Chapter one
Zane Investigative Agency
Zane was pounding his big black cock into the pussy of the wife of the CEO of the Georgia Power Company when his phone rang.
"Damn, I have to take this. It's on an exclusive line." He kissed the pretty but plump female with overly large breasts and picked up the phone.
"Samantha here, you have a call from one Mrs. Serlene Van Heusen."
"Who is she?" He asked, irritated.
"She's the widow of Charles Van Heusen, who died in a mysterious automobile accident, and you mentioned that his wife looked like a GPOA." (i.e., good piece-of-ass, pronounced Gopa)
"Is she on the line?"
"Yes."
"Stall her for a minute. I'll call you."
He flipped the phone shut, dropped it on the bed. "Louise, I have to finish and leave. I'm going to push your legs back and give you it to you quickly. He spread and lifted her legs, and plunged into her soaking wet cunt with the power of a lightning bolt. In less than a minute, Louise was screaming as Zane poured his cum into her wet and willing well. He slipped out of her, picked up his phone, and strode into the bathroom, closing the door.
He pushed Samantha's button, "Okay put her on." He waited a moment.
"Hello, Mr.Zane," a soft, cultured southern voice came through the phone, " I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm in need of a detective agency to do some background checking for me. You come highly recommended, are you available?"
If she only knew, Zane thought. "I need more information, but I have heard of your husband's unexpected death, for which I offer my sympathy.
"Thank you, Mr. Zane."
"I'll need to interview you at your earliest convenience. Arrange a meeting with me with Ms. Van Heusen t, and I'll be available to see you at whatever time is suitable."
He stroked his cock back to an erection as he returned to the bedroom. "I want you on top," he said to Louise as he flopped on the bed.
She quickly straddled him and spindled herself on his big black cock.
Louise was willing to do almost anything Zane asked. She sat up straight and bounced up and down on his rigid as steel erection.
Zane lay on his back enjoying the plumpish blonde pounding up and down on his cock and enjoying her surging and bouncing tits. While pleased with her efforts, he thought about the beautiful Redhead, Serlene, and wondered if she was as well built as her pictures implied. He'd have Samantha get more pictures and information about her before their meeting.
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Zane rode his Harley into the parking lot.
An attendant helped him with his gear and took the motorcycle to the garage.
Black jeans, black tee shirt, black socks, and black Nike's were his uniform of the day
An assistant met him at the door with a clipboard of messages, and a clipboard to take notes.
Zane finished about half the stack, and the assistant had a page of notes of items to be taken care of when the elevator door opened.
Samantha, meet them at the elevator door. She took the unfinished clipboard from the assistant. "See to those," she said, as she kissed Zane on the cheek before allowing him to lead her to his office.
"What do you have on Mrs. Van Heusen?" He asked, picking up a glass of Dewars on the rocks.
"You're going to love this one Zane. I have pictures and a list of notes." She gave him the pictures.
She sat across from him with a clipboard on her long, athletic legs. "I'll give you the juiciest one first. She has a high libido and has been a Cougar since the week after her husband died. Her prey is usually the sons of business associates."
"Your right, I'm going to love this case. What else do you have?"
"A quick list," Samantha said.
1.Apparently, she never had an affair during her marriage.
2.She wears black out of piety, and to play to the public.
3.She's a dominant personality, she ran and runs the house with an iron hand.
4.When she speaks, everybody listens.
5.She takes no prisoners.
6.She does not suffer fools gladly.
7.Physically, she's beautiful, five foot six, weighs one-hundred thirty pounds wears a DD cup, is a redhead, is athletic, she's involved with the arts especially theater and opera, and she has a BA in the fine arts.
8.At present, she's managing her husband's business, but she doesn't like it
9.She wants you to gather background information on a potential buyer for the company, one Saul Bellinger.
10.She expects you to be at her home at two pm. tomorrow.
"Thanks, Samantha, that's a great list with loads of information. Have you looked at the pictures? They're rather redundant and don't reveal much of the Lady in Black. Have a search begun of Salu Bellinger, and let's finish this pile of messages."
She placed a call to an assistant. "You'll have a folio by tomorrow morning."
They sat side by side going through the remainder of the stack. When Zane and Samantha finished, she took the list to the secretary outside his office door. As soon as it clicked in place, she pulled her blouse over her head exposing her braless breasts. She kicked off her high heels, bent and removed her skirt, pulled her thong to the floor, stepped out of them, and model walked to Zane. Her white breasts bounced in sync with her sexy walk toward Zane, who was already naked and rubbing his cock.
"Ah, my beautiful white MILF are you ready for your sexual treat?"
"I've been waiting all day knowing you were pleasing Louise. Did she appreciate you as much as I do?"
"Probably more, since she doesn't get to be with me as often you." He sat in his chair holding his shaft for her.
She took his cock in two hands and kissed his crown. It was the color of milk chocolate but tasted of the musk of an alpha male. Her lips covered the tip with her tongue twirling around and around.
