Investigate with Walter

Even though you know you should despise him, you find that you have to almost physically drag your eyes away from the smirking Walter, your face is flushed and breathing heavy when you finally look back at the distant figure of Conrad. Although he looked tiny from this distance, the well muscled black man had already made it to the base of the bridge’s ramp and was now beginning his slow climb up to the top; he was being cautious and darted quickly from one piece of cover to another.

“Do you see anything?” you hiss at Regina, looking at the distant bridge nervously.

“No, nothing” she muttered back, her own eyes were pressed against her binoculars.

“Pssstt”

The soft hissing sound comes from somewhere behind you and you turn to see what it is Walter wants, he is crouched at the edge of an office building perhaps ten or twelve feet away, he’s peeking around the corner with a small pistol clutched in one hand; he looks back at you and beckons you over; ragged suit sleeve flapping as he gestured urgently at you.

“I will be right back” you murmur to Regina, standing up beside her. “Don’t go far” she warned absently, still panning the binoculars back and forth across the length of the bridge; you scurry over to where Walter is crouched against the wall, falling into an awkward crouch there beside him.

“I think I saw something move over there by that alley” he murmurs in your ear; you try to focus on what he is saying rather than the way your stomach flutters as his warm breath touches your ear. He gestures towards a narrow, shadowy alleyway half hidden by a filthy, dirt stained cranberry SUV ten feet further up the street “We are going to check it out, C’mon”

He gestures for you to follow him as he ducks around the corner, races to the edge of the dirt covered SUV and drops into place beside it; you awkwardly trot after him as he pivots around the car and darts into the narrow alleyway, disappearing into the shadows that fill it. There are a few metal service doors studding the brick walls which are practically covered in scrawls of badly spelled graffiti and thick smears of filth. Much of the alleyway itself is taken up with an enormous, foul smelling blue metal dumpster; what you don’t see however is Walter, he had somehow disappeared.

“Walter?” you glance around the empty alley uncertainly “Walter where are you?”

A muttered reply comes from somewhere deeper into the alley; Uh, that thing reeks you think to yourself, grimacing in distaste as you step around the large dumpster. Just past the dumpster a narrow walkway runs between two buildings and as you walk past this a thin, suit coated arm snakes out, seizing you around the neck and pulling you backwards against someone.

“Hello sweetheart” Walter hissed coldly into your ear as he pressed himself against your back; you can feel his erect cock straining against your shapely ass through your thin sundress and your even thinner panties. He strokes one of your pregnancy swollen breasts through your dress with his free hand, and although you are struggling against him, you let out an involuntary moan as your nipple hardens in his hand.

“Did you miss having me inside of you Alex?” he whispered as he slides one hand up your inner thigh, he chuckled as his fingers touched the small damp patch on the front of your lacy, white panties “It looks like you did, didn’t you bitch? Aren’t you just a little slut?” You gasp sharply as two of his fingers slide into your soaking quim, “Yeah, you like that don’t you Alex?” he sneered in your ear as his fingers dart in and out of your body, each stroke wringing a gasp or whimper from you until you are writhing against him, orgasm roaring through you.

While you were distracted Walter has lifted up your skirt and yanked down your panties; he slaps his hand against your naked ass sharply “Yeah” he sneered slapping your ass again “I’m going to fuck this tight little ass so goddamn hard.” You squirm frantically in his arms as he rubs his cock against your sopping quim, then you feel him beginning to **** his big cock into your ass “No, no Walter don’t!” you squeal desperately as you feel another few inches of his cock forcing their way even deeper into your tight ass.

“Oh, Yeah” he moaned, his balls slapped against you with every stroke as he hammered his tool in and out of your ass, his fingers were darting in and out of your tight snatch almost as quickly and it was all you could do to brace yourself against the wall and hold on; at the end you have to bite down on your own knuckles to quiet your own screams of passion as Walter at last came, deep in your bowels.

Shoving you away, Walter looks down at you expressionlessly as you lean against the wall, panting frantically for breath “Hurry up and get dressed” without waiting for a reply he turns and walks out of the alley. After finally calming your breathing and re-arranging your clothes you stumble out of the alley and back to Regina and Walter. Walter simply ignores your arrival and Regina simply looks at you expressionlessly for a moment when you stagger up to them but when you don't meet her eyes she just goes back to panning the binoculars back and forth across the bridge.

What the HELL is wrong with me? you think to yourself, you are honestly at a loss on why you had been so willing to let Walter have his way with you in the alleyway. In fact now that you thought about it you had been strangely aroused since Regina had woken you back in the apartment. Is it because i'm pregnant? Is it Eddies? Walters? Conrad's? Oh my god what is inside of me!? the thoughts race through your mind one after another.

“Look, there he is, he’s reached the other side!” Regina blurts excitedly a few moments later, shooting to her feet and pointing across the bridge at the distant figure of Conrad “Walter, Alex lets go” she turns away from you and starts walking towards the bridge with Walter only a step behind her.