Kidnapped - Sex Stories

Kidnapped

... money in the locker. Lock it then walk away." "Shit, that sounds like a terrible plan. So many places for people to watch him. Then they only have to check his vehicle plates and they'll know where you live."

Her eyes got big, and I heard her gasp. "You think we should find another way?"

"God yes. Your brother is going to get caught. That is a terrible plan."

She finished quickly and rushed off.

It was about an hour later when they walked in.

"All right smart ass. How would you do it?" Jeremy snarled at me.

"Okay, I do have a plan, but it would require you trusting me."

"Go on."

"I have been giving this a lot of thought. I still think your best method is a digital bank transfer. My mother who died a few years ago left a bank account open. It was something she did for me when I was at college. The only people who can access that account are her and I, and she's now dead."

"How does that help us?" Daisy asked.

"You get Howard to transfer the money into that account. Once it's in there, it's safe. They can't withdraw it. Only I could do that."

"Again smart ass. How does that help us?" Jeremy barked angrily.

"Okay, well. I figured it this way. There must be two hundred branches of that bank around New York alone. The police couldn't watch all of them. We find one that's slow, with little traffic. We walk in and I withdraw the money, and you walk away with the money, and I walk the other way... Free."

I watched as they exchanged nervous ...

... glances.

"Why would you help us?" Jeremy asked, his tone now softer.

"Because if you get caught or killed. I'm stuck here. All I want is out. I don't care about the money. The only thing I'm interested in at this moment is frying my husbands ass."

I heard them outside talking about my suggestion, and it became clear. Jeremy was beginning to take heed of my warnings. I guess he'd seen the same cop shows I'd seen.

When Daisy walked in with my dinner. Which smelt delicious. She also carried a pen and paper.

"Would you write the bank details down on that please?" She asked.

"I can't. I don't have the numbers committed to memory, but if you have a laptop or something. I can log in and give you the details."

"But they would be able to track our address wouldn't they?"

"Yes, but we wouldn't do it from this house. We'd need to be somewhere with free WiFi. And I'd be using my details."

"Oh god. This is getting so complex."

"It's simple. Just get to a nearby McDonald's or something. We wouldn't even have to get out of the van."

She left me to enjoy my dinner. When she returned, she brought Jeremy and a lap top. "All right, lets go."

"Not here." I snapped curtly. "We need to go to somewhere remote with free WiFi."

The feel of Daisy's body close behind me as she guided me out to the van created feelings I knew I shouldn't be having. My breathing became shallow and my heart rate went up. I was aroused. My nipples hardening and rubbing uncomfortably on my ...