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Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 13

Date: 6/11/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Death, Erotica, Male / Females, Murder, Rape, Violence, Author: davebccanada, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

hamper and peeks into it under the cover: Chicken and a salad and a pair of panties. He grins. She runs ahead of him and is partway up into the cab when he gets there. He passes up the hamper of food and gets an eyeful of pink bottom and curly hair as he climbs behind her. She goes over his seat and stops on the console. "Where we stopping for lunch?" He pulls onto the black top and starts for the highway. "Whenever your hungry. We don't have to stop, we could eat as I drive." "When I get hungry it won't necessarily be for food," is her comeback. "We don't have time for that. Maybe on our way home." They follow the highway up into the Coquihalla. This time it’s straight to Merrit on five then Kamloops to Sicamous. The diesel blows black smoke as they climb the long grade for the summit. He figures they'll make Sicamous by six. Should be home by midnight, unless they make a stop. "When're you going to see the school in Hope about Crystal?" "Tomorrow, I guess." "If I have another run this week it may be the weekend before I can help you move. Maybe we better set a date. How about next Sunday?" "Okay, I'll get a U-Haul trailer. Can you tow one with your Mustang?" "You'll have to get a strap on ball when you get it. I don't have any hitch on it. Get the smallest trailer that will handle all your stuff and let me load it. We'll have to keep it light on the hitch." "I don't have all that much stuff, but there is two of us. Won't it be great living just half an hour apart?" "I can ... hardly wait." "Was that sarcasm I heard in your voice?" Mike just grins and gears down for a sudden rise then quickly gears back up as the road levels again. It’s a long steady climb from Hope to the summit with miles and miles to go. "You going to dig out some of that chicken soon?" "Hungry?" "I could eat anytime. Did you bring coffee?" "Yep. A whole thermos fixed just the way you like it." "Maybe just a coffee for now then" "Coming right up." She winks and says; "You should see what else we have on the menu for you today, sir." Mike laughs and says, "Just coffee for now, thanks." She hands him a cup and pours one for herself. She leans back with her head near his and watches him steer with one hand while drinking coffee with the other. He spots a rise in the road and puts his coffee on the console by her hip as he prepares to gear down. She pulls it back against her pelvis and says, "I'll keep it hot for you." Mike is busy shifting and shakes his head with a grin at her comment. As the road levels out again he glances towards the cup and she says, "Come and get it." He watches the road then quickly reaches for the cup but she moves it a few inches before he can take it. He feels around and looks her way as his hand encounters her crotch. She presses herself against his hand as she hands him the coffee. "Like it?" is her query. "Mmmm, yes. It's good coffee." "I don't mean the coffee, you idiot!" Mike just chuckles as he sips again. By the time they finish their coffee he's ...