Dead Swinger Pt 05

I roll to Grant, kiss his nose to wake him, my arms around his neck, I receive a loving return kiss on my lips; he growls like a bear and stretches. His leg presses between mine, my cheek rubs his chest. "Grant last night was fantastic; I love you so much." I twirl my forefinger around his areole, grazing his tiny nipple. "I wish I could lie; I would call in sick, I could certainly enjoy a day in bed, leisurely fucking." I lift my head and angrily state; "I've got to shower and get to the office."

"Do we have a fantasy to fulfill today?"

As I sit up, "Let me think on it; are you wanting to do daily fantasies now?"

He throws back the covers, "Mmm hmmm," exposing his hand wrapped around his not yet hard pecker, his thumb rubbing up and over his glans.

In just the short time I've been watching him play with himself, he has quickly hardened fully, that wonderful wand, hard as steel, standing upright like an obelisk.

"Aaarrgghhh, you're making it difficult." I ponder being late or calling in sick.

He grins; "Not difficult, I'm making it HARD; let my rephase that, I made it hard." He chuckles at the pun, he's stroking his morning wood, damn it, I'll be so frikkin horny all day again.

He is waving his erection with his thumb and forefinger around the base. "You know you wanna." He chuckles.

"Yes, I certainly do, however, I've got to get to work, I'm lead on a very important case; so reluctantly I'll leave you to your fantasies; fondle that fantastic phallus, I must get going.

I quickly shower and as I return, Grant is sitting on the bed, no indication of ejaculation, not sure if he continued or gave up.

I again choose a sexy dress, without unmentionables.

"I'll pick up a bagel and coffee on my way. You have a terrific day." I give him a kiss, as I exit, I state. "I love you very much, I'll text you later if I come up with any sexy ideas."

I go to the local drive through for a bagel and 3 coffees. I finish my bagel as I pull into my parking spot at the precinct, I rush to the captain's office. There's an unknown female sitting in his office.

"Morning." Being very cheerful, as I pass Al and Captain each a cup.

"Sorry I only bought 2, I'm sorry." I smile sheepishly at the cute redhead.

"Well Task, you're quite cheerful this morning." Al removes the lid to put several packets of sugar and 2 cream in his java.

"Oh, I had a fantastic evening." I raise my eyebrows and smile broadly; my eyes are intently surveying the strikingly attractive green-eyed redhead, but her unflattering suit, a loose fitting, blue suitcoat, white blouse, and baggy, grey dress slacks, doesn't reveal what type of body she's hiding.

Captain spoke, "Well let's get to the matter at hand. The lab results confirm the victim had a drug in her system that induced a heart attack." He sighs deeply, "This is officially a homicide, anyone, who had access to her, likely in the apartment, but possibly even before; the report says it could have been introduced as much as 4 hours earlier, so not just those party attendees are suspects. We need to trace her activity before the party and reinterview everyone to find motive." He lifts his cup as a toast gesture. "Determine who, and why."

He turned to the gal. "This is Mellisa Burns, recently made detective. Burns and Carlson are now assigned to this case. Jones you'll take lead." He sips his coffee.

"Carlson is getting the autopsy report from the coroner."

I spent the next hour at my desk with Burns and Carlson, going over what we already know, and what direction, and what evidence we need. "Our first concern is, we needed to identify fingerprints and DNA in the apartment, match them to anyone at the party."

"Burns, you're with me, we'll reinterview Marg, Ester and Doug, find out all we can about who had access to everything in the apartment, and maybe find a motive."

"Carlson, contact Doc and Brian, the fiancé, have them come in to test and interview, please review all the pictures, read the file; maybe fresh eyes will spot something to help." I make a few calls and arrange appointments.

I don't yet have an assigned car, so as we are walking to my Jeep, "Please call me Mel ok."

"Sure, wanna stop for a coffee Mel, I didn't expect anyone else in the office this morning." I still can't tell if she has a hot body or not, I then think.

{Well, a week ago I wouldn't have cared, is this what I've become, checking out everyone as sex prospects?'}

"No thanks, I generally have a coffee and bagel before I leave home."

"Us too, only I was running late this morning. My husband was UP" I raise my voice on the 'up' wiggle my eyebrows to also accent my meaning. "And he wanted me to be late." I peer into her eyes, I was very reluctant to leave, I will likely have that image in my head all day."

I quiz Mel as we drive, simple, natural, getting to know a colleague questions.

Melissa Burns, 32, 5'7", 5 years on the force in a patrol car, this is her first day as a detective.

I learned she recently broke up from a 3-year relationship, currently bitter toward men, she caught him cheating with a neighbor. She's determined to totally focus on her career and become a great detective.

My newly enhanced libido wants to know if she's receptive to another woman. I intend to find out before the days end.

We arrive at Marg's sisters, where she is staying as her apartment is still inaccessible, being it is a crime scene.

Marg answers the door wearing a snug white crop top tee, it appears painted over her breasts, its rather obvious no bra, and daisy duke cut-offs, barely larger than bikini bottoms. Her brunette hair in a pony. Her greeting is very perky. Damn she has a great 32-22-30 body, after a fleeting lewd fantasy. "Hello again Marg this is detective Burns. Who prefers Mel." My eyes turn to Mel, who's still surveying the short sexy brunette, "Hello Mel, my, my, such a delicious pair of sexy gals."

Mels eyes are riveted to Marg's butt as she escorts us to the living room.

We are offered coffee or tea; we both decline.

"It's officially a homicide Marg, a chemically induced heart attack. We need to dig deeper into Jocelyn's last hours."

"Oh no, that's terrible;" Marg puts her face down into her hands, takes several moments. Shaking her head, I put my hand on her shoulder for comfort. "I know you two were close; we only found out this morning, you're our first stop."

She looked at me, eyes glazed, she was fighting the tears. "Why her, any idea who?"

"Not yet we're just starting the investigation."

She gathers herself. "So, how can I help you two gorgeous ladies today." She tucks her feet under, sitting cross-legged on the sofa. She gives Mel a sultry gaze. I set the recorder on the coffee table.

"First off, tell me about your relationship with Jocelyn."

"I've been bisexual since high school; had several lesbian lovers," she pauses, obviously flirting, checking Mel's reaction. "Gary never knew. I met Jocelyn when she was a new girl at my yoga class, I was directly behind her, a gorgeous, young, sexy, blonde, terrific body, wearing tight, stretchy, black yoga pants and a halter top. I wanted this nubile nymph; I spoke loudly, everyone in class heard me,

'You're stunning, sexy as fuck; you've got an alluring ass and a captivating camel toe; do you have someone who appreciates you properly?' Now this obviously stopped the class. Jocelyn was stunned, embarrassed; she sat on her mat hid her face in her hands. I repeated, 'well, sexy, do you have someone that satisfies you like you deserve?' She was red faced, nervous. It took her much too long to respond; I knew then that she wasn't sexually satisfied. If she was, she'd easily have answered yes, or at the very least nodded. I moved closer, stated, I'll pleasure you.

Jocelyn meekly, barely above a whisper, replied,

'I'm engaged'

I leaned over her and again loudly stated

'I DON" T CARE: I" LL EAT THAT TEMPTING TWAT PROPERLY;" I lowered my voice, my fingers on her cheek, thumb on her chin, I lifted her to look at me. 'Someone as sexy as you deserves to be satisfied every day. I sat and put my arm around her, kissed her neck. Whispered in her ear I prefer girls, you're the sexiest gal I've ever seen, you deserve to scream with sexual pleasure, something I know you've never experienced; I want to be the woman to give you that intense pleasure you deserve.

I invited her for a drink, she was nervous and said she had to get home to her fiancé. I took her phone, took my pic; no argument, tell him you made a friend at yoga and you're going for coffee with me.'

The entire time, Marg has been staring at Mel, as If it was Mel she was seducing.

We never went for coffee, we went to my house, we fucked most of that night and at least a couple times a week since. We became lesbian lovers and best friends; she joined the club shortly after us meeting; she even planned on cancelling her marriage."

Marg turned to me, I was expecting her to continue the story, but.

"Teresa, I sense you're seeking something sexual, you're different than Saturday, not so business like. You've got a sexual aura about you. Yet you're seeking more, aren't you? I also think that you're not totally satisfied."

I look at Mel, then away, uneasy, unsure how to respond; I was totally in shock, how's she's so perceptive.

"Uh huh, I knew it, I'm right." She leans forward. "Same as Jocelyn, you'd have answered if you were satisfied."

She turned back to Mel. "Mel you aren't getting anything at all, how long has it been since you've had satisfying sex?"

Mel's eyes went large, she didn't seem shocked at Marg's bold demeanor, I met Marg Saturday, I wasn't overly surprised, but her spot-on intuition amazed me.

"Ok, play shy, Mel, but you're a very sexy redhead and you deserve to be satisfied." Mel was blushing. Marg took Mel's hand, rubbed the back of it. "I have a vacancy in my bed for you, let me give you that immense pleasure you deserve." Marg brushes her erect nipple. "Look I've gotten horny thinking about our first fuck session."

She smiles seductively at Mel, knowing she's affecting her too.

I spoke to refocus on the task at hand.

"Marg, was there anything in the apartment Jocelyn might have ingested that no one else did? A drink, some food, maybe a cigarette?"

"No, I'm confident she didn't have anything that everyone else didn't share. She sat with the rest of us, shared wine and weed."

"And the bag of bondage supplies, where did they come from?" I ask as I jot notes; Mel appears to be responding to Marg massaging her hand as we chat.

"The bag of bondage items, Jocelyn brought them, I think they belonged to Megan or Gail, give me a moment I'll text them and find out."

As Marg texts, I notice Mel has relaxed and lust noticeable in her expression, she's obviously ogling Marg's boobs. Glancing my way, she squirms and bites her lower lip.

Marg set her phone down, "Gail's, the items were Gail's, she brought them to the party." Marg reconnected her gaze with Mel, a noticeable wide smile.

"Those were the items Doug used on you?"

"Yes," Mel and Marg seemed to be in a staring contest. I sensed a silent, sexy vibe being transmitted telepathically.

"Where did the other items come from; the stuff Jocelyn wore?" I continue taking notes.

"Those are mine. I often prefer pain with pleasure." Marg intentionally paused, gave a wink to Mel; "Unless I'm with a woman, then I devote myself purely to her pleasure." In a sexy, breathy voice peering at Mel. "When I'm with a sexy woman I prefer a slow, sensuous, stimulation." She licks her lips, her sultry eyes peering at Mel, obviously flirting; I can feel a powerful, sexual vibe happening. I glance over at Mel; she is flushed.

I continue. "Who had access to those items, where do you keep them?"

"I keep them in my nightstand next to the bed with my other toys," Again she looks and speaks directly to Mel, "my dildos, and strap-ons, are there, handy, available when necessary." It appears she's adding unnecessary info to my request but assisting in her rather obvious attempt to seduce Mel.

"Who else knew you had them? And did you place them on the bed."

"Oh gosh, many people knew about them, everyone at the party has had sex with me, on my bed, several times." She winks flirtatiously at Mel. "I guess I do something they like." Another wink and more proof she's seducing Mel.

"I've been promiscuous for years, with many people; I prefer sexy women though." Still peering at Mel, I notice Marg's nipples have hardened; Mel must have also.

"Doc took them out of my stash." Marg realizing Mel was staring at her, again licks her lips. There was an evident silent communication happening; I could recognize their sexual connection was strong; Marg has succeeded, I'm thinking they might pounce on each other soon.

"I'll need a list of recent people who had access to those items. You say Gary is unaware of your secret swinging sex life; did he know about your stash?"

That triggered her to look at me, there was a new concerned expression.

"Teresa, Gary is due home tomorrow, I must ask, will I be able to return to our place." She picks up her phone.

"I can text you the names of everyone I had sex with using those items."

"No, it'll be a few more days for sure, maybe longer. We have to find out where and how the drug was introduced to Jocelyn."

"Oh shit, I guess the jig's up, I'll have to come clean, that means Gary will find out about my secret sex life." She shrugs her shoulders. "Oh, well not like we had a satisfying relationship anyway." She dismisses the thought rather casually. "No, he hasn't been interested in any of my activities for a couple years now. That's why it's no biggie he finds out, we don't have a relationship anymore." She turns back to focus her attention on Mel.

"And where is Gary now?"

"He'll be home tomorrow; he travels as a salesman."

"What's the name of his company?"

"Ace electronics."

She was now openly teasing Mel; she cups her left boob with her right hand.

I'm not sure if there's reason to continue, I may have lost her attention.

I try, "when you were bound, did you know Gail and Megan entered the bedroom?"

"No, Doug and I watched Doc blindfold Jocelyn, place the gag, cuff her and start paddling her, they were on the bed when Doug pushed me to all 4's, blindfolded me. Doug wasn't that rough with me, not like I wanted, he played with my pussy more than he spanked me. I'm not complaining, he knows how to excite me." Marg was rolling her nipples, studying Mel's expression as she conversed with me.

"I could hear the swats and Jocelyn's gasps and whimpering." Marg tweaking her erect nipples through the light material, licking her lips.

{'It must be turning on Mel, I've certainly gotten more aroused.'}

Marg continues.

"Then the swatting I was receiving overtook my whole being. My senses always become highly aroused, overwhelming; Doug has done that to me several times, he's not too harsh, yet he makes me wince, and the sensations are ecstatic. My focus that night was to have as many tumultuous orgasms as possible; I wanted to get gang banged, and I did."

She puts her fingers under the tee, teasing her hard nipples. Staring at Mel.

"I even took 3 at once, a DP and a blowjob." Information she knew I already had; she was repeating it for the benefit of the seduction of Mel. Her nipples being manipulated, Mel staring, a huge smile, she lingers her right hand down to her crotch.

"Geez, Mel, I'm so horny just thinking about it." Tugging both nipples, licking her lips seductively, scrutinizing Mel's body language.

Mel was flushed, Marg's behavior has got her hot. I admit, I was wet as well.

"Rather warm in here." Mel removes her suitcoat. She is more well-endowed than I anticipated; the coat was hiding her voluptuous boobs. I was admiring the view in one of the voids between buttons, portions of her breasts are peeking through the expanse of uncovered space caused by her enormous boobs, her bra is blue lace. Marg sighs, as she too noticed Mel's straining bosom.

"Damn girl, those are exquisite, you shouldn't keep them confined; you definitely need to go braless, with assets like those you need to flaunt them. Gawd I would love to spend hours devouring you."

Marg rubs her upper thigh with her right hand, her left under her tee twisting a nipple.

"Please tell me you have red pubes, and not clean shaven." Marg lifts off her tee and cups her tits, rolling her hard, dark, erect nipples; she knows Mel's aroused beyond the point of resistance; and is making her move.

Mel blushes, lowers her head. Well, that answers my earlier curiosity about lesbian relations with Mel; my mind racing again with obscene thoughts; spinning scenarios that I will soon be involved in my first lesbian threesome.

10

"Hell, girls don't be shy, I recognize the lust in both your eyes. You're both horny; let's enjoy each other."

Marg unbuttons her shorts; she stands, lowering her cut-offs she kicks them across the room. She has a thick, trimmed, brown landing strip. Her labia almost imperceptibly peeking past her puffy mounds. A wide crotch gap. I'm not the only one checking, Mel's ogling the delightful vulva. Marg steps next to Mel.

"I try to seduce every sexy woman I come near; and you're both very hot." She reaches out, lifts Mel's chin with her left hand and deftly flips open 2 buttons with her right. Mel doesn't resist, her arousal is evident, Marg's fingernails follow the edge of the blue bra, from strap to strap, gingerly caressing the bulging white melons.

"Gawd they're spectacular, let me see more, don't be coy; I know you're ready."

Marg nuzzles the nape of Mel's neck and lifts the bottom of the white blouse, I know it's about to happen, I pick up my phone to record the action. Mel raises her arms, the blouse is tossed aside, Marg kisses the exposed flesh above the bra. Mel feigns some resistance but yields as Marg slid her hand under and lifts the blue bra. Her fingers gently squeezing the pear shaped, pointy tits, Marg licks her neck and nibbles an earlobe. Marg's hands go behind and unclasps the bra; kisses her fully on the lips

"You're a ravishing redhead," Marg pushes Mel back on the sofa, presses her leg between Mel's; squeezes Mel's tit, and her mouth went to Mel's; they shared a passionate kiss. She stops, just to say.

"I'm going to fuck you, Mel. Going to taste that succulent pussy, find your g spot and make you scream while writhing a sensuous orgasm." Then returns her mouth for a passionate kiss. Marg's leg is pulsing in Mel's crotch, fingers playing with the hard nipples.

Gawd I'm about to burst, my voyeur excitement kicked in when Marg was teasing her nipples, I raise my dress to rub my twat.

This lewd lesbian liaison is affecting me more than I would have thought.

Mel moans as Marg's hand roams lower pushing into her crotch.

Marg speaks softly, not much more than a whisper.

"Teresa isn't as needy; she's getting some at home. But Mel, you need this, you haven't had sex in quite a while; you've got several orgasms dammed up inside you that need releasing. You need to do nothing, just relax, let me fuck you, like you deserve." She shoves her tongue back into Mel's mouth, her leg pulsing.

"Sensitive, sexy, salacious sluts like you and I, need to be properly satisfied, often." Marg lifts the loose bra.

Mel's areoles are light red, or dark pink, not brown, her nipples quite tiny. Marg sucks on an extended tiny nub as her talented fingers undoes the clasp and side zipper on Mel's dress pants. Her hand disappears under the material, Mel falls sideways on the sofa, her head on the arm, she arches her hips, widens her legs, closes her eyes, and sighs deeply.

I might cum before her, I'm tremendously excited, my left fingers doing a number on my labia and clit, but I'm trying hard to focus on capturing the pornographic, libidinous lesbian action with my phone for Grant.