"Err… um… ice cream chocolate chips," Trevor managed to stutter, chuckling nervously, but the guard remained unfazed, his expression stern.
The guard squinted at him, momentarily examining the old van before nodding. "Okay, park over there." He gestured broadly to a section of the docks, still keeping a keen eye on Trevor. Trevor nodded and pulled into the designated area, releasing a breath he hadn't realized he was holding.
Once parked, Trevor glanced around, still on edge. The shadows danced ominously, and the distant sounds of lapping water sent chills down his spine. "Get in, get out, and get paid," he reminded himself, running a hand through his hair, trying to calm the anxiety plaguing him.
"Just keep the code in mind… ice cream chocolate chip," he whispered to himself, rehearsing the words in his mind to drown out the chaos around him.
With purpose, he exited the van, his heart pounding like a drum. A small group was already waiting near a flickering streetlight at the end of the dock, their faces obscured in shadows.
"Are you the one with the cargo?" one man shouted, and Trevor nodded, swallowing hard.
"Code?" another voice inquired.
"Ice cream chocolate chip," Trevor replied, his voice shaky but firm. The group exchanged glances, and then one of them stepped forward.
"Let's get this done. We don't have all night," the leader said, his tone brokering no argument.
They moved toward the van, and Trevor's palms grew clammy as he fumbled with the keys. He opened the doors, revealing the hidden stash of drugs, cool packages stacked neatly inside. The sight of the illicit cargo was both fascinating and terrifying—a world he had never imagined stepping into.
The men began hastily transferring the cargo from the van to waiting bags. Trevor stood awkwardly, trying to remain calm but feeling the pressure mounting. What had he gotten himself into?
"Keep your head down and don't say a word," the leader instructed sharply, and Trevor nodded instinctively.
Minutes dragged on like an eternity, each one pregnant with unease. Trevor repeatedly glanced at his watch, anxiety pooling in his stomach. Just as they finished loading the last of the cargo, Trevor caught sight of headlights approaching from the entrance of the dock.
Panic surged once more. "What if it's the police?" he thought, even as adrenaline urged him to run. The tension was palpable; the group exchanged worried glances.
"Stay calm," the leader instructed, his voice low but commanding. "If anyone asks, you're just delivering supplies. Act natural."
Trevor squeezed his eyes shut, praying for the situation to de-escalate.
As the mysterious vehicle approached, he couldn't shake the feeling that everything was about to unravel. Would this be the end of his plans—or his life?
With the unknown fate looming just over the horizon, Trevor took a deep breath, summoning every ounce of courage he had. This was it. He could either drown in the chaos of his choices or navigate through the storm ahead. Only time would tell as the shadows grew closer on the docks—darkness nipping at his heels, with fate's hand hanging precariously in the balance.
A masked man got out, dressed entirely in black. Stepping up to Trevor, he said in a deep voice, "Password?!"
"Ice cream chocolate chips," Trevor replied.
"Keys? The money is in the car I came with; leave with that." The masked man collected the keys, climbed into the van with the skill of a pro, and sped away.
Pushing the mystery of the man out of his mind, Trevor climbed into his car, noticing a bag in the passenger seat. He reached for it, opening it to see wad after wad of cash.
Smiling, he closed the car door, twisted the ignition, and drove off, the night wind howling behind him as darkness crept closer.
**The Clearing**
In a blind spot, under the shadows of the night and a bit farther away, a man in black stood with a camera, switching between images that contained a cloaked man smiling in a car while clutching a bag.
"Gotcha! Kekeke!" he laughed as thunder crashed behind him, making him look even more ominous.
The next day, Trevor showed up to work early, humming a song. His lips stretched into a wide smile; anyone could tell he had some good luck recently. Ignoring the strange looks from his coworkers, he quickly put on his uniform.
After the deal went through yesterday, he returned home, stashing the cash in a safe place. He promptly paid off the remaining hospital debt, bought himself some good food, and indulged all night.
He slept like a newborn baby, something he hadn't done for a while.
When Doctor Clark asked where he got so much money, Trevor fabricated a story about rediscovering a forgotten cryptocurrency account after recently finding the password while going through some documents.
**Anna's POV**
Sizzle!
Trevor came in, obviously happy; it seemed the overnight deal had gone well. David had done his part; now it was my turn...
I watched Trevor throughout the morning, like an eagle stalking its prey. He looked over his shoulder, rubbing his neck and muttering to himself. The same behaviors continued into the afternoon...
Lunch break!
Go time!
He went to the bathroom and I cornered him there. Hand roaming his chest the other into his pants
" Hey Trevour..." I said coquesshly slamming my bunnies on his chest my other hands snaking around manhood. It hardened immediately
" Hmmm, wh..what are you doing Anna" he moaned his breath picking up
" I wanna fuck you honey" I said my tone sedusive my body strandeling him.
"Not now...ha... not here!" He growled his voice primal "ha...we can't...at ...w..ha.work" he was already crumbling I knew I had him. All I needed was a little push
Pulling my top down I guided his hand to my boob, crossed my legs on his waist and kissed him hard. That was the tipping point
He returned my gesture kissing me ravatiously his hand skillfully foddling my boob!
Ahha..ha I moaned my panties soaked
He twisted my nipples, pinched, pulled there wasn't any technique he didn't use
Ha..ahhha...mhhh.ahh
I Moaned like a bitch in heat
" You want this dick" he growled my pussy squeezing with every syllable " I will give it to you"
He broke my leg lock pulled down my pants, faced me to the wall my ass out the wind creasing my pussy lips making me wetter
He pulled out his rock hard dick. " So big" I screamed in my head
He was big down there
And in one stroke slammed his whole length in me
Eye rolled back from the intensity, I wanted to scream out but no words came out my body trembled violently and I came...hard
I shook my pussy coating his dick in cum but he didn't stop he continued
One hard , two slow , one hard , two slow. Like that he kept the rhythm. I cummed for minutes my body shaking before It stopped
Ahh...haa..
After shock rocked my body the cold walls gave me a bit of clearity and I remembered my mission
With a twing of reluctance I started my act
Hello...ahhh.ahh help helppp ahh!
I called out my moan leaking out in between
" Ahh..ahh you are speaking help no one will safe you today haa" he growled lost in the pleasure. He continued to slam his length inside me
It took all the will power in me to not break act
Help..help..ahh please some.ha..body help ohhh...ahhhh!
And I came again this one harder, stronger my body shaking my legs gave out and I collapsed ass in the air pussy dripping with cum
Help!!! I managed a last shout before fainting from intense pleasure
.....Trevor pov....
Ha...ha..ha " God that was intense" my chest rising and falling heavyly
I leaned on the toilet door trying to get my bearing when a loud sound rang from my back and I found myself on the floor with my dick out
Flashlight blinding, fixed on me and I saw something like a police uniform
Realizing what was happening
" Wait! Look! It's not how it seems....Bang" I didn't finish before a huge hand struck me in the face and I blanked out
Hearing a furious...
" bastard!!"