The Pheromones Wars
by Erosiawriter
Chapter 3
* * *“Jesus Christ,” moaned FBI agent Jonah Scott, clenching his hands in Agent Gina Francis’s hair, as he finished cumming in her tight mouth. She rose into a sitting position, flicking an errant drop of cum from her lips with her finger and sucking it clean.
“Beats listening to the radio,” she laughed leaning back into the seat. They were parked in a non-distinct Buick Civic in an alley in the warehouse district, looking out on a series of seedy almost-abandoned buildings.
Jonah rubbed his eyes with his hands. “Damn it, we shouldn’t have done that, Gina. You’re not only my partner, but I happen to be married.”
“Come on. Everyone knows blowjobs aren’t cheating, Jonah. And I’m not going to tell your wife, so as long as you keep your mouth shut, you’re in the clear. Not that I wouldn’t mind taking this stake-out to a hotel room somewhere.” She looked down at his cock already about seven inches and semi-rigged hanging out of his pants.
“First off Gina. I’m Irish-Catholic, which means blowjobs are most definitely cheating. Second, this is been going on for six months and I’m tired of lying to my wife (who I actually happen to be in love with) about you. Third, this relationship—”
“Relationship, please this is only some good old-fashioned sex. Don’t make it out to be more than that.” She adjusted the collar of her blouse. Somehow, thought Jonah Scott, Special Agent Gina Francis made even a dark blue regulation pantsuit look sexy. A few undid buttons at the top of her collar revealed the curve of her ample breasts. He sighed.
“Whatever this is. It’s against department regulation. We’d both be fired in a heartbeat if our relationship was found out, especially if they knew we were fucking when we were suppose to be on a stake-out.”
“We’ve been here for the last six hours and have seen jack. Your informant is full of bullshit, Jonah. If you’re going to force me to hang out in a car with you, the least you can do is not deprive me of your delicious cock. I swear to god I think I’m falling in love with it.”
She reached over and wrapped her hands around his dick, and squeezed it. Jonah groaned. In his heart, He didn’t want to cheat on his wife. He loved her, had loved her for two years now, they had been together ever since he had left the academy. She was his rock, his shelter. However, the sad fact of the matter was that his love couldn’t seem to keep him from being unfaithful. Gina wasn’t the first, though his new partner for the last six months had been fucking and sucking him like a wild polecat pretty much since they first met, but the fact of the matter was she was actually one of dozens he had fucked since he married his wife.
He didn’t mean to be unfaithful. He just had a way with women. A way that, though he was the beneficiary of, he in no way tried to exploit. It didn’t matter, however, whether they were fellow agents, or even god forbid, suspects. After a few hours alone with a woman, she would be as horny as a wild cat, and no matter what he said, after a few hours more, they were usually tearing their clothes off. Even when he didn’t want them too.
His wife was the same way. Sometimes he didn’t know what she loved more; him, or his apparently huge cock. His friends used to call him “the whale” at the academy. However, he didn’t think she would appreciate his extramarital activities if she found out. Nor would the FBI.
All of a sudden, there were headlights coming down the street.
“Shhh.” He said, slapping her hands away from his penis and grabbing the binoculars. A convoy of vehicles were heading down the street; A black Lexus in front, two black vans, and an identical Lexus in the back. They pulled up to one of the dilapidated warehouses and someone got out of the first Lexus to unlock the metal grate into the building.
“Damn it.” muttered Agent Jonah. The man unlocking the gate looked like a paramilitary guy, big short cut hair, a grayish suit and grey ray-bans, and underneath his jacket, Jonah could clearly see an Uzi.
“They’re armed and armed well. These guys mean business. “What should we do?”
“Call it in.” Said Jonah firmly, “then we’re going in. I want to see what they’re doing in there.”
They got out of their car, checking their side holsters.
“It looks like there’s a skylight on the roof,” Said Gina, “I’ll climb through the roof and look down through there.”
“Right,” said Jonah, “I’ll see if there is a way in through the back. Remember, radio silence. I’ll contact you.”
With that they were off. They had about twenty minutes before the reinforcements were on the way and Jonah wanted to make sure what the status was before they went in blind.
Slowly, he made his way around the back end of the building. He found a door, and checked it, only to find that it was locked. He kept circling the building at a quick pace until he found a window that was filmed with dirt.
“Shit,” He cursed, but then pulled out his gun, turned it around and broke the pane of glass. Throwing his coat around the shattered edge, he slid over and dropped onto the floor. He figured that the warehouse was big enough that no one in the building was liable to hear him on this side.
There was a soft humming coming from a generator in the building and in the distance, Jonah could hear the sound of voices faintly in some language that wasn’t English. It sounds Arabic, thought Jonah, what the hell have I gotten into. With his gun raised, he began a slow tactical entry, moving from room to room, covering each room with a well-practiced sweep of his gun.
The warehouse looked almost abandoned on this end. Filled with crates and cold, unmoving machinery. Jonah entered a room where the crates made artificial corridors like a rat’s maze. . A single light hung from the ceiling. Past the crates Jonah could see against the next wall a door and a window into another room. The room was well lit and through the window Jonah saw a guard with his back to the door. All of a sudden, Jonah heard the rapid sound of machine gun fire. Shit, they must have seen Gina. Jonah saw the man pull out his gun, and bust out through the door. “Freeze,” yelled Jonah. The man wheeled around and fired blind into the room. Jonah shot back putting two bullets in the man’s chest. The man fell back the gun spraying bullets. One of the bullets bounced off the metal reflector of the light hanging from the ceiling, sending the room into synchronized states of light and darkness. As the man fell, Jonah saw two other men jump into the room leveling their machines at him. He ducked behind another box as woodchips blasted around him. Jonah knew standing there was going to get him killed. He started strafing to his left firing bullets over the boxes to keep the bad guys head down. One of them was strafing along with him. And they exchanged bullets over the boxes until eventually coming up against the wall. Jonah waited until the light was at the far end of its swing effectively putting his half of the room in darkness and then rushed his opponent. The man had a look of shock as the light swung back to envelope them again and he saw Jonah right on top of him. Shock frozen to his face as Jonah put to more bullets into him. The other man cursed in Arabic firing a full clip at Jonah. Jonah barely got behind some metallic machinery just in time as he heard the whizzing and pinging of bullets as they bounced off the old machinery.
Both of them were in a standoff position behind heavy cover but Jonah knew he had to get through that door to get to Gina. God only knows how she was doing. He had to do something, so he shot out the light in the ceiling. The man cursed and blasted another clip in Jonah’s direction. Jonah could barely see the man illuminated in the light of his own flashing barrels. Jonah waited until the man emptied a clip. Jonah knew it would take him a few moments to reload in the dark, the moments that Jonah desperately needed. He slowly moved closer to the man in the dark, his ear sensitive to any sound. He could hear the man breathing loudly and the clacking as he tried to force the magazine into the grip and missing. Judging where the sound was Jonah took a deep breath and fired.
Two claps as he fired. And then a sound like escaping air, a gurgle, and low bump as something hit the ground. Jonah investigated further. The man was dead.
Jonah raced through the rooms at breakneck speed. His partner was endangered and he wasn’t going to let these guys get to her. He burst through a door into the main part of the warehouse as the two convoys were leaving. Time moved in slow motion for Jonah. He could see Gina wrestling with a man in the back of one of the vans. He tried to take aim but the angle was wrong. He moved to the next van and fired through the driver’s side window. The van veered and crashed into some pallets. Jonah ran around to the other side of the vehicle right as the back doors opened. He saw a spray of bullets and dived to the floor firing blindly into the cab. Another man fell dead off the end of the vehicle. Jonah could hear screaming. He leaped to his feet running off after the final van, but by then it was already fifty yards down the road and it was too late. In the distance, Jonah could hear sirens, but all he could think about was Gina, Gina kidnapped in the back of that van.
Jonah knew what terrorists did to FBI agents, especially female ones. His thoughts were interrupted by crying coming from the van; women’s voices. Jonah moved back to the side of the van and gun raised looked inside.
He was shocked. Inside the van were six women. Two metal bars ran along the inside roof and all six were firmly shackled with handcuffs. But more shocking of all each woman was stripped of all but lingerie and all of them had ball gags in their mouths that they were mewing through. All of the women had the olive skin and black hair of women from the Middle East and all of them were beautiful. A women who could almost be African, was dressed in a red satin thong and panty set that perfectly matched here skin tone. Jonah got into the van, and pulled out one of the gags.
The girl looked at him with her piercing green eyes, and asked, “Are you are new master?” Just then the police arrived.