Tom was having a great time at the beach. After a hectic 6 months at work, he was glad he got a break from it. He immediately went for a holiday all by himself and enjoying himself immensely. At 6 feet tall and 180 pounds, he was a good looking guy who made women go weak in the knees. Wearing knee length shorts and a shirt, he was lounging around on the beach.
His eyes met that of a blond woman wearing a bikini and very attractive. He went up to her.
"Hi my name id Tom," he said grinning.
"Hello, I am Rachael," said the woman.
"I am here on holiday all by myself. I need a companion whom I can talk to. Are you here by yourself."
"My son is here with me but I can be your companion if you want to."
Tom was elated. "Let's go to my room. We can get some privacy there and anyway I am feeling a bit hot here on the beach."
"O.K." said Rachael. "Let's go."
Both of them went to the hotel and reached Tom's room. Inside they sat on the couch and chatted up.
"What do you do?" asked Rachael.
"I am an Investment Banker. What do you do and how old is your son?" He was clearly bummed that she had a son.
"He is 14. I am a professional hit woman," said Rachael and burst out laughing.
Tom also started laughing thinking she was joking. He did not ask her about her profession anymore. She started running her hands on his thighs which turned him on.
"Let's go to the bedroom."
"O.K."
Both of them went to the bedroom and sat on the bed. Rachael in her bikini was looking very ravishing. They started kissing each other, fondling each other. Then Rachael motioned Tom to lie down on the bed. He did as he was told. Rachael took off the bikini and lay down on Tom. They started their love making.
After about a few minutes Rachael sat on Tom's chest and looked down on his face.
"When I told you that I was a hit woman, did you think that I was joking?"
"Yes, were you not?" said Tom smiling.
"Honey, you are just about to find out."
As soon as she said these words, she smiled a very cruel smile and reached down with her two hands. She grabbed Tom's throat and started strangling him.
"Did you read about the 2 brothers who were strangled a few days ago in their apartment? Well I did it and I killed them exactly the way I am going to kill you now."
Rachael was now squeezing Tom's throat with all her might.
Tom was wide eyed. He desperately tried to claw at her hands but could not pry her hands away from his throat. He did injure her hands though with his fingernails and a little blood came out of the wound.
Rachael rolled her eyes. How would she explain the injury to her son? What an ass. Now she would have to kill him with just one hand. Rachael withdrew her hands from his throat and gripped his wrists. With her injured hand, she pinned both of his wrists on his chest and curled her left hand around his throat. Her huge hand completely engulfed Tom's throat and she smiled down at him. This kill was going to be very satisfying. Not that she did not enjoy killing.
"You know I enjoy strangling men with my bare hands. It makes me feel dominant. What do you think?"
Tom was in no position to speak. Even her one handed grip on his throat was enough to make him see stars.
"What happened baby, you can't talk? Don't worry in a few minutes you don't have to talk ever."
Rachael increased the pressure on Tom's throat.
She kept on strangling him for 2 minutes before she could feel his body lurching and falling dead. She kept on her death grip for another minute before finally releasing her grip.
She applied ice from the freezer on her wound and put her bikini back on. One last glance at the dead body and she went out the door to find her son.
"Aaron. Where are you?"
His eyes met that of a blond woman wearing a bikini and very attractive. He went up to her.
"Hi my name id Tom," he said grinning.
"Hello, I am Rachael," said the woman.
"I am here on holiday all by myself. I need a companion whom I can talk to. Are you here by yourself."
"My son is here with me but I can be your companion if you want to."
Tom was elated. "Let's go to my room. We can get some privacy there and anyway I am feeling a bit hot here on the beach."
"O.K." said Rachael. "Let's go."
Both of them went to the hotel and reached Tom's room. Inside they sat on the couch and chatted up.
"What do you do?" asked Rachael.
"I am an Investment Banker. What do you do and how old is your son?" He was clearly bummed that she had a son.
"He is 14. I am a professional hit woman," said Rachael and burst out laughing.
Tom also started laughing thinking she was joking. He did not ask her about her profession anymore. She started running her hands on his thighs which turned him on.
"Let's go to the bedroom."
"O.K."
Both of them went to the bedroom and sat on the bed. Rachael in her bikini was looking very ravishing. They started kissing each other, fondling each other. Then Rachael motioned Tom to lie down on the bed. He did as he was told. Rachael took off the bikini and lay down on Tom. They started their love making.
After about a few minutes Rachael sat on Tom's chest and looked down on his face.
"When I told you that I was a hit woman, did you think that I was joking?"
"Yes, were you not?" said Tom smiling.
"Honey, you are just about to find out."
As soon as she said these words, she smiled a very cruel smile and reached down with her two hands. She grabbed Tom's throat and started strangling him.
"Did you read about the 2 brothers who were strangled a few days ago in their apartment? Well I did it and I killed them exactly the way I am going to kill you now."
Rachael was now squeezing Tom's throat with all her might.
Tom was wide eyed. He desperately tried to claw at her hands but could not pry her hands away from his throat. He did injure her hands though with his fingernails and a little blood came out of the wound.
Rachael rolled her eyes. How would she explain the injury to her son? What an ass. Now she would have to kill him with just one hand. Rachael withdrew her hands from his throat and gripped his wrists. With her injured hand, she pinned both of his wrists on his chest and curled her left hand around his throat. Her huge hand completely engulfed Tom's throat and she smiled down at him. This kill was going to be very satisfying. Not that she did not enjoy killing.
"You know I enjoy strangling men with my bare hands. It makes me feel dominant. What do you think?"
Tom was in no position to speak. Even her one handed grip on his throat was enough to make him see stars.
"What happened baby, you can't talk? Don't worry in a few minutes you don't have to talk ever."
Rachael increased the pressure on Tom's throat.
She kept on strangling him for 2 minutes before she could feel his body lurching and falling dead. She kept on her death grip for another minute before finally releasing her grip.
She applied ice from the freezer on her wound and put her bikini back on. One last glance at the dead body and she went out the door to find her son.
"Aaron. Where are you?"
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