The Fall

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: POLICE CHASE JET posed in the foyer of City Hall as the cameras clicked furiously from all sides. She was dressed in tiny Lycra pants and the smallest of tight tops. She held her hand to the back of her head, bent one leg and stuck thrust out her chest looking from one side to the other with a beaming grin on her face as the pressmen surrounded her. "Is Robin here tonight?" shouted one. "I'm afraid not," she replied. "He's busy catching criminals." "He's made the biggest catch of his life with you," the man shouted back provoking peels of laughter from the crowd. Jet struck one last pose and then waved to the throng before disappearing up the stairs. As she went she caught sight of Commissioner Gordon to one side throwing her disapproving looks. Men's eyes instinctively turned to her as she glided upstairs. "Robin's one lucky fella," she heard one say as she passed. Her eyes scanned the main function room as she walked in heads turning towards her from all sides. It took a few seconds but she soon identified her prey in a small group at the far side of the room. The annual Police Gallantry Awards were one of the highlights of the force's year and all the top brass were present - including Deputy Commissioner Mike Ferris. At just 29 he had had a meteoric rise up the ranks - the only setback being the collapse of his marriage just a year ago when a secretary had gone public with revelations about their affair. Jet homed in on her target sliding past various groups of officers and their guests until she was standing in the small knot of men listening to Deputy Commissioner Ferris as he talked about his new anti-gang initiative. Jet shot him her broadest smile and fluttered her eyelids as he glanced over at her. She could see his eyes roaming over her body as he carried on expounding his views. There was no mistaking the fact he had a very high opinion of himself. She wondered if he'd be so cocky with her on top of him squeezing his body until he screamed. She put the thought out of his head as the Deputy Commissioner finished his little speech and nodded at her appreciatively. "I see we have a very special guest with us tonight," he said. He held out his hand and said: "It's a pleasure to meet you Jet." Jet took his hand and squeezed hard gazing deeply into his eyes. "The pleasure is all mine Deputy Commissioner," she said smiling. He was immediately surprised and impressed at how strong her grip was. "I believe I'm on your table tonight," continued Jet. "I'm sure it will be a fascinating experience." He looked surprised as she let go of her hand and said: "Are you? I didn't know." "A last minute change. I begged a favour." Just then a bell rang and the toastmaster announced dinner was about to be served. Deputy Commissioner Ferris held out his arm for Jet to lead the way. The throng was seated within 10 minutes and listening silently to Commissioner Gordon's dry speech. As he finished Jet turned to his deputy and said: "He's not a very impressive man is he?" Mike Ferris grinned and said: He does his job. Anyway, what do you call impressive?" Jet looked him in the eye and said: "You." She quickly turned coyly away sensing him looking at her interestedly. "You have a very impressive physique," she added. "So do you," he replied. "The consensus of opinion is that Robin is now the luckiest man in the city with you on his arm." "Ahh," said Jet turning her head to him again. "But the luckiest woman is the one who ends the night with you." The Deputy Commissioner's eyes widened as he took in just how strongly she was flirting with him. "Tell me," he said. "Where is Robin tonight?" "Out," she said dismissively. "Catching criminals. It's what he does." "I thought you'd have wanted to bring him. It's always nice to have your partner at an event like this." Jet smiled. "Mr Ferris, remember I'm not married yet. I'm not even engaged. I'm still free to do what I want, whenever I want and with whoever I want. Besides, I've always thought a monogamous relationship denied people so many opportunities for pleasure." Her pearly-white teeth shone as she opened her mouth and ran her tongue over her lips. The deputy police chief could feel a tingling in his groin as he took in her face. She turned back to her food and caught him glancing up and down at her voluptuous body. It was time to really reel in him. "I admit Robin's a handsome enough catch," she said popping a strawberry into her mouth. "But unfortunately he's rather unskilled in the art of lovemaking. He is only a teenager after all. Sometimes a woman craves a bit more expertise. And a little danger." "Don't we all," he said looking straight ahead of him. "I do hope so," said Jet pointedly. The pair continued flirting as they ate in-between chatting idly to the other guests on the table. As the meal finished the Deputy Commissioner excused himself explaining he had to circuit some tables to meet and greet. Jet watched him as he performed his duties while she made small talk with another man on the table. Occasionally he glanced back to where she was sitting obviously anxiously wanting to get back to her. The man to her right gabbled on and on all the while eyeing up her bare flesh. She felt like ramming her fist into his throat and then stamping on his skull as he went down but waited patiently smiling demurely at him now and again. Eventually Mike Ferris returned and sat back down beside her. "Sorry," he said. "That's OK," she said patting his leg. "But I'm afraid I have to go now." Her hand squeezed his thigh as she continued: "There'll be a crowd of photographers waiting for me outside and I'd like to get it out of the way and then head home. I'll be seeing you." As Jet started to push her seat back her fingers still pressing into him he clasped his hand onto her arm. "Wait," he said. "There's a back way. That'll avoid all the fuss. The attention must be hard for you sometimes. I'll show you." "How sweet of you," smiled Jet. "Although quite frequently I do like things to be hard. It just depends what they are. Is your car out the back?" He nodded. "Good. Then perhaps we can have the best of both worlds." The pair rounded the room and he pushed open an emergency door and let her through. He led the way as they walked down the stairs to the loading bay. Another door was open onto the street. He gestured for her to walk through but as she did so she stopped and turned to face him. Leaning in she pressed her lips to his. He responded immediately. Jet raised her hands and grasped his head sliding her tongue into his mouth. Her hips pressed into his groin and she felt his growing cock pushing against her. It was all too easy! Jet pulled her head away and looked down at the bulge in his trousers. "Would you look at that," she said. "Now which is going to be harder for me? The photographers or the policeman's big cock?" "Which do you prefer?" he said confidently his ego pumped up by her flirting. "Oh, I think I'll take cock tonight," she grinned mischievously. Jet enjoyed every second of the 20-minute ride to his apartment. He was like putty in her hands. She had him creaming himself less than halfway through the drive as she pumped his shaft through his trousers and licked and kissed his face and mouth. She resisted the temptation to deride him for shooting his load so soon and instead simply said: "I hope there's more to come. Once-a-night men don't interest me." "Don't worry," he said arrogantly. "You won't be." Jet almost sneered but just continued throwing her body all over him and letting out little fake expectant gasps as she felt his penis begin to harden again. Deputy Commissioner Ferris didn't know what had hit him after they tumbled into his flat. Jet was like a wild animal as she tore off his jacket and almost threw him into the bedroom. He fell backwards onto the bed and she was on him in an instant ripping his shirt from him and forcing it over his arms. She grinned as she slipped down his body, undid his belt and hauled down his trousers and boxing shorts to expose his pumping cock. "Behold Jet's pleasure toy," she laughed running her tongue up the shaft making him groan in anticipation. Seconds later she had wriggled out of her pants and was riding him exultantly. She shook her head from side to side tossing her long dark hair over her shoulders as she brought him to a shuddering climax. As he lay luxuriating in the afterglow of his orgasm Jet began kissing him all over - rolling him onto his front so she could send her tongue sliding up his spine and then pushing him over again to lick and suck his balls. "Jesus you make me horny," she gasped. "Forget Robin. I want a real man." In an instant she was on top of him again sliding his manhood into her. Even he was amazed at how she'd managed to coax his cock back into life so soon. This time she took it slowly - teasing him by rising up and just holding the tip of his shaft within her time and time again before taking it all with a satisfied gasp. As he came in a thin dribble he felt an excruciating pain in his sides from Jet's powerful legs crushing his rib cage. Somehow the sensation only served to heighten his orgasm. "My God," he groaned. "Oh my God." Jet let him rest and watched with satisfaction as he drifted off into a slumber. She rose from the bed and amused herself by taking a good look around his apartment - rifling through the draws and examining all his belongings. Once finished she got back in beside him and started fingering his balls to arouse her new conquest once again. She rode him twice more before it became obvious he had no more to give and she let him drift off into the most satisfied sleep he had ever had. He came to a few hours later with Jet lying next to him on her back her eyes wide open. She looked over at him and smiled. "That was some evening," she said shaking her head from side to side as though she couldn't believe what had happened. "The best I've ever had," he replied blowing his cheeks out. Jet grinned slyly. "Well, maybe not the best ever. But we can work on it." Ferris pressed his head back into the pillow and gazed up at the ceiling. He'd just fucked Robin's girlfriend, he thought. And she'd been amazing. Gagging for it. "Tell me," he said. "Was it better than with Robin?" "Oh one hundred times," sighed Jet suppressing a giggle. "It was heaven." She rolled over, threw her arms around him and pressed her lips onto his once again forcing her tongue into his mouth. Her long, athletic leg moved over his stomach as she let her hand wander down his body and grasp his testicles. He began moaning as her fingers teased his balls and she maneuvered herself on top of him pressing herself into his willing body. "Again?" she said as she felt his cock hardening. The Deputy Commissioner was lost in wonderment as he looked up at her face and felt her amazing body squeezing into him. He'd never met a woman like her before - Jet's beauty, energy, sexual stamina and obvious lust for him were something he wanted to experience forever. His mouth opened and his eyes closed in rapture as she went down on him once again. Jet simply smiled safe in the knowledge she had achieved her goal. Ferris would be a much more compliant Chief Commissioner once she had disposed of the present incumbent.