Watchin' The Detective: A Mystery Dinner Romance by Louise Hathaway Page A

Ordinarily, she would’ve pointed it out to
him, but she doesn’t think he’s interested in learning where her
dress came from right now. His mood for the night is definitely
shot and he seems distracted all through dinner. She tells him,
“You didn’t mean what you said about killing those kids, did
you?”
    “How can you even ask me that, Isabella? Of
course I didn’t mean it literally. What do you take me for?”
    Ooh Kay …, Isabella says to herself.
Then she tells him, “Maybe we can see about getting your windshield
fixed tonight.”
    “It’s too late. I’ll take care of it
tomorrow.”
    “Where do you keep your coffee cart?”
    “The company I work for stores it, along with
the truck that hauls it around.”
    “Do you need a ride to work?”
    “No. I’m not going. I’ll call my boss and
tell him that I need to buy a new windshield.”
    “Do you need a ride to get the
windshield?”
    “Sweetie,” he says, “I’ll take care of it.
Stop worrying about me.” He reaches under the table and squeezes
her knee. His hand travels up and comes in contact with her Spankx.
He says, “What do you have under there? A chastity belt?”
    She laughs and says, “It’s a girl thing.”
    “Well, I hope you’ll be able to get it off
later.” He tries reaching up again and she slaps his hand,
playfully.
    “Later,” she promises him.
    He looks around the room and says, “Where’d
the waitress go with our check? We need to get out of here before
my roommate comes back to the apartment.”
     
    *******
     
    There’s no sign of Jake when they enter his
apartment. Joshua tells her to have a seat on the sofa while he
lights some candles and puts on some music. She watches him going
about his errands. I wonder what he looks like without any
clothes on?
    He walks over to her and puts out his hand,
saying, “Madame, may I have this dance?”
    She starts laughing and says, “You really
have been watching old movies.”
    He raises his index finger to her lips and
says, “Shush!”, and slowly moves her around the floor. She’s
surprised by how good a dancer he is and how skillfully he
moves.
    “Have you taken Arthur Murray dance lessons?”
she asks. He whispers in her ear, “Hush…Take off your chastity
belt.”
    She obeys and wiggles out of her Spankx as
gracefully as possible, trying not to trip. Then, she slowly undoes
his tie and unbuttons his shirt, tossing them both on the
ground.
    He tells her, “Your turn,” and pulls her
dress over her head. He unhooks the front clasp of her bra and lets
free her large breasts. He takes in a deep breath as he admires
her. “I’ve been wanting to see those babies for the longest
time.”
    “You like what you see?”
    “Are you kidding?” he says, cupping her
breasts and burying his face in them.
    She pushes him away and says, “Let’s see what
you got.”
    “Undress me,” he says, pulling off his belt
and dropping it to the floor.
    She undoes the button on his pants, loosely
unzips them about half an inch, and, with her index finger, slowly
traces the circumference of his waist, stopping at his firm abs. He
shutters with pleasure at her touch. She slowly unzips the rest of
his pants, teasing his hardness with her other fingers. At the
moment when she pushes down his pants to admire his package, they
hear loud banging at the front door. “Who the hell is it?” Joshua
calls out.
    The knocking gets louder. “Open up, Josh.
It’s me. I forgot my keys.”
    “Argggg!” Joshua yells.
    Isabella quickly gathers up her clothing and
runs to the bathroom. Joshua puts on his pants and storms over to
the front door.
    Jake walks in. “Sorry, dude. It looks like I
interrupted something,” he says, looking at the pile of Joshua’s
clothes on the floor.
    Joshua is furious. He gets up in his
roommate’s face and shakes his finger. “Later,” is all he can
say.
    Isabella sheepishly comes out of the bathroom
and asks, “Could you please walk me to my car,