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It happened while I was at the bank a few years ago. Hi, I'm Billy Wilder. My friends call me “wild man”, but really I'm not all that wild. Okay maybe so-so wild. Anyway, the story I'm about to share with you is true. (or is it?) I'm not just some overweight slob making this up while sitting in his underwear in front of his computer in some basement in central Canada, ha ha. No, I am the real deal. Here's what happened...

It was my day off, and I was going to meet a few of my buddies at a local patio bar and then we were all going to head on out to the beach to scope out the bikinis. Of course, my one day off is Thursday, so there wouldn't be as many babes there as say, on a weekend when all the normal people have their days off. But at least most of my buddies were unemployed that summer and thus ready to go have fun on a moment's notice. Fuckin' A.

I had to stop at the bank first. I needed some cash for gas and a few beers, maybe a burger at the beach, or three or four since none of those guys would have much loot. They never did. Anyway, I had to park my jeep a block over on a side street because both sides of the street in front of the bank were lined with cars, it being a weekday and all. I hoofed it over to the stop light, crossed, and was heading down the sidewalk towards the entrance when I heard the bank's alarm go off. That was when my day took on a whole different look, and my life would be changed forever.

A few paces later the doors to the bank flew open and a guy came running out, carrying a big canvas bag and waving a gun. I was too blown away to move and was frozen in place, and then a guard stepped out and took a shot at the guy. The robber, now in the middle of the street, turned around and shot back at the guard just as the guard shot again. They both went down and stayed down. As it turned out, the news in later days would report that both were dead instantly.

Now here's where it got really crazy. Without thinking I ran over to the guy in the street, and at the same time this girl (seemingly out of nowhere) did the same from the opposite side. She and I both knelt by the guy, knew right away he was toast, then we both looked up at each other, then at the sack of money (and boy was there a LOT of money), then back at each other. A second later we both made the move that would change our lives forever.... we both grabbed hold of the money sack simultaneously and took off running, side by side.

The people in the bank were still inside and couldn't see us. Understandable, as they would have been pretty freaked over the shots being fired, and still in hiding. As for the street traffic, as luck would have it at that moment there was a red light a block away, and it was a one-way street we were on. No one else but myself and the girl were walking nearby... so I'm assuming to this day that no one saw us, at least not clearly enough to identify us.

We ran down a side street for a block, then across another avenue, headed that way for a bit, then into a back lane. Half a block later she said breathlessly “This way” and we cut through the courtyard of an apartment building and across another street into a park. It was there that we slowed down some and I got a better look at her. She was maybe five-foot-six, a good five or six inches shorter than me, with longish and rather wispy blond hair, wearing a small white t-shirt that had “Bit me” written across her bouncing tits (which looked nice I might add), a slim waist and, as I would soon come to get a better view of, she had a great ass.

But I could only peripherally ogle her, because we were still on the run and headed for several residential streets with lots of houses. Again, after entering another back lane she eventually said “In here” between gulps of air, and led me through a gate and into someone's back yard. We ran around the garage and between some bushes at the side of the house where we both flopped down, exhausted. The bag of money lay between us.

After a few moments of catching our breath I looked over at her and said “I'm Billy.” She looked me up and down and said “Please to meet you Billy, I'm Crystal.”

I nodded to the bag and said “You... wanna look?”

She took another few gasping breaths and then said “Be my guest.”

I leaned over and pulled the heavy laces open on the bag and looked in. There was literally a serious shitload of money inside. I began to reach in but she grabbed me by the wrist and said “Are you crazy? They usually put exploding dye packs in with that stuff, let me check it first.”

“Okay” I said lamely. I really didn't know about this stuff. I'd never robbed a bank before.

She took the bag from me and carefully inspected it. Then she dumped all the money out on the ground and carefully inspected each stack, putting it back into the bag after doing so. After about ten minutes of this she held up three of the stacks and said “Billy, we got around eighty thousand bucks in the bag, all of it non-sequential. But these three are marked and rigged.” Those she buried in a nearby flower bed.

“How do you know all this shit?” I asked.

She replied “I used to work in a bank. Duh.”

“Lucky me” I said, then added “So... what now, partner?”

She cracked the first smile I'd seen on her face so far and said “Well, I don't think the people in this house are home. No car in the garage, it's a hot day but their pool is covered. Wanna chance it?”

“What do you mean?” I said, I really wasn't cluing in on things, mostly because my mind was whirling like a mile a second with “what if's” and such. I was in way over my head here.

“Taking a dip dummy. What the hell else could I mean?”

And with that she doffed her shirt and jean shorts and headed, in bra and panties only, towards the pool. My eyes locked on the freaky lower back tat she had just above her perfect little ass. It looked like the symbol off of an old Pontiac Firebird, only shorter and wider and... 'cooler'. It only added to her hotness.

Sure enough the power was off, so I had to crank the pool cover back by hand. She jumped in when it was half uncovered, and when I had it done I joined her after doffing my shirt. We were both all sweaty anyway, and the money was hidden in the bushes. All things indicated we were safe, for the moment.

The house was nice for a middle class neighborhood, and the back yard was quite hidden from view of the other houses by trees and a high fence. The water felt cool and great after that crazy run in the heat and all. We splashed around for a good twenty minutes in that pool, even took a few dives off the board each. I got a really good look at her once her undies got wet, and let me tell you she was built. I couldn't think of a thing wrong with her body that I'd have changed in fact. Hey, I'm a guy, I couldn't help noticing!

Apparently Crystal had been checking me out as well, because at some point she got out and went over near the house and unfolded a deck chair to dry off in the sun on. I got out a minute later and came over to join her on the one I was going to put next to her, but before I could reach it she stopped me. She waved me over to her and extended her hand. I took it, and she pulled me down to her, laying there on that lounger with the sun in her light blue eyes, her blond hair just shining in the sun at me. I could see right through her white lacy bra, and her nipples were perfect I tell you. Perfect.

I sat next to her, and she pulled me down closer saying “c'mere”... and I did. Our lips met and I kissed her for all I was worth. Wouldn't you? I don't know anyone who wouldn't. Anyway in a few short seconds our hands were all over each other, and before I knew it we had tugged each other's undies off and she had her hand wrapped around my hardon, massaging it up and down while we kissed. I began feeling her tits and then her pussy, and as I ran my hand down her body her legs parted for me willingly, with eagerness. This chick wanted me, and me of course being a typical red-blooded guy with a hot naked blond rubbing his cock, I wanted her too.

After a while she pushed me back to the sitting position and she leaned forward and took my man stack into her mouth, and to my complete amazement took it nearly all the way down. I mean like holy shit, there I was heading to the bank and the beach a while ago, and an hour later I'm having pornstar sex by some stranger's pool when they're away on vacation. What a freaking HOOT!

I kept busy while she was slurping my rod, and by the way, my god did her face look hot with her nice full lips wrapped around my pole like that. But I digress... As I said, I kept busy, feeling her silken pussy, opening her up, sliding a finger or two into her, feeling her tits with my other hand, until finally I got up, pulled her down in the chair a bit lower, and climbed over her so we could sixty-nine for a while. I had to taste that sun-dried pool pussy. Had to. Her blond pubes were so fine that she was nearly hairless around her snatch, no sign that it'd been shaved at all.

My tongue led the attack, and I started by licking her inner thighs on both sides of her puss. She squirmed and let out that moan that only a woman with a hard cock in her throat makes. I thought fuck I hope this lounge chair doesn't break or we'll both end up with teeth embedded in our junk, but I pressed on, probing further into her, sucking her pussy lips, reaching around her thighs and parting them as I licked the pinkness within. It was indescribable goodness I tell you, so sweet and salty with a hint of chlorine and of course her own unique musk... I was in heaven. I could tell she was too, because what I was doing was causing her to squirm and moan so much it eventually became evident she was coming. Her legs wrapped around my head and I could feel one of her hands at the back of my neck, and she thrust her pussy onto my mouth again and again. Oh yeah, she took a trip around the moon for sure. Maybe twice.

When she relaxed just a bit, just enough for me to make the move, I got up, burned a quick one-eighty, and came back down on her, entering her in one easy movement. My cock was about as rock hard as it's ever been, ever, and I bullseye'd her like an expert cocksman. She wrapped her arms and legs around me as I slapped into her again and again. I could feel the hotness of the sun on my back, and the hot slipperiness of her skin all over me as we began to sweat together in the heat. What a body she had, I can't stress that enough. It was like fucking one of those Baywatch babes back when they were twenty.

I pounded her and pounded her as she writhed beneath me meeting my thrusts perfectly. The thought of her naked pussy gripping my naked shaft, the feel of her tightness as I slammed deep into her, the slippery press of her firm perfect tits, and the look on her beautiful face... all combined to push me over the edge. I eventually lost it and the world went haywire for a few seconds as I came deep in her. I had no way of knowing of course, but I imagined I had sprayed a good half a cup of my hot goop into her.

We stayed like that for a few incredible moments. Two tanned bodies, locked together naked on a chaise lounge beside a pool inside the yard of a house owned by people we didn't know right after having robbed a fucking bank. Unreal. And all the while I could feel myself throbbing in her, and her cunt muscles flexing around me. Neither of us wanted to move, but the heat itself eventually made the decision for us. We managed to separate, then we both got up and dove back in the pool, this time naked. Then the thought of the money and what we'd done came back into focus. What were we going to do with it? Could we really pull this off and keep it? And... was I ever going to tap that gorgeous ass of hers again? Fuck I wanted her again already!

After a nice naked dip I came out first, found a shady spot on the grass, and laid down. She eventually came over, straddled me, and took a seat. After a minute or so of playful wiggling and grinding, with her laughing and sending little smiles and giggles down at me, I started getting hard again. In another instant she reached down between her legs and put me back inside her, and sat down taking the length of my rod all the way into her. I grabbed her by her tiny waist and began impaling her on my cock, helping her up and then pulling her down, again and again. She leaned forward, putting her hands on my chest to steady herself, and began riding harder and harder, up-down, up-down, her incredibly firm tits bouncing in time. Some type of insect buzzed past my ear but I didn't care, I was balls-deep in the hottest babe I'd ever seen.

We made wet slapping skin sounds along with heavy breathing and low moans as we bucked together, until I again felt that feeling of flying off into space, maybe over a really REALLY high cliff or something, and eventually heard myself saying out loud “I'm coming!” to which she replied “Oh yeah baby I'm coming too....now.. come with me, NOW! AHH, AHHH” and we came, she all over my dick, and me all over her insides. What a rush.

After that she sort of fell onto me and we lay there panting, helpless. She nuzzled her head in the crook of my arm, and we share a few light kisses. We fell asleep like that, or at least I did. When I awoke she was gone, along with her clothes and the money. Fucking hell... no way could I be that stupid... could I? Yes, I definitely could. At least, and I say “least” with as much dry amusement as possible... at least she left me my clothes. It would be a long, sad, stupid walk back to my vehicle, and the guys were fucking never going to believe me when I tell them this. Never.

Then, as I was pulling on my shorts, I discovered the next bit of wonderful news... she had taken the keys to my Jeep. And it wouldn't be hard for a slick chick like her to figure out where I parked, and which one the Jeep was. FUCK! I pulled my shoes and shirt on and headed towards the back gate where we had come in.

“Hey you! What the fuck do you think you're doing in there?!” came booming from somewhere over the fence at the far end of the yard and I somehow knew my day was about to get even shittier. I heard other voices join in, saying “Is some fucker in Ned's pool?” and “Let's fuck 'im up” cam yet another redneck-sounding voice... after which I ran. Oh fuck did I run. Out the gate I headed and back down the lane, across the street and into the park. I had to at least get back to the street my Jeep was on to see if by some miracle it was still there. If they were still with me by then they could kick the shit out of me.

I could hear two, maybe three guys behind me running. The closest one was sputtering things like “you fucking piece of shit”, “fucking punk!” and such. I risked a glance back and sure enough, it was three guys, all pretty big too. I would have to rely on my youth and speed to save me, it was my only hope. When I reached the far side of the park I decided to take a left and head a few streets over before heading up towards the street that the bank was on. But one of the three was faster than the others and was going to catch me before then, I could tell by the sound of his footsteps just ten yards behind me or so. This one was in shape.

I rounded a corner and heard his voice, closer than I'd thought he was, saying “You're dead, fucker” when suddenly I heard screeching tires followed by a girl's voice yelling “Get IN!”.... it was her, in MY Jeep no less. I ran, then dove, and crashed into the passenger seat headlong as she gunned it and peeled away. I righted myself and took a look back, seeing three very pissed off pecker heads in the distance. WHOOHOO! I gave them the finger straight up, high and hard.

“Who the hell were those guys?” she asked as she turned another corner and then slowed down to a more normal speed.

“The neighbors I guess.” then I looked her way and asked “Uh, what's the deal, how come you took off?”

“I figured if they were looking for us they'd be looking for two people, not one. Sorry I freaked you out wild man, ha ha.”

“How'd you know about...”

“It says it on your key chain, doof.” An acceptable answer I thought.

We decided to drive to the beach, and meet up with my friends. They'd have gone there without me by now, thinking I got held up by some hot blond no doubt. I remember thinking boy are they ever gonna go batshit when I introduce em to this chick. And I was right. Crystal said she'd already locked the money in the trunk, so we left the Jeep in the parking lot and walked down. The guys were there in our usual spot behind the big dune just this side of the point. They'd rounded up several chicks I noticed, but when everyone saw us they freaked. I knew Crystal's looks would strike them light lightning, but if they only knew what else had happened that day. She and I had agreed not to say anything about the money though, but damn it was hard keeping quiet.

My best buddy Jimbo approached with everyone following behind, and I introduced her to them. He took one look at her and then told me he understood why I didn't show up at the bar. Then on the way over to our spot he blew me away by saying “Hey, did you guys hear? Someone robbed that bank you deal with bro, and the fucker got shot dead. We heard it on the news on the way over here.”

My other buddy Ronster (the monster) chimed in with “And the guard that shot the guy got blown away too.”

I had to ask “Any mention of the money?” whereupon Crystal gave me a little private elbow to the ribs as a “shut the fuck up dude” warning.

Jimbo looked puzzled and said “Yeah, they said the dude got shot, but the money is still missing.”

Ronster added “Yeah, they think he must have had an accomplice to fucked off with it.” I nodded, and it occurred to me that they then really had no clue as to who might have taken it.

We spent the rest of the day partying on the beach. After a little surfing done mostly to show off to Crystal, I came back in and bought us all lunch at the burger shack. Later we sat around a fire with everyone. She gathered a lot of intel about me from my friends, mostly embarrassing shit, and more than a few laughs were shared at my expense which I didn't really mind. After all, I'd just won the lottery, and I don't mean just the money. The only thing that bothered me was that I really didn't know much about her, so I attempted to remedy that.

The calling of the waves on the shore got the better of me, and I invited her to take a walk. She held my hand while we strode on the wet sand near the water in our bare feet. Once we made it as far as the pier, once underneath it she turned to me and kissed me deeply. I could only take that for so long before turning her and bending her over, lowering her shorts and sliding my meat into her once again. It was dark, but there was just enough light from the moon and from a big neon sign further up a ways from the beach that I could see my cock disappearing into her tight pussy, and that gorgeous ass of hers slamming into my hips. She wiggled her hips as I shot another hot load into her depths. I remember wondering if I was living in a dream.

We pulled the shorts back up and continued our romantic walk, and after a while I asked her “So, what the hell did we do?... 'The fuck happened today?” and added a little chuckle for emphasis.

“Hell if I know” she replied, then said “I just saw an opportunity and I took it. Same as you, right?”

“I guess so, yeah. I saw an opportunity... and I TOOK it. Sounds about right. Things just seemed to take on a life of their own, like I was riding a wave and was just along for the ride, you know?” and looked at her for a reaction.

“You surfer guys, everything always comes back to the chop, doesn't it?” and she laughed the sweetest laugh I'd ever heard.

“Pretty much, yeah.” and after another moment of thoughtfulness asked “But, when did you decide you wanted to... you know... DO, what we did. I mean after grabbing the money.”

“I don't know, that just kind of happened too. Does it really matter?”

“No, guess not. But one more question, okay?”

“Uggh... okay, if you must.” said with a smile.

“Well...what now? I mean... where do we go from here? And I'm not just talking about the money.”

Crystal looked sidelong at me, only a trace of the smile now on her face. Looking more thoughtful than before, she glanced away into the night, then back, and carefully replied “I'm not sure Billy-boy. If you really want to know, truth is I'm pretty freaked out that I did that too, I mean taking the money. It's not like I'm in the driver's seat here masterminding the whole thing, ha ha. I'm just going with the flow as much as you are.”

After another moment of only the sound of the now tiny waves lapping the shore, she added “As for you and I, well... I don't know that either, but... so far so good.”

That comment sent a little shiver through me, but a good one. It was the first indication she'd given me that this might be more than just a one-day adventure-fling-deal. I found that the more time I spent with her the more intrigued I became with her, and the more enamored.

It occurred to me to ask more questions, about her boyfriend status, or if she wanted to keep seeing me, where she lived, should we take the money and run away together etc etc. But something in her demeanor just, I don't know, put me at ease I guess. Those answers could wait 'til later. Right now all I wanted to do was walk this beach, hold her hand, and watch the wind play with her hair in the moonlight. And later, yes maybe a little later, get naked with her on a blanket and tap that fine ass all over again.

End.

~ CD '09.