Contract Hit Man 5 - Sex Stories

Contract Hit Man 5

... including combination locks, and I opened them all. “Okay, you’re good with these locks let’s see what you can with car doors.” He led me outside and pointed to a red car. “Open it.” In less than a minute, I had it open and did the same with three more cars. “How about a digital lock, if you’ve got one?” “I’ll get one later this afternoon, but in the meantime I’m going to call Al Frascone he’s the chief of our gang. You have some skills I believe we can use. Sit down and have a cup of coffee.” * * * Al was a big guy with a Mediterranean look with black curly hair and an air of confidence. “Pleased to meet you Dale. Tommy tells me you have some skills we might find useful.” “I think I can be of value.” The three of us went into the backroom, and Dale demonstrated his lock skills. As they left the workroom, Jimmy came back with a 2010 Chevrolet with digital locks. "Lock the door,” Dale said as he removed a shoe string from his boot. He went to the car inserted the end of the shoestring into an area near the lock and opened the door. “That’s how professional get them unlocked.” Al was impressed. “Okay, Dale if you want to join the gang with your skills there’s one more requirement. “What’s that?” “You have to fuck my sister.” “What? You’ve got to be kidding me." “No, everyone is the gang has.” “I don’t understand, is she ugly or something that she has to fuck newcomers?” “No, she’s not bad looking but a little overweight, embarrassed and shy because of it and can’t get a date. ...

... The guys and I try to keep her spirits up. Come on, I’ll take you to her place.” I wondered if this was a good idea, but I needed to be in a gang to get my revenge on the Bucci’s. * * * Al drove about five blocks to a new apartment building and led me inside. We took an elevator ride to the fifth floor and walked to room 555. Al knocked on the door. After a minute, we heard a female voice, ”Who is It.? “What do you want?" She asked. “I’ve got someone I want you to meet.” The door opened immediately. “Gia this is Dale Bradford,” “He looks pretty scruffy to me.” He cleans up real nice. I think the two of you will hit it off. I’ll leave the two of you alone, and I’ll come and pick him up when you call.” I hadn’t seen her clearly until she closed the door behind us. She was kind of plain looking and on the chubby side with long black hair pulled into a knot on the crown of her head. “Come in Dale, I’ve got coffee in the kitchen.” I was surprised by how neat and clean the apartment was, and nicely decorated in new blue and brown furniture. “How do you like your coffee?” She asked pouring two cups and setting out the condiments. “Cream and sugar, please?” I fixed the coffee while looking over Gia. “Are you being initiated into the club? You've been brought over to fuck me.” “Yes, that’s why Al brought me here.” I drank some of the coffee. “Is that alright with you?” “It has to be because I can’t get laid any other way.” She looked down at her hands. “I don’t believe that. Your nice ...