Chapter 2
Early the next morning, Jo Willie and Bob arrived at the O'Rourke's mansion to get a list of the items stolen and a complete description of each object. After assuring Dan and Sally O'Rourke that they would do everything they could to find their household goods, Jo Willie and Bob hurried to the auction house in town.
The auction was scheduled to start at ten o'clock that morning and they didn't want to be late. Jo Willie didn't want to miss seeing a single item that was to be auctioned off that day.
Jo Willie's experience working with her late Uncle Joe, from whom she had inherited the detective agency, stood her in good stead many times. She had a hunch that this was one of those times. She and Uncle Joe had found that many times thieves used auction houses to fence their stolen goods, with or without the knowledge and connivance of the auction house owners.
Jo Willie was surprised and pleased to see a lady auctioneer appear on the podium and start the bidding. Traditionally, auctioneering had been a man's domain. Jo Willie was pleased to see a woman brave enough to enter their world.
She was even more pleased to see that the woman was a very competent auctioneer--and very beautiful. She had introduced herself as Stephanie Cox. Jo Willie felt her heart beating just a little faster as she watched the cool, tall, graceful ash blonde beauty auction off the items. Stephanie Cox was smooth and sensual in her approach and demeanour, and Jo Willie felt herself drawn to her like a magnet.
None of the O'Rourke's household goods or antiques appeared on the podium to be auctioned off, but Jo Willie decided to go back to the warehouse after the auction and talk to Stephanie Cox anyway. Jo Willie had the now familiar feeling in the pit of her stomach that she was on the right rack. She sent Bob on another errand and went to talk to Ms. Cox alone.
Jo Willie appeared in the warehouse and asked Stephanie Cox if she could talk to her for a few minutes. Stephanie seemed very friendly and invited Jo Willie back to her office where they could talk in private.
As Jo Willie questioned Stephanie about the sources of her auction items, she became painfully aware of a very strong erotic tension building between them. She was sure that Stephanie was also aware of the sexual feelings between them because she made some very obvious moves on her part.
She first invited Jo Willie to sit on the luxurious red leather couch. Instead of sitting in another chair or on the opposite end of the couch, she sat very close to Jo Willie. Her lovely, soft, tapered hands kept touching Jo Willie lightly here and there as she answered Jo Willie's questions. On the surface, it all looked innocent enough, but the smoldering look in Stephanie's blue eyes revealed something different. She was definitely making sexual advances toward Jo Willie.
Jo Willie was flattered, and more than a little suspicious, but not enough to refuse Stephanie's advances.
Stephanie squeezed Jo Willie's hands and said, "Honey, please call me Stephanie. Ms. Cox sounds so cold and formal."
"Okay, Stephanie it is. You may call me Jo Willie."
"Thank you, Jo Willie. May I be so bold as to say that I think we both know what we're feeling right now, and I, for one, don't want to deny it. What do you say, Jo Willie?"
Jo Willie chuckled. "I haven't been able to sit still in my chair since you first walked out on the podium. You create an excitement in me that I can't deny."
Stephanie looked deeply into Jo Willie's glittering green eyes, smiled gently, and softly said, "If you want to freshen up a bit, there's a bathroom down the hall. I'll use the one here in my office. Then we'll talk some more and see what happens. Agree?"
"Sounds wonderful," Jo Willie murmured.
She headed for the bathroom down the hall, her heart pounding so loudly she could almost hear it in her ears. She was more than happy to freshen her pussy. By now, she was so wet it was uncomfortable!
She didn't bother to put her panties back on. She shoved them in her handbag and hurried back to Stephanie's office, anticipating what was going to happen next and happily looking forward to it.
Jo Willie's eyes bugged out a bit when she walked back into Stephanie's office. Stephanie was nude. Stretched out on the red leather couch, two soft pillows under her head, her luscious body was fully exposed.
"Lock the door behind you, would you, honey? Then come sit by me," said Stephanie, patting the leather couch. "Easier to talk that way." She was totally unconcerned by her nudity.
Jo Willie sat on the couch, facing Stephanie.
"I hate clothes, don't you? Wish we could all go around naked." Stephanie chuckled and ran her hand over her nipples. The nipples started to stiffen. "Your tits are a nice size. I sometimes think mine are too small ... of course I guess they match the rest of my body. Yours are nice and firm. Bet they stand up without a bra."
There was a hungry look in Jo Willie's emerald-green eyes. She was watching, fascinated, as one of Stephanie's hands stole down her sleek body, headed for the curly forest of ash blonde pubic hair. The fact that Stephanie's pubic hair and the hair on her head matched perfectly registered in Jo Willie's mind. She idly wondered if that was a natural condition or if Mother Nature had had a helping hand. Was she really a redhead or a brunette at other times, in other towns? Jo Willie's curiosity never took a vacation, even at times like this. Maybe that was why she was such a successful private detective.
"I've had compliments on my tits," Stephanie continued. "But most people think my ass if my best feature. That is, that anyone can see when I'm dressed, anyway. I've been told my pussy tastes great!"
Stephanie's hand was in her pussy hair and still going lower. Her long, slender, shapely legs spread slowly. Her hand covered her cunt mound. Mesmerized, Jo Willie watched as one finger dipped between the swollen cunt lips and played there. Stephanie gave no sign that anything unusual was happening.
"I need to cum," Stephanie moaned.
Jo Willie couldn't take her eyes from the ash blonde-haired beauty.
Stephanie moved both hands to her crotch. She spread her labia with her fingers, thrusting her hips up. Jo Willie stared at the wet, pink slit and the big, erect clit. She felt the allure of the blonde's pussy, smelled the heady, sexy odours.
"I like having you watch me," Stephanie whispered. "Makes it more exciting!"
The lascivious ash blonde bent her knees, spreading her thighs farther apart. Stephanie stroked a finger in and out, rubbing her cum button and probing her depth.
Watching Stephanie masturbating was so very exciting for Jo Willie. One hand slipped into the top of her blouse, found a nipple, and started tweaking it. Her other hand went under her skirt, between her legs, and into her bare crotch. She was glad now that she had stuffed her panties into her handbag when she had been in the bathroom.
"Kiss me, Jo Willie," Stephanie whispered.
Jo Willie had thought about only watching Stephanie get herself off while playing with her own pussy. But Stephanie's request sounded exciting. After all, this didn't mean she had to get personally involved with the woman ... and she didn't know for sure that Stephanie was a suspect in the robbery case she was working on. It was still just one of her hunches.
The beautiful redhead leaned over and slowly lowered her mouth to the expectant blonde's mouth. Her lips were softer than she had expected, soft, yielding, and yet demanding.
Jo Willie liked it. Especially when Stephanie ran her tongue into her own mouth and ran it around. When Stephanie withdrew her tongue, Jo Willie's followed and probed the light blonde's mouth. It was as exciting as Jo Willie had hoped it would be. Her pulse pounded; hot blood coursed through her petite body.
Jo Willie sat up and stripped off her blouse and skirt. She wanted to be as naked as her new friend. She sat facing Stephanie, her legs open, her pussy in full view.
"God, you've got such a beautiful little body!" Stephanie whispered. "We're going to have so much fun together!"
Stephanie couldn't say anything else then. Her breath was coming in short gasps as her hand churned in her cunt. She was so close to her orgasm that her full attention was concentrated in her crotch.
It was so great doing herself while Jo Willie watched. Thinking of the pleasure they would give each other before the day was over made what she was doing just that much better.
Jo Willie was torn between the desire to kiss Stephanie again and the desire to watch the luscious ash blonde make herself cum. Both desires were very strong. The desire to watch Stephanie won. There would be plenty of time for kissing later.
Jo Willie didn't have long to wait. Staring into the redhead's deep green eyes, Stephanie worked her hand in her cunt faster and faster. In mere moments, she had reached her goal.
"Oh, honey, I'm going to cum so good!" the blonde moaned. "Watch me! Watch me! Aaaahhhhh! It's here! I'm Cumming! Uhm, so wonderful!"
Her eyes locked on the thrashing silver-blonde on the red leather couch, Jo Willie drank in the salacious scene. What her eyes were seeing and the aroma of female sex that filled the air got the better of her. She stretched her body alongside Stephanie.
Stephanie's response was to remove her hand from her overheated pussy and crawl on top of Jo Willie. Grinning happily, she mashed her tits into Jo Willie's pert mounds. She ground her body around, enjoying the feel of the lovely young woman beneath her.
"Gonna girl-fuck you," Stephanie muttered.
Twisting around, Stephanie positioned her crotch in Jo Willie's crotch, their legs splayed like two pair of scissors.
"Spread your cut open," hissed Stephanie, doing the same to her own hot cunt.
Jo Willie did as she was told and then cunt was rubbing against cunt. She felt the stab of Stephanie's clit against her own, eliciting thrills from her crotch.
Asses bobbed and thrust as the women found their rhythm. The position they were using didn't allow them to rub against each other's tits, but the women wasted no time in filling their hands with tit flesh.
"Come on, honey, rub that hot cunt against mine. Love the feel of your hard, hot clit!"
Stephanie's word burned into Jo Willie's mind; spurred her to greater action.
"Our pussy lips rubbing together feels so good," moaned the little redhead. Their two mound of pussy fur blended together like fire and smoke.
"Come on, honey. Let it all out! We'll cum together."
"Cum with me!" wailed Jo Willie.
The ash blonde and the red pussies rubbed together, hair and cunt lips mingling as the women humped and wriggled their shapely asses with abandon. Squishy sounds and the aroma or women in heat filled the office as the women thrashed about on the red leather couch.
Their orgasms seized them both at the same time. Screaming and moaning, they gave verbal vent to their pleasures as their crotches gave them physical satisfaction. Pussy juice poured from them, keeping their grinding nether lips well lubricated.
That same girl juice ran down the ass-crack of Jo Willie, who was lying on her back. It then soaked the red leather couch. She paid no attention to the wet spot. Her full attention was riveted on her crotch.
When the women couldn't stand to be touched any longer, Stephanie rolled away. They lay on their backs, clinging to the couch, panting from exertion, both completely satiated for the moment.