Exploits of John McNally - chapter 15 - Ash Creek

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“I didn’t need to see… that!” Molly shrieked again, pointedly ignoring him.

John laughed. “I’m comfortable in my skin,” he commented. He had no intention of covering up just because Missy’s sister came in. In fact, he hoped it would lower her guard against him a bit if she got used to him being naked around her. But he could change tack now anyway. “Tell me about yer Blazer,” he requested.

“What?”

“What’s da story about da Blazer?”

“There’s no story there,” she replied, obviously trying to shut him down. So obvious that it made him all the more curious.

“I will be investigatin’ it,” he informed. “Der’s someteen not quite right ‘bout it.”

“There’s no story there,” she repeated more emphatically.

“We’ll see ‘bout dat,” he growled. He knew there was something… maybe something he could hold over her… make her submit to him. He liked that thought!

He went into the kitchen and looked at Missy again, his pregnant Missy, he knew now. He held himself against her back, casually stroking her body, lingering over her abdomen, knowing his child grew there. It felt good. Better than when he learned that Trish was pregnant. He could be with Missy, whereas Trish had been sent to group home after her pregnancy was discovered.

“John!” she scolded. “How can I cook with you fondling me?!”

“Yer sister’s home,” he informed, kissing her. “I wanna make her jealous!”

“You had better let me cook! I don’t want to burn your food!”

Molly watched John and Missy (both still naked) eat. She had made Missy breakfast herself and seen her eat it. Maybe she was just being kind, but her sister seemed surprisingly hungry.

She had noticed that her sister didn’t fill the bathroom garbage with her monthly waste. Maybe she was pregnant. She should make Missy take a test… Then, she’d make John marry her sister and make an honest woman out of her.

Almost for something to do, Molly went to use the bathroom. She brushed her hair, then grabbed the wrong drawer on accident. What…?

She saw a pregnancy test, clearly positive, sitting in her sister’s drawer. So the pills hadn’t worked… or John had tricked Missy. It was impossible to know for sure. He had made her sister pregnant and yet still wanted to mess around with other women! He was a predator! She was certain of that now. She would tell the sheriff all about him – show her the report she’d received… she’d get John fired.

But then, he’d not marry Missy at all and Molly would have to somehow support her pregnant sister and the eventual baby! Maybe he’d settle down when Missy had the baby.

It worried her that John had started questioning about the Blazer. This skeleton would remain in her closet for awhile longer, she had hoped. She had used her position to make sure the documentation appeared to line up when she bought her tags and then renewed it earlier this year. She felt guilty about the fraud, but she’d had no choice. It had been the only way she was able to escape Minnesota with her sister – and most of their belongings. Maybe she should have arranged for the vehicle to go back to Minnesota, but that was frightening too. If her mother’s boyfriend was still there, he might have raped her again.

She came out of the bathroom, almost running into John. She made sure her eyes didn’t stray far enough down to see what clothing should have been covering – except he still wasn’t wearing any!

“Ya could always share our bed tonight,” he invited.

“No thanks.”

“I won’t look fer info ‘bout da Blazer if ya did. If ya let me have ya, I will forget all ‘bout yer secret.”

She shook her head. “I’m supposed to stay with my friend tonight,” she lied. “I can’t let her down.”

“Yer loss,” he replied.

Molly shrugged and went to her room. She quickly packed her overnight bag. “Missy, I’m going out for the night,” she informed.

“Be safe,” Missy replied.

“You too.” Molly got into the stolen Blazer and called her friend, Karla. “Can I stay with you tonight?”

“Yer sister didn’t want ta play tonight,” John said as he returned to Missy, sitting next to her on the couch.

“I don’t want to share you, John. I want you all for myself!”

“My Missy is jealous?!” he grinned. “I like it!” He pushed her back onto the couch, eased her thighs apart and sank into her heavenly warmth.

As he settled into his lovemaking rhythm, his mind drifted. He imagined Molly beneath him, warm and yielding. He thought of Trish and how he’d made her pregnant three times now. He thought of dark Yolanda and wondered if he’d made his first black baby. There was that shoplifter too. The lonely woman at the fireworks… that mother driving late… that virgin daughter of that drunk… not to mention the drunk partyer. And Renee… oh yeah, he’d go back to Rowdies this week and see if he’d managed to get Renee to stop taking her pills. He’d have her anyway. She’d sit in his lap and stroke him with her hot, juicy pussy. Of course, there were the traffic stops he’d make this week – like that cheerleader – who had actually filed a report against him! The bitch!

He would find a few this week, he was certain… women who were desperate and would do anything to make him let them go… women who would submit to him, some of whom would conceive his babies! Oh yes!

He pushed harder and faster, feeling the need to explode as he slammed against Missy’s willing body. He loved that she was jealous!

But he’d also have Molly. He’d find out what her secret was. She would submit to him to keep him silent. He would have her frequently after that. Sibling-cousins! Wouldn’t that screw with genealogists in the future! Hah!

He groaned and felt his release overtake him, exploding his hot liquid into Missy’s pussy. He groaned again and lowered onto her, exhausted. He took her lips, tasting her mouth and tongue like the drug she was.

A minute later, he realized he’d fallen asleep for a moment. He thought about the many times he’d gazed at Molly, asleep in her bed, tempted to help himself to her gorgeous body, but knowing that he’d lose his job in the morning if he did. Soon he’d be able to get away with that. As soon as he knew the secret of the Blazer.

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Note: This short, erotic work is setting up the despicable character of John McNally of the Ash Creek Police Department - before he gets his karma... You'll get to read about that in Phantom Road - coming up very soon...

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John McNally

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Terrenden Erotica all takes place on the planet of Terrenden.
Swan Tales all take place on or near the fictitious Indian Reservation in Wyoming.
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