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Undercover Detective Ch 04

Undercover Detective Ch 04

by racheluwife
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September 2010. Tuesday 21st.

Holly awoke early. Naked. Quite unusual for her. Last night had been strange for her because of the video call with her boyfriend Mickey. They had officially started the long distance facet of their young relationship. Holly lay in bed staring up at the ceiling. The words 'long distance' didn't fill her with confidence about the future of their commitment to one another. She cast the thought aside and got out of bed abruptly. She needed a shower. The state of her pussy and thighs were a mess after her masturbation session in bed. It wasn't that it didn't feel good but she really needed to be clean enough for her morning run.

She quickly showered and changed into her tight fitting running apparel. Holly thought about putting in her ear buds and listening to music during her run but decided against it. She didn't have her running route planned out properly. Holly had looked briefly at her running app to see where other runners had achieved competitive times in the local area and decided to run to the local park. As a newly promoted detective in the Metropolitan Police she felt the need to keep herself fit and trim. The title of DCI for Holly Boston was novel and filled her with pride.

Holly checked herself in front of the full length mirror in her bedroom. She tied her hair up into a ponytail. Checked the time on her phone and headed out of her first floor flat. Once she was down on the quiet suburban street she set her running app with an easy target of five kilometres. That would take her just under twenty five minutes to run and she would be back home with enough time to shower again. Holly set off at a good pace.

She found the peace and quiet of the local park to be soothing. She only had to dodge around a couple of walkers out with their dogs. She kept up a good pace around the large park. There were several copses of trees around the edges that would provide shade from the late summer sun. As she ran along the solid path Holly became aware of another runner that seemed to be keeping pace with her. Her head turned ever so slightly so that she could catch a glimpse of the other runner some fifteen metres or so behind her. Holly wasn't aware that she had become tense when she had felt the presence of the person running along the path behind her until she noted that the runner was female. She also hadn't even noticed that she had quickened her pace until she felt the need to ease off a little. The muscles in her body relaxed and she could feel herself drawing easier breaths of air as the other runner drew closer.

The woman behind her caught up to her after a minute or so and breathed out a "Good morning!" to her as she was about to pass.

"Morning." Holly breathed back in a low voice. Both of them seemed to find a similar pace and settled into a comfortable jog. Holly cast sidelong glances at her. She was taller than Holly and the long legs of the runner made it appear that her strides were effortless and easy. Holly studied her carefully with envy.

The woman now running beside Holly seemed to notice that was being actively appraised and introduced herself. "I'm Freya. I run along here most mornings."

"Holly." was all that she offered in reply. She was even more envious now. Named after a Nordic Goddess? 'How fitting' was the thought that ran through Holly's mind. Tall. Beautiful. Athletic. Freya was everything that she admired in a woman.

After a few moments of silence Holly felt the compulsion to break it. "I just moved into the area and this is my first run around here." For some reason this brought the biggest smile Holly had ever seen a person could ever have.

"Perhaps we can run together if you are out at this time?"

She turned her head towards Freya as she ran. The idea certainly appealed to her and they slowed their pace a little so that they could converse without being out of breath. They arranged to meet at the main park gates at the same time each morning to run and if either of them wasn't there they'd run alone.

Freya was keen on having another woman running with her as she has been approached by several men in the park whilst out running alone. Holly understood instantly. Her mind flitting back instantly to the moment when DCI Chapelle gripped her breast and then proceeded to unbutton get blouse and slip his hand down inside her bra to get a better feel off her body. Freya couldn't have known that she had just triggered Holly but she noticed the look on her face and asked if she was okay. Holly shook away the thought and smiled.

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"No. I'm fine." A contradiction in the reply that would escape most people but not, it seems, Freya. She stopped suddenly and Holly slowed to a stop and walked back to Freya.

"Holly? I know that we've only just met but if ever you need to talk?" The unspoken words were inside Holly's mind screaming at her over and over again.

What happened next caught Holly by surprise and she would not have thought that this would have been possible. Especially in what she thought was a cold hearted place as London but Freya wrapped her arms around her tightly and gave her a warm hug. Holly was tense at first. However, with each passing second Holy seemed to melt into the embrace and relaxed in Freya's soft slender arms.

A tear rolled down Holly's cheek unexpectedly. This caught both of them off guard. They just stared at each other for a long intense moment.

"I'm so sorry. I don't know why that happened." Holly said quickly in a distinctly embarrassed voice as she wiped away the errant tear from her cheek. Instantly Freya grabbed both of Holly's hands and leaned in to give her a soft kiss on her cheek. The look on Holly's face showed Freya that she was just as surprised by that kiss on the cheek as she was.

"I'm really sorry. I don't know what just came over me! I shan't do that again. Promise." Freya said rather earnestly as she gazed into her eyes.

Holly smiled and kept a firm hold of Freya's hands in hers.

"You want to know something Freya? You have the poshest voice I have ever heard in my entire life!"

This brought sudden laughter out from them both and eased the tension out of Freya.

"And if you want to hug me and kiss me on the cheek then you can do that at any time!" More laughter from both.

They smiled at one another and then carried on around the park but this time at a relaxed walking pace.

It turned out that they lived literally around the corner from one another in similar flats from the same developers. Although Freya had a penthouse flat with a rather commanding view of the area. At least that's what she said. Freya had seemed to sense her scepticism at that and made a point of inviting her up at some point in the not too distant future so that Holly could 'experience the view' for herself.

Holly and Freya walked out of the park and went their separate ways once they reached the corner of the respective streets. Holly had time enough to shower and change before her journey to work. Her shower was slow and relaxed as she thought about Freya and her words of comfort. Pretty soon she'd be back at work and under the scrutiny of Chapelle. Her thoughts quickly turned back to Freya as her hand slid between her thighs. She closed her eyes as she put Freya's beautiful face in her mind's eye asking with her tall, slender but shapely frame. Her eyes flicked open as she realised that was rubbing her clit while thinking of Freya. Rubbing her pussy whilst thinking of another woman was something that Holly hadn't done for a long while now.. So long in fact that she couldn't quite recall when she last did that.

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Her left hand pushed out against the wall of the shower as she pressed her fingers harder against her clit. A faster rhythm of her hand against her clit made her pussy really wet now. Holly felt the need to have something inside of her but the reverie was broken by intrusive thoughts of having to get to work. With reluctance she stopped masturbating and got out of the shower and made herself ready for work. Hey pussy still felt moist even after drying herself off. Her mind was still ready for sex and so it was understandable that her body was too.

The journey to work on the London Underground train was crowded and uncomfortable but thankfully quick. She got through the security doors off the police building and made her way up to her office. The other desk that was vacant yesterday now had a collection of files stacked in the middle of it but there was no sign of the other occupant of the room. She sat down at her desk and looked at the photos that she had placed on her desk yesterday. There was a grubby fingerprint on the photo of her with her boyfriend Mickey. Chapelle's fingerprint. On the photo of her and Mickey on the beach in Spain. On her body. Her tits. The thought disgusted her.

"Good Morning Sweetheart." His voice startled her. Chapelle was standing in the doorway. 'Really? Do I have to deal with him before anything else today?' she asked herself. She was silent and didn't respond to his greeting in any way.

He took four purposeful strides into her shared office space and immediately put his hand on her shoulder before sliding it down to her tit. He was gentle as he groped her. She tried to turn her chair away from him but he used his other hand to hold the chair in place and spoke again.

"Didn't you want to say 'good morning to you too' sweetheart?" He squeezed her tit harder as he said it.

Then another voice replied "Good morning to you too sweetheart!"

DCI Merryfield entered the room and both men laughed at his amusing response to the question that was clearly not directed at him. Merryfield looked over at Holly and glanced at Chapelle's hand moving up and away from her tit. Merryfield didn't say a word about that and instead said "I'm Robert Merryfield but everyone around here calls me Bobby. You must be Holly?"

"Yes. Good to meet you Bobby." She smiled slightly and rose up out of her chair to shake his hand in greeting.

Chapelle ignored her now and said "I'll see you in briefing Bobby."

As soon as he was out of their office Bobby asked "Are you okay? Chapelle's hand wasn't where it should be when I walked in."

A big sigh from Holly "It's fine... I'm fine. I'm here to do my job without making any waves in my first week."

Merryfield nodded "Good." Not quite the response she expected. On reflection had she really expected anything different from a man who worked closely with her molester? It was clear to her that Chapelle had done this before and was never going to stop. Nobody was going to stop him here.

They exchanged pleasantries for a few minutes as they worked through the arrangements for their shared office space before making their way up to the next floor for the morning briefing. As they walked along the corridor for the main briefing room they found Chapelle waiting for them both along the way. They made their way into the briefing room and as Holly walked through the doorway she felt a hand grab her ass firmly. She turned and expected to see that it was Chapelle behind her but instead it was Merryfield. He gave her a smile as he let go of her ass.

'Fuck.' was the only word that Holly could think of.

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