Undercover Detective Ch 03

September 2010. The night of Monday 20th.

Holly's phone buzzed with the notification of a new message. Her breath was still shallow and rapid after her intense orgasm just moments ago. Her fingers still gently but casually rubbing her wet pussy and aroused clit as the sexual climax ebbed away slowly. Her eyes blinked open as she took a deep breath and collected her thoughts. Holly's right hand still held her left breast firmly. She didn't seem to have the willpower to remove her hand from there.

'Why was my orgasm so intense?!' Holly wondered as she idly touched herself between her legs. Holly never usually touched her breasts to make herself cum like that. Perhaps she would sometimes pull gently on her nipples or pinch them a little to get herself aroused but nothing like this.

Why was she thinking about DCI Chapelle's hand on her body while she masturbated? Holly couldn't understand why she had done that. She had stopped looking at her boyfriend's big cock selfie and started touching her breast in the same way that Chapelle had molested her earlier that day. Was it thoughts of Chapelle's hand on her skin, her breast, that had brought her to a pleasurable orgasm? Holly removed her hand from her pussy and covered her eyes in mild disgust. She became instantly aware of how wet her pussy was by the state of her fingers over her eyes.

Her phone buzzed again. Holly was about to pick it up but realised her fingers were still slick and a little sticky from her pussy. Leaning over she reached for her phone with her other hand whilst sucking on each of her wet fingers from the other. She made soft murmurs of appreciation as she tasted herself and looked at the messages from her boyfriend. A slight smirk crossed her full lips as she read the messages carefully and continued to suck her two fingers clean.

"Are you having fun wanking over me?" she replied. An instant later Holly's phone started to ring. An eager video call from her boyfriend.

"Hello!" was Holly's greeting. Practically whispered with a soft sultry affectation to her voice.

"What were you doing? I've been waiting for you to get back to me!" the urgency in his voice was apparent as he stared intently at his phone screen taking in the sight of Holly's face.

"I was taking a long shower." She stretched out the word 'long' for emphasis. She could see the smile on his face broaden as he replied, "Did you enjoy yourself in the shower?"

"No." She let the word hang in the air teasingly before finishing "But I did enjoy myself on the bed afterwards looking at your cock." It wasn't a complete lie. She propped herself up on her pillows and sat a little straighter.

"I've been thinking about you and looking at your pics as I stroked my cock" he answered.

Holly was flattered. They hadn't seen each other in over a week. Mickey, her boyfriend, hadn't been able to help her move into her new flat over the weekend. Instead it had been her younger brother Luke who had assisted with the packing and unpacking of what seemed like an endless quantity of tea crates and boxes with things that she needed. Anything that couldn't be packed into the rental van had gone back with Luke to their family home. Holly had missed a couple of calls from Mickey over the weekend and he had missed her returned calls. Mickey and Holly were a new enough couple to not be living together but they were reasonably close to taking that big next step in their relationship. Now, they were literally over a hundred miles apart instead of just a few.

It was now awkward for them to see each other regularly since Holly got promoted to her London post. Their last night together was almost a sad farewell. Holly had considered ending the relationship and switching it up to 'friends only.' Mickey had seemed to sense what was on her mind and was reluctant to go down that route as he had made it obvious and clear that he wanted them both to keep on seeing each other. And why not? Holly, without being conceited about it, was a catch wasn't she? Why wouldn't a man want to keep her?

Holly had enjoyed that of sex with Mickey. That night was now officially ten nights ago. Mickey had collapsed on top of her after a relatively short but frantic fuck, his chest heaving with the effort of trying to catch his breath after he had cum all over her pussy and belly. That was the last time Holly had felt his cum splashing onto her body. The agreement between them was that Mickey would wear a condom for penetrative sex but he could take it off to cum on her body when he was close to his orgasm. Holly had thought that he hadn't meant to cum so soon especially as they hadn't really engaged in very much foreplay. Perhaps he was just too excited at being inside her hot, tight pussy.

Ten nights ago. Holly thought about the status of their relationship now and logically considered what the next steps might be for them both.

"You know that I've been thinking of you too." Holly's reply was silky and mostly true. She teasingly tilted her phone so he could see her face and big full tits on camera for a few seconds before tilting it back up again.

"Ahhh" was his reaction and she could see the tell tale movement of his right upper arm that indicated he was stroking his cock as he stared longingly at her. Then came a soft groan of disappointment when she had shifted the camera back to her face.

Holly didn't want to do this with Mickey but some compulsion took over. Her mindset changed. It was as if she felt that she owed Mickey something. She didn't. Since when did she owe anybody anything except her younger brother?

She smiled again. Almost teasingly again as she looked at him through her phone screen.

"Wank for me. Stroke your cock for me." Mickey did as he was instructed and Holly then moved the phone down to between her thighs. Giving Mickey a perfect view of her neatly trimmed pussy. Holly liked keeping it tidy between her legs and had an inch wide landing strip of hair on her pussy mound.

Mickey stroked his cock fast enough to satisfy his lust but not so daft as to cum really quickly. Holly rubbed her pussy slowly. Taking a finger and using it to stimulate her clit as Mickey stroked his cock over her. For her. Holly moaned as she played with herself and then she started to move her hand up again to her left breast whilst keeping the camera on her phone fixated on her glistening wet pussy. She played with her left breast. Massaging it and squeezing hard as Mickey pumped his thick throbbing cock as he looked at Holly's pussy. Mickey could not see what Holly was doing to her left tit and nipple. What would Mickey say to her if he knew that another man had sexually molested his girlfriend just a few short hours ago? Whilst this thought was running through Holly's mind there was a burst of grunting from Mickey as he made himself cum looking at her tight wet pussy.

"Fuck that felt so good Holly!" She wanted to hang up on the video call in that very instant but instead kept up the pretense that she was only thinking of him as she returned her hand to play with herself between her legs. Holly made herself cum once again and lied to Mickey easily and effortlessly. She told him that he turned her on so much that thoughts of his cock inside of her pussy made her cum. The truth of the matter was that, actually, another man molesting her body that same day had made her achieve that orgasm.