Chapter 15

As I walked into our apartment, I held up my takeout bag and gave it a little shake for emphasis as my lips lifted to a grandiose smile.

Rogue took notice from his seat on the sofa."Ah, my girl warrior has returned with yet another feast for her spouse."

"Sorry, but it's not steak today."Once I placed the bag on the dining table, I carefully extracted the plastic container filled with petit fours, compliments of Arianna."This time it's dessert."

Jumping up, he came over to join me.The moment he spied one of the chocolate cakes, Rogue grabbed one and popped it into his mouth.I knew enough to wait a few seconds while he savored and digested his marvelous treat.Then when finished, Rogue gave me a satisfied grin."You sure have been dallying with the right people lately.Keep up the excellent work, darling, and keep those goodies coming."

I crinkled my brow."Unfortunately, it took a murder to get me upstairs among the beautiful people.By when this case is finished, I'll be back on the ground with the rest of you slobs.So, enjoy these little dividends while you can."

Resisting temptation, Rogue backed away from the table."How is your case going anyway?"

"So, far, it's going no where fast."I surprised my frustration with a small sigh and then reached down into the bag."These might to your liking, if I can figure out how to operate them."I pulled out three bedroom companions, one that appeared to be a small plastic wand with little feathers sprouting from the top, and another that looked like some kind of blue latex tube within a clear plastic outer tube.The last device I could identity as a long, thick dildo in a flesh hue.I assumed the charger at the base--shaped like a scrotum no less--made the shaft quiver when activated.

Rogue let out a hearty laugh and picked up the plastic tube device."And where did you get this?"

"From the murdered man's night stand.The cop on the case took these things for evidence, which proved an exercise in futility."I held up the dildo for emphasis. "Now, this handy dandy little device certainly didn't kill Gavin McAllister."

Rogue broke in with a chuckle."Yeah, who ever heard of being dicked to death."

I had to laugh too."Anyway, I offered to return these babies to his companion but she didn't want them.So, she suggested that I take them home." I tried a clever look and pointed the rubber penis at Rogue. "I bet you know how to operate these things."

"Oh, sure."Finding a button on the tubular unit, he turned on the machine, and for several seconds we watched the inner suction tube slurp up and down.As I continued to stare at it with an idle fascination, it finally dawned on me what the device was used for and by whom.

"A jack-off machine," Rogue confirmed."Beats a hand job every time."

"And so what's this?"I traded the dildo for the little wand with its feathers, the pink plastic of the handle embedded with gold glitter.For a moment I wondered if Gavin McAllister had used this baby on Arianna or if she used it when alone in bed, although she hadn't claimed the device as hers.

"That's a French tickler," Rogue revealed, "or what you gals liked to call it a vibrator.See that rotary gizmo at the top?It stimulates certain female parts while the feathers add an extra touch."

"That's always good to know."I couldn't help the smirk that plied my face.Ever the gentleman, Rogue refrained from using crude synonyms when it came to women's anatomical parts, and men's too for that matter.

Last but not least, he picked up the dildo and held it by "the balls" as he gave it a shrewd perusal.The smooth shaft ran at least seven or eight inches in length from base to lipped tip, and seemed about two inches thick.Rogue's frown spoke volumes.Men hate to compare their assets, even against a dummy dick; and when intimated or their manhood is threatened they'll always opt to bad mouth the competition.

"I hope," Rogue advised, his expression still on the distasteful side, "you won't find this more exciting than what I have to offer."

"Never!" I chuckled."I prefer the real thing to a machine any day, even if this one does look almost real."

Now he smiled."Sorry, but it doesn't give you that little extra oomph at the end."

"Oh yeah?"

His smile stretched to a salacious grin."Oh, yeah.But look here--" He slapped the dildo down next to the vibrator."You have two helpers and I only have this suction cup thing which I will never use."

Deciding I had enough of playtime, I gathered up the toys and put them back in the sack."I say we stick to the tried and true, if that's all right with you."

"I won't complain."Rogue grabbed another little cake, but instead of taking a bite he placed the little square in the palm of his hand."Of course if we want to get a bit kinky we can always smear these little babies all over our bodies and lick off the crumbs."

Besides the chocolate icing, the white-cake squares offered a layer of fruit filling in raspberry and lemon flavors.Arianna, it seemed, spared no expense when entertaining her friends, and I had to wonder if she thought about the dessert's double usage as well, providing both gastronomical delight and sexual arousal.

Suddenly Rogue smashed the top of the cake against my mouth and then quickly moved in for the kill.The chocolate provided a nice lubricant between our lips, eventually to coat our tongues and stimulate our taste buds as we delved deeper into the kiss.When he drew me into his arms, he apparently forgot that he still held the rest of the cake and ultimately mushed it against my backside, or more precisely against the silk-blend blouse I had donned for my visit to the upper echelons.The damn thing had cost me almost six hundred bucks and only came out for special occasions.Oh, well.I suppose this counted as a special occasion.Rogue's pleasurable and exciting ministrations far outweighed the damage and a trip to the dry cleaners.Besides, what the hell!We only live once, and I could actually look forward to being shagged twice in one week, two nights in a row!That double whammy plus the bonuses of steak and dessert boosted my joy factor to its lofty apex, something I hoped would last the rest of the year.

And so, when Rogue ripped away the buttons of my blouse and smeared cake between my breasts, I let him have his way.