(18+) Smooth Xscape (Complete)

Ch. 6: Salesmen

"Microwaves?!" we said simultaneously. Then I frowned.

"What in heaven's name are we gonna do with a truck load of microwaves, Jackson? You and your great plan... Oh, I forgot. You didn't have a plan! Now look where that brought us."

He gave me a warning look that silenced me.

"I think I might have an idea," he said, shut the doors closed, and started walking in the direction of the B&B.

"And...?" I asked, when he didn't continue. The only thing he did continue, was walking.

"Hey! Don't leave me here!" I yelled, trying to keep up with him, suddenly a little anxious of the darkness around us.

"Mr. Jackson?!"

Even though I felt less sore by now, I still didn't feel the urge to run. That was... Until I noticed something hairy coming out from a bush. Then I ran! And I ran so fast, that I almost made Mr. Jackson fall when I crashed into him.

"What the fuck?!"

"A MONSTER!!!" I screamed, and continued running into the darkness . But then I got scared again by the shadows of some trees, and hurried back to Mr. Jackson, who were laughing his ass off.

"Great God, Ms. Wetherby! You're more nervous than a Greyhound. It was just a raccoon. Relax!"

"Easy for you to say," I mumbled, feeling embarrassed as hell. But then I remembered what he'd said.

"What are we gonna do with those microwaves?"

"Sell them."

"But who wants to buy, what is it, like two hundred microwaves?!"

"No one."

"Brilliant..."

"We're gonna sell them one by one."

"Oh. Like door salesmen?"

"Exactly."

"So you'll charm the heck out of the women, and I'll seduce the men, into buying?"

I instantly regretted my choice of words, because instead of letting me enter the door to the B&B, he pushed me against the wall and slammed one hand on each side of me, nailing me with angry eyes.

"You are not seducing anybody else than me! Understood?!"

"Uhhh... I didn't mean it that way. I just..."

I coughed and bit my lip, and noticed his attention was drawn to my mouth for a second or two. Then he snapped out of it, and looked angry again.

"What did you say? Gail."

What did I say? Oh, yeah!

"I didn't mean it that way, Sir! I only thought it was a good strategy, to sell the most microwaves. Sir."

Then I pushed my chest forward and squeezed my breasts slightly together. And his reaction was exactly what I was hoping for. His eyes flickered a little and he licked his lips.

You're a genius, Gail! 1 - 0 to you for distraction skills.

He cleared his voice, and stepped away from me, straightening his leather jacket.

"That's actually not such a bad idea."

I didn't dare to say anything, in case I triggered him again. I just kept pushing my breasts together, and added fluttering eyelashes and pursed lips too.

"But right now, I have a better idea."

Oh? Why do I feel... Uh-uh... You took it too far, didn't you?