The Chloro Club

By Boomer

They had selected the woman very carefully, making sure she lived alone in an accessible location. She was also very attractive. “Hurry Gary, we want to be all set when she arrives.” Bernie insisted, and then raced inside as soon as his companion opened the door. “Just in time, there's her car.”

Margot parked her Porsche in the driveway, lifted the bag of groceries, and carried it up the porch to the front door. “Oh, where is that key?” She always had trouble selecting the house key from the several keys on the ring. She pushed the door open, nearly dropping the bag, as she tried to pull the key back out of the lock. “Why do I always have such trouble getting inside the house?”

“Get ready.” Bernie alerted Gary as he turned on the camera, and began photographing the woman entering the hallway. He followed her into the dining room, where she placed the grocery bag on the table. He saw the very attractive lady remove her high heels, and then take off her jacket. He focused the camera on the woman's breasts, which seemed to stretch the red silk blouse to its limit.

Gary went around his partner, neither of them were noticed by Margot, who started towards the kitchen. She was stopped by a hand reaching over her shoulder to clamp a cloth over her pretty face. “MMPPPHHHH!!”

The next evening at the Frat house, there was a collective gasp as the group watched Margot fight Gary by grabbing the cloth and twisting her head. She broke free and stumbled against the refrigerator. “HELPPMMMMMMM!” She was shoved back as the cloth was placed over her mouth again. The two bodies were pressed together, until the woman kneed her attacker.

The whole group grunted along with Gary. He backed away, letting Margot run past him. However, the woman slumped towards a counter, her knees buckling as she tried desperately not to fall. Gary then whirled around and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling the struggling victim towards him and then pressed the cloth over her mouth.

“MMMMPPHH!” This time Margot was too weak to resist any further, so her hands fell limply to her sides, and her stocking feet dragged on the floor. “Sooo..sleeepy..can't..staa..awaaa.” Her eyes rolled up, and Gary felt the shapely figure go limp in his grip.

“She was a real fighter.” Mike stated the obvious, as the group gave the ending a round of applause.

A few days later, Athena, the regional Director of the National Intelligence Agency visited the Metro Hospital, and handed the car keys to the young college man, who then drove it into the garage. He quickly made an image of the house key in clay, examined the woman's documentation, and wrote everything in the notebook. When Athena finally returned, Mike retrieved her car as Bernie took a picture of the attractive silver haired lady. “Thank you.” She said, giving the young man a tip.

Later that evening at the Frat house, the group reviewed all the pictures of the possible victims. Mike spoke up. “I like the older woman. She's a real knock out close up.” He then said it was his turn, so they all agreed.

The next day Mike and Bernie drove to the woman's house. “Wow, look at that place. She must be somebody.” They parked the van across the street, and sneaked up to the front door. Mike inserted the key and carefully opened the door. “She must be home, I hear the shower going.” The two young men crept up the stairway, then entered the bedroom. Mike pointed to the bathroom, and Bernie started to photograph the woman, whose blurry image could be seen through the lightly frosted shower doors. Her hands were raised to scrub her silver hair, and the two young college men marveled at the silhouette of the large well formed conical breasts, the slim waist and those long sinewy legs.. It seemed like an eternity before she turned off the water, slid the shower door open and stepped out.

Mike was transfixed for a moment as the beautiful woman in her fifties stretched to reach for a towel, and then Bernie prodded him to wrap his big burly arm around the slim waist pinning the woman's arms, and then press the chloroform soaked sponge over her mouth. It was hard to hold onto the wet body, so the silver haired beauty managed to slip out of his grip, spun around to face her attacker, but then slipped on the wet tile, fell backwards to hit her head on the overhanging medicine cabinet.

“UUNNGGHH!” The stunned beauty sat on the toilet seat with her large firm breasts heaving in and out, breathing the chloroform residue left under her nose. Her eyes bulged wide as the pungent fumes passed through her nostrils, entered her lungs and then hit her brain as hard as the cabinet had. “Ohh..nooo.” Athena realized she was now doomed as her vision blurred and her arms flopped limply to her sides.

Bernie was amazed at the gorgeous naked body sitting there unable to move, until her long legs slipped outward dragging her body off the seat, and falling to the floor. “This is great.” He commented, while Athena slowly fell sideways hitting her head on the shower door, and moaning softly as her eyes rolled back. “Pick her up.” Bernie urged.

Mike bent over to gently pull the helpless woman off the wet floor. He nearly broke through the zipper in his pants, carrying the nearly unconscious beauty over to the bed. Her eyes opened narrowly when he placed the wet silver curls on the pillow. Her sensuous lips barely moved as she tried to form words. “Who..arrrr..yoooo.” Mike didn't answer, but took the sponge and gently placed it over her nose and mouth. Her deep hazel eyes opened wide for a moment as the fumes entered her nostrils, and then her eyelids fluttered a few times before closing. Her breasts began to move up and down in a regular motion, causing Mike to massage them.

“We better go now.” Bernie insisted, and watched Mike bend over to kiss the sleeping lady. He thought for a second that she kissed him back.

It was morning before Athena stirred. “Ohhh..what..happened?” At first she thought it might be Ivan, but he would not have simply left her there. “Who could it be?” Should she tell Brutus about the attack? “It has to be investigated. How did they get in? “

Across town in the Frat house, Mike was sure he was in love. His mind continually went over the incident. “She's perfect.” He thought. “I have to have her.” He decided on a plan and discussed it with Bernie. “I'll do it, and I want you to film the whole thing.”

It was a week later when Athena once again visited the Metro Hospital, and Mike drove her car into the garage. The Director thought there was something familiar about the big man, but just couldn't place where she had seen him before. “Probably saw him the last time I was here." She dismissed the idea, and went into the hospital, while Mike prepared everything.

“Here she comes.” Mike took the receipt from the woman, and left to retrieve her car. Within a few minutes the big man returned without her car. “Sorry Miss, but something's happened to your car. Will you come with me?”

“Athena became concerned, as the little Maserati was her pet. “I hope it hasn't been damaged.” She followed the big man to an isolated section of the garage, and couldn't see the car. “Where is it?”

“Over there on the other side of that white van.” Mike tried to lead her over to it, but the NSI Director became reluctant to go with him.

She stared at the big college man. “You were the one.” She reached into her purse, but before her hand brought the pistol out, Mike turned to spray a fine mist in Athena's pretty face. “AARRGGHH! Pepper spray..My eyes.” She released her purse, letting it fall to the ground. The silver haired beauty staggered blindly not knowing where the man was located, but she quickly discovered him behind her, as a cold wet cloth was forced over her mouth and nose. “NOMMPPHHHH!!”

Bernie aimed the camera at the two struggling subjects. He saw the anger in the woman's eyes, so he focused on them. She held her breath, while trying to get leverage in order to break the man's grip. However, Mike thwarted her efforts by reaching his hand between her legs.

“DONMMMNOMMMM!” The NIA Director inhaled a large dose of the chloroform as a result, and her eyes turned glassy. “OH, HELP ME!” Athena suddenly felt helpless, unable to deal with the attacker. She was now too weak to resist, and knew all was lost. “What will he do with meeee...uhhhhh.” Her eyes rolled up and the beautiful woman in the short silk dress went limp in Mike's arms.

Boomer