This story is the fourth in a series about a pretty detective named Ash and her slutty antics. The previous ones in order are, "A Round of milk for Everyone, A Round of Milk for Everyone Ch 2, and Undercover Slut." Read how she uses her good looks to satisfy her sexual desires.
A few months had passed since Ashley had worked undercover. It felt good to take down the sex crime ring in the Orlando area and now it was back to business as usual as a regular detective. Working with Erin, her law enforcement partner, they seemed to get in a rhythm and most of their cases were closed relatively quickly. Her professional life had never been better with the exception of one thing and that was her sexual desires started occupying her thoughts more and more.
Before the trip to San Francisco and working undercover, Ash's life had been normal. She was your typical, blonde, attractive, married, 32 year old, professional mom and wife with two small children that had a good time with her friends on occasion. She and Charles had always had a good sex life but those two experiences had inflated her internal sex drive.
San Francisco was a wild, much needed lesbian experience with Erin and Erin's wife Dee that can only be described as an orgasm-filled trip with nearly a dozen different women. After writing that off as hot but experimental debauchery, Ash worked undercover and ended up sucking several cocks in the gloryhole booth and getting gangbanged by a group of homeless men.
She had always been upfront with Charles and each time, told him what happened. He was so understanding and they often would use those slutty acts as a means to enhance their sex life. Her problem was now she was getting urges more often and they were getting stronger and harder to resist. Ash would look at Erin differently and think about fucking her during a drive in the middle of a case. She would actually reminisce about sucking a stranger's cock in the gloryhole booth and get extremely wet. Her gangbang was repulsive yet exciting. It was dirty yet thrilling. It was sickening yet amazing. She wondered how she could suppress those thoughts enough to keep her from acting upon them again.
Her work progressed and on a day Erin had taken off sick is when strong feelings had resurfaced. Ash was called to investigate some continuing thefts at an all-male assisted living facility called "The Golden Years." It was an upscale living quarters for elderly men that were in better shape physically and financially who did not have to reside in a nursing home. The men were retired doctors, lawyers, business men and tycoons that had made money in their working lives but now needed extra assistance with their health and wellbeing not what it once was. Across the street was an equally impressive facility for women.
Because the case was so low risk, Ash took it solo. She walked into the high rise building, looked around in amazement and mumbled under her breath, "Wow. This is where I wouldn't mind spending my golden years if I needed help."
One floor in the facility was dedicated to the medical needs with a nurse's station and health checkup rooms. There was a recreation area in the basement with shuffleboard, card tables, a small weight room, along with a pool table. The place spared no expense and almost seemed like a hotel.
"Hello. I'm Detective Ash and I was sent down to investigate the thefts. Can I speak to the building manager?" She asked while showing her badge to the receptionist.
The manager arrived and they sat down to discuss the incidents. Ash took notes and then asked, "You mind if I talk to Ralph?" Ralph had been the one robbed twice.
"Sure, he is down in the rec room. Just take the elevator to the basement," replied the manager.
Ash proceeded down and when the doors opened, she could see several old men hanging out, playing cards and shuffleboard. She approached the Orderly, dressed in camo scrubs and spoke, "Hi. I'm the detective and I need to speak to Ralph. Which one is he?"
Little did Ash know that the Orderly was an ex-con named Peggy who had recognized Ash from when she arrested several of her friends a couple years back. She was a larger, unattractive lady with a huge tattoo across her chest on the top of her boobs. A lesbian with many piercings, she replied in a hasty tone, "That's him in the red shirt."
Edgar, a 67 year old, who worked afternoon security for the building, was resentful of actual police. He had been rejected many times over trying to become a cop and felt that they thought they were better than he was. Even though he hated that profession, he could not deny Ash's good looks. He spoke to Peggy when Ash walked away, "So they send us her? She is too pretty to figure this out. Probably a typical dumb blonde."
Peggy snickered, "Yeah, I know that bitch. Little young Miss America there busted several of my girls over on the east side a couple of years ago. We will make sure she has no clue."
Little did Ash know that Peggy and Edgar were the culprits that committed the crimes. They had an elaborate racket going and would abuse their keys to strategically steal from the old men. They stared at Ash with daggers as she approached the card game.
"Excuse me. Are you Ralph?" Ash asked while showing her badge.
Ralph looked up and remarked, "Holy fuck! My prayers have been answered. Finally a gorgeous woman who has sought me out."
The three men at the table laughed and the other men had stopped doing what they were doing to stare at the gorgeous young detective. Ralph was a 74 year old widower with a thick head of white hair. Cocky and a leader type personality, he reached around to the back of Ash and squeezed her ass in her tight slacks then mumbled, "Damn girl, you have some tight junk in that trunk. It also looks like you have plenty of junk in that attic," referring to her large lactating boobs.
Once again the men laughed and Ash tried to deflect his crude comments in order to gain the information she needed, "Hello Mr. Sizemore, I need to speak to you concerning the thefts. Can I talk to you for a minute in private?"
"Only if you show me those balloons," he chuckled.
Once again Ash deflected his comment even though she was thinking he needed tasered and spoke with him in the corner. Although slightly covered by a professional blazer, her boobs were so big that both sides of the lapel curved outward in the shape of a light bulb accentuating her breast size through her red crop top shirt. After taking notes, she informed Peggy and Edgar that she would return the next day because her second victim was out with his daughter for the day.
Peggy smirked and when Ash left, she told him, "Look at her come waltzing in here with her blonde hair, body all tan, dressed in her tight slacks, wearing her jacket and pointed little Lulus camel suede flats or whatever the fuck you call them. I'm going to get her tomorrow. Did you see how all the men were looking at her?"
She looked around then smiled deviously, "Oh I have the perfect revenge. If you think those old fuckers are stirred up now...you just wait."
