Emily gave a sigh of relief as she arrived home Sunday morning. The house appeared almost deserted, as the household staff had the day off.
Kyle was out of town on a business trip along with Marie and the others were all either at school or performing other tasks.
She flopped down on the couch and rubbed her temples. The previous night, a warehouse containing sensitive materials had been raided by the feds.
It was no real secret that Kyle was associated with various sex trafficking organizations along with several cartels and crime syndicates, moving product along many borders.
When the raid occurred, Emily had to convince many powerful figures everything was under control. But unable to reach Kyle, she couldn't be too sure of that herself.
Frustrated, she took out her phone and called up Stacey Albright, the company attorney.
"Hello," Stacey answered.
"Stacey," Emily said, a hint of nervousness in her voice, "have you seen the news?"
"It was the first thing I saw when I opened my phone this morning," she answered, "but look there's nothing directly tying it to you or your family. As long as you stay calm, this should all blow over."
Emily gave a sigh of relief. After a few more instructions from Stacey, she hung up and tried to compose herself. Everything would be fine.
At that moment, the doorbell rang. Emily stood and approached it, opening it to see a tall white male in a dress shirt and slacks.
"Ms. Anderson?" he asked to which she reluctantly nodded, "I'm Detective Justin Walker. I'm here to ask you a few questions."
Swallowing the lump in her throat, she stepped back. "Come on in. What's this about?"
"Well it would seem that last night we received a tip about a warehouse in the business district," he replied, looking around as he walked to the living room, "in it, we discovered illegal contraband tied to companies owned by your husband, Kyle. Is he here?"
"N-no, he's away on business," Emily replied.
He turned and eyed her suspiciously before taking a seat.
"Well then I have some questions to ask but I suppose you'll have to do," he said, "I'll also need to take a close look around your home and property."
Emily clenched her jaw and nodded, walking to take a seat as well.
"I don't know how I can possibly help you, Detective." Emily said, "I know this has to be some mistake."
Walker's eyes were glued to Emily's tits, nearly spilling out of her short and low cut powder blue dress but he tried to compose himself.
"Well that's what my investigation is to determine," he replied, "last night we discovered over 200 kilos of cocaine set to be shipped to Central Europe. Your name was on the sign off. You're looking at some serious prison time for that."
Emily gulped. "C'mon. I mean I'm sure we can find some other solution. Couldn't we..."
She slowly ran her finger through her cleavage, watching as he followed with his eyes.
"... officer?"
Walker couldn't reply, a bead of sweat breaking through his forehead as Emily slowly slid closer.
"That's a big looking weapon you've got concealed there..." she whispered, rubbing his thigh.
He tried to get up but Emily eased him to lay back. "Now now, Detective. Just relax and let's discuss how we can resolve this."
She took his hand and placed it on her right boob, Walker instinctively beginning to squeeze.
"They're so soft..." he admired, drawn in and beginning to kiss them as she pulled her dress down, revealing her black lace bra. He then slid his finger up into her pussy before he moved down to taste her, giving it a lick before sliding his tongue inside.
She tasted incredible, her delicious pussy seeming to make him forget his entire purpose of being there, his only objective being to fuck the hot MILF before him.
Emily moaned as he lashed his tongue against her clit, slurping her delicious juices as he fingered her slowly.
"Mmm..." she moaned softly as he leaned back up to suck her left tit into his mouth, his carnal urges far outweighing any of the duties of his job.
He soon returned to eating her out, licking as deep as he could and kissing the insides of her thighs. Emily then had him stand up, her out watering for some cock.
As he did so, she saw the unmistakable bulge in his pants, wasting no time in taking off his belt and yanking his pants down, his girthy 8 inches all but slapping her in the face.
He marveled at how his large cock reached from her chin to her forehead, Emily feeling the impressive weight and heat radiating from his dick.
Emily moved back and parted her lips, flicking her nimble tongue over the head before slurping him down, making the young officer cry out.
"OH GOD!!" he cried, Emily sucking him deeply and sensually, her soft, smooth hands fondling his balls.
His dick was coated in her sparkly pink lipgloss, his dick soon reaching the back of her throat. He soon gripped her head and began to urgently fuck her face, Emily loving the rough treatment, her eyes beginning to water.
Justin's eyes rolled back as her lips reached the base of his shaft, this being without comparison the best blowjob he'd ever received.
"Oh fuck!" he groaned, Emily looking up at him as she sucked his head while jerking him off.
