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Chapter 3 by depravedDays depravedDays

What do you do next?

You relax and let it play out.

“So…” Melissa said, pausing to bite her lower lip as her eyes traveled up and down your chiseled body. You hadn’t had time to get properly dressed when the cops took you into custody. All you had on was a white tank top and a pair of black jeans. “When did you get back in town?” Melissa asked, meeting your gaze again.

You shrugged your broad shoulders as you scanned the Sheriff’s body with appreciative eyes. You reckoned that Melissa ought to be in her mid thirties by now. But she certainly looked no older than a college graduate however. Hell, she would put most women in their twenties to shame. She had kept her rocking body just as incredibly fit as you remembered. The same could certainly be said of Alicia and Diane.

“A month. Maybe more,” you replied.

The masculine baritone of your voice reverberated through the basement jail. The effect on the ladies was clear as day. Their knees immediately went weak and they had to steady themselves to avoid dropping to their knees. Obvious glowing blushes started to form across their faces.

Keith snorted with disgust.“You officers know this asshole?” he asked.

Alicia chuckled and brushed back her gorgeous burgandy locks. “He’s kinda infamous in these parts.”

Diane smiled and chimed in, “You and your family had only just moved into town last year, Mr. Harrison, so you wouldn’t have heard of Jack Wayne. People around here call him Lawless Jack.”

Keith shifted uncomfortably on his cot and glanced nervously at you. “It sounds like he’s supposed to be at a maximum security penitentiary rather than a county jail.”

“Oh he was,” Melissa replied, “Got a bit too big for his britches a couple years back. Feds finally scooped him up and shipped him off somewhere. I honestly didn’t expect to see him back home again so soon.”

Keith groaned slightly. “I-I may have something to do with that. Someone approached my company and convinced us to join an ex-con rehabilitation program. They said it was to reintegrate small-time offenders back into the community.”

Melissa glanced at Keith, arching one manicured eyebrow. “Small-time offenders? And they sent you Lawless Jack?”

“I-I didn’t know!” Keith Harrison said. “I just trusted them and signed the papers. Look, I thought I was doing the town and society some good here!”

Melissa returned her gaze back to you. “Seems like there’s something else at play here. But knowing you, Jacky-boy, that really shouldn’t come as a surprise, should it?” She chuckled, “You must have been making some mighty fine friends in some mighty high places while you’ve been away.”

The three women cocked their heads and regarded you with curiosity.

“So what brings you home, Jack?” Diane asked. Her voice picking up some husk.

“And who brought you home?” Alicia asked, toying with her locks.

“And what…” Melissa said, her voice quivering and slightly out of breath, “… do you plan on putting our little town through this time?”

You chuckled. “Nothing good, ma’am,” you said.

Slowly you got to your feet. “Come here girls,” you commanded.

Like a trio of marionettes, the three policewomen immediately held their breaths and drifted close.

You grabbed Melissa by her waist and pulled her against your left side. You lock your lips over hers then bit down on her lower lip.

The gorgeous brunette hissed and moaned.

As you released Melissa’s lip and turned your head, you pulled Alicia in from the right and thrust your tongue into her mouth. Your hand slid down behind her and grabbed a handful of her fit, curvy, ass.

As you frenched and fondled the police captain, Diane pressed herself before you and started planting hot eager smooches down your neck and chest.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU PEOPLE DOING!?” You hear Keith scream.

You released Alicia’s mouth and beheld the three beautiful heavily flushed faces gazing up at you in subservient anticipation.

“I’m home, bitches,” you say, before smacking the asses of both Melissa and Alicia.

You immediately ran a couple of plans through your head. Should you take the women and get out of here? Or stay and put on a show for Keith, your ex-boss?

Decisions, decisions… What’ll it be?

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