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Sunday 9:22 PM
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I was back in my office, sitting there thinking about all that I had seen this weekend. The camera was sitting on the edge of my desk, the film roll used up and taken out. I was alone in the office at this time of night, and I poured myself another gin and tonic while I considered what I was going to tell Mr. Bateman on Monday.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door and I hesitated for a moment, wondering who could possibly be here this late. I stood up and walked to the door and opened it. Mrs. Bateman was standing in the doorway, arms crossed under her voluptuous breasts, glaring at me. She was wearing a button-down blouse and a pair of tight black nylon pants. I struggled for something to say but nothing came out...
"Who are you? You've been following me all weekend." She demanded.
"I'm Detective Henry Dick, P.I. How did you find me?"
"I see, private investigator, hmm?" She continued to say as she walked past me, inviting herself into my office. She walked to my desk, looking at the items on it and then leaned up against it while she turned to look at me again. "It wasn't hard to find you. I just followed your car when you left this evening. My husband hired you, didn't he?"
I was trapped; I didn't know what to say. "Yes, he did. And I have enough evidence to justify your extramarital affairs in divorce court."
She sighed heavily and sunk her head down into her hands. She shook her head slightly then looked up at me again. "He cheats on me too you know."
I nodded. "Yes, I know."
"How much is he paying you? Maybe I can make you an offer to drop the case." She suggested softly as her hands started to unbutton a few more buttons on her blouse. She opened her blouse where she had undone it, exposing the deep swell of cleavage, her breasts heaving as she breathed heavily.
"It would have to be a pretty big offer, Mrs. Bateman." I said, walking closer to her.
"Please, call me Marie."
Now I had her where I wanted her. "Well, Marie. You can start by taking off that blouse and bra."
Marie finished unbuttoning her shirt and opened it on front, revealing a very sexy lace push-up bra that held her gigantic orbs up. My dick was hard instantly as I started thinking about what I was going to do to those gorgeous tits. She reached behind her and undid her bra, letting the straps slide over her shoulders. As she let her bra fall away, her massive breasts jiggled slightly.
I stepped closer to her and reached my hands up, cupping her large breasts in my hands and rubbing my thumbs across her nipples until they were completely firm. I played with her tits for a while, squeezing them and rubbing my hands over them as I pushed them together. It felt so good to finally touch her after having watched her for so long.
Marie arched her back, pushing her delicious tits into my hands, offering them to me like fruit as she purred slightly. I leaned down and opened my mouth, taking one of her big nipples between my lips and started nursing it. I continued squeezing her flesh mountains with both hands as I switched back and forth, sucking each of her nipples hungrily. Marie reached down between my legs and undid my pants. She pulled my pants down so that my huge, stiff cock sprang up, happy to be free.
"Get down on your knees." I ordered her, and she sunk down to her knees in front of me obediently. She had her hands cupped underneath her breasts, lifting them up because she knew what I wanted to do. I moved my hips forward, sliding my cock in between her soft, fleshy mountains.
"Ohhh fuck yes!" I couldn't help but groan as I felt her tits wrapping around my cock. She knew just what I wanted, she squeezed her tits together tightly, sandwiching my veiny fuckpole between them as I started to thrust back and forth.
"Do you like that, Detective Dick?" She whispered softly as she started to rub her oversized breasts up and down my prick.
