Massively banged up

Rick was surprised to find Kat beating one of the speed bags rather than convalescing in her office. When she spotted him, she gave him a careful hug, wincing when he accidentally squeezed one of her bruises. One problem with clothes was that they blocked his ability to see the nervous impulses they covered. Of course another problem with clothes was that the girls weren't naked.

"I was worried you'd be locked up even longer than me. Did you really get one of our first clients killed?"

"Hey it wasn't..." It took him that long to see she was joking although joking about an assassination seemed in questionable taste.

"Just kidding," she said. "I'm sorry for Barbara but glad you weren't in the car with her."

That had been lucky. It also left him wondering if Barbara was the only intended victim. Whomever had set the bomb, assuming there was a bomb and not just some flaw in the engine, must have known she was having lunch with him. If they'd only wanted to kill her, they could have more easily set the bomb at her home rather than when her car was out in public.

"Tell me what happened to you," he demanded.

"Pretty much what you heard, I imagine. I went home. Rodger was pissy when I got home late from the party and more pissy when I got home last night late without having his dinner ready for him. So, he told me I could suck his cock and I told him if he would just take yoga, he could develop the flexibility to suck his own cock. So he hit me."

"And you hit him back."

She smiled. "Yeah, I sure did. That asshole. Wouldn't have been much of a fight except I was so banged up from Cliff. Slowed me down. Which is why I need a massage."

Talk about first world problems. Two hot women wanted him to rub their bodies, plus however many clients Usha had lined up for him. "Keep working the bag, get your muscles loosened up. I've got a client in now but when I'm free, you'll be up."

"Send her home."

He laughed. "I can't. It's my lawyer and she just saved my butt."

"You mean your sister-in-law. I can't blame you for picking her over me. She's hot."

"You're hot. And it's ex-sister-in-law."

"You sure? That wife of yours was sure sending sexy moves your way on the dance floor."

"Ex-wife," Rick said. "And I'm sure. But hot or not, I owe her. Let's just hope that it turns out better than my meeting with Barbara."

Kat nodded. "I'll be ready in an hour. I'll have Usha free the rest of your day."

That couldn't be good for business but Rick wasn't really in the mood for business.