Laura Cranston was lying on her side facing away from her husband Joe early Sunday morning. The first glimmers of light of dawn began to trickle into the bedroom, Joe stirred and rolled over. She could feel his erection poking her in her pajama clad ass, then she felt him slowly unbutton her pajama top. He nuzzled his face into the back of her head and once her top was unbuttoned he fondled her bare breasts.
"Roll over," She said to him softly.
He did as she asked and rolled over onto his back, Laura then rolled over and pulled the blankets off. Her husband usually slept in the nude so this morning would be no different, his five inch cock, now full erect was pointing up at her. She slid down and took a hold of it, then she ran her tongue up and down its shaft, causing her husband to shudder with pleasure.
Laura then engulfed his cock into her warm mouth and began to eagerly suck on his cock, her husband placed one hand on the back of her head and the other he used to reach down and fondle her tits. She wanted to stop so she could have him in her pussy, yet he kept his hand on the back of her head not letting her stop sucking him. Soon her husband let out a loud groan and was shooting spurt after spurt of his warm cum down her throat.
When he was finished, he just rolled over and went back to sleep, leaving his wife with a belly full of warm cum and an unsatisfied pussy. She buttoned her pajama top back up and went to the bathroom, she brushed her teeth and rinsed with some mouthwash. Then she went downstairs to the kitchen and started the coffee maker, with the coffee brewing she went to the front door and retrieved the Sunday paper.
Then she saw something on her front lawn, a person curled up in the fetal position, cautiously she went over to it. When she got up close, she realized this was her son Kurt, he was passed out drunk on the front lawn. Laura did her best and finally got the boy groggily to his feet, she helped him up the stairs and into bed.
Laura went back downstairs, retrieved the morning paper, then went back out to the kitchen to have a cup of coffee. An hour later her husband came strolling into the kitchen, he poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table with her.
"Anything good in the paper?" He asked sliding it over to himself.
"No but we do need to talk about our son!" She said firmly trying to get his undivided attention.
"What did he do now?" Joe asked his wife.
"He came home last night, must have been after we went to bed and passed out drunk on the front lawn. What are we going to do about his behavior, he has been hanging out with those terrible hooligans he met at school, drinking and who knows what else?" She said to voice her concerns to her husband.
"Well honey, he is just doing what normal boys do, you know sowing his wild oats, he'll calm down, just like I did when I was his age." Joe explained not at all worried over his sons' behavior.
"You were very wild back then." Laura commented.
"So were you, hey look at that the school was broken into and vandalized late last night." He said as he read the paper. "Don't worry I know Kurt would never do anything that stupid."
None of this calmed her nerves, she left the kitchen and went back upstairs, first she checked on her son. Then she went to her room and took a long hot shower, she did her makeup, then she got dressed for the day. She checked on her son again, this time the boy must have got up, he took off his clothes and was now under his covers. She took the dirty clothes downstairs and took them to the laundry. Might as well do a load she thought and started to put the clothes into the washer, then she emptied out Kurt's pockets. In the front two pockets she found, money, his Swiss army knife and three unused condoms. In the back pocket she found some papers that were folded up, they had her son's school name on them. The papers came from her son's file at they were mostly about his behavior in school and his grades which have been really bad lately. The other pockets she found a list of teachers name, addresses and phone numbers, some of them were highlighted.
This time she did not take any of this to her husband, but he seemed too disinterested to do anything about this. So on Monday morning after her son leaves for school and her husband leaves for his office she was going to contact the police.
The rest of the day went on very uneventful until her son finally came downstairs, he found his mother in the laundry room folding the clothes from the dryer. He picked up a pair of her lace panties and twirled them around on his finger to get her attention.
"Gimme those, you shouldn't be touching your mother's undergarments." She scolded.
"Sorry Mom, Hey did you clean out my pockets when you took my pants from my room earlier?"
He asked with the sound of concern in his voice.
"Yes I did, up on the shelf I put your money, your pocket knife and your condoms." She said. "Glad to see our safe sex talk sunk into your head."
"Yeah, I don't want to make you a grandma anytime soon." He laughed nervously while retrieving his things.
"Why are you missing anything?" She asked handing him a small pile of his clothes to take with him.
"No, everything is here." He lied.
The rest of the day was very quiet, the night she told her husband she forgave him and that she had too much on her mind to make love. She slept a restless sleep until the next morning, and the alarm clock went off. She busied herself with the hustle and bustle of getting her husband and son ready and out the door. About a half hour after the two of them left, she got the phone book and called the local police departments non emergency number.
She asked to speak to the detective investigating the school break in and was put on hold. After a ten minute wait Detective Ronald Moorhead came on the line, she told him what she had found and he said he would be at her house in twenty minutes to talk to her.
Laura quickly got dressed and then she got the papers out of her hiding place for them, when the front door was knocked on. She went to the door and a large handsome blackman wearing a suit stood in front of it.
"Hi Mrs. Cranston, I'm Detective Ronald Moorhead, I'm investigating the school break in." He said reaching into his pocket for his i.d. and badge.
"Oh come in please Detective, can I get you some coffee?" She asked.
"Yes that would be great." He answered.
"Well why don't you go have a seat over in the living room and I will get it." She replied.
The Detective watched her round ass in her tight jeans move up and down as she walked out into the kitchen. He sat down in a chair in the living room and waited for her return, this is one really attractive lady he thought waiting for her. Laura stood at five foot four, her short blonde hair had some natural curl to it, her figure is 34d-26-34, Kurt being she only children it was rather easy for her to get her figure back she had near the end of high school.
She returned and set the serving tray down on the coffee table, then she poured two cups of coffee. The Detective picked up the little cow full of the creamer and poured some into his cup, then he stirred it, while Laura's only added sugar.
"I found these in my son's pockets when he came home the other night." She said to hand him the papers.
"Wow some of the records were missing pages, but they also got personal information about some of the teachers as well." Said the Detective. "I may want to question him."
"You can't then he will know I lied about what I found in his pockets." She said urgently.
"Well I will tell you what if you can continue to gather information like this from your son and his friends, I may be able to help him when it comes necessary to make arrests." He explained to the nervous mother. "Did you notice anything about the names?"
