Seperate Teams

Part 2. Deceit and Deception.

“Get up.” John growled in a low voice.

Chris wasn’t sure if he should be scared, or assertive. After all, he was senior to John. But he just had sex with John’s girlfriend on his desk, and rather good sex it was too. Chris slid up against the wall and faced John straight on.

“John, it’s not what you think…” Chris deadpanned.

“Not what I think? I don’t know what to bloody think. My girlfriend works late while I have a poker game, and I catch her and my boss in the act! How long has it been going on?

“Just tonight, John, I was helping her with a case and one thing led to another. I didn’t mean it, John, it was an accident.”

“An accident? You accidentally followed her back to her flat and you accidentally were unbuttoning her blouse? And I guess you accidentally were going to have sex with her? That’s some accident.” John glared at Chris in an intimidating manner but was very careful not to lay a hand on him. Chris didn’t think that John needed to know that they already had sex in the DI’s office.

“And I suppose she’ll say that you used rank to coerce her to have sex with you? Like you did with the wife of another of your DS’s. Last time you got dropped down a notch. I wonder if they’ll kick you out this time. More’s the pity. I should have gotten your job, I’m more qualified and what’s more I don’t fuck around behind my mates’ backs with their women!”

“Right, don’t forget who you’re speaking to, Sergeant. I’m still your presiding officer and one more outburst like that and I will knock you into uniform for a week, and I don’t care whether you tell Jack Meadows what I did or not! Before you take this out on me why don’t you speak to Beth about this? It takes two people, John, two needs, and I think you’ll find that I didn’t do any coercing at all.”

John cast a steely glance at him for a long moment, turned on his heel and walked away. Chris could feel the anger and rage burning through John’s eyes, and knew that it was only his rank that kept him from getting a serious beating. He almost feared for Beth but knew that John wouldn’t hit her, regardless of how angry he got. Perhaps he would break something, or hit the wall, but not her. Chris was rather close to the station where he had left his car. He walked back to Sun Hill, and cast a gaze up to his office window, smiling to himself as he remembered the sweetness that had taken place there just a few hours ago.

* * *

“Why did you do it, Beth? Why? Don’t I give you what you want? Do you have some sort of problem with me that you haven’t told me? Sure, I work long hours but we both do! And often together on the same case! You know as well as I do it’s the nature of the job! What does he have that I don’t?”

Beth sat on the couch, very still, and listened to John fire off rhetorical questions at her. He was pacing tracts in the carpet. She had hoped that Chris and her wouldn’t have gotten caught within an hour of them being together. John was a good detective, though, and she knew that they couldn’t have kept it a secret forever.

She loved John, but he was often too demanding, and possessive. She needed her freedom and privacy and with John she had very little. John was like a big kid at the best of times, and always wanted her attention. However she had noticed Chris the first day she worked at Sun Hill, and even though she became a couple with John, she had wondered what it would have been like to be with Chris. Now she knew, and she wanted more. No one had ever made her feel that absolutely amazing in all her life.

She wasn’t really sure what she wanted, to be completely honest. One one hand there was John, handsome, steady and loving, if not a bit too possessive. On the other hand there was Chris, handsome, an amazing lover. She wanted them both.

John’s voice filtered through her thoughts. “Well, which is it that you want? Him or me? If you want me, I can forget this incident. I love you Beth. I know I haven’t told you this before but I do love you so much.” John knelt before her and took her hands in his, and looked in her eyesBethBeth, I want to make you happy. Tell me what I’m doing wrong and I’ll try to do better for you. I don’t want anyone else.”

Beth sighed and looked into John’s deep hazel eyes. They always seemed to see right down into her soul. “John, I’m not sure what I want at the moment. I need some time to think. Can you give me that? I want to be on my own for a while to think things through.”

John nodded and slowly got up. “Just let me know, Beth, and I’ll be waiting for you. I love you so much.”

John grabbed his coat and left. It was very unlike him to behave in such a manner and Beth took it to believe that he really did love her. She spied an unopened bottle of beer. Opening it, she glugged half of it in an undignified gulp. She sat down and stared at the TV, not really thinking about anything for over an hour, until the phone rang.

It was Chris. Her heart started pounding at the sound of his voice.

“Are you ok, Beth?”

“Yeah, fine.”

“Is he still there?”

“No, he’s left. I told him I needed time to think.”

“Do you want me to come over?”

“No, Chris, can I come to yours? We need to talk.”

“Alright. Do you have my address?”

“Yes. See you in 15.”

Beth felt nervous. There were butterflies in her stomach and she felt almost ill with anticipation. She was light headed. Quickly she changed her clothes into a tight-fitting tshirt and a long black skirt. She brushed her hair and put it up on her head and freshened her makeup. She ran out the door and got into her car.

The drive to Chris’ flat on the other side of Sun Hill took almost no time at all and Beth felt like she was flying. She sat in the car for a long minute trying to compose herself and steady her breathing.

Getting out of her car she almost tripped. She felt as if she was walking on air to his door. She rapped lightly against it and it opened. She felt his arms around her, his lips against hers as the door slammed shut and he pushed her up against it.

Her body yielded to his, and he couldn’t contain his passion. Chris had been dying for her ever since John left him. He wasn’t sure if she would even want to see him again but he had to know. He adored her. Chris kissed her lips longingly and slid his hand up to stroke her breast through the cotton of her tshirt. He could feel her nipples hardening under his fingers and it drove him almost crazy.

Beth’s legs gave out on her and she slid down the door onto the floor, Chris ontop of her. She ran her hands down his back and sides to the front of his trousers. She rubbed against the obvious bulge growing in them. She slid her hand inside of his trousers and traced her fingers around the head of his penis, through his boxers. Chris shivered, and his whole body tensed. She looked into his eyes deeply.

“I want you Chris. Take me, fill me up again.”

Chris lifted her tshirt off and scooped her right breast out of the lace bra cup which held it. He sucked it and nipped at it with his teeth. Beth was moaning loudly. She wrapped her left leg around him. She pushed him up for a second and fumbled with his trousers. She unzipped them and was able to get her hand inside of his boxers. In gentle, yet firm strokes she slid her hand up and down his cock. Chris looked at her and smiled.

“On the first day I saw you, when you walked in the office I wanted you. I almost went mad when I saw him take your hand in that car. I wasn’t sure how to get you but I’m so glad I did. Beth, be mine please.”

She silenced him with a long hungry kiss. She pulled his shorts down as far as they would go and bent down. Beth ran her tongue along the tip of his penis, lapping it. His whole body relaxed and he let out a low moan. She sucked gently on the tip, stroking the shaft with her hand. Chris looked down at her beautiful blonde head, and placed his hand on her back. He undid her bra clasp and she shook it off of her shoulders, her nipples brushing against his cock.

Chris was about ready to burst but wanted to hold back. He took her hand and pulled her upright and led her into the bedroom. It was a typical male room, a spartan amount of furniture, blue duvet, but everything was neat. She undid the clasp of her skirt and he removed his shirt. She stood before him wearing nothing but a pair of white lacy panties. He looked her all over. She wasn’t a thin girl, but was not by any stretch fat. She had beautiful curves and lovely big breasts. She was voluptuous, like a classic film star, and had the attitude of a goddess to match. Beth’s skin was so soft and she smelled faintly of lavender.

He took her in his arms and held her for a long time, kissing her lips, cheeks, and neck. She closed her eyes and allowed him to love her thoroughly, completely. Beth felt safe in Chris’ arms. Even though she had heard the rumours around the canteen about him being somewhat of a ladies’ man, she wouldn’t have cared at that moment if he had a million lovers and did exactly to them what he did to her. He was so handsome, and so different to John. John was youthfully sexy, impulsive like a big kid and always so busy, at times too busy to fulfill her needs. He seemed to think that by going out and working like mad, that would be enough for her. Chris was older but not by much, though it was the slight salt and pepper of his hair made him look mature and completely sexy. Chris knew how to love a woman and make a girl go mad with passion, a trick he used to the fullest on her. He was not impulsive, but very planned and precise, a trait she realised by working with him, and she found it to be a very good trait which he used in the bedroom as well.

Chris whispered in her ear, “Beth, my Beth, may I make love to you?”

He almost took her breath away. She nodded and he led her to his bed. She laid back on it, and he hooked his fingers in her panties and slid them down her long legs and away. He crawled on top of her, carefully so not to pin her to the bed with his weight. He nudged her legs apart with his knee, as he caressed her cheek, looking deep in her eyes. He retained eye contact with her as he slipped himself into her, even though she closed her eyes and moaned at the feeling of him penetrating her.

“Chris.. it feels so good Chris.. don’t stop please,” she begged him, and all the while he smiled at her and focused his sapphire eyes into hers. She wrapped her legs around him and drew him deeper inside of her. He rhythmically took her, slowly, while she writhed and moaned under him. She begged him to make her come.

Beth thrust her hips upwards to meet his strokes. Chris flicked his fingers over her sensitive nipples. She cried out for him and grabbed his butt, pulling him into her. Chris whispered for her to hold on, and they rolled over together. She straddled him and reached in-between her legs to position him correctly. She slipped him inside of herself, moaning and wiggling her hips. She put her neck backwards and he reached up to cup her full breasts. The sight of her taking him, sitting atop of him, was almost enough to push him over the edge. She reached down and rubbed her clit as she rode his upward thrusts.

Beth started to come, in hard short spasms around Chris. The sensation was enough for him to start spurting in her as well. He grabbed her and pulled her down on top of him. They held each other and kissed as they came.

Beth felt completely lifeless. She snuggled into Chris’s arms and closed her eyes. Chris smiled to himself as she sighed softly. He could tell by her regular breathing that she was falling asleep. He stroked her hair and kissed her gently. She was laying half on and half off of him, and he couldn’t get himself free if he wanted to. He squeezed her and fell asleep as well, in a lovers’ embrace.

* * *

Beth awoke the next day to the sound of Chris’s alarm clock. She was completely disorientated, not recognizing her surroundings or knowing where she was. Then she saw Chris. In the morning’s light he looked just as handsome as the day before, with the exception that his hair needed a severe taming. She reached over and ruffled his fringe.

“Morning. Sleep well?”

“Yeah.. did you?” He blinked a few times and wiped the bleariness out of his eyes with the back of his hand.

“Mmm.. I haven’t slept that well in ages. You wore me out.”

Chris quickly rolled over pouncing on her and pinning her to the bed.

“I think it’s you that did the wearing out, DS O’Shea, didn’t you detective? Hmm? Didn’t you??”

He kissed her lips over and over again and smiled. She giggled hysterically and smiled.

“Let’s say it’s a joint effort, shall we?”

“Sort of like this is, isn’t it?” He pressed himself against her and she could feel his erection.

“Maybe… Or maybe it’s a condition known as ‘morning glory’…”

Chris laughed. “Don’t you morning glory me, you nymph. You make me burn.”

They held each other for a second.

“Shit!” Beth exclaimed.

“What?” Chris asked, looking at her

Beth made to get out of his embrace. “I’ve got to get into work! I’m gonna be late. My boss put me on the schedule for today!” She stuck her tongue out at Chris.

“Shall I call you in sick?” Chris teased.

“I think if I didn’t show up today, and you didn’t show up today, John might get suspicious.”

“You’re probably right. I’m not due in until 10:00.”

Beth dressed as best as she could and drove back to her apartment. She really needed to talk to Chris but wasn’t sure how she could as it seemed like they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other.

‘Still,’ she thought to herself, ‘it’s a change from nothing at all – no talking, no sex, no interest in anything but what revolves around John..’

She gave Chris a kiss goodbye and drove back to her flat. She had 5 minutes in which to get changed and get out the door. Rushing around in a hurry, she failed to notice the note on the kitchen table.

“Came to see how you were, waited for 2 hours and you never came home. Your mobile was off. I guess you were with Deakin. Way to think things through, Beth. Thanks. John.”