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Caught Red-Handed
Date: 9/13/2016, Categories: Group Sex, Author: GotYourCakeAndAteIt, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories
“So, gentlemen, how would you like to play this?” Red threw out the question as she checked her wristwatch. Thirty minutes remained until breakout, so long as everything went according to plan, and then she’d be rich enough to consider retirement. For now though, she was locked inside the vault with her two associates. Or her henchmen, as she preferred to think of them. “We sit pretty, sweetheart,” Wolf replied from the storage crate he was sitting on, showing off an ugly grin and reloading his Glock. His voice came out cool and collected, but the enforcer’s fidgeting every now and then was hard not to notice. It seemed the big man didn’t take well to being caged up. According to Johnny he was a professional from NYC, although he spoke with a husky London accent. Red trusted Johnny’s word about his abilities, but expected everything else she knew about the hulking mercenary to be a facade. That was just how things went in this line of work. “We wait for the three little piggies to come along, and then we blow their fucking house down.” “It shouldn’t come to that. Clean and quiet, that was the plan. The rig is just for leverage,” said Red. “You don’t strike me as the clean and quiet type.” Wolf leered, licking his lips as he took a not-so-subtle glance at the tall, slim figure that her tight-fitting tank top did little to conceal. Not for the first time. “I still vote for the explosive finish. You’d like it.” “Oh, don’t get me wrong, sugar. I love a good bang as much as the ... next girl. I just worry about the extra attention we’d draw if security saw us blasting their back door open.” Red had taken Wolf to be the alpha male type who expected all the women he met to bow down to him, even the deadly outlaw he now worked for. For now she would play ball with the taunts and the flirting to keep him in a good mood. It was a small price to pay for a lifetime’s wealth, although she wouldn’t hesitate if he stepped out of line. She noticed the enforcer’s eyes flitting downward to her urban camo-clad behind, and she brushed her thumbs over the twin Berettas that she wore at her hips as a subtle reminder of her authority. “Keep talking like that, love, and I’ll blast your back doors-” “You nervous, tough guy?” Johnny interrupted with a smirk. “That’s the twentieth time you checked your gun since we got in.” The younger man stood leaning coolly against the wall of safety deposit boxes, many of which now lay empty. He and Red had already bagged up all the cash and valuables they intended to take while Wolf had rigged the vault door. While not as obvious a threat as the enforcer, Red knew Johnny’s body was lean and wiry under his trim & tailored suit; fast rather than strong. Hidden away he also carried a .44 revolver that he could handle with deadly proficiency, and had a sharp tongue to go with it. The petty rivalry between the men was a constant source of amusement for Red; Wolf’s brash manner and ferocity fitted the mercenary trade fine, but Johnny’s quips, ...