Dead Swinger Part 6

We're driving from Marg's.

"Wow, I've only been on my new detective job a few hours, I must say, I like it a lot, a whole hell of a lot, I never expected it to be so exciting, and satisfying."

She giggles.

I pull in and park in front of a well-known chain of ladies' dress shops.

"Come on." I step out of the Jeep.

I went straight to the light summer sweaters, grabbed 2, a pale green one and a white and peach one, then promptly to a skirt rack.

"Pick a short one, not a micro mini, mid-thigh, short enough to entice provocative thoughts." I wink. She removes one, holds it up, "Ya," I nod approvingly, pass her the sweaters, "go put them on." A couple minutes later she emerges from the change room. The sweater is snug, enhancing her breasts, the skirt, hugs her hips treating a seductive attraction to her thighs and trim bum.

"OH YES, and definitely burn all your bras." I chuckle.

What a transformation, from a dowdy librarian to a super model. Mel looks spectacularly sexy. I followed her into the dressing room, slide my fingers up the back of her leg squeezed her cheek as we kissed passionately. I left her to change and I paid for the outfits.

As I fire up the jeep, "I want you to come home with me for supper, meet Grant." She tosses the bags in the back. "Sure, any chance you have some salacious sex scenario in mind?"

I maintain eye contact, purse my lips, tip my head, shrug my shoulders, smile profusely; her enlarged smile indicating we were in silent agreement.

I drove to the coffee shop, as Doug agreed to meet there at lunchtime. It was fairly full, and Doug wasn't there, so we found a table, ordered lunch, then I sent a text to Grant.

My text: hey lover get your voyeurism on; I just had another sexy visit with Marg. I took a video. Here's a sample,

{I sent a couple pics of Marg standing naked as she was seducing Mel.}

Grant's reply: OMG, I'm hard, that's hot.

My text: Oh, so you get turned on watching two girls? {Sent pic of Marg eating Mel on the sofa.}

Grant's reply: I'm thinking I enjoy watching anything sex related. Lol.

My text: Cap hooked me up with a new partner, bringing Mel home for supper, thought I'd warn you in case you were home before me and planned on posing naked on the sofa, with a bow on your hard cock. LOL.

Reply: Now that's a great idea, I think I'll do it. Want me to order in? BBQ?

My Text: totally up to you; surprise us.

Grant Reply: Ok. With a red or white bow? LOL

I showed Mel the texts, she lost it, laughing loudly.

Doug arrives, he appears obviously smitten, he can't take his eyes off Mel.

"Hi Doug, this is my partner Detective Burns, or she prefers Mel."

"Wow, Detective Mel, you are a ravishing redhead. I was impressed when I met Teresa, but dayum, our finest is truly becoming our finest."

Mel gestures for him to sit. "Easy tiger, down boy, I got a few years on you."

"Maybe more academic education or job experience, but I know I could teach you many things about carnal knowledge."

Before they get further involved in a verbal skirmish, I state matter-of-factly.

"Ok Doug, ease up on the libido, we require a DNA sample and fingerprints, so we can eliminate you as a suspect in the murder of Jocelyn."

"What the fuck." He stammers.

"Am I a murder suspect." His eyes widen, mouth agape, his fingers clasp the edge of the table as he pushes back.

"Yes, Jocelyn was dosed, with a drug that induced her heart failure. We need to eliminate you as a suspect."

"What. Uh, do I need a lawyer?" He's very agitated.

"I don't know, do you have anything to hide, if you're innocent, give us your DNA and fingerprints and help us find who did this."

"Uh, ya, sure ok. Uh what do I need to do?"

"Sometime today go to the station, tell the desk sergeant your name, my name, and why you're there." The waitress delivers our food.

I continue between bites. "First, did you share any items from the bag you carried into the bedroom, with anyone but Marg?"

"Uh, No." He responded, still very nervous.

"Ok, tell me where the items Doc used on Jocelyn were located."

"Doc got the stuff from Marg's nightstand stash."

"Ok, when you go to the station give a written statement of everything you can remember from that night, even the smallest detail, might be the clue we need."

"For sure, I will," His breathing has normalized, "damn, I can't get my head around this whole thing; murder, who would want to hurt Jocelyn. She was so sweet, so sexy; I had a crush on her, I loved hooking up with her. I even asked her to dump that loser, Brian."

"Ok, stud, your free to go."

As he stands. "How about you, ready to go? To hook up, you're both gorgeous, I've got great stamina, I can satisfy 2."

I smile, "Maybe someday stud, but not while you're a suspect."

He stood, a wink, "I bid you adieu, my fair ladies." He rolled his hand in a royal court gesture, as he bowed and backed away, we chuckled.

Mel dives me a concerned look. "Uh, we hooked up with Marg, isn't she a suspect?"

"Whoa that needs to remain our secret, and I doubt she's a suspect. She's Jocelyn's lover and bestie, she was also tied up in the same room; I'm inclined to think she was the intended victim." I raise my eyebrows take a bite of my open Denver.

"My working theory at this time, so don't you repeat this. I think Marg was the target, she was supposed to use her items, from her stash, in her home." I continued as I ate. "The dual bondage party put Jocelyn on the bed not Marg. Now do not repeat that, it's my gut feeling at this point; we need to prove it."

Mel shakes a French fry at me. "Ok, I agree with your theory and our tryst at Marg's will remain our secret."

After lunch we return to the precinct. I chat with Cap.

"Jone's forensics confirms there was a drug that causes heart attack in the victim's system, traces were found on the ball gag. This is a premeditated homicide."

"Sir, I propose Marg was the target, and Jocelyn was simply the wrong person, in the wrong place, at the wrong time."

Cap replies.

"Ok, you need to prove it, who do you think is the best suspect at this time? Jocelyn's fiancée and Doc still need to be interviewed."

I respond. "I'm thinking Marg's husband discovered her secret stash, laced the gag to do in his cheating wife. A crime of passion, but unknowingly got the wrong person."

Cap nods. "Ok, bring him in and interrogate him."

I intend to, "He'll be home tomorrow."

We meet up with Carlson, he details he's interviewed Doc and Brian, got their prints and DNA; his assessment is neither are suspects.

Next, we went to Esters. Victor answers the door.

"Ello mates." Victor is Australian, a tall fine-looking bloke, likely often mistaken for Crocodile Dundee.

"C'mon in, Esters on the patio, this way."

We went through the living room; he slid open the patio door and Ester rose to greet us.

"Ello dearies, want some cool libations, beer, whiskey, wine?"

"No Ester were on the job, this is Mel, my new partner."

"Victor, get them some lemonade, and stop ogling the gorgeous redhead; you already had your fling for this week with Judy."

She gestured for us to sit under the umbrella.

"Sorry about that Mel, he thinks he's a satyriasis, a male nymphomaniac. He claims he needs sex at least once a day; to satisfy his libido. He must masturbate a bunch; because he certainly doesn't get any more than most men."

I place the recorder on the table and flip open my notepad.

"I just need to confirm a couple things, as this was definitely a homicide, Jocelyn was dosed with a drug that induced a heart attack." I could see the shock on Ester's face.

"So, Victor never went in the bedroom?"

"No, he left with Judy, right after we shared weed, before they went into the bedroom."

"And 5 guys, Doc, Doug, Clayton, Deshawn and Joe. 2 girls, Megan and Gail were the only ones to go into the bedroom while you were there?"

"That's correct." Ester replies.

I turn to Victor, "Victor what time did you arrive Friday night?"

"Oh, I'd say a bit before 7."

I continue, "Who was there when you arrived?"

"Just Jocelyn and Marg."

I turn to Ester. "So, neither of you ever went in the bedroom?"

"No." Ester responded.

"OK, that's all I need for now." I put away my notes and recorder.

"So would you consider joining our club, either of you?" Ester asks.

"Ester, many of your club members are under investigation for murder; so no thank-you, besides, it would damage our case if we got involved."

"Well, you're both so delectable, remember 'Fantastic Fantasies' can come true."

Ester walked us to the door.

"G'day mates," Victor called from the kitchen as we departed.

We return to the station to write out reports, we got several catcalls and whistles as we walked through the station. It felt damn good, even if it was Mel that caused the majority of the interest.

I went directly to Cap, he set down the folder he was reading.

"I'm leaning towards Gary, if his DNA or prints match any of Marg's sex items, he's guilty. He supposedly wasn't aware of Marg's partying, or that she even had the stash of sex items. But it would be motive if he discovered her toys, leading him to believe she was having extracurricular sexual activities."

Cap picks up the folder and without looking up. "Well, let's get his prints and DNA tomorrow."

Mel followed me home; knowing Grant would soon be home, we quickly shower together, playing but not getting freaky. I put on my favorite two-piece swimsuit and give Mel my teeny string bikini.

"Dayum Mel, it never looked that good on me, those magnificent melons really look good barely hiding behind those tiny triangles. Your curly crimson locks really contrast that bright yellow color, I concur with Doug, you're ravishing." I adjust my suit, "are you willing to spend the night if Grant agrees?"

"So, it was your plan all along to seduce me into a threesome?" She places her hands on her hips.

I put my forefinger to her right nipple, circle the tiny bump with my nail. "Uh, er ahh, is it working?" I run my fingers lower and follow the edge of her skimpy bikini bottoms. "Well, if you're not interested, why are you hanging around?" I chuckle.

"I kinda like my new partner, and I'm hanging around er uh" She turns away. "I uh I am, I'm hoping Grant's a good looking fellow and waiting to find out he is a good fucker." She giggles, we kiss passionately. "You're not as good a seductress as Marg, but ahhhh yess, it's working, consider me seduced." She wraps her arms around my neck and intimately open mouth kisses me. "Tess, did you already arrange our threesome with Grant, or you have a plan? I could just attack Grant aggressively when he shows himself?"

"Grant's a voyeur, he's unaware my new partner is a woman, if seeing you in that bikini isn't enough to send his libido into overdrive, we'll give him a little lesbian action.

I grab 2 beers and a joint and we go to the patio. The joint and beers are gone when I hear Grant arrive, I meet him inside the patio door, we kiss intimately.

He whispers, "Tess, it's not lingerie, but you're dressed rather seductively," He suspiciously asks. "You must have some sex scenario planned with your new partner, have you already started something with him? Is that why you're dressed like this?"

"Oh Grant, you have a suspicious dirty mind, Mel's on the deck, I just came in for beers, and grab a joint." I kiss his cheek, "Whatever makes you think I'd have an ulterior motive?" I bat my eyes and rub his crotch.

"Bring 3 beer and join us out there." I hustle out and we stand beside each other, our arms around each other's waist, facing the door waiting to see Grant's reaction when he steps out.

Grant's mouth drops, he is stunned.

"Grant, Mel, Mel, Grant." We wiggle our bosoms, huge smiles, Grant's speechless, his eyes scanning Mel, mouth agape. I go to him, lick his neck, and whisper,

"Do you think she's hot?" My fingers check to see if his dick has approved.

"We haven't hooked up, but we've kissed." I rub his dick and continue; "would you like to watch us for a while and share a joint." All I got was a bit of an incomprehensible murmur. I took 2 beers from him as he sat, passed one to Mel, took a large gulp, set it down. I lit the joint, took a long toke, passed the joint to Grant, placed my hand around Mel's neck, she rose, and I seductively shot gunned her my smoke, culminating in our lips locking. Our hands cradled each other's necks as we make out, some open mouth and some French kissing before we separated.

I took a swig of beer and another toke, moved behind Mel, reached around cupping her large boobs as I nuzzle and kiss her neck, watching Grant to see its arousing effect. Mel closes her eyes and leans her head back; I whisper.

"It's working, he's aroused. I'd like to tease him for a couple hours; you into that?" I nibble her ear; I graze my fingertips over her tiny nipples.

"It'll be stimulating for us too." I quickly flip the bikini top, flashing one of Mel's tits.

While whispering, "Mission accomplished, that's enough for now," I step back pick up my beer. "So, what did you plan for supper my love,"

I move to his lap; his dick is hard trapped down his thigh. I whisper in his ear. "Hmmm." I squeeze his boner, "seems you approve of my sexy partner; would you want I should eat Mel? I think she'd be a delectable dessert." I rub his firm dick through his pants.

"Do you think she has red pubes Grant?" I continue to rub his dick, kissing him passionately.

"Not sure you could BBQ, hell, I'm not sure you can even walk my love. Is that hard cock because she's so damn sexy, did you get turned on seeing me kiss my new partner. Are you wanting to fuck her? I'd like to watch your cock sliding in her as I'm underneath her licking her labia." I stand grab my cell. "Here's my phone, you can order."

I move to Mel lean over, wiggle my ass in front of Grant, as I kiss Mel.

I whisper to Mel. "He's horny as fuck, I'm not sure his brain ha enough blood to think rationally, he's likely thinking with the muscle stuck in his pants. He's gonna ask what you want. Go for it, tease him, be raunchy, I want to watch him squirm." I peck her cheek and rub her tit.

12

"Mel, you're our guest what would you like?" Mel got up, seductively struts to Grant, sits sideways on his lap, wraps her arms around his neck and breathes into his ear.

"I have some hot ideas about what I'd like, but I'd like to hear some of your suggestions." She caresses his neck, and tugs gently on his earlobe with her lips.

"Do you know what you want? We know what we want." She wiggles her butt, "Is that a roll of quarters in your pocket or are you happy to see me, Grant?"

She kisses his neck, and her hand goes to his crotch. She has a grip on his shaft. Teresa shared with me today you're somewhat of a voyeur, she also claims she's never tasted another woman, and I desire to do a threesome." Mel seductively whispers, wiggles her bum. "You interested in fucking me?"

"I recently broke up from a 3-year relationship, it's been a while since I had any cock, I'm extremely horny." She nibbles his ear, rubbing his dick.

"Do you want to watch me fuck your wife. Watch her lick my wet pussy as I finger and lick her cunt?"

Grant sighs deeply. Mel kisses him tenderly on the lips.

"I like anal, I love sucking cock." Her hand is squeezing Grant's rod.

"I've never had the pleasure of being ass fucked while eating cunt; oh, Grant, that's a fantasy of mine; would you do that to me?" Her fingers are squeezing his rigid rod. "Fuck my tight ass, as your wife squirms, having a climax under me."

Still rubbing his dick, she licks his neck, and softly whispers. "We need to find out how much your wife likes eating cunt. Grant when Teresa and I are in a 69 will you fuck me up the ass?"

Mel stands chugs a major portion of her beer.

"Your wife invited me for supper, with the intention of having a threesome; if you can't make up your mind, I guess I might as well go home."

Mel looks my way, winks; moves to me; I grab her around the waist and kiss her feverishly. Mel's fingers pull my suit off my shoulders, her lips surround a nipple and tug. Turning us sideways so Grant gets a better view.

My tits are exposed, nipples hard and glistening with Mel's saliva. "I want another beer, anyone else?" No response, I take Mel's hand we enter the house, leaving Grant on the deck and go for beers.

"Geezus Teresa, what's up doesn't he speak, he's hard, yet nonresponsive?"

I shrug my shoulders, "I know him, he must be overwhelmed; he's obviously horny, he's rock hard. I'd say he's stunned, just unsure how to proceed. Give me a few minutes with him. Ok?"

Mel nods.

I take a cold beer to Grant; sit on his lap; he takes a swig.

"Sorry Hon, I was wrong, springing this on you, I thought you'd be ecstatic, thrilled at me bringing home such a gorgeous gal, thinking you'd be ecstatic, watching a live lesbian show. I understand I was wrong." I give him a light kiss on the lips.

"I'm sorry, you order supper, we'll change into sweats and have a simple evening getting to know her better." I put my arms around his neck kiss him intimately.

"I endured watching another lewd sexual performance today; I recorded it for you, it really affected me, I had to masturbate, I was on the chair a few feet away." I groan, nuzzle his neck, "Again, I'm sorry, this dead swinger case has made me so horny, and she became my new partner today. We were sharing sex stories, our preferences, and fantasies after her same sex romp with Marg."

I put my face, so our cheeks are touching.

"I anticipated this meet and greet all wrong, I should have gotten your permission first." I kiss him and go inside. "I'll explain it to Mel."

"Mel let's get dressed, I was wrong, he's not ready."

We're in the bedroom, naked, just removed our swimsuits; Grant appears in the doorway; I'm sitting on the bed, holding my sweats, about to put my feet into them; Mel's got one foot in her skirt.

"Tess, Mel, I'm such an ass, I don't know why I froze, I must be some kind of stupid." He moves to sit between us. "No, I must be 'ALL' kinds of stupid." He puts his arm around my waist. "Two extremely alluring, stunning beauties and I'm inept, like a bumbling teenager," Grant shakes his head turns to Mel. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME!"

He rips open his shirt, popping all the buttons, showing his hard abs; Grant has a great body, not body builder rock hard like Deshawn, but decent.

"Mel, Tess obliged me my fantasy last night, she wore sexy intimate apparel, that really turned me on; she danced seductively, further arousing us both, then let me watch her masturbate to orgasm. We made intimate, romantic, passionate love well into the night." He twists to me; "Tonight, it's her turn. Tess, my love, my life partner, what fantasy do you wish to fulfill tonight?"

"Oh, Grant." I toss my sweats aside, jump into his arms, wrap my legs around his waist and stick my tongue as far down his throat as I could, after a few moments I peer into his eyes. "Are you sure? I think you know what I want to do."

"I am very sure, happy wife, happy life." He set me down on the bed. He backed away, opens his pants and pushes them to the floor. His cock is more than adequate over 8 inches, his wide girth and semi hard cock sure looks good pointing to the ceiling fan.

I turn to Mel finger wagging, beckoned her to me.

"You ok with Grant as an audience?" I ask.

"I am, but I sure hope he'll give me the pleasure of stuffing that stiff shaft in my butt." Mel looked at me then Grant.

"Grant speaks, "Oh, I most certainly will; do you mind if I video you two?"

"If you swear it won't get posted on the internet; I know you both like recording sex acts to watch later. Grant scurries for his phone. We embrace and fall onto the bed.