Tap Tap Superhero ... Episode Ten

The insides of Tony's nostrils were painted with the smell of crispy bacon.  He worked up an appetite going to war with Evelyn.  She set the table,  finished the over-easy eggs and toast and served breakfast.  It was just what the hungry doctor ordered.  No words were said, just a little smacking and grunting.

After dinner, they both sat and watched the local early evening news.  Tony mainly listened.  He had that strange un-explainable feeling again.  It was as if his brain turned up all of his senses at once.  This had happened twice in the past week, but only lasting a few minutes each time.  Right that moment he thought of grabbing the remote and changing the channel.  Just before he leaned forward, the television suddenly changed to the channel he had previously wanted.  He sensed Evelyn laying down next to him reading that new popular erotic novel by D. Marcus Webb, Sr.  So, it could not have been her that did that.  Perplexed, he thought of another channel.  And, once again the television changed.  Tony felt his heart almost beat out of his chest.  The excitement was almost more than he could bear.  

Experiment time.  He pondered, 'how could this power be harnessed and what more could it do?'  Evelyn, oblivious to what was going down at the time, didn't even look up.  Something told him to try something else.  He curiosity was near the boiling point.

'Let's see if this works on Evelyn', Tony wondered.

He turned down the volume on the television and heard Evelyn's breathing grown lower and steady.  She was sleep.  Removing the book from her hand, Tony stood up and sat across the room on the other couch. Tony closed his eyes and imagined himself between Evelyn's legs lighly blowing on her sex mound.  Envisioning his tongue parting her lips and lightly flicking her clitoris, he suddenly sensed her breathing become more labored and her heart racing.

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Messing around with Evelyn overshadowed the time, for Tony was running late.  He had exactly 30 minutes to shit, shower and shave and get to work.  In an instant Tony was walking out of her apartment smelling like a rose.  Taking his cane and heading to the stairs, he could smell the faint homeless odor of the hall encounter this morning. Running out of the apartment building was right on time.  Todd, his trusty guy Friday was waiting with the car. Tony didn't need to work but did anyway to obtain a sense of self-worth.

His parents naturally passed away years ago, within weeks of each other.  Being the Chief of Police, Tony's father was a self-made millionare and a pillar in the community.  Numerous other cities came to observe and even pattern themselves after Chief Anthony Lopez, Sr's policy administration on how to run Public Safety if a medium size city.  Even some large cities with encompassing metropolitan areas wanted a piece of his vision.  Crime had been at a all-time low during his tenure, that ended five years ago with his death.  Crime was on the rise again.

Many of Tony's friends have always tried to convince him to put his hat in the ring for Chief.  It had always been a pipe dream since his teen years.  Was now the right time?

"Mr. Tony, running late are we?"  Todd inquired. Todd was a small man in statue but had the look of an Italian Mafioso.  He was a tall as he was wide.  Dark hair and a pizza making moustache.  He and Tony reconnected two years ago just as his sight was taking a swing for the worse.  They were in the same medical building of Tony's ocular specialist when they ran into each other.  After catching up, they both determined a symbionic relationship would ensue.  Todd a driving job and Tony a driver.  Todd became almost like family, actually living in the house with Tony.

It was nice to get into a cool car.  Even though it was morning, the searing sun was already baking the city neighborhoods.  It was predicted another record-setting hot-as-shit summer.

Arriving at Police Headquarters, Tony was not ready to exit the car.  'Fuck, it was hot.' he painfully thought. "The heat always brings out the crazies.  Beat cops will have their hands full today. I'll be working late tonight.  So, just wait for my text. What do you have going on today Todd?"

"I'm headed to my mom's house to replace a leaky kitchen faucet and hopefully mow her grass before it gets too hot.  It's always nice to stop by and see mom.  She does ask about you all the time.  We need to both go by and visit one day."

"Maybe this weekend.  I'm off and Evelyn is working overtime, so I'll be free."

"Alright boss, have a great day and be safe." Todd said as Tony left the car.

Tony was dreading today, for it was Friday.  Meetings, meetings and more meetings.  And after meetings comes paperwork, paperwork and more paperwork.  What a vicious  circle.

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The commotion in the hallway startled Tony awake.  He could hear two distinct voices, one male and one female.  It was an argument of some sort.  It was starting to escalate.  By the sound of the man's voice, Tony could tell that he was about to hit the other party.  Jumping up and putting on his pants, he was able to do it in such a manner that he didn't even wake Evelyn.  Barefoot and shirtless, Tony ventured into the hallway, gently closing the apartment door behind him.  As he walked down the hall, he smelled Evenlyn's sex radiating from just below his nose. His moustache felt like it was a glazed as a doughnut.

As he rounded the corner, the shadow of a figure with his hand around the other figure's throat yelling at her.  The man's right hand was balled into a waiting fist.  Tony approached them cautiously.

"Excuse me," Tony started,  " I couldn't help but to overhear you two having a dispute."

"Get the fuck out of here man. Don't be an asshole. This doesn't concern you.  Take your fucking cane having ass back to your apartment."

'So,' Tony thought, 'he must have seen me before and already engraved a preconceived notion in his head.  This will be quite easy.'

"Could you please take your hand off the young lady's throat.  I think she is having a hard time breathing.  You seem to be squeezing a little tight"

Tony couldn't see the details, but by the cadence of the woman's breathing he figured she was scared as hell. The gentleman reeked of cheap vodka and being on shower strike the past few days.

Wait for it. Wait for it. And swoosh, the man threw a right cross across Tony's face.  Thinking he never saw it coming, the attacker was surprised when Tony leaned back just enough for the man's knuckles to lightly graze his sunglasses.  As he was turning around completing his awkward punch, Tony stepped into the man's space and quickly jabbed a strike to his adam's apple just enough to stun him to his knees.

Then something happened that would surprise anyone but Tony.  The woman dropped to her knees and hugged her aggressor and begged Tony, "Please don't hit him again."

As they both were on the floor, her sobbing and him gasping for air, Tony knew his job was done.  The attacker was redirected and all was temporarily fine.  Until the next time.  Her ass probably would be eventually grass when someone wasn't there to intervene.  Luck was on her side today.

Tony walked down the musty hall back to the apartment where found Evelyn was still sleep  He just provided a temp solution to a permanent problem. She was snoring slightly.  He gently spooned in behind her and pulled the blanket up to their necks.  Back off to sleep.

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Those thoughts of their first date ran through Evelyn's mind often.  Anytime she had a hard day at work or was just feeling sort of down, those memories of Tony always picked her up.  Her job at the insurance company claims division kept her mentally busy.  People were always bitching about their deductibles and what was and was not covered in a claim.  'They should take the time and read their policies,' she always thought.

Tony's job  was completely different.  With the economy in the tank and crime at an all time high,  Tony served the public as a Police Community Liaison.  He was the bridge between the victim of disasters or crimes and the police department.  Before he lost most of his sight Tony served as Lead Detective of Gangs and Organized Crime.  Being well respected in the Minneapolis Police Department, he was able to use his talents elsewhere.  The job was a perfect fit.  He sometimes wondered what happened to the people affected by some of his cases.  This was an opportunity to give back in a different way. Since he was the only employee in this division, he was extremely busy.

Getting back to the task at hand:  Evelyn was on the edge of the couch with Tony kneeling between her open legs.  His rough hands were now on the smooth skin of her butt cheeks under her robe.  He lightly blew a gust of air along the inside of her left knee, careful not to touch her skin with his lips.  As he headed slowly along the inside of her leg toward her sex, Evelyn found herself moaning to the anticipation of his acts.  The gentle stream of warm air brushed her hood that temporarily covered her clitoris.  Tony continued the movement of his human fan to the inside of her right knee.  He went back and forth what seemed to Evelyn an eternity.  He replaced the fan with his tongue.  Leaving a wet trail along the inside her leg.

On the visit to her clit, he paused and intentionally avoided it.  Trailing his tongue on the inside of her right leg.  He did this a few times until Evelyn got extremely impatient and trapped his head with her thighs.  His senses went dark.  Not being able to hear was almost like turning off his entire body.  Tony gently pried  her legs off his ears, gathered his faculties, stood up and proceeded to remove his clothes.  He heard Evelyn's breathing become more labored as he took off each piece.  Her scent of sex in the air and the sound of her excited breathing was enough for Tony's dick to almost completely drain his brain.

Tap Tap Superhero Epiosode Two

His super senses adored the double sex smell permeating the room.  Tony was about to take the mass amounts of sex in the air and split up all the make up.  He could differentiate Evelyn's perfume, his cologne and, among other things, her toothpaste.  '

Evelyn loved the way Tony always took his time with her.  It didn't matter if they were doing the horizontal mambo, having a conversation or eating dinner.  He made her feel as if she was the only thing that mattered in the room.  As she moved her butt in the air, Tony slid his hands down along her hips, under her housecoat grabbing the outside of the pantie line.  With one fell swoop, he removed her undies and threw them into the corner.  Instinctively scooted her butt down to the edge of the couch cushion.  Her body tensed as it waited for what was to come next.

Evelyn was fortunate to have him in her life.  They had met by chance only six months prior.  Coming out of the supermarket with both hands full of groceries and not paying attention, she literally ran him down just past the quarter horsey ride.

Tony's cane went one way and his glasses the other.  As he stood up and regained his composure, Evelyn was profusely apologetic.  "I am so sorry.  Please forgive me.  I really wasn't paying attention."

"That's ok.  I was having a pretty boring day so far, until this."  Tony propped his cane against the horse and proceeded to help Evelyn retrieve her mess on the floor.  He could sense the sudden quietness  and explained to her, "I have limited vision.  I can see some shapes and from what I saw earlier, you have a stunning one."

Evelyn felt her entire body flush and tingly.  That feeling had been absent for what seemed like an eternity.

Double Whammy....

Silence and no touching, what a double whammy,

I can only imagine what you may be thinking.

So often the two of us argue and fight,

You might miss quite a bit if you are blinking.

Suffer and molest the time between us peers,

Like a timepiece locked on the straws of might.

Schedule and location and make a plan,

Try ever so hard just to get it right.

Options are in and out of my head,

High stakes narrow my choices abound.

Up the patience stakes all around the bedroom,

Dreaming of the tears of the clown.

Close I may and move along,

Money pressure send signals of stress.

Speaking in tongues by the avenue,

Get the broom, I've got one big damn mess.

Too Late For Cleo

It's three a.m. and Cleo is whining.  Is she asleep or pretending?  Who will get up and let the dog out?  I lay awake listening to the fan oscillate and the drawstring of the blind dance.  The cat and mouse dance mesmerizes me until the shrill of that damn dog interrupts my trance.  

Up I go slowly venturing downstairs.  Every step I take the sounds of my cracking bones in my feet and legs grow fainter.  Naturally oiling up, what a concept.  

"Outside Cleo",  I say as I open the back door.  She bolts out like an animal on fire trying to get to water.  I close the door behind her, stand there rubbing my almost 24 hour stubble growth on my face.  'Just a few more hours and I'll be up',  I thought.  'Not entirely fair, but I always tell my kids, life is not always fair.'  

As I reach around to scratch my itching butt,  I sense another presence in the room.  Out of the corner of my eye is the silhouette of Brenda,  completely naked.  Mine for the taking.  

As she gets on her knees and pulls my pajama pants drawstring, I hear Cleo scratching on the door, wanting in.  Not my concern, for my eyes are already rolling in the back on my head.  Too late....... too late for Cleo.