randy finally stepped away from me and went into the kitchen.
I followed him a few minutes later. I worked around the kitchen trying to finish preparing dinner. “So would you like something to eat?” I asked, trying not to feel awkward.
“Yes, you!”
It had been a warm day in Trenton and I had worn a simple spring dress and strappy sandals, especially since I knew I was going to be in the bonds office for most of the day.
I was standing next to the kitchen table and I spun around at his comment. My ass was right up against the edge of the table. Randy shoved at my chest, sending me sprawling on the kitchen table. He immediately stepped between my legs, keeping me from closing them. He then hiked up my skirt, put his face in my crotch, and inhaled deeply. I was stunned.
“God you smell fantastic. I can’t wait to taste you!” Randy seemed to growl through clenched teeth. Suddenly Randy grabbed the crotch of my panties and tugged them to the side. He leaned forward and licked me from ass to my clit.
I let out a strangled moan and felt my entire body shiver. Randy licked me again and I shouted, “Oh my God!”
“Do you like that Stephanie?” Randy barked at me.
“Ohh” was all that I could manage to get out.
Randy then grabbed the top of my panties, stepping back, dragging my panties down my legs, and shoved them into his pocket. He lifted my legs up and placed them on his shoulders. “Oh, baby…I’m not going to stop until you’re screaming.” Then he proceeded to do just as he threatened.
He took his fingers, laid open the folds, and seemed to gaze longingly at my open pussy. He placed a finger against the nub of my clit, making lazy circles, not enough to get me off, but just enough to tease me. I moaned in week protest. Then he used his tongue to lap around my folds, making the torture even sweeter.
I tried to buck my hips up to get more, but he laid his hand on my hip and said, “Patience, my dear Stephanie…patience.”
He turned his head and started licking and nibbling on my inner thigh, using his other hand to continue circling my clit. Switching from each leg, moving closer to the juncture of my legs, he would stop periodically to just inhale. As if, he was savoring, a fine wine, or a well-aged brandy. Each time I tried to move, to get more friction or buck my hips again; he would give a quick slap to my leg…letting me know that we were moving at his pace, NOT mine.
When he reached my pussy again, he once again licked the folds, moving ever so slowly inward. I was in delirious agony, I wanted him to hurry; but I also didn’t want this to end.
When I reached down to entwine my fingers in his thinning hair, he stopped. “Please, don’t stop!” I mewed.
“Oh, I’m not. But, I want you to open the front of that dress and open your bra. Then I want to see you play with those lovely tits of yours. I want to see you suck on your fingers and get your tits wet. Squeeze your breasts for me, then tweak and pinch those beautiful nipples.”
Apparently, I hesitated a moment too long and Randy leaned over and bit my inner thigh. “Now, or I will stop and simply leave you hot and wet on this table. You have been torturing me for over a week now…so I can afford to return the favor.”
I moved my hands up my dress and began to unbutton the dress, down to the waist. I reached between my breasts, unfastening my bra. Then I slid the straps of both over my shoulders, exposing myself from my neck to my belly button. I did as Randy had instructed and soon I was moaning at my own ministrations.
“Exquisite, I could get used to the view of you spread out like this. You are so responsive, no wonder Morelli and Ranger seem to always act like a couple of hound dogs on the scent of such a bitch in heat.” I stopped and looked down at him. “Oh, please, don’t act all shocked and offended. Everyone in Trenton can see that you have it BAD for those two and that you love having them wrapped around your little finger.”
“Now, are you going to act all indignant, or are we going to continue?”
I thought about what he said and felt like I should be offended, but I was too damn horny to care. Plus, I wanted to see exactly what a “little person” could do. Because, damned if I wasn’t loving it so far.
So I laid my head back and went back to playing with my tits. Once, I was occupied, Randy once again started licking me again. Each time he seemed to start over, licking my outer folds and moving in. It was as if, there was only one way he knew how to do this, but I suspected it was just his way of torturing me for his own nightly frustrations.
Randy soon added his tongue to the mix on my clit. Licking then, flicking it with his little finger. The first time he did this, I nearly flew up off the table. He simply laid his other hand on my hip and held me steady for a moment before he began licking and flicking me again.
I was in a lust-filled haze when I realized Randy had moved his hand from my hip and lifted one of my feet to rest on the edge of the table. I was so horny I complied without objection. Then I felt two of his fingers start to enter my sopping wet cunt. The addition was wonderful and I gave into my wanton desires.
I soon realized that Randy was adding two more fingers. He was finger fucking me while he continued to lick and torture my clit with his little flicking motions. By this time, I was so insane with lust, having been moaning for what seemed like hours; but this extra stimulation had me crying out Randy’s name repeatedly.
“I thought you might like that, my dear. But if you liked that, you are going to LOVE this!” At that, Randy slid his hand nearly totally out of my pussy. He folded his thumb into his palm and proceeded to shove his entire hand into me. Once his entire hand was inside, he curled his hand into a fist and began to pound his fist into my cunt.
“Oh my God” I screamed and he seemed to shove his entire forearm into me.
“See, I told you I would make you scream!” Randy growled at me in a voice of pure triumph. The wonderful torment went on and on. My orgasm was getting closer by the second.
Randy must have been able to tell that I was getting close. “Not, yet my dear…I have one more little surprise for you!” He suddenly uncurled his fist and began to wiggle his fingers inside me; continually hitting that wonderful sweet spot.
I jerked and the walls of my cunt started to clench and spasm around Randy’s hand and arm. “That’s it, come for me Stephanie…come for me NOW!!”
I let out a scream of pure ecstasy that I am sure that the entire building could hear…and I didn’t give a damn! I was having one of the most intense orgasms of my life.
Once my insides ceased clenching, Randy slowly eased his hand out of my sodden pussy. He then began to lick up ALL of my juices, letting me lie there enjoying the afterglow of such a tremendous orgasm.
When he finished, he came around to the other side of the table. He turned my face to his, giving me a long, passionate kiss. I could taste myself on his lips and it sent a shiver down my spine. “Now, can Morelli or Ranger do that?”
He kissed me again, and all I could think about was how I was going to sabotage his apartment renovations, so that I could keep him here indefinitely!
Now I know why Snow White was always so happy when her dwarfs came home every night!

A/N: Sorry for the delay in posting this chapter. Hope you enjoyed it. Let me know what you think.
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