The Laws Of Lust

Chapter Three- A Night With Another Woman

"Goodnight James…" Poppy's tired voice spoke as her eyes were already closed by the time he responded. A smile rested across her lips as she faded into a quick slumber which was more than could be said for her sleeping companion. As he attempted to find comfort in his pillow made from his jacket, he couldn't help but feel guilty for being beside another woman. Even if his goal was to simply help a woman who was frightened, he knew lying beside someone who was not his wife had made him just as guilty as if they had run off together for a quick romp in the sack. 

And yet, he could not rise up to leave as he knew looking to her would only cause him to remain anyway. So instead, he laid upon the floor of his father's office and looked to the ceiling in hope of closing his eyes for a few hours. 

He would only be given a few minutes by the time he actually found sleep as he was awoken by Poppy's voice. Her tone seemed frightened as she was now on the floor beside him, her knees flat on the floor and her hands pressed gently on his chest. "

"I'm sorry, James…"

"What is it? What's wrong?" He questioned in quick succession as she carried her hand to his cheek. 

"I tried to keep myself away...but I don't want to…" while speaking this truth, she descended her second hand to his chest and continued to move lower. 

"Please Poppy…"

"Yes….Please. Poppy." Her mouth had now taken his ear between her teeth, grinding gently on his skin. His fingers dug into the wood floor beneath his hands while she used her waist to rock back and forth above his own. 

"Please...don't…" With these words leaving his mouth in a whisper, she pulled back from his ear for a moment before revealing to him that she was in lingerie-the same lingerie from the night they met. Throwing away his morals for a moment, he withdrew one hand from holding himself up and brought it to her face, allowing it to cascade down her frame. 

"Mmmm…" Poppy moaned, his touch feeling like hot embers upon her cold skin. 

Before this moan, he could have pulled away without a second thought. But this bold woman was far too much for him to bear. He took his touch from her waist and used it to pull her against his hard member,  a gasp leaving her lips in surprise.

"I think you need this just as much as I do…" she spoke while moving her touch to his belt. The sound of the buckle had awoken him from this steamy dream, forcing him to notice Poppy moving about the office; having knocked against a filing cabinet that echoed into his dream. 

"Are you okay?" He asked quickly as she nodded. 

"I was...restless…" she admitted. "I feel like someone is watching me." He rose from the floor, realizing he had gained an erection from his dream-and quickly hiding himself upon the couch behind crossed legs. Her brows rose with impression but remained modest as to not embarrass James. 

"Sorry…" he apologized as she gave a kind smile before moving closer to him. He could see the mischievous look upon her face as if she would offer to help his current condition. His eyes flashed to an erotic moment be could share with her upon the couch; her thin frame straddling him, his hands wrapped deeply within her hair, a mixed expression of moans and groans having left both of their lips. 

"James?" His eyes lifted back up to her, realizing he had fallen into his daydream far too much-not assisting a decline in his erection. "I think someone is here." Quickly, James rose from the couch and looked to the window just offset off of the couch and saw his father arriving within the office. Tearing his feet from beneath him, he managed to hide Poppy behind a curtain at the very moment his father entered the office. 

"Father…"

"Son…" his father gave his son a quizzical look upon being greeted in such a way. When seeing the makeshift beds nearby and the barefoot woman's toes peeking from beneath the curtain, he understood his son's behavior. "I suggest you get home to Alice...she has been calling your mother all morning." James let out a sigh before looking towards Poppy. He knew he could not leave her alone with his father for the fact of being revealed. And so, he asked his father to join him for breakfast. Tickled by his son's attempt, he agreed, and left the woman to escape behind them. 

Across from his father, all James could think of had been the dream he conjured while lying beside Poppy. He could not help but desire her, he was at a loss for her attention, and even as they spoke of his wife, James was thinking of the other woman. 

"You need to be careful, my boy...men have desires and those can get him into trouble…" his father warned him, acknowledging his son's fantastical affair that he hadn't even acted on. Embarrassed, all James could do was nod as he made his way outside and back towards the home he shared with Alice. However, on his way, he came upon a building he recalled as being Poppy's place of work. 

Taking it upon himself, he ventured to the back entrance and noted the scene she spoke of the night before had indeed transported. Blood stained the floor where she had implied. But also in this location had been several cigarette butts, ones of wealthy import that would be used as a grand piece of evidence at a later time. For now, they had informed James that the back of the establishment was rather active with chainsmokers; both cigarette and cigars. 

"F*****g b***h!" A loud voice called as James hid behind a nearby dumpster before watching Poppy pulled from the building by a short yet intimidating man who outweighed James in pure muscle. "You think you can skim me and still take your cut?!"

"Of course not-" a hand met her face from this man's forceful slap. 

"And now you have the gall to lie to me...you know girls like you come a dime a dozen and would kill to work this gig.. you need to think long and hard the next time you do not think you need to be here when scheduled...we had important clients that wanted you by name…"

"I'm sorry, Ross."

"Do it again and you will be." Ross forced her onto the nearby wall with a forceful shove before leaving her at the scene of her friend's crime. At the moment she was allowed isolation, James made himself known as she looked to him with embarrassment. 

"Are you okay?" He asked with wide eyes filled with rage; both against Ross for having harmed her and at himself for remaining as a witness without putting a stop to it. 

She nodded. "Considering what some of the girls go through, I am lucky."

James went to console her by bringing his hand to her face before quickly stopping himself as he caught sight of the ring on his left hand. Withdrawing it back to his side, he looked to Poppy with regret. 

"Did you come here looking for me?" Although he had happened upon her place of work by accident, he had ventured in hope of seeing her. But could not tell her this. 

"No...I was passing by on my way home…" she nodded as the dry nature of their conversation protected the want they had for each other. "Alice has been worried about me…"

"Alice...she is your wife?" Poppy asked although she already knew the answer to this question quite well. As Alice had envied Poppy for her ability to be bold and s****l without a second thought, Poppy was jealous of her for having James. 

James nodded with sorrow, as if having regretted the fact he was married. "Do you need me to drive you home?" Poppy offered as he went to accept-desperate to spend as much time with her as he could, before pausing when remembering it would be inappropriate. 

"No thanks...it's not far…" they both gave awkward smiles before James turned to leave. 

"Do you think you could help me find her?" Her voice caused him to turn and look at her with excitement hidden beneath a slightly agape mouth and wide eyes. 

"What do you mean?" 

"She hasn't been reported missing by Ross or anyone else...and...she left this…" Poppy pulled up a gold necklace with a single rose hanging from the front clasp. "I think it was from her married mister…"

"I don't know what I could do…" Poppy nodded in understanding. 

As James made his way from the alleyway behind the strip club, a dark van suddenly made its way in front of him, blocking his path. As he attempted to move around it, the side came open and a large man of unknown strength pulled him inside-Poppy calling out his name before he disappeared within the interior of the vehicle.