Love Found 1

This was the first real vacation that Stan Jarvis had taken in years. He usually take a few days off and do some work around his house but that changed when Stan was at the funeral of a good friend who had died from a heart attack he made a promise to take a long vacation. His friend's fatal heart attack was due to stress he had worked as hard as Stan and never took a vacation. So here he was, making good on his promise to himself. The resort where he was staying had it all. It had a private beach where guests could swim or sunbath in the nude if they wanted to. Stan was walking along the beach looking around. He liked what he was seeing. Some of the women there looked like models some had all over tan, other had tan on parts of their bodies. As Stan continued to walk along the beach, he saw an attractive women coming out of the water towards him.

"Can I ask you for a favor?" she asked. Sure, I'll do what I can for you," Stan answered. "This may sound strange since we don't know each other but will you dry my hair and back after I come out of the water again?" she asked. "Sure, what you're asking isn't strange," he answered.

Stan watched as she went back into the water and swam some. After her hair was dripping wet, she came back to where Stan was standing.

"Now you have a job to do," she said, as she picked up her towel and handed it to him.

Stan squeezed the water from her hair. Then he began to gently towel it. When he was finished, Stan moved her hair over her tanned shoulder and began to dry her back.

When her back was dry, she turned around facing him.

"Any other part you want to dry while I'm here?" Stan asked "I can finish drying myself" she answered, then she smiled.

Stan handed the towel back to her. She placed it and her other things that she had with her into a tote bag and started down the beach back to the resort.

"What's your name?" Stan asked. She turned "I'll meet you by the pool, and see if I can think of a way to thank you for your help" she said as she smiled. Stan watched her as she walked towards the resort.

Stan had been waiting by the pool for a few hours. This is a waste of time, she's not going to show, he thought to himself. As Stan started to leave he felt a hand on his arm. When he turned, he saw her standing beside him smiling. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting. It took me longer to dry my hair after I washed it than I thought it would" she said.

"It's alright, Stan said causing her to smile. "What would you like to do?" Stan asked as he looked at her. "Let's grab a drink at the bar and talk" she answered.

"Sounds good to me" Stan said.

As they walked towards the entrance to the resort, she place her arm around his waist, causing Stan to smile at her.

When the reached the bar Stan ordered a large coke and she had the same. After they had their drinks, they went to a booth and sat down. As Stan looked at her, he thought to himself, she's 6'0, athletic build, her eyes are dark almost black, her jet black hair hang's to the back of her knees and she has it in a French braid. She's wearing a white short sleeved blouse. She had the first three buttons unfastened, a flowered print wrap around skirt that hung to her knees and sandals.

"When you asked my name on the beach I wanted to wait until now to tell you. My name is Raven Mitchell, Stan," she said, causing him to look at her strangely.

"I saw you when you checked in earlier this morning," Raven said.

"I didn't see you," he said.

"I was heading to the beach. When I came down from my room, I saw you," she said. "Were you surprised when I asked you to dry my hair and back?" she asked.

"Yeah I don't have attractive women asking me to dry their hair and back" Stan answered. You're the only man I've asked to dry me off" Raven said.

"I have a feeling that a lot of guys would dry your hair and back in a heartbeat," Stan said.

"Yeah and I might get raped also," she said.

"True," he said.

"There were a lot of handsome guys on the beach but you asked me. May I ask why?" He asked. "When I saw you this morning, I liked what I saw. When I asked around about you, I was told that you were a sweetheart of a guy you're loving, kind, trustworthy, out going, loyal and great in bed. You're every thing I've wanted in a man. So when I saw you walking on the beach, I decided to make my move. After I asked you if you'd dry my hair and back when I came back out of the water and you said yes, I went back in just to get my hair as wet as I could then I came back to have you dry it. When you squeezed the water from my hair and began to towel it dry, it was all I could do to keep from moaning. Your touch felt wonderful. When you began to dry my back I almost came" she answered.

"You had a nervous look in your eyes when you handed me your towel," Stan said.

"I was very nervous. I didn't know if I had made a mistake by asking you to dry my hair and back. I wondered if I had opened myself up to being raped. But you didn't make any comments about the way I looked, you just dried my hair and back. You have a smile that told me that you were the one I have been looking for. I almost laughed when you asked if there any other parts that I wanted you to dry off while you were there," Raven said.

"I said it as a joke, but I would have gladly dried you off some more. I don't take what I want and I positively hate a rapist," Stan said.

They drank their sodas then they left the bar.

"Where to now?" Stan asked. "Let's go to your room," Raven answered. "Sounds good to me," Stan said. "I hope I wasn't being bold when I said that I wanted to go to your room," she said as they headed towards the elevators.

"You weren't being bold. I was hoping that you'd want to go to my room" Stan answered as he wrapped his arm around her waist. When they reached the elevator, she looked at him.

"This is a private elevator for special guests who stay here," she said.

"I know the owner," Stan said as he pushed the button for the elevator.

When the door opened on it, Stan let Raven enter first then he followed. "All the suites are on the tenth floor," Stan said as he pushed the number ten button.

As they rode the elevator up to the tenth floor Raven wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his passionately. "That's part of my way of thanking you for drying my hair and back," Raven said.

When the elevator stopped and the door opened they headed down the hall to suite number fifteen. After Stan unlocked and opened the door Raven went inside.

"I'm glad you took a vacation from your salon, and I'm very glad that you picked this resort Stan," Raven said.

"How do you know my name and that I'm a hairstylist did someone tell you?" he asked.

"You were my sister Lela's hairstylist, until she was murdered by her ex boyfriend," Raven said.

"I remember Lela. She was a wonderful woman. If I'm not mistaking I did your hair a time or two," Stan said.

"After Lela's death you were my hairstylist until I moved away," Raven said. "I'm glad that sucker killed himself," Stan said. "You are?" Raven asked.

"Yes, it saved me the job of killing the bastard myself," Stan answered, causing Raven to smile.

"I've never seen anyone get as mad as you did when I told you about her being murdered," Raven responded.

"I liked your sister a lot," he said.

"Lela liked you a lot also," she said.

"The last time I saw, you, your hair was cut very short," Stan said.

"Yep you cut it for me, even though you bitched about cutting my hair that short. I had my hair cut for a woman that I was dating at the time. When she and I broke up I let it grow out," Raven said.

"I like it long. You were sexy with short hair but you're sexier with long hair," Stan said.

"You're going to be pissed when I ask you for another favor," Raven said.

"How short do you want me to cut your hair this time?" Stan asked as he looked at her.

"I want my hair to hang just below my shoulders," she answered.

"I figured you wanted a buzz cut," he said. Then he laughed, causing Raven to laugh also.

"I can cut it like that for you. That is after I've played with your hair for a while," Stan said.

"You can play with me also," Raven said as she smiled.

"I'll be right back," Stan said.

He went into the bathroom and shut the door. When he came out he saw that Raven had unfastened her blouse revealing more of her breasts.

"Very nice," he said, causing her to smile.

"Don't you ever wear a bra?" Stan asked when he saw her firm breasts and semi hard nipples.

"I don't wear one when I'm on vacation but I wear one when I'm working," Raven answered.

"What do you do?" he asked.

"I use to be a criminal lawyer in LA, California. Now I'm a PI," she answered.

"Why did you quit being a criminal lawyer?" he asked.

"I got tired of the criminals that I was trying to get convicted, walk. They were guilty but the police kept screwing the case up so the judge had to let them go. I quit practicing law and became a PI. I still keep my law license renewed and up to date," she answered.

"Do you work for a PI Firm?" Stan asked

"No, I work for myself but from time to time lawyers give me cases to work for them," Raven answered.

"Why do you wear have to wear a bra when you work since you don't wear one when you're not working?" Stan asked.

"I wear one to make a good impression on my clients and future clients," Raven answered.

Stan went over to Raven who had stood up and wrapped his arms around her and hugged her as he began to kiss her passionately.

After a few minutes Raven removed her blouse and her wrap around skirt and underwear as Stan watched.

"I like your hairless pussy. When I saw you on the beach, I didn't look to see if it was shaved or hairy," Stan said.

"I noticed that you didn't look at my pussy. I was wondering if hairless ones was a turn off for you," Raven said .

"I love hairless pussies I didn't say anything because I didn't want you to think I was pervert ," Stan said, causing Raven to laugh.

Stan reached behind Raven and removed the elastic band that was hold her hair in the French braid. Raven shook her head slightly, letting her hair flow down her back. Stan ran his fingers through her soft, silky hair. He played with her hair for a few minutes then he buried his face in it, breathing in her scent.

"When would you like for me to cut your hair?" Stan asked as he played with it.

"Now, then we'll see what we can get into before you wash it" Raven answered.

"Sounds good to me," Stan said. Raven stood up and Stan wrapped his arms around her and kissed her passionately he rubbed her back.

They went into the bathroom where Raven sat down on a stool that was in there.

"This is a big bathroom," she said as she looked around.

"All of the suites have big bathrooms in them," Stan said.

"Want your hair cut wet or dry?" Stan asked.

"Cut it dry," Raven answered.

Stan combed her hair then he began to section it.

"Ready to lose some of your hair?" Stan asked after he had sectioned it. "Yep," Raven answered.

Raven closed her eyes as Stan began to cut her hair, causing him to smile. When he was finished, her hair hung a few inches below her shoulders.

Stan got a hand held mirror. He held it behind Raven so she could see the back of her head when she opened her eyes.

"What do you think?" Stan asked.

When Raven opened her eyes, she was amazed at how good her hair looked, as short as it was.

"I love it Stan," Raven said.

Stan brushed the cut hair from her shoulders and back. Raven stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck. She began to kiss Stan passionately as she rubbed her pussy against him.

"I think someone wants to play," Stan said as he held her. "I'm so damned horny now that I could let you screw me 24/7 non stop," Raven replied. Stan grinned as he held her tighter.

"How do you like sex?" he asked.

"I love rough, passionate sex," she answered.

"Do you like anal sex?" Stan asked.

"Never had it," Raven answered.

"We won't have anal sex then," Stan said.

"Maybe later, when we see if we click. But you can screw my mouth and pussy as much as you like," Raven said as they walked back into the bedroom.

"I'll play with your pussy first, then I'll screw you silly," Stan said. Raven smiled as she leaned against him.

"I have a couple of confessions I need to tell you about," Stan said.

"What's up?" she asked.

"First off, the reason I know the owner of this resort is because I am the owner of it. I bought it a few weeks before I came here. Secondly, I used to be a homicide investigator before I became a hairstylist, "Stan answered.

"I know something else about you Stan," Raven said.

"You do?" He asked.

"Yep, you were a criminal lawyer, one of the best if not the best in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. You gave it up when you met a female detective from New Orleans. You and her became engaged, then a few months later you two were married. She was kidnapped a few days after you and her returned from your honeymoon in Rome, Italy. She was taken to an area that was kind of swampy where she was raped, tortured and murdered. The killer was never found," Raven answered.

"How do you know all of that? Some of what you just told me was never in the newspapers," Stan asked as he looked at her.

"After I quit being a criminal lawyer I became a cop. After being on the job for several months, I was promoted to detective. I was assigned to a rape squad, as my boss called, it that had just been put together. I was the only woman on the rape squad. After I began working on some of the rape cases, a serial killer struck. he killed several women ages 18 to 45. He raped, tortured then killed his victims, leaving them lay where they could be easily found. He killed a mother and her daughter after he had broken into their house. The mother was older than 45. The police department put together a task force to look into the murders, since I had just finished solving a rape case that had made the news, I was assigned to the task force. I was doing some leg work on the cases, when I found out that this might not be the killer's first time killing. I did some digging and found out that the killer we were looking for had killed before in several other states. I also found out that the killer might have been involved in a murder in Louisiana, Baton Rouge to be exact. While I was looking into the other murders for connections to our killing I was approached by the FBI. They asked me if I'd head up a task force that they were putting together on the serial killings," Raven said.

"The chief had been giving me shit work. When I complained to him about it he, he wrote me up for it and I was put on probation. When I was approached by the FBI. I accepted their offer then I went to the chief. I quit that night and told him to go to hell. I was going through some files and came across the murder of your wife in La. The way she was murdered matched the killings in LA, California and the other states. The agent that was in charge of the task force asked me if I'd work with one of their profilers and a psychic. I told him that I would work with anyone who could help catch the son of a bitch. Their profiler was right on the money about the killer, the psychic was a joke. All she did was guess at what the killer's next move would be and she'd be wrong. I went to the agent that was in charge and told him that I thought the profiler was great but the psychic was a joke. I told him that I could do the psychic's job, all she did was take wild guesses and was wrong all of the time. She'd tell me that he would strike at a certain location. I'd have all the man power that I'd need to catch the killer at that location and he would strike someplace else, leaving me with egg on my face. When I told my boss that either she goes or I'd go, he told me that his wife use the psychic and trusted her whole heartedly. When he told me that I had to work with the dumb bitch, I told him to fuck off. then I quit. The top guy of the FBI called me and wanted me to come back but I was going to law school at the time. I didn't want to quit so I didn't go back to them. Now that I'm a PI, I've been working on the serial killings," Raven said. "What have you found out so far?" Stan asked.

"The MO's for the LA, California killings are that same as your wife's murder. The psychic was working for the killer. He paid her to get close to the investigation and report to him about what was going on. The bastard knew what we were doing and was able to stay a step or two ahead of us" Raven answered.

"Did she see who was paying her?" Stan asked. "Yeah but it wasn't our killer. She was paid by a woman who would get a call from someone who didn't sound human, telling her when to pick up the money that was to be given to the psychic. The prick is still a ghost," Raven answered.

"Have there been any more killings in California or any other state?" Stan asked.

"No. After the psychic was arrested, he vanished. As of yesterday there's been no new killings with that MO," she answered.

"He could have changed his MO," Stan said.

"That's a good possibility," Raven said.

"There's nothing anyone can do until the killer strikes again," Stan said.

"I know one thing that you can do babe," Raven said.

"What's that?" Stan asked. "We can grab some dinner," she answered as she smiled. "Sounds like a plan to me," Stan said. Before they left Stan wrapped his arms around Raven and kissed her passionately. After a few minutes he buried his face in her hair that was still damp and breathed in her scent. "I could get use to this," Raven said as he held her. Stan kissed Raven once more then they headed out the door. "After we eat maybe we can go back to your room and have some fun" Raven asked. "We'll see," Stan answered as he looked at her. As they waited for the elevator Stan reached over and began to lovingly stroke Raven's hair. I could fall in love with you very easily, Stan," Raven said. I know the feeling," Stan said as he continued to stroke her hair. "Where would you like to eat?" Stan asked. "The resort has a great restaurant, I eat there when I come here," Raven answered as they entered the elevator. After a few minutes the elevator stopped at the lobby and they got off and headed towards the restaurant. "A table for two where we can have some privacy," Stan said to the hostess. "Right this way, Mr. Jarvis," she said as she headed towards the back. "This is our VIP room since you're the boss, you're a VIP," she said. "I don't want any special treatment just because I'm the boss," Stan said. "Any VIP can use this room," she said. "I'll send a waitress back to take your order," she said as she handed them a menu. "thanks" Stan said then the lady left. "how would you feel about working with me on the serial killing with me?" Raven asked as she looked at him. "I don't have my Pi license and I'm busy this time of the year," he answered. "you can still do hair, I need your help if I'm going to catch this son of a bitch," Raven said. "Alright, but I'm still doing hair also," he said. "Cool, you can do my hair while we work together," Raven said. "what about after the case is over with?" Stan asked. "you're my personal hairstylist as of today<" Raven said. Sounds good to me," Stan said. When the waitress came to their table Stan ordered a porter house stake with the works and a coke, Raven ordered the same thing only she got an iced tea instead of a coke. As they waited for their meal Raven took her shoe off and began to rub her toes against Stan's crotch, causing him to smile. "What are we going to do after we eat?" Raven asked as she continued to rub her toes against his crotch. "We'll go back to my room and I'll screw you silly," Stan answered then he grinned. "Sounds like fun," Raven said as she grinned. It wasn't very long until their dinner was brought to their table. As he began to eat a woman came to the table as Raven looked at her she thought to herself she's 5'12" athletic build her eyes are gray her light blonde hung to the middle of her back and was curly. She's wearing a light pink blouse jeans and sandals. "what are you doing with Stan?" she asked. I'm having dinner with him," Raven answered. "Didn't I tell you to stay away from here when I fired you Lorrie?" Stan asked. "yes you did, but I came back to fight for what's mine," she answered, "I'm not yours, never been yours," Stan said. As she stood there a couple of security guards came over to them. "I'm sorry about this boss, she slipped in without me seeing her," he said. "No problem just show her to the door," Stan said. "If you ever come back here again I'll have you arrested," Stan said to her. "who was that" Raven asked. She use to work here until she began to stalk me," Stan answered. "is she dangerous?" Raven asked. "Mo she's just a pain in the ass," he answered. "I made the mistake of having sex with her once, after that she thought I belonged to her," Stan said, causing Raven to shake her head. After they finished eating and Stan paid the bill then they headed towards the elevator. As they waited for the elevator Stan placed his arm around Raven's waist as she leaned against him. When they entered the elevator Raven rubbed her hand over Stan's crotch. She smiled when he felt his bulge. It wasn't long until the exited the elevator and entered his room. As Stan stood beside the bed Raven pounced on him knocking him into the bed. As Raven laid on him she began to kiss him passionately as she rubbed her pussy against his bulge. As Raven kissed and rubbed against him Stan began to play with her ass causing her to moan. "I know what you want," Stan said. "You do?" Raven, Yep," Stan answered. Raven got off of Stan then she began to undress as he stood up and undressed also. After they were undressed Stan began to kiss and lick Raven's breasts. causing her to softly moan.