Wish Box Ch. 10

The rest of the weekend was a total blur to me, but I at least remembered to put in the wishes, that no one would ever try to deliberately hurt me, and I had also managed to make arrangements with the hospital to give Mike the bouncer top notch care. It felt like the least thing I could do. Other than that, I stayed inside my apartment and dealt with the situation like I did with most problems. Thinking about it rationally, and avoiding more anxiety by indulging in online gaming. I figured the attacker had been after Mr. Salvio, and most likely he wouldn't be back unless Mr. Salvio was too, and that made me feel a bit less worried. Still, I could use some increased security and played with the idea of hiring a body guard.

When I woke up on Monday morning, I was still a bit of a wreck but also realized there was a lot for me to deal with and no more time to hide. First of all, I needed to get back in touch with Mr. Salvio and try to salvage the deal. I had already reached out to him explaining I had nothing to do with the attack but had not received any reply, or even a confirmation that they had seen my message. I was going to call his assistant Eva again as soon as I got to the office, but that would have to wait though because just when I dressed, I got a message from Sam in the reception that there was a Detective there to meet me. I told her I would meet him in the restaurant and then quickly went down to my usual breakfast table.

Sophia was just about to serve me coffee when the Detective arrived and to my surprise it was definitely not a "he". This was a tall woman with brown hair pulled back into a tight bun. My initial thought was that she had to be an amazon and I tried my best not to stare too obviously at her impressive frame as she walked up towards me. When she reached my table, she stretched out a hand to greet me and I quickly stood up and welcomed her.

"Morning Officer," I blurred out, just realizing my mistake.

"That's Detective, but please call me Davis," she said with a thin smile.

"Of course," I continued and felt my cheeks start to blush as I gestured for her to have a seat.

"Can I offer you some breakfast or a coffee?"

"Coffee's fine thank you," she said and reached into a side pocket of her tailored jacket and placed a small tape machine on the table.

"I hope you don't mind, this is all just a routine interview," she said and gestured towards the machine.

"Not at all," I said, "I'm just afraid I won't be of much help here at all."

She started the interview by letting me go over the events once more, and we only paused when Sophia came to serve her the coffee. I started to feel more comfortable as we went on, but in the end, I didn't have much to give her except my description of the guy attacking us. He had also been caught on our security tapes and I was happy to arrange a copy for her. Before she left though, I noticed a slight change in her posture as she seemed to gather her thoughts for a moment.

"What about the man you were meeting with, what can you tell me about him?

"Mr. Salvio," I said and paused, "he used to own this place."

"Witnesses claim the attack was aimed at him initially, is that your assessment as well?" she continued.

"I think so," I said, "but I can't be sure. Everything went so fast." I don't know why I hesitated. It was obvious the guy had been after Mr. Salvio.

"And what is your current relationship to Mr. Salvio?" she asked after another brief paus.

I was starting to wonder what she was getting at now, and I realized a year ago I would probably been a nervous wreck by now but instead I was getting more curious and wanted to know more what she was after.

"I'm really sorry Detective," I said and offered a quick smile, "but I hardly know the man. I bought this place through a real estate agency and never really met him before."

"So, the meeting was about the hotel?" she continued to pry.

"Not at all," I said, realizing I was now giving her far more details about my own business than I had intended, "we met to discuss a business proposition. I work at an IT company and we happened to have a perfect solution for his business."

She once more shifted in posture and started to look right at me with even more interest. I felt like she was onto something but as things were, I figured I should just stick to the simple truth and that would eventually get her off my back.

"You own this hotel, and work in IT?" she asked, and I first thought she sounded impressed but soon realized she was prying again. The last thing I needed now was the police investigating me.

"Yeah," I said with a slight sigh, "my dad's a stock broker and I have just followed his advice and stayed in school, and away from the parties. This place is looks to be quite the investment so far and I really hope you will find this guy so we can put this incident behind us. I'm also in a bit of a hurry for work. I have a boss, believe it or not." I ended my speech with a smile and it seemed to have worked because Davis reached to stop her recorder.

"I'm sorry," she said. "You've been a great help, if I could just ask you for one more favor."

"Yes," I asked.

"We have been trying to get in touch with this Mr. Salvio, but not had any luck so far. Do you have any way of reaching him?"

"I only got the contacts for his assistant," I replied as we stood up, "I can send them to you once I get to the office.

As we wrapped up the interview and Davis got ready to leave, Sophia came to clear our table and I just remembered I would be receiving a delivery of "arts" I had bought from a guy on eBay. I try not to judge myself, but if a nerd gets rich, he will start to collect rare sci-fi memorabilia.

"Oh Sophia," I said and got her attention, "I'll be getting a delivery here today but have to be at the office all day, can you make sure someone leaves it in my apartment?"

"Of course Sir," she said with a smile. Her cheeks turned slightly red though when I handed her three hundred-dollar bills from my pocket.

"This should cover it," I said with a smile and just now realized why Sophia was blushing. Did she think I was offering it to her? At least she accepted the money and quickly cleared the rest of our table before hurrying back to the kitchen.

"Did you just tip your waitress $300?" Davis asked with an almost suspicious look.

"No of course not," I managed to say after stumbling a bit on the words, "that's to pay for the delivery."

"Ah," she answered and stood up. She gave me another firm handshake before nodding and heading off.

This was weird I thought to myself. That detective seemed almost more curious about Mr. Salvio than the actual attacker. Maybe he is in some kind of trouble. But at the same time, I had done some serious research on his company and they seemed legit. This made me remember the deal I had to try to save. By now I would expect Stephanie would have told people at the office about the meeting so Becka probably already knew I was working on this, and I really did want to surprise and impress her. Once I got to the office things looked normal at first, until I started to notice the occasional glance and approving nods. I was too focused on getting in touch with Mr. Salvio again though to take any notice and to my big relief I did receive a reply just before lunch and it looked like the deal might be on after all. That's when Stephanie came by my desk with an embarrassed smile all over her face.

"Boss wants to talk to you," she said, still smiling and motioned with her head over towards Becka's office. I only replied with a nod and took a deep breath before I went over to Becka's office and knocked on the door. I can't describe how relived I was that I was back in touch with Mr. Salvio's people again so I didn't have to tell Becka I had blown it.

"Hey, come in and have a seat," Becka said, apparently just hanging up a phone call, "I hear you've made some impressive breakthroughs with that sleeper account."

"Yeah," I replied, trying my best to focus on the business and not the fact that Becka seemed to have missed a button on her blouse. Maybe it was just another type of blouse though, but it did show a little more cleavage than I had seen before and of course Becka seemed to catch me staring and cleared her throat. I snapped out of my thought and could feel my cheeks start to blush.

"I managed to get a meeting on last Friday," I continued and Becka seemed pleased I was back on track talking business.

"It looks like we have a solid case and I have been preparing our proposal all morning," I went on, and showed her their latest e-mail.

"This actually looks promising," she said and looked surprised for a moment before she really seemed to get excited about the deal.

"This is quite big," she continued, "so let's see if I can give you some pointers."

With that she moved around the desk with her chair and to my surprise came to sit right next to me. I went through my plan for the deal with her and she seemed very pleased with my work. We worked for almost two hours and I was amazed how I managed to stay focused with Becka sitting so close to me. Still, I did get a good look at her legs, a view that was stuck in my mind even as I made my way home later that afternoon. Even if her skirt wasn't exactly short it still ended a bit past her knees and the thought of those silky stocking clad legs wrapped around me was driving me nuts. Before the end of the day, I had sent in our offer to Mr. Salvio's assistant and setup a meeting at the end of the week to go over it. When I finally was on my way back home, the thoughts of Becka's legs were back. This, and the fact that it had been a while since I got laid, made me decide I would see if any of the girls at the hotel would be up for earning a bonus tonight.

I walked by the reception to see if Sam was there, but before I could ask her about any bonus business, she interrupted me.

"That police woman is back here looking for you," she said. She almost looked worried and I started to feel disappointed. I wanted to get laid tonight, not get caught up in any more police work. On the other hand, I would get another look at Detective Davis. It even crossed my mind that I could use the box to fuck her, but realized that wouldn't work until tomorrow. I met up with her by the restaurant, where she apparently had been waiting for quite some time.

"Back already?" I asked.

"Yes, I hope you don't mind but there is one more thing bothering me," she said, "Is there anywhere we can talk in private?"

"Yeah, we can talk in my office," I said, and we went up to my apartment. Unfortunately, Davis walked behind me up the stairs and I lost a perfect opportunity to check out her ass. Once inside I went into the living room and Davis followed along.

"I don't want to be rude," I said, "but it's been a long day and I was really looking forward to an early night."

"I'll cut right to it then," she replied and then paused for a moment.

"There is one thing bothering me," she started, "it's obvious that your business partner Mr. Salvio was the intended target, and equally obvious that the man is a ghost. We have tried and failed to get in touch with him, and as far as we know he might even be out of the country. Our only real lead to getting in touch with him is you."

"Yeah, but like I told you this morning, I've not been able to reach him again either." I decided not to tell her I was back in contact with his assistant since I didn't want to jeopardize the deal in any way.

"Maybe he went underground because he also knows someone is after him?" I continued, and Davis stood silent for a moment again.

"That may very well be the case," she said, "but the fact remains that if you were the last person in contact with him, chances are that the people looking for him will come back here again."

I now realized what she was talking about and immediately felt a chill up my spine. This was definitely not something I needed in my life. I had put in a wish every night, and should be safe from people deliberately hurting me, but at the same time I knew the box was hard to predict. Davis must have seen I was about to panic and gave me a comforting look.

"My superiors don't agree that we should get you a protective detail yet," she started but was interrupted by a loud noise coming from my front door. Everything went so fast, but somehow time also seemed to pass in slow motion. As I turned, I saw the same guy storm into my living room with a gun pointed straight at me. I just froze, unable to move a muscle. He came right at me screaming something but just as he looked ready to pull the trigger, I met his gaze, and his furious eyes slowly went almost blank and he just stared at me in total confusion. That's when I heard the two loud bangs of Davis's gun go off and the guy shuddered as the bullets hit him, and he looked even more confused as he fell to the floor in a pool of blood.

Before I could even react, Davis ran up to him and kicked his gun away and was then down on the floor applying pressure to his wounds. She was screaming something at me, and I finally managed to make sense of her words.

"Call an ambulance," she screamed.

I managed to reach for my phone and dialed 911, and what happened next was just another big blur. I sat motionless in my couch as the paramedics arrived and I was escorted down into the lobby by some police officers. Shortly after, the guy was rushed by on a stretcher and Davis followed closely after together with two other guys in suits. They had a serious conversation before one of them took off together with Davis.

The other one turned to me and wanted me to leave a statement of what had happened, but in my state of shock he decided I could come down to the station the next day instead. He then explained they would need to close down my apartment until the investigation was done, but fortunately they let me gather a few belongings first. I quickly made my way upstairs and got the box, some cash, and a few changes of clothes and put it in a bag. Of course, living at a hotel had its advantages so I had no issues finding a place to stay for the night. Once everything had settled, I went by the reception and met up with Sam and Sophia. Both looked worried as they got me a key to one of the available rooms. Sophia obviously noticed I was still shaken after what had happened and followed me upstairs and showed me to my temporary room. It was smaller than my apartment but still a nice suite with a double bed, a living room with a TV and a bar, and a large bathroom with a tub.

"Is there anything else," she asked, as I dropped my bag and sat down on the couch.

"No, I just need a shower and then some sleep," I said.

"I thought perhaps," she hesitated by the door now, "maybe it would help you relax, if I could get your mind on something else for a while?"

I turned to look at her now and realized what she was offering, and I have to admit she was right. My mind really did need something else to focus on.

"Or maybe I can go call Sam, if you prefer to be with her," she continued but here I cut her off.

"Why would I prefer Sam?"

"She's gorgeous, and since I know she has been getting a bonus I just thought," she said with a shy look.

"But you're here now," I said and looked right at her, "and if I'm to be honest I have always hoped I'd get to give you a bonus one day."

"You have?" she asked, still with a shy voice.

"Of course," I said, "never noticed how I try to catch a look down your blouse when you serve me breakfast?"

"Maybe," she answered and her cheeks started to turn a deep red. She still looked down on the floor and I started to realize I would have to take the lead here. I slowly stood up and walked in a small circle around her. She didn't move even as I closed in on her from behind and put my hands on her shoulders and then ran them down her arms. I could feel her almost tremble a little from my touch and I smiled to myself as I took in her sweet perfume and leaned in to whisper in her ear.

"So how do you want to earn your bonus?" I started, hoping I could tease her. I think it worked because I could feel her lean back into my embrace but she still hesitated.

"I just want to make you happy," she finally whispered back, "I'll do anything you want tonight."

Those are words any guy would die to hear from a beautiful girl, and even if I was still a bit troubled from before it now all vanished and I only had one thing on my mind. Some primal force took over and I just knew I had to fuck her. In my excitement my hands immediately went up to grab both of her breasts and my mouth pressed against her neck as I started to feel her up. I don't know what came over me but I started to squeeze her tits firmly, my hands digging into her blouse and bra, and I could hear her let out a soft moan. I held her like this for a good while, just enjoying the feeling of her soft body pressed up against mine.

"Mhmmm, oh Sir," she moaned as my hands continued to run all over her chest, down to her black skirt and then back up again to grab the front of her blouse. Without thinking I took a firm grip just over her chest and pulled hard and her blouse flew open. I must have ripped a few buttons but I didn't care, I just continued to pull down her bra and then let my hands fold over her naked breasts. They felt soft and heavy in my palms, nipples pointing straight out, and Sophia now made a louder noise and pressed herself harder towards me.

My hands continued to ravish her chest, both squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. I quickly realized Sophia was really getting into my rough treatment, something that was confirmed when I slid a hand down the front of her skirt and under her panties. She was already soaking wet and as my fingers started to explore her pussy she started to shiver in my arms and leaned her head back against my shoulder.

I was obviously horny too and not wasting any time I turned us around and pinned her facing up against the wall. From there I let one hand wander down to her ass while the other held her still by the back of her hair. She arched her back at my touch and my hand quickly pulled her skirt up her ass.

"Naughty girl," I exhaled at the sight of her black thong, "but we need these off If I'm to fuck you."

"Mhmm yes sir," she moaned in response and arched her back even more.

Still being in the moment and desperately needing to fuck, I wrapped my hand around the thin fabric covering her ass and pulled hard. She jerked a bit from the force and I pulled again and this time her panties flew off and I let them hang down her legs. She parted her legs as my hand went back to her now naked ass and my fingers started to push against her pussy. Two fingers slid easily inside her hole and she started to jerk her hips against my hand and I just couldn't wait any longer. I pulled her back into the room where I let go of her hair and pushed her down on her knees in the couch. She immediately leaned forward and arched her back up, exposing her wet clit and ass to me and I quickly pulled down my pants and boxers and guided my rock-hard cock towards her. Without a word I sunk it into her, pushing myself all the way in until I was pressed against her soft ass.

"Oh my God," she moaned as I started to fuck her from behind.

I started with long firm strokes, letting the full length of my cock slide inside her and then back out until only the tip touched her pussy. My hands where at her hips holding her still against the couch but as I gradually started to increase my pace, I also let my hands slide down and grab her soft ass. I had always admired her ass from afar, and now I had it completely exposed in front of me and I couldn't help myself from giving both her cheeks a series of firm slaps. Each time Sophia let out a whimpering moan, and soon I noticed that she was about to come.