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The Hit Man, Ch. 1this story is part of the FanClub (fm:voyeurism, 3955 words) [1/3] show all parts

Author: christo324
Added: Dec 05 2002Views / Reads: 4842 / 4108 [85%]Part vote: 8.75 (4 votes)
An insanely jealous husband hires a professional to kill his sexy, wayward wife, but the hit man sees more than his client bargained for though his telescopic sight
 


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The young woman who wore the black thong bikini did not know that she was under close observation, that as she walked across the deck and to the chaise lounge her beautiful face was centered in the crosshairs of a powerful telescopic sight. She set down a white canvas bag and released the clasp that held the shiny black cups of her bikini top. Her firm, heavy breasts sprang free, and then the young woman slipped the flossy thong over her hips. She showed no embarrassment at her nudity, and her body was so extraordinary that her lack of modesty was perfectly understandable.

She drizzled lotion over her arms and legs, then slippery hands glided over her sculpted abdomen. She oiled her luscious breasts, paying careful attention to the pale nipples. She set the bottle down, spread her long legs, and lazily played with herself, running her fingers in and out of the soft folds of her clean-shaven vagina. When she had enough she put on sunglasses and lay back, totally at peace, ready to enjoy another morning of sun worship.

The hit man patiently moved the crosshairs over her glistening body, from her eyes to her lips, then down to her nipples, and then slowly, slowly, he adjusted his aim until the rifle was centered on her crotch. The hit man wore an earpiece, and he pressed the speed dial key on the stolen cell phone he wore on his hip. Five seconds later a nervous voice spoke in his ear. "Yes?"

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