A PUPPET ON A STRING

Chapter 12

Frank looks about for the young woman he had meet in the elevator.But she sees him first. And waves out to him. Rushing over to him still wrapped in a blanket.

"What happened?" Frank asked looking up at the building.

"Gas explosion... Some guy must have left the gas on... Didn't make it...He's dead... Thomas... I think his name was."

"Anyone else hurt?"

"Not really... Just shock and smoke... We all got out in time....Hope your friend was okay?"

"Yeah I hope so... I better give call him."

"What about your flight?"

"Delayed until five... Need to check out of the hotel here... Would you like to come up for a drink while I wait?"

"Sure... Why not... It will beat hanging out here on the street."

"What's your name?" Frank asks.

"Juliet... But people call me Julie."

"I'm Frank..." The name slipped out.

"Nice to meet you Julie."

"Nice to meet you to Frank." Happy to have re-connected with him.

"Your accent, what is that?"

"French... But I moved to states years ago... Can't seem to sake it."

"Don't... It's nice."

'What the hell are you doing Frank? Frank's mind warns him.'What would Marilyn say if she ever found out?''It's good enough for her... It's good enough for you. Besides Smith could fuck it up any time...' Frank's mind countered its own thoughts.'Leave me alone will you.' Frank argued back to himself.

"You okay?" Asks Julie seeing Frank looking troubled.

"I'm good thanks Julie... Just a few things on my mind. Let's get you upstairs. Freshen you up... Get you a drink... I certainly need one."

"Sound's nice."

"Make yourself at home. I have a few hours before I need to be at the airport."Julie goes to the window and looks down at the scene below.

Smoke still smoldering from Fifth floor window. Debris and rubble scattered on the street below. Extended fire ladders and water cannons dousing the interior. Adding steam to the smoke.

"Mind if I have a shower, I'm feeling rather dirty with all that smoke." Julie asks.

"Sure... over there. Towel and robes."What was he doing allowing the woman into his life. Into his room? Marilyn was more than enough for him.'She's not permanent', his conscious argued. 'Julie is young, but...'He had not completed the thought when Julie reappeared from the bathroom wearing a white robe.Standing before him she takes his hand and pulls slowly to bathroom. With little or no resistance, he allows himself to be undressed. Frank unties the robe and reveals Julie's very naked body. Youthful, firm, desirable. She kisses him.And he kisses her back. With harbored passion.'What the hell.' Now justifying the infidelity.Hands explore each other's body. As Julie pulls Frank into the shower. Water rushes over them, cooling their heated foreplay. Julies' hands roam Frank's taunt body and found what he was looking for. Frank cups her breasts and squeezes the already swollen nipples. Heavy breathing is drowned out by the sound of water rushing over them.Kneeling before him, she looks up with large green eyes.

Her pony tails wet and limp. Frank throws his head back as she takes his not so limp swollen member in her mouth. Rocking her back and forth. Water running down his body and onto hers.Thoughts of Marilyn appear in his mind. Allowing her to watch on. Adding to the sensual adventure. Enough, thought Frank. It was time to return the favor and kills the water. Leading her dripping onto the large bed. Consumed with passion, two complete strangers made love.