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Caught in the Act Ch. 02

By: darrkmysticrayvn



Caught in the Act
His Best Friend's Mom







Phillip Wilson and Brad Johnson were inseparable, the best of friends and partners in crime you might say and had been ever since they were born. They did everything together and you never saw one without the other. 

Brad's mother Stella even jokingly referred to Phillip and Brad as Butch and Sundance and they even had an old timey old west Wanted Poster photo taken of them as Butch and Sundance.

  Brad and Phillip stayed friends through grade school, junior high and even high school. In high school they both ran track together were on the JROTC Military Skills team together and even had planned to room together when they started college, but something would lead to an abrupt ending to their friendship and make it look like a train wreck. 

  So what could lead to the sudden and untimely death of a long lasting lifelong friendship and would cause Brad to punch his best friend in the nose breaking it, making him tear up everything that reminded him of the friendship and runoff and join the Merchant Marines and even consider Phillip dead to him?

  You would thought Phillip had slept with his best friend's sister or even girlfriend and gotten her preggers to make a friendship that solid be totally destroyed and look like a bad episode of the Jerry Springer show. 

  Well if you guessed something like that, you wouldn't be too far off base; But it wasn't Brad's sister or girlfriend Phillip slept with, it was his mom Stella. Even though Phillip didn't end up getting Stella preggers, Brad was still pissed off and one could say rightfully so.

  Not that it mitigates the whole thing or excuses the deed that was done but hell, if you saw Stella, you would want to jump her bones her as well. What normal red blooded male couldn't help but want to do her even if it was just a fleeting thought. A guy would have to be blind, queer or have no sex drive at all not to find Stella at least attractive.

  Looking at her, was there any wonder why Phillip made the choice he did? Now some would say that "Come on dude that's your best friend's mom. That is an unspoken line you just don't cross." This story doesn't not attempt to pass moral judgment on Phillip and Stella it just details the events leading up to it and what occurred afterwards. I will leave you to deal with the moral issues on your own time. 

At age 39, Stella was a knock out; Both Mother Nature and Father Time had been extremely generous to her. Nature had blessed Stella with the flawless looks and body that would rival the Goddess Aphrodite and make her jealous and time had been kind to her in that Stella did not look her age but still had the beauty, attractiveness energy and stamina of a woman half her age.

  To give you a general overall idea of what Stella looked like, picture the well known porn Star Adele Stephens and cross her with the looks of the well known country star Taylor Swift. Add to those looks the charm of a fairy tale princess and the personality and charisma of a person who was outgoing and could light up a room with her presence then you would have the beginnings of what Stella was like.

  Standing about 5'9" tall and weighing 130 pounds, Stella measured 36DD-26-36 with killer curves nice sumptuous naturally big and full breasts, full ruby red pouty lips that begged to be kissed, long naturally curly(wavy) honey golden blonde hair that came down to between her shoulders blades and deep piercing crystal ice blue eyes that when you looked at them would captivate and ensnare your soul and hold it hostage.

  Stella also had long slender well toned legs that rivaled those of the world famous Rocketts dance troop. Seeing that Stella had been a dancer in high school it was only natural her legs would be that way. 

  Stella's pussy was nice and clean shaven and oh so perfectly pink. Her clit was full and her sugar walls would grip the sides of a man's cock and milk it for all it was worth. 

  Stella wasn't just all charm and beauty though. She was laid back, down to earth and "real" as you would call it. She was mostly a straight shooter and told it how it was. She was also kind considerate and loving and would go the extra mile to help someone if needed.

  Even though Stella was kind loving and down home kind of girl she wasn't an easy target for any con that may try to take advantage of her. Stella had a street smarts about her that would rival the best. She was also very intelligent and a very shrewd business woman. She could even get down and dirty when the situation called for it. 

  Stella could go the distance with any business opponent and possessed the cunning of a mountain lion, all the tenacity of a pit bull, the stubbornness of a Missouri Mule, and when the situation called for it, all the ruthlessness of a serpent.

  Stella also had her wild child side. She loved to party, smoke(including pot) and drink. She also was very sensual and very open about her sexuality but she kept that pretty much confined to adults only and behind closed doors but that would be a factor in her seduction of Phillip into her web of desire. Although he was a willing participant.

  So how did it all begin, well we need to turn back the clock some 19-20 years to when Stella was in college. Stella and Phillip's mom Nancy were much like Brad and Phillip, childhood friends who had grown up together Stella and Nancy were also on the volley ball team and dance team/cheer squad in high school

  After high school they even roomed together at the same college in Houston Texas and were in the same sorority. They also were on the cheer squad and color guard in college

  Nancy met Phillip's dad John and Stella met her husband Charles when they were both Sophomores in college. Charles was almost ten years older than Stella and had just finished his surgical residency and was one of the top young new up and coming Cardiothoracic Surgeons and had been hired by one of the leading Trauma centers in Houston.

  Stella and Nancy were in each other's weddings and you would have thought they pre-planned their pregnancies so their babies would be born near or on the same date but that wasn't the case. Providence had ordained their sons to be born within 8 days of each other with Brad being the older.

  Even though Stella married her husband Charles, there was some doubt In Charles's mind that he was the actual father of Brad because Stella had a fling a month before she married Charles and ended up having sex with some guy she met at a party who was a carnie.

  Charles never said anything. Charles knew babies couldn't pick their parents and was decent enough to make sure that Brad had a name and a future so he married Stella and gave her his name and made sure Brad would have a home to live in, although it would turn out to be a marriage in name only. 

  That wouldn't bother Stella though. She had her small home business known as Jupiter Data Systems where she did desktop publishing, wrote accounting and data base packages for small business. By the turn of the 21st century when the internet was booming, she began developing web pages for small business and large companies. 

  Also she would be busy raising Brad and Phillip so she poured herself into that and paid Charles no never mind. As far as Stella saw it, Charles had his life and she had hers. 

  Phillip and Brad would live just around the corner from each other in the same subdivision. Charles's job as a surgeon plus Stella coming from a wealthy family afforded them one of the better homes in the neighborhood. It was a palatial 5400 square foot 2 story home with 5 bedrooms including four room master suite and a bonus room.

  The master suite was used to be called a "his and hers" suite consisting of two spacious bedrooms, a spacious shared bathroom and a sitting room. Each bedroom measured 30 x 25 not including the walk-in closet. 

  Each bedroom was furnished with the finest cherry mahogany furniture which included four posted king sized bed, nice armoire, dresser and chest of drawers. The furniture was ornate and had finely carved designs on them.

  Each bedroom also had a very spacious walk in closet measuring fifteen feet wide, nine feet deep and twelve feet high ceilings. There was places to hang clothes plus drawers to put clothing or other items in.

  The bathroom was also very lavish. The bathroom could be entered by either each bedroom or the sitting room. There was a double vanity counter measuring eight feet long and made of the finest rose colored marble. There were two sinks one for him and one for her.

  The bathroom also had a sunken tub whirlpool bath with that you walked up two steps to get into and it was made of the finest tanish rose tile and large enough to seat three people comfortably.

  There was also a tile shower which was made of the same tile and large enough to have two people shower together comfortably with plenty of room to spare. Lastly there were two commodes and two closets to store towels and other toiletries which someone may want.

  The sitting room was nice as well It measured 16 x 20 and had a flat screen television mounted on the wall, a nice leather sofa recliner and gas fireplace. Lastly the sitting room opened to a balcony which overlooked the river.

  There was also a smaller guest house that measured about 1100 square feet which was fairly nice with fully functional kitchen and it would be the place Charles would end up living in at least until his divorce from Stella. 

    Phillip's parents weren't as wealthy but they weren't doing bad for themselves either. Philip's dad opened up fire and water damage restoration service and soon it took off and within three years they had five stores so it took all their time As a result Phillip would end up spending practically all is time at Brad's but Stella didn't mind. She thought of Nancy as a sister so Phillip was like family. 

  In Kindergarten Phillip began taking martial arts(mainly Karate) lessons. Brad decided to take them too but he lacked the discipline it took to stick with it and after three months he quit. Phillip however was a natural talent and loved it so he stuck with it. By the time he was 14 Phillip had earned his black belt and by the time he and Stella are caught as they say he had just attained his 3rd degree black belt.

  Even though Stella was a free spirit and open about her sexuality and considered nudity only natural she also wasn't a fool. She knew she would have to keep it age appropriate until they were older 

  Brad and Phillip never saw Stella in anything less than a bathing suit and that was when they were swimming around the house she wore a tank top and shorts or a long t-shirt but they boys never saw her naked.

  Shortly after turning twelve an event would occur that would cause Phillip to move in with Stella permanently. Phillip's grandparents(his mother's parents) were getting up in age and had a hard time getting around so Phillip's parents sold their businesses and moved to be closer to Phillip's grandparents.

  It wasn't a good situation and Phillip's parents thought it would be best for Phillip to stay where he was. After all, he had his friends and his parents didn't want to uproot him.

  They also knew eventually he would be going to college with Brad so if they were still taking care of Nancy's parents Phillip could come down to visit. They knew Stella would look after him She had practically raised him so why not let him stay with her. Therefore Phillip's parents named Stella as Phillip's legal guardian until he came of age at 18.

  Also right after Phillip moved in, Stella would end up getting divorced from Charles. When Charles tried to play tough and make it hard on Stella, she played dirty pool in her own fashion.

  Stella had friends who worked at the hospital and it was common knowledge at least among the rank and file workers(Doctors/Nurses etc) that Charles was a philanderer, something Stella had suspected.

  It turned out that Charles had a fling with many of the volunteer staff one of which was the Hospital Administrators granddaughter who also turned out to be underage.

  She used that information plus the threat of going public not only to the administrator but the DA so Charles caved and gave into Stella's demands. Charles didn't want to lose his job or his freedom by getting convicted on Statutory Rape charges. 

  As a result, Stella got the nice house which Charles had to continue to pay the mortgage on, one third his salary for life and when he retired she would get one-fourth of his retirement. Stella also got $7,500 month for Child support and Brad would stay on Charles's insurance until he was 25. Needless to say, she got what she wanted and made sure her and her son were protected.

  As Phillip and Brad progressed into their teenage years, Stella would begin to dress more revealing but still kept it PG rated. She maybe wore a night gown or a camisole and shorts but that's it.

  As all boys do, Brad and Phillip became curious about girls and one day after the boys turned 15, Stella caught them looking at porn on the internet. Instead of scolding them, she set them down and had the talk with them. She asked them about what they knew and what they had heard then she put aside any myths they might have had.

  Stella was blunt and candid but she was tactful as well. She told them that marriage was the traditional and ideal way to have sex but it also was reserved for a man and woman who loved each other deeply and were committed to each other and if they weren't married well that was okay to as long as there was a commitment. 

  She also said some people do sleep around and have unprotected sex but that was risky because of pregnancy as well as disease. If you were going to have unprotected sex, you should use birth control and the woman could have a special operation to tie her tubes as was in Stella's case.

  After Stella had that talk with the boys about sex, she was more open about dressing skimpily. Still she never went naked around the house but had no problems letting them see her in her bra and panties. After all they saw as much or more on television so what was the difference.

   After Phillip turned 17, he began getting the hots for Stella and Stella began seeing Phillip no longer as a little boy but as a handsome young man. He was not what you would call a pretty boy type like Justin Beiber or whoever the latest "teen-idol" is today. Phillip's good looks could be better described as ruggedly handsome, more along the lines of a young James Dean, John Wayne or Clint Eastwood 

   At age 17, Phillip had reached his adult height and was built solid you might could say. Imagine a huge linebacker for the Green Bay Packers or some other well known pro football team and Phillip was along those lines. Phillip never played football although he could have if he wanted to and was sought after many times.

  Phillip preferred his favorite sport which was of course his martial arts in which he did quite well for himself. He was strong, agile, light on his feet and had an incredible reach and almost super human speed. 

  He could strike without warning so most of his sparring opponents learned they had to be on guard at all times. Phillip was also very proficient in his sparring and his instructor nicknamed him "Ali" because like Mohammed Ali, Phillip could "float like a butterfly and sting like a bee."

   Phillip was also on the wrestling team and did very well for himself He had a low center of gravity and was very hard to pin down Usually it was Phillip who was doing all of the pinning and winning the matches and trophies. 

  Standing about 6'4" tall Phillip weighed about 210 pounds. He had short brown hair he kept cut fairly short not exactly a crew cut but not far from it. He also had hazel eyes with a hint of greenish blue in them 

  Even though Phillip was big tall and had a hulky build h had very little if any body fat. His weight was mostly from his large bone structure and huge muscles. His wrestling coach gave him the nickname Goliath because of his build and strength and because he was an ominous presence in the wrestling ring. Phillip chuckled at the irony of his nickname seeing that his middle name was David.

   Needless to say, Phillip had every girl in school chasing him; However, he still had this thing for Stella so but he never really figured it would amount to much. 

   Phillip tried his best to put aside his infatuation for Stella and date girls his own age but without much success. He still had the desire for Stella he couldn't shake but was afraid to act on it and thought it was just a one way street and not a mutual attraction.

  Phillip could have not been more wrong. Stella was very attracted to Phillip as well and saw him as a young stud pony she wanted to ride, but since Phillip wasn't of age yet(18), Stella would not act on it. However once Phillip turned 18 and was an adult, all bets were off. Stella would begin making her moves on Phillip and wasted no time in doing so.

  The day Phillip turned 18, Stella dropped all appearances and practices of modesty and the walls of sexual separation came down between them and within an hour or so Stella would catch Phillip in that web. However, Phillip was a willing captive. 

  The day Phillip turned 18 was near the end of May before school let out in early June. It was May 20th and it happened to be on a Saturday. Brad was still crashed upstairs asleep seeing that he and Phillip had stayed up and played PlayStation to almost 4:30 in the morning. Phillip hadn't even bothered going to his room. He just crashed in the den on the sofa bed which he had pulled out and was wearing nothing but his briefs. 

   It was about 7:45 when Stella came downstairs from her room wearing only a long full length see through cream colored lace robe she had purposely left open in front so Phillip could see her body.

  Stella had just walked into the kitchen and was in the process of making coffee in the coffee maker. She had just lit a cigarette and happened to look up into the den. She saw Phillip lying there on almost on his back but still on his side. The covers had been thrown off of him and Phillip's nearly naked body was lying on the couch.

   Stella could see Phillip's muscular arms, his muscular bare chest, broad shoulders and six pack washboard abs. But the thing Stella noticed most of all was Phillip's "package."

   Stella was about a good 25 feet from where Phillip was lying on the sofa bed but it was turned so Phillip was facing her. Stella could see that Phillip's cock was hard fully erect and rigid and that the head was poking out from underneath the waistband of his briefs. 

  Stella's pussy immediately went wet and she wanted so bad to jump Phillip's bones right then and there but she knew it was best take it slow or she might scare him off. Still, Stella couldn't help but instinctively let her hand go down to her pussy where she began to softly massage and rub it. The feeling of pleasure quickly engulfed her and she slipped one then two fingers into her snatch and began frigging herself.

  As she did, Stella imagined Phillip's cock inside her fucking her, his long hard tool pumping in and out of her as her pussy milked his cock. Stella could imagine the feeling of Phillip's manhood spunk deep inside her and Stella was so caught up in the ecstasy of the moment she didn't realize she had cum until the cuckoo clock struck the hour.

  Stella came to herself with a start and noticed she had flooded her fingers and the inside of her thighs with her sweet honey nectar and that there was a small puddle on the floor. Stella took a rag, wet it then wiped her thighs and the floor. She then took her fingers and just savored her own sweet juices and imagined she was sucking on Phillip's cock. 


Caught in the Act Ch. 02



Stella would then compose herself and walk over to where Phillip was. She knelt near Phillip and softly began stroking the bangs of his short chestnut brown hair.

  Stella could not keep her eyes off Phillip's cock and longed to touch it. Something in her mind said "Go ahead and touch it" and she mustered up the courage to do so. She softly ran her hand over Phillip's briefs feeling the hardness of his cock and Phillip stirred but did not wake. 

  Stella quickly removed her hand then pondered whether or not to continue and she finally gathered up the gumption to softly run her hand over Phillip's cock again through his briefs. Phillip stirred again but still didn't wake but she could hear him moan in his sleep.

  "Oh God yes Ms Johnson," Phillip said as he softly moaned in his sleep. "Mmmmm yeah baby."

  Stella knew Phillip was dreaming and she smiled because she knew that he was letting slip his deepest darkest secret fantasies. Stella took a chance and gently slipped her hand inside of Phillip's briefs and just lightly gripped the shaft near the top. Just as she did, Phillip's cock would twitch and suddenly Phillip came.

  Phillip moaned and grunted "Oh yes baby Take my hot jism into your sweet tight pussy," but still continued to stay asleep.

  Stella's hand and her fingers were covered with Phillip's hot cum and she wasted no time in slipping her finger into her mouth and instantly she was hooked and wanted more but that was all she did. Stella dared not chance more until Phillip had been properly prepared.

  Stella smiled a wicked grin decided she was going to wake Phillip up. "Wake up sleepy head" Stella softly said as she once again stroked Phillip's hair.

  Phillip moaned, stirred a bit then opened his eyes to see Stella's full naked body(frontal view) in front of him but he was still groggy and it didn't quite register at first.

  Then things came into focus and his mind became alert and he realized Stella was leaning over him and was practically naked. Stella's sweet sumptuous breasts were just inches from Phillip's lips.

  "Ms Johnson," Phillip rose up suddenly and grabbed a throw pillow from the back of the couch to cover his crotch area.

  That is when Phillip realized he had cum on himself and he blushed and did his best to conceal it. Stella knew that Phillip knew it but she decided not to mention it. She figured Phillip was embarrassed enough and she didn't want to make him feel any worse by calling attention to the fact that she had caught him having a wet dream.

  "What's wrong honey," Stella said with a smile. "Never seen a naked woman before? Now before you answer that one, don't forget that time I caught you and Brad looking at porno on the internet and if I remember correctly, you saw a whole lot more than what you are seeing now."

  "Yeah but that's not the same," Phillip stammered trying to plead his case.

  "Oh yeah what's so different about it, Stella countered. "I'm a woman, and I am hot and good looking," Stella continued then she added "and I am naked" and with that Stella stood up and let her robe drop to the floor so Phillip got a full view of her hot body.

  "Yeah but those were strange women," Phillip replied "After all you're my best friend's mom and well that ain't right."

  "So what's not right about it baby," Stella replied poo-pooing Phillip's argument as she knelt back down in front of Phillip. "I'm a woman and you're a man and we are both adults now so I don't see that the big deal is." 

  "And besides, I know about the secret crush you have on me," Stella added "and before you try to deny it, I have seen the way you look at me when you don't think I notice. I may have been born at night but I wasn't born last night."

  Phillip's eyes went wide then he opened his mouth to respond then closed it again. He was speechless. Phillip knew he was busted and blushed deeply red.

  "Um, ah, er," Phillip stammered trying to find something to say to Stella to try to explain himself and his feelings but he couldn't. "Oh crap I guess I'm busted huh," was all Phillip was able to manage to get out.

  "Yeah sweetie that you are, but hey don't be ashamed hon," Stella said lovingly as she sat on the edge of the sofa bed, putting her hand on the side of Phillip's face as she softly caressed it. "I am so very flattered. It makes a woman my age feel good to know that she is still hot and has what it takes to turn a man's head. And one more thing in case you are wondering, the feeling is quite mutual." 

  It took a minute for it to resister with Phillip what was going on but as soon as the gravity of what Stella had said sunk in, Phillip's eyes got wide and he blushed again.

  "I am flattered you find me attractive and don't get me wrong, I would kill to do it with you. It's just that your Brad's mom and well what would happen if he found out. I would hate to hurt his feelings. You know where I'm coming from?"

  "I know exactly what you are saying," Stella said with a soft smile. "I respect your feelings for Brad and glad you are such a good friend. But also I am a grown woman with needs and urges and I have chosen you to help fulfill them I hope you can see my point."

  "Anyway, there is no reason that Brad should need to know," Stella replied trying to reassure Phillip. "I am not saying that we out right lie to him, but at the same time we just don't have to blatantly advertise the fact. Don't ask don't tell is my point and If he finds out, then oh well, he finds out."

  Phillip pondered what Stella had just said as he milled it around inside his head probing it analyzing it and considering it. He knew he wanted Stella so very much. He would have given his soul to be with her but the only thing that was standing in his way was his sense of morality and duty to his friend Brad.

   It was a battle between Phillips desires and his sense of duty and morality and it appeared that his moral side had taken the advantage and won the argument. Phillip was about to tell Stella "Thanks but no thanks" when something in his being took over his guilt and replaced it with a strong insatiable desire for Stella and with that added the rationalization that "Hey what about your needs and wants?"

  Phillip stopped for a moment and considered that idea and the more he thought about it the more he began to realize Stella was right. After all they were both adults now and besides Phillip figured he was making a mountain out of an mole hill as they say and if Brad found out then well he just found out.

  "You know what Ms Johnson, you're right," Phillip replied. "I have given it some thought and like you said. We are both adults now and it is only fair that we should have the right to do as we wish. Besides I am probably worrying too much so I say we do what we want and if Brad happens to find out then so be it." 

  " Mmmmmmmm I am glad you agree Stella said with a lustful croon. "I promise you wont be disappointed. However there is one more small detail that we address, before we go any further" Stella added.

  "Oh what is that," Phillip replied inquisitively. 

   Well sweetie, if we are going to be lovers than I want you to drop the formalities," Stella added lovingly but bluntly, "No more of this Ms. Johnson crap. My name is Stella." 

  "Ms Johnson was my mother's name and I just so happened to have had the misfortune of being married to her son for twelve long hellish years, Stella continued as she feigned a shudder. So please no more of this ma'am or Ms Johnson garbage. After all, we are both adults here and all my friends call me Stella so that is what I want you to call me. Okay?"

  Okay Ms.." Phillip began to reply out of habit then he stopped and corrected himself. "I mean Stella. So where do we go from here?

  Stella perked up and got a devilish grin on her face. "Well hun, I had planned to give you a birthday present that you would not soon forget, Stella said with a seductive purr.

  " Oh what would that be?" Phillip replied coyly playing along with Stella..

  "Well it is something that every grown birthday boy needs," Stella answered Let's just say it's a gift that keeps on giving."

  Hmmmmmmm, sounds very interesting, Phillip replied doing his best impression of a Russian spy and stroking his chin. "I would love to know more about this present."

  "Well sweetie, I could tell you but I think you would get a better idea if I demonstrated it to you in person instead," Stella replied. 

  "Yeah, that's what they tell us in school," Phillip replied. "You learn better with hands on learning.

  "Mmmmmmmmm," Stella purred, "well don't you worry about that because what I have planned is very hands on and very interactive. The lessons also build on each other."

  "There is one small problem though that needs to be rectified before we continue," Stella" added. "To properly perform these lessons, the participants must properly dressed. After all these are a birthday assignment and participants must be in their birthday suits." 

  "It seems however, that one of us isn't properly dressed," Stella continued glancing at Phillip and calling his attention to the fact he was still in his briefs. "How do you suggest we rectify this situation?"

  It didn't take Phillip anytime to realize what Stella was saying so he removed his briefs and tossed them on to the floor.

  Stella's eyes lit up like a child's on Christmas morning when she saw Phillip's cock. It was so long(almost 9 inches) thick and rigid. Stella went wet again but was able to keep her composure but she did comment on how big it was.

  "OH MY we are a big boy aren't we," Stella said with a gasp..

  Phillip just smiled and took the comment in stride although it did make him feel good hearing that from Stella. 

  "So I am ready for my present now," Phillip added with a smile as he scooted over and patted the mattress to invite Stella over next to him. 

  Stella laid on the bed slipped under the covers and scooted next to Phillip. She put her arms around Phillip embracing him and pulled him to herself. Phillip took his arms and pulled Stella tightly so that her body was pressed up against his with his skin touching hers. 

  Phillip felt the warmth of Stella's skin next to his, the softness of her firm breasts as they lay up against his chest and the moistness of her sweet cunt as it rubbed up against his hard rigid throbbing cock.

  Stella was in Heaven, her deepest wish coming true and was having a hard time containing herself but she relied on her strong inner iron will which had served her so well in the past to be the anchor keeping her emotions in check. 

   Phillip was digging this too, so much so that his adrenaline was pumping, surging though his blood stream like a raging torrent causing his heart to be racing and his blood to be pumping, so much so, that he could hear his heartbeat pounding in his ear.

  "Are you okay," Stella asked smiling trying to keep herself calm as well.

  "Oh yeah I am perfect," Phillip replied enthusiastically "So I am ready when you are."

  "Well okay hon, here it comes," and with that Stella planted a gentle warm kiss fully on Phillip's lips.

  The kiss started loving and gentle and lasted a good ten seconds or so. Tongues met gently but were not probing. Bodies moved slightly and maybe pressed together a little but no heavy grinding together.

  As the kiss continued it gradually deepened. Phillip pulled Stella close and tight so her body was pressed against his and slipped his tongue into Stella's mouth which surprised Stella but she was pleasantly surprised.

   Phillip continued to deepen the kiss and Stella responded in kind and soon the kiss had evolved from a soft gentle loving kiss into a steamy and hot passionate deep tongue probing tonsil swabbing French kiss.

  Phillip pulled Stella even closer and soon their bodies were meshed together and began to slowly grind together as limbs intertwined. Hands also began roaming and exploring "vital" areas.

  Stella sensed Phillip wanted more and her hand went down to where Phillip's rock hard cock was. Stella grabbed the shaft and began gently stroking Phillip's cock. Phillip in turn placed his hand on Stella's pussy and gently began to massage it.

  Phillip decided to throw caution to the wind and give into the lustful and lascivious desires that were welling up in him. He knew he wanted to take Stella and he did just that.

  Phillip rolled Stella over so that she was on her back and he was on top of her. Phillip continued to passionately kiss Stella then he began to softly kiss and nibble the sides of her neck and under her chin.

  "Mmmmmm yes Phillip baby take me," Stella crooned softly "I am your dirty tashy little whore to do with as you please."

  Phillip softly began to bite Stella and bit harder and harder. This only made Stella that much hotter. Finally in one fail swoop, he bit hard and broke the skin causing a trickle of blood to begin flowing. 

  "Mmmmm yes baby bite me more," Stella passionately and lustfully moaned "I want you to take my life force. Let me become a part of you."

  Phillip bit Stella again and the flow of blood increased to a small but even flow. Phillip drank in Stella's salty sweet essence and Stella just purred with delight like a contented kitten as Phillip continued to drink in her blood.

  Philip then moved his way down and started sucking on Stella's breasts. Stella moaned and said with a breathy voice "Oh GOD yes baby, let mommy nurse her big boy." Stella cradled Phillip's head in her bosom as Phillip sucked her nipples.

  After spending about five minutes or so there, Phillip kissed his way down Stella's soft warm torso until he reached the top of her pubic region. Stella's long luscious legs instinctively parted opening the gates to the Garden of Eden where a Heavenly paradise awaited him.

  Phillip placed his head next to Stella's wet and waiting cunt and inhaled the sweet fragrant musky aroma of her womanhood. It made his head swim but he didn't care.

  Phillip placed his tongue on Stella's clit and softly began to run it up and down. Stella convulsed as the pleasure hit her and she came. Phillip tasted the sweet honey dew flavor of her Stella's sweet nectar and then wasted no time in eating her out.

  Phillip spent a good fifteen minutes sucking on Stella's pussy making her cum multiple times. Stella grabbed Phillip's hair and held his head to her cunt as she bucked her hips upward and fucked his face.

  Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through Stella's body like a raging river sending torrents of unspeakable carnal delights and cosmic ecstasy flooding her body.

  Stella arched her back as the orgasms hit her. She tried to cry out but all she could muster was a faint whimper as the raging torrents of delight rippled through her being.

  Just as Stella's last orgasm subsided she relaxed her body and fell back to the bed. She went limp and laid motionless for a minute or so but then she began to stir as she slowly came down from her orgasmic high.

  Phillip embraced Stella and they kissed again. Stella decided it was time for her to take charge sp she turned Phillip over on his back and returned the favor. 

  Stella would suck on Phillip's rock hard cock until he came and Stella drank down every bit of Phillips hot manhood not missing a drop.

  Stella continued to suck on Phillip until he was hard again then she lowered her dripping wet pussy onto Phillip's cock and rode him cowgirl style.

  Stella moved slowly and methodically at first. The sensation Stella was feeling inside was beyond what mere words could ever hope to explain. Imagine every pore in your body tingling with excitement. Also try to imagine every cell in your body feeling sheer exhilaration. Lastly try to imagine the feeling of complete and total bliss and contentment and that every wish of yours had come true. That is only a miniscule example of the passion Stella felt.

  Stella gradually began riding Phillip faster and faster until she had a good steady rhythm going and soon she was riding him hot and heavy. Every synapse in Stella's mind was firing and the pleasure centers in her brain were in overdrive. Stella was feeling pleasures and delights beyond her wildest dreams.

  Deep inside, Stella felt her orgasm rise and crest, culminating into a resounding crescendo of cosmic ecstasy and delight. Stella did her best to contain herself but she could not hold back the moans of passion. 

  Stella screamed at the top of her lungs "Oh God yes-s-s-s-s-s Phillip baby, make mommy cum!!!"

   Stella knew by crying out like that, there was a risk of waking Brad and having him catch them in the act; But right now, Stella didn't care. Stella thought "To Hell with it, if he finds out, well, then he finds out!!!"

  To Stella it really didn't matter whether she got caught or not at that point. She was feeling pleasures she hadn't felt in so long and the threat of getting caught wasn't as important as satisfying her deep pent up carnal desires which she had kept suppressed for so many long and torturous years.

   Stella's pussy quivered as the next wave of pleasure hit her like a massive tidal wave crashing into the rocks on a seaside wall. She could not contain the pleasure long and within a matter of seconds she came flooding Phillip's cock with her sweet sticky cream.

  "OH God yes I feel like a woman again" Stella moaned passionately in a husky breathy voice. 

  Stella continued to ride Phillip until she came again. As she did, she pulled Phillip up so that they were now both sitting up embracing each other and rocking back and forth as they continued to fuck. They would stay in this position for about five to ten minutes then Stella laid Phillip back down.

  Phillip's orgasm was building deep inside his body and he could feel his cock began to swell with cum. He knew it wasn't long until he would spunk his load. He tried to hold back as long as possible but try though as he may he had to give into the feeling.

  "Oh God Stella I'm gonna cum," Phillip grunted.

  "Don't fight it baby," Stella replied "Let it go."

  "Oh shit here it cums," Phillip moaned only seconds later.

  "Gimme all of you baby," Stella panted "I wanna feel your hot manhood deep inside me."

  Within less than a second of Stella saying that, Phillip came spunking his load deep inside of Stella's eagerly waiting and hungry pussy. Stella purred like a contented kitten.

  "OH God yes baby I feel alive again," Stella purred lustfully and with that she stopped fucking Phillip and laid on top of him as they embraced.

  Phillip and Stella just held each other while they slowly came down from their orgasmic high. Phillip was in Heaven, his wildest dream and deepest darkest secret fantasy had just cum true. Stella was content and she felt vibrant and young again.

  The two lovers kissed and caressed as they rolled over on their sides holding each other tight. Phillip's rock hard cock was still buried inside Stella's cum soaked wet pussy. They slowly moved together as one as their bodies meshed together tightly.

  Phillip continued to pump his cock to keep it hard and to keep the feeling of passion alive. Our lovers laid together basking in the afterglow of their carnal pleasures and slowly but eventually they would come down from their high.

  "Oh baby you don't know how long I have waited to feel this again," Stella softly moaned. "It has been nineteen long, arduous and torturous years since I have felt the warmth of a man's arms around me and the pleasure of a man's cock deep inside of me. You have made me feel alive and young again like a teenage school girl."

  "I know you must have enjoyed it as well," Stella added. "I hope you enjoyed this little present This is only the tip of the iceberg. So many more unfathomable pleasures await you and I want to show them all to you and live out every deep and dark fantasy as we explore them together."




Caught in the Act Ch. 02



"Oh Stella words could never begin to describe how wonderful of a birthday present this was," Phillip replied. "Your present to me was exactly what you said it would be, a gift that keeps on giving. I cant wait to experience more of it."

  Mmmmmmmm me either hon," Stella purred in response. "You know I would say lets go another couple of rounds but there is only one wrong with that. Stella replied as she happened to look over and glance at the clock on the TV cable box."

  "And what would that be, Phillip replied smiling as he rolled Stella over on her back."

  "Well hon, it's a quarter past nine," Stella replied. "I don't know about you but I'm getting famished. After a hard intense work out like that I feel like I could eat a horse."

  "Now that you mentioned it I am pretty hungry myself," Phillip replied. "Do you wanna stop now and go get something to eat or maybe we can go again and work up that much more of an appetite."

  "Mmmmmmmm baby I like that second option better," Stella said with a purr.

  With that Phillip began to slowly fuck Stella. Stella wrapped her long luscious well toned legs around Phillip's back locked her ankles and pulled Phillip in as she held him close to her.

  Stella's sweet pussy gripped the sides of Phillip's rock hard cock milking it for all it was worth. Her sugar walls felt like 1000's of velvety little fingers caressing the sides of his cock. The mixture of their juices acted like a lubricant as Phillip felt his cock squish as it went in and out of Stella's soaking wet pussy.

  Phillip and Stella would fuck for another ten minutes or so. Their souls united and became as one. Time and space would become suspended and lose all meaning. They were in their own little universe sort of like a bubble where the only thing they were aware of was each other.

  Phillip and Stella's heartbeat became like one and they could feel and sense each other's deepest feelings. It was as if they were linked spiritually as well as mentally and physically. 

  Our lovers shared a psychic, spiritual and metaphysical bond that transcended words. No words were needed. They felt each other's pleasure and knew how to move to bring the other the maximum pleasure.

  Deep inside, Stella and Phillip's orgasms were building slowly but steadily. Stella could feel her body quiver as her pleasure rose and cascaded. Phillip felt his pleasure rise as his cock swelled with cum. They both knew it wasn't long until they climaxed.

  Stella softly moaned as she arched her back and grabbed Phillip's back sinking her fingernails into his flesh leaving scratch marks. Stella's body shuddered as her orgasm climaxed sending a raging torrent of unspeakable pleasure rippling through her body.

  Stella would then gasp and cry out "Oh God baby yes," at the top of her lungs wailing like a banshee.

  Stella flooded Phillip's cock again with her sweet sticky cream. Phillip in turn spunked his load deep inside of Stella but continued to pump her as he came.

  It would be a little over a minute after they both came until Phillip would stop pumping Stella and fall on her as he laid his hard muscular body on top of her sweet soft frame and they lovingly embraced.

  Slowly the universe came back into view. Time seemed to start again and what seemed an eternity in their own little world was only in fact a time span of twenty minutes or so.

  They both could have gone another round and would have but they were afraid of waking Brad. They knew they had taken a huge risk by doing what they had done up to that point but to them it was worth it.

  Stella smiled and took Phillip by the hand as she quietly led him upstairs to her room. As they passed by Brad's room the door was open about one-forth of the way. They could peer in and see him still crashed out on the bed and were amazed to see him still asleep. 

  Stella knew Brad well enough to know when he was truly asleep. He had the tale-tell signs. He was on his stomach, his head was cocked to the side, his mouth was open with drool coming out of it.

  Stella took her hands and folded them under her chin and cocked her head to the side the way a proud parent would do when they saw their child do something cute. "Doesn't he look so cute sleeping like that," Stella giggled half serious and half jokingly. "Such an adorable little angel."

  "Yeah" Phillip replied "Not that I minded or anything like that," Phillip continued "but I figured that all the commotion we made down stairs was going to wake our little sleeping beauty here up."

  "Yeah we were loud weren't we," Stella snickered. "But you know how Brad gets when he truly crashes," Stella added. "A magnitude 10.0 earthquake could be going off right underneath him and he would sleep through the whole thing."

  "You got a point there," Phillip agreed knowingly.

  "Oh well, I guess we will just hafta try harder to make more noise next time huh," Stella replied with a naughty wink. 

  Stella and Phillip continued to Stella's room where they showered together as they washed each other off and embraced and kissed in the shower. One thing led to another and soon Phillip had Stella pinned against the shower wall as he held her there with his hands under her thighs and she had her legs wrapped around Phillip's body.

   They ended up fucking again in the shower as the warm water trickled over their bodies. After that quickie, Stella and Phillip dressed and went out for breakfast to the pancake house located inside of Rolly's Truck Stop. They had considered asking Brad if he wanted to go but then they decided they would let him sleep.

  They hopped in Stella's maroon convertible Mercedes and drove to the truck stop. Stella was wearing a sexy naughty school girl outfit. She had on white sleeveless button down vest like top that came down to her midriff and was tied in a knot. Stella had left it unbuttoned at the top where just a hint of cleavage showed

  Stella was also wearing a short red and black skirt that just barely covered her ass maybe by a couple of inches. She also had on a pair of white thigh high stockings with matching panties and garter and black saddle shoes.

  Lastly the outfit was rounded out by Stella having her hair in long pigtails completing that naughty school girl look. Phillip was wearing a hunter green pull over Polo style shirt tan jeans and "dock-sider" shoes.

  While they were driving to the restaurant, Stella pulled her out cigarette case from under her shirt, pulled out a cigarette and lit it. She then offered Phillip one who declined saying he didn't smoke.

  Stella looked over at Phillip, raised her eyebrow and shot him a glance that said " Oh come on now, we both know that's not true." 

  Stella then said "Oh please hon you know better than to try to pull that one over on me. I know about the time when you were 16 and you snuck some of my cigarettes and smoked them and have been doing so on and off since then." 

  "Also I found a half empty pack under your bed just last week and as even though you have done your very best to mask the smoky order in your room with air freshener, you also gotta realize it gets in your clothes as well. So please don't try to tell me that you don't smoke."

  Stella spoke in a matter of fact tone and wasn't a bit angry or upset. She just wanted Phillip to be honest with her. All Phillip could do was realize he had been caught again. 

  "I guess you found the secret stash of porn too huh," Phillip said sheepishly.

  "Yeah that too hon," Stella replied "and honestly I don't care. Since you are 18 now you shouldn't feel you have to hide things from me. Besides , I am an avid porn lover myself, so if you want to look at it then more power to you. Who knows I may just take an inclination to watch it with you," Stella said licking her lips seductively.

  "How about smoking and drinking, I am still to young for that so why are you offering me a cigarette," Phillip asked.

  "In my honest opinion, I think the laws limiting the smoking and drinking are just plain stupid and a waste of time and resources," Stella said bluntly and matter of factly. " Hell, if the government can put a uniform on your body, a rifle in your hand when you are 18 and ship your butt oversees then tell you to point that gun at someone and shoot them, then I feel that you should be able to drink and smoke as well."

  "You got a point there," Phillip responded nodding his head. "You are right I shouldn't sneak around any more. I am 18 now and I am an adult so I should start acting like one."  

  "No more sneaking around and trying to hide things from me?" Stella asked lovingly.

  "No more, Phillip replied "From now on I will quit trying to hide things from you."

  "That's good hon, Stella replied putting her hand on Phillip's thigh and rubbing it. Now get you a ciggy and enjoy it. I guess I can assume you like Virginia Slims Menthols 120's because you have been smoking them for a while."

  "Yeah," Phillip replied. "Them and Newport 100's in the green box. Either one is good for me."

  "Well sweetie I was going to save this and give it to you later but since we are on the subject I will give it to you now," Stella said reaching into her purse and handing Phillip an envelope .

  "Whats this," Phillip asked inquisitively.

  "Open it and see hon," Stella replied.

  Phillip opened the envelope and saw a driver's license with his picture and name on it. 

  "I already got one of these why do I need a new one," Phillip responded curiously.

  "Look at it closer," Stella replied. "You'll see."

  Phillip examined it and then it hit him. The license was identical to his but instead of saying he was 18, it now put Phillip at 21. His eyes lit up and he said "For real?"

  "Yeah," Stella replied "Don't forget I am a whiz at computers plus I have a couple of friends at the DMV so it was no problem. Just don't tell Brad though. Sometimes I think he is too much of a fuddy duddy."

  "Yep, that he is," Phillip said nodding his head in agreement. With that, Stella and Phillip laughed and talked the rest of the way to the restaurant Once there the walked inside and waited to be seated.

  When they were seated they got looks. All the truckers in the restaurant noticed Stella and she just took Phillip by the hand. The hostess led him to their booth and as they walked to the table. Stella beamed with pride held her head high. She also smiled triumphantly to the dismay shock and chagrin of the guys in the restaurant as if to say "Eat your heart out fellas, you cant have me!! I belong to him."  

  Stella and Phillip sat side by side. They ate laughed and talked. Stella would put her hand on Phillip's Stella also put her arm around Phillip and gently caressed the base of his skull which made Phillip feel really good.

  While they waited for the waitress to come to the table Stella noticed a couple of truckers looking over at her checking her out. She then leaned over and gave Phillip a long wet loving French kiss and the truckers just shook their heads got up and left. Stella smiled triumphantly, knowing that she had made her point. 

   Stella and Phillip talked laughed and just enjoyed each other's company. So hon what do you want for your birthday Stella asked stroking the base of Phillips skull lovingly scratching his head.

  "Hmmmmmmm" Phillip replied. "Well seeing I just got the best birthday present a guy could ever want I guess it would be hard to top that," Phillip added smiling.

   "That is true hon," Stella smiled but I am talking about monetary presents now. The reason I am asking is that I had planned to take you shopping and let you pick out anything you wanted. I figured since you are a guy and are into computers and tech gadgets as much as I am I would take you to the Apple™ Store let you get what ever and how ever many you wanted.

  "Way cool, Phillip replied "Now I could really go for that. Thanks a bunch.

  "Don't mention it," Stella replied. "You can pay me back later," Stella added with a wicked grin. "I am sure we can work out some mutual payment arrangement."

  "Now that is one payment plan I wouldn't mind being in," Phillip replied and with that they kissed

  Phillip would end up getting an I Mac with a 27 inch screen that had all the bells and whistles with it plus all the software he wanted. Stella also got him a new I-Pad that had 128 Gig memory and a cellular connection so he wasn't limited to just Wi-Fi only. 

  In addition, Phillip got the newest I-Phone and Stella even got him a top of the line 15 inch Mac Book Pro with Retina Display plus all the accessories that went with his new "toys." In short Phillip made out like a bandit but Stella didn't care. She was happy to see Phillip enjoying them.

  When they got back in the car Phillip gave Stella another long wet kiss.

  "Thanks again Stella Phillip said smiling You really didn't have to do this."

  "It was my pleasure sweetie," Stella said with a smile.

  Stella smiled then she cranked the car and they made one more stop to the office supply store to order Phillip a desk to put his new computer on.

  Once back at the house Phillip and Stella noticed Brad's truck was gone. When Phillip asked where Brad was Stella commented by saying "Ah he's probably just out running some errands or something."

  Phillip and Stella brought in Phillip's new presents. After everything was in from the car, Stella wasted no time in slipping out of her clothes right there in front of Phillip. 

   "Come with me hon I got something else I wanna show you," Stella said as she took Phillip by the hand and led him upstairs to where the two master bedrooms were.

  Phillip had seen these rooms countless times and it was nothing new to him.

  "So what is it you want to show me," Phillip said curiously as they entered one of the bedrooms which made up the master suite area.

  "Your new bedroom, that is if you want it," Stella said smiling.

  Phillip was surprised although pleasantly so. He had always loved this part of the house and daydreamed about having this room as his own.

  "You gotta be kidding me," Phillip said taken by surprise.

  "Don't you like it," Stella asked with a hint of concern worried she may have inadvertently offended him.

  " No, It's not that," Phillip replied. "Quite the contrary I love it!!"

  "So what's the problem," then Stella replied. "It's yours if you want it I know how much you loved this room as a kid so I figured that now you're an adult I would make your wish come true. So hun let's get you moved in shall we?" 

  "Sounds like a plan to me," Phillip replied but let me get out of these good clothes and into something I don't mind getting dirty.

  Phillip went to his old room and stripped out of his polo shirt, jeans and his briefs. Stella came in and laid back on the bed with her body propped up on her forearms with her legs spread as she admired Phillip's handsome body.

  Stella then stood up and came over to where Phillip was and embraced him putting her body next to his. 

  "Oh god hun I just can't help myself," Stella said with a lustful moan. "I just can't get over how handsome you are and how it felt to have you inside of me," Stella added. "If I had my way we would fuck like rabbits non stop but then of course we wouldn't get much done would we?"

  Nope I reckon we wouldn't," Phillip replied smiling "but again it sure as hell would be fun!!"

  " Mmmmmm baby my thoughts exactly," Stella responded with a purr "If you only knew how much I wanna do you right here and right now," Stella added with a husky tone, but I'm gonna be a good girl and control my urges. Besides we got all the time in the world."

  Phillip smiled and then put on a pair of gym trunks and a t-shirt he wore from school and white socks and house slippers. He then held his hand out to Stella and said "Lets get crackin. We gotta a lot of stuff to get moved."

  Phillip and Stella would spend about an hour or so getting Phillip moved into the room and as they were doing that Stella's phone went off telling her she had a text message.

  "Can you get that for me hon," Stella said smiling and Phillip picked up the phone and read the message. It was from Brad saying that he had picked up Phillip's birthday cake and all the arrangements had been made at the restaurant for Phillip's surprise party.

  "Who was it hon," Stella said not thinking.

  "Oh it was Brad," Phillip replied then he got a devilish grin on his face. "It seems that Brad has made all the arrangements for a surprise party for some dude named Phillip."

  "Oh crap," Stella said suddenly and sheepishly realizing that Phillip had found out about the surprise.." Oh well, I guess the cat is out of the bag now huh? "

  "Yep, that it is," Phillip replied grinning, "but thanks anyway. It's good to know that I have such wonderful people thinking of me."

  "You're welcome sweetie," Stella said coming up to Phillip and lovingly draping her arms over his shoulders. "You are so very special to me and I love you so very, very much. I wanted this to be a birthday you would never forget.

  "I love you too Stella and you are very special to me as well," Phillip replied softly "You mean the world to me and I wouldn't trade my relationship with you for anything in the world."

  With that Stella and Phillip touched their foreheads together and their lips met again. The kiss was tender yet passionate leaving each other breathless and wanting more. 

  They looked into each other's eyes and without saying a word they knew just what to do. Brad was gone and they had the house completely to themselves. 

  "Come on hon, let's try out your new bed," Stella said with a naughty grin and with that, Stella sat Phillip on the edge of the bed helped him slip out of his shirt. 

  Stella then stood in front of him and her breast were at eye level to Phillip. Stella pulled Phillip's head to her chest and cradled it in her bosom.

  Phillip felt the warmth of Stella's soft breasts against the sides of his face and he kissed them and gently sucked on them like a nursing infant.

  "Mmmmmmmm yes baby let mommy nurse her little boy," Stella crooned with delight. 

  After Phillip sucked on Stella's breasts, Stella knelt in front of Phillip and removed his gym trunks exposing his fully erect rigid throbbing and pulsating 9 inch cock. 

  Stella took Phillip's pulsating tool in her hands and began sucking on it. She licked around the head and up and down the shaft. Stella would also deep throat Phillip taking his cock all the way in and sucking him like a vacuum cleaner.

  Stella would give Phillip another one of her hot blow jobs and Phillip just laid back on the bed as Stella worked her magic.

  "Oh god yes," Phillip moaned softly. "Suck me baby make me cum!!!"

  Stella sucked on Phillip's cock until he was on the verge of cumming Phillip could feel his cock swell with cum and he knew it wasn't going to be long until he shot his wad. 

  "Oh god yes I'm gonna cum," Phillip moaned and with that Stella smiled and changed her tactics.

  Stella raised Phillip up so that he was sitting up again She then put her tits around Phillip's soaking wet throbbing cock and proceeded to tit fuck him.

  Phillip loved this as did Stella. Stella would tit fuck Phillip until he was on the verge of cumming Phillip grunted and moaned as he let Stella know he was about to cum. Stella then removed her tits from around Phillip's cock and took her hand and pumped it as fast as she could.

  Phillip couldn't hold on any longer and he spewed his hot cum all over the place. As he did, it hit Stella in the face(eyes nose and lips), hair and on her neck. Stella just purred like a contented kitten as Phillip's hot spunk hit her body.




Caught in the Act Ch. 02



The chronological order of my stories is as follows:

Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, The Case of the Black Badge series, A Case of Revenge series, Trilogy Series, Dark Side Of The Force series.

Caught In The Act, Ch. 1-2.

Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas.

This story contains graphic scenes, extreme language, and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial or racist language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of these in this story should not be construed as acceptance of the above.



Part 8 - From Death Unto Life

It was still October 1st. I rushed up to University Hospital, to the Delivery areas. A slim, older woman was waiting, her face attractive but etched by the pain of loss. She was Pamela Feeley, mother of the slain Officer Pete Feeley.

"They just took her in." she said. I sat down by her to wait, calling Laura and then the Chief... Tanya Perlman was delivering her baby!

Two hours later, the lovely Nurse Jones came out to the waiting room, where Laura, Chief Griswold and his wife, and, somewhat to my surprise, Barry Oliver were now waiting. Barry and Tanya had become friends while they'd worked together in the Crime Lab, and I was realizing that perhaps I'd not observed a few things I should have...

"Mrs. Feeley, I am so happy to tell you that you are the grandmother of a very healthy baby boy!" Nurse Jones said. Everyone cheered as Nurse Jones said "Tanya has asked you Mrs. Feeley, and you Commander Troy, to come to her room for a moment before everyone else does."

We went to the room, to which Tanya had been brought just moments before. Her hair was matted with sweat, her face red with exhaustion but also with a radiant smile as she held the little bundle wrapped in a soft blanket and wearing a blue toboggan cap.

Tears were running down Mrs. Feeley's face as she admired her grandson. He was a scrunched up little prune, as all newborns are, but he was healthy and that was the most important thing. Pete Feeley was gone, but he'd left behind a son to follow him.

After some congratulatory talk and a short discussion of the delivery, I asked Tanya, "So, are you going to name him Peter M. Feeley, Junior?"

"No." said Tanya, her smile acquiring a playful edge as she delivered the next words. "His name is Peter Donald Feeley."

I was speechless.

"Yep." Tanya said, enjoying the look on my face. "Peter, after his dad; and Donald after the greatest Police Officer I've ever had the privilege to know. I hope he grows up just like his dad, but just like you too, Don."

"I... I don't know what to say." I said. "That's... I'm... well, I'm really honored." I felt the emotions rising. After Mrs. Feeley held little Pete for a few moments, he was handed to me. It was almost as emotional as the time I held my own newborn son just months before.

"Okay, you have tests to run and things to do." I said as Nurse Jones and two other nurses came in. I handed the baby back to Tanya, kissed her on the forehead, told her I'd come back the next day to visit, then went back to the waiting area, still in a total daze. Laura was smiling a very knowing smile as she saw my face.

"She told me not to tell you." said Laura, who then told everyone what Tanya had named the baby. "Are you surprised?"

"That doesn't begin to describe it." I said, fighting hard to hold back my emotions.

Some moments later, the Chief and his wife and Barry Oliver were invited in to see Tanya. Mrs. Feeley came out and sat down beside me.

"I... I'm just so..." she said, the words hard in coming. "Pete's loss was devastating, it just about killed me... but I'm so happy he was able to leave behind a son... I just wish he could have seen him..." Mrs. Feeley could stand no more, and broke down crying as I took her in my arms for a hug, her arms circling me for support, her body racked by sobs. She was not the only one crying. We both had a few minutes releasing our emotions...

Part 9 - Confirmation

I returned to Headquarters, trying to get back to work and overcome my emotions, both happy and sad. I saw Corporal Pete Feeley's badge in its frame on my wall, and I renewed my pledge to continue to fight for Justice on behalf of Pete and his newborn son. 

Later that afternoon, I got the news from Dr. Woodrow, who had joined the Chief, Cindy, Claire, Lorena, and myself in Classroom 'E'. For some reason, the Chief took the far end chair, leaving me the one nearest the door. I didn't argue, but sat down to lead the meeting.

"I can say with certainty that the fibers collected at the practice field are exactly the same as those collected at the crime scene." said Dr. Woodrow. "It's not just the same material, but the same batch."

"And you can show this to a jury?" asked the Chief.

"Yes sir." said Dr. Woodrow. He then went into a few moments of discussion on how he could prove the comparison.

"Okay, I'm convinced." said the Chief. "Crowbar, tell an old police chief what this means."

"Sir, I'd like to hear from my Detectives what these facts mean to their opinions." I said. "Rose?"

"It means the killer walked on that practice field not long before going to Derrick Belle's house and killing him." Lorena said.

"Absolutely. Michaels? Fill in the gaps." I said.

After a moment, Claire said "It was after the rain that day, since the murderer tracked mud into the house. He hid in the closet and probably was there while Shayla and Seth were having sex. He, and I say 'he' because I think it took a man to deliver that fatal blow, since Lt. Ross is the only woman I know who could do that, and she has that perfect alibi..."

Cindy smiled, knowing she was being teased, but also at the thought of Jenna Stiles as Claire continued, "he probably was in the closet and heard the altercation between Derrick and Shayla and Seth. After Shayla and Seth left, he came out, grabbed the poker if he didn't have it in his hands already--"

"Which he did." I said. "Go on."

"So he came up behind Derrick Belle and whacked him over the head." finished Claire. "The only thing I don't understand at all is 'Why?'."

"One more thing..." Cindy Ross said. "After killing Belle, the murderer went back to the University Campus, where he ditched the weapon. In fact, he cleaned it off, or thought he had, then sank it into that trash can, where by sheer luck Old Mrs. Boddiker and her friend Mrs. Athena Jones apparently found it. Damn, that was good luck!"

"True. Excellent work by all of you." I said. "And that suggests the killer is associated with the University in some way. But why?..." After a pause, I said "Chief, I don't have a grasp of the 'Why?', either. We've got means and opportunity, but no motive, as of yet."

"Could Shayla have hired someone to kill her husband?" Cindy asked.

"I think we come back to the same arguments as before." I said, becoming slightly introspective as I talked. "Shayla had more reason to want her estranged husband alive than dead. She needs to keep her money, as she is about to be cut off by the divorce, so spending a hundred grand to have her husband killed would be blow to her pocketbook.

"It also stretches my limits of reason to think a contract killer would act right after the person paying him was in the home and argued with the victim. By rights, he'd call it off for that night and take another opportunity later."

"Not that you have any experience as a contract killer, of course." joked the Chief.

"No sir, at least not yet." I said. "By the way, Dr. Woodrow, feel free to jump right in at any time and solve this case for us."

"Heh!" said Dr. Woodrow. "I'm sitting here in utter fascination of all of you."

"What about Seth?" asked Lorena Rose. "Maybe he and Shayla aren't together... maybe she leaves, he circles back inside, gets in the closet while Mr. Belle is in the bathroom or something, then comes out and whacks him."

"It's an idea..." I said, "except that we've generally ascertained that Seth was where he said he was. His cellphone was pinging the right towers at all the right times, as was Shayla's. We're obviously missing something, so far, but I don't think that's it."

"So she was holding his cell phone for him?" Lorena said, not willing to give up the point. And I had to admit she had a point.

"That's a good point." I said. "And now you're making me work to defend Seth. So here's another try: Derrick caught Seth and Shayla together and he had eyes on them until they left. I suspect it'd be hard for Seth to come back inside and surprise Derrick. Ergo, my belief is that Derrick is looking out for Seth, but doesn't realize that someone else is already in the closet. I think that's actually yet another point for Seth's innocence, at least in my own mind.

"I was thinking about Derrick Belle's family." said Claire Michaels. "His sister and cousin stand to inherit. Furthermore, I did think of one thing last night: I was thinking of how the sister Cheryl Dunston made a point to bring up some of the vulgar things about what Derrick said about Shayla, like coming home with semen running down her legs... Cheryl actually made a point to say that in front of her parents. And then everything else she said seem to oh-so-subtly imply Shayla was responsible." But I don't see further motive there, either. Unless they know something we haven't found out, yet."

"Those are good points, and those family members do have better motive than Shayla." I said. "As you said, the sister and the cousin inherit his personal holdings, and as Lorena noted: despite what his sister said, if Derrick sells the company, she loses influence there even if she stays. But she also made a point to say she liked Shayla..."

I was looking up at the ceiling, trying to think, about to dismiss the group, when Lorena said it: "Maybe Shayla's not the target. Maybe Seth was." 

I sat bolt upright in my chair, staring at Lorena. "Detective Rose, keep thinking outside the box like that, and you will have an outstanding career with this Police Force!" I said. "Yes... what if this is about Seth?!?!" I went into a reverie.

"All right, folks." said Cindy. "Look closely at it. This is what happens when the Commander is about to not tell us something." She was teasing, but the Chief's look at her was one of 'non approval'.

"No." I said, coming out of my thought trance. "I'll tell you everything I know and what I'm allowed to under the law of what I'm thinking." I knew I couldn't give every detail of some things I knew through the FBI.

"Seth..." I said, "... has been involved in a legal battle with his family over his late father's company. It is possible that someone came to either kill him or frame him for murder. Now don't ask me the 'how' of this just yet, but... oh yes, that fits..."

"All right, Crowbar," said the Chief, "give these people some directions and let's break it off for the day. I know Cindy and Dr. Woodrow want to visit Tanya."

"Oh! Yes... by all means." I said. "I'll go ask Myron Milton to get phone records and cell phone pings for Seth's sister, Karen Warner. I want to know where she was on the day of the crime, what she was doing, who she was with, who she talked to."

"You think she did it?" Cindy asked. "She's not that strong... her mother is, but her mother is in State Women's Prison."

"Confirm that, too." I told Lorena and Claire. "If Karla Warner is not in State Women's Prison, put out an APB for her, ASAP. But I think she's there. As to Karen, she is a dynamo in bed and could entice strong, fit young men to do her bidding. Let's find out what she's been up to the last few days. Okay, Chief, if you have nothing else, that's it. I have two things to confirm tonight, then we'll start moving to finish this off tomorrow. Lorena, you might want to come with me on this next visit."

"You heard the man, people. You are all dismissed Detective Rose, go with the Commander... and keep him out of trouble, if you will, please." said the Chief.

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"I'm sorry to have to disturb you." I said to Derrick Belle's sister, Cheryl Belle Dunston. "I need to confirm a few things from the interview you gave my Detectives yesterday."

"Uh, certainly, Detective." said Cheryl.

"It's 'Commander'." said Detective Lorena Rose. I was happy that Lorena had done that, as Cheryl's face showed surprise... and a little bit of worry.

"Mrs. Dunston," I said, "I've gone over the emails of recent weeks between your late brother and his staff, which includes you. Let me ask this: how did you feel about your brother selling his company?"

"As... as I told your Detectives the other day, Commander," said Cheryl, "I had no feelings about it at all. If my brother wanted to sell the company, it was his business and his right to do so."

"Yes, but even though you told my Detectives that you might stay with the company, your emails show that you had concerns about that. Are you sure that you want to maintain that you had no problems at all with your brother's decision?"

"I stand by my statement, Commander." Cheryl said, her voice becoming more abrupt and stern. "Now if there is nothing else--"

"Just a few more questions, Mrs. Dunston." I said, not letting her attempt to end the interview succeed at all. "While you are an heir of your brother's personal property, the codicil to the will does give you some authority in negotiating company business. It also gives your cousin and two others some authority as trustees to negotiate with Mr. Belle's creditors, is that not right?"

"Uh... I'll have to confer with the company lawyers on such details." said Cheryl, clearly ill at ease.

"Mrs. Dunston," I said, my voice getting a bit harsher. "Your brother's will will be probated either in this County, where Mr. Belle lived; or in the City, where his formal business address is. Either way, it will be probated according to the laws of this State, and the State laws say that any named heir can actually contest the will. Shayla Belle apparently cannot, but you have such an inroad to do so if you want to contest the sale of the company and continue to run it... is that not right?"

"Again... I am not aware of the legal complexities--"

"But Mrs. Dunston," I said, "your brother's business involved legal complexities, from the Court Orders involving the payments against which the company makes loans to the workings with your creditor companies. Your emails show you to be very much involved in those complexities, Mrs. Dunston. So I wondering how you really feel about your brother selling the company, very likely losing your job and livelihood, whereas now with your brother dead, you have inroads to keep the company if you can contest the will or perhaps work something out with your creditors."

"Is there a point to this, Detective?" Cheryl asked, her voice showing her irritation.

"Only that I'll be talking with the creditors, your cousin, and the other company officers about the true nature of the discussions concerning the sale of the company. Are you sure there is not something you wish to tell me before I do so? Lying to Police is a serious criminal offense, Mrs. Dunston."

"You need to leave." Cheryl said. "I want a lawyer and will say nothing further to you nor any of your officers without legal counsel present. If you want to talk to me further, get a warrant. Now go."

We left. As we drove back to Headquarters, I could see that Lorena was working on it in her mind. "What do you think, Detective?" I asked.

"I get the feeling you called out her intentions very nicely, sir." said Lorena. "And it gives her motive to murder her brother... or for her husband or cousin to do it. I just wonder why you chose to agitate her like you did."

"Yes, the motive begins to show." I said. "But now we have to establish means and opportunity on that. As to why I chose to agitate her... I want to see what pops out. We'll be seeing what phone calls she makes in the next few hours..."

Part 10 - The Spy Who Loved Me

I called my wife Laura and told her that I would be late getting home, that I had an errand to run. She said that was good, because she was going to call me and tell me she was going to be late herself. She had a date in her office this night -- with the University varsity football team quarterback, the young stud Nick Eastwood.

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"Honey, you know I can't have intercourse for several more weeks." Laura said to Nick Eastwood, who was leaning against her desk.

"That's okay, Laura." Nick said. "Just seeing your magnificent body is enough. Of course, with this tough season I've had a lot of stresses... anything you can do to help... relieve that stress?"

Laura smiled, a beautiful smile full of promise and lust. "There sure is, baby. Come over here and sit down by me." Nick went over to the sofa that Laura was sitting on and sat down beside her, very close, her body pressed against his right side. Laura eased her arm around the young stud's broad shoulders and muscular neck. He turned as she leaned forward and their lips met in a sensuous kiss, which turned deeper as their tongues twined and locked into a hot dance.

The beautiful professor's right hand eased down to Nick's rock-hard right thigh, gently caressing it, moving up towards the tremendous, tight bulge in the crotch of his pants. Together their hands worked to free the young varsity quarterback's huge cockmeat. It seemed to burst out of his pants, standing tall and proud, engorged and thick.

"Mmmm, what a lovely cock." Laura said. She wasted no time leaning over and kissing the cockhead, then swirling her tongue around the swollen, spongy helmet, making the young man groan with pleasure and desire. Then she sank her mouth down onto him, engulfing his meaty inches in the warm, wet cavern of her hot, sucking mouth.

"Oh, Jesus, baby, that's so fucking good!" Nick gasped as Laura began expertly fellating him in earnest, her mouth a voracious vacuum as she absorbed the length of his shaft into her throat, sucking fiercely as she slowly pulled her head upwards. Nick's cock was taut with intense, tingling ecstasy as Laura showcased her oral talents.

For herself, Laura was in her own world of lust. She deeply enjoyed sucking a young man's huge cock, and Nick had over nine long, super-thick inches for her to feast upon. She moaned in pleasure as she pleasured him, her lips sliding wetly up and down the long length of his shaft, letting the vibrations add to the pleasure of her lips and tongue expertly working his young but huge manhood.

"Oh God!" Nick gasped, barely able to hold on. "Why don't we go into the bedroom and get more comfortable."

"That's a great idea, Nick." Laura said enthusiastically. She got up and as Nick stood and temporarily re-fastened his pants, she took his hand and led him into her little bedroom area. A flick of a switch seemed to turn on the lights, but it also activated a video camera. Laura wanted her husband to be able to review what was about to happen between her and this well-hung young stud.

"Come here, baby." Nick said huskily, pulling Laura into him. He smashed his mouth onto hers in a hot, wet kiss, which she returned with equally hot passion. As they hungrily made out, Nick slid the zipper down Laura's dress, letting the obstructing garment slide down over her shoulders, falling in a puddle around her feet.




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"Lie down on the bed, babe." Nick ordered, taking control of the beautiful older woman, the hot professor that every boy on campus longed to fuck. Laura lay on the bed and spread her legs obscenely. Her black lace panties were still on. Her pubic bush was beginning to grow back from when it had been shaved before the surgery. She obscenely fingered around the edges as she watched Nick undress.

Nick loved being the center of attention, and he knew how to maximize undressing for a woman. He began opening his pants, but just as he was about to expose his hard male meat, he turned around, showing Laura his muscular back and asscheeks as he slowly slid his pants down. Laura watched with wanton lust as the young man stepped out of the pants, then turned to face her. His massive cock was bobbing in front of him, and Laura was watching it twitch and bounce in front of him as he gyrated his hips while removing his shirt.

"Oops." Nick said as his shirt seemed to drop out of his hands onto the floor. He bent down to pick it up and Laura did not see his hand quickly dart into the space under the chest of drawers to the side of the bed. Then he rose up, bringing the shirt, which he pretended to fold and put on top of the chest.

"How do you like this?" Laura asked. She lay back, then spread her legs out as far and wide as she could, then let a finger move the crotch of her black lace panties to one side, completely exposing her gorgeous pussy to the young stud's view. Then she slowly moved her legs up until they were over her body. She let her calves fall, her knees bent, then slowly spread her thighs wide in a wickedly sinful invitation for her lover to commit adultery with her.

Nick was watching Laura's show, gently stroking his big cock, feeling it throb. "Damn, bitch, you keep that up and I might lose it and do something I shouldn't... like sink this big cock balls-deep into that beautiful snatch of yours."

"Mmmm, when I invite you back here in a few weeks, Nick," Laura promised, "I'm going to spread my legs for you like this, and you can shove your meat into me and fuck my brains out until I beg for mercy!... would you like that, baby? Would you like to fuck me and shoot your big load deep inside me, and--"

With a growl, Nick threw himself onto the bed, halfway tackling Laura. He moved up and grasped her large, milk-filled breasts in his muscular hands. As he sucked deeply on her left nipple, a stream of milk seemed to explode on his tongue, surprising him.

"Mmmmm, Jesus, baby! I haven't sucked milk out of a tit since I was a baby." Nick growled. "I'm gonna suck your magnificent tits dry, babe!"

"Mmmm, oh yes, suck my tits, Nick!" Laura gasped, her voice husky.

Moments later, Nick was dry-humping Laura's thigh, and she knew she had to take control of him before he tried to mount her and fuck her, which might injure her. She began kissing her way down his muscular, hairless chest to his big cock, leaning over him, letting her breasts press into his thigh as she grasped the base of his meat and engulfed the head and many inches of veiny shaft into her eager, hungry mouth.

The room fell silent, interrupted only by the heavy breathing of the young stud as he neared a mind-blowing orgasm and the slurps and smacks as the beautiful professor sucked the student's huge meat pole. One of Laura's elegant hands massaged Nick's big, cum-filled balls as her other hand vigorously jacked the base of his cock, inexorably driving the young man over the edge.

"Oh God, I'm going to fucking come, I'm going to..." Nick gasped as the tremendous pleasure/pain built up in his loins, ready to violently explode. His hand gripped the back of Laura's head, holding her down on his meat as she sank her mouth fully onto him, eager to receive the extramarital deposit into her throat.

"AWK! UHHH!!!!" Nick gasped as reached the crest. The first huge spurt of hot semen fired out of his cockhead, filling Laura's mouth with his essence. She swallowed his sperm, then swallowed the second blast that coated her throat, gulping down his man-lava as his weapon of lust fired rapidly again and again, only abating as his balls were drained and he was totally spent.

Part 11 - Orgy of Pleasure

"God damn, that cock is hard!" exclaimed Shayla Belle as her sopping wet, sperm-filled pussy sank down over my cock, enveloping me as she impaled herself on my throbbing hard male meat. She was riding me 'reverse cowgirl' and began rocking her hips, gently fucking up and down as Teddy Franklin stepped up to her face and sank his huge prick into the lovely trophy MILF's hungry mouth.

I had called Seth Warner with the intent of asking him some questions about his whereabouts on the day of the murder. He said that he and Shayla were at Todd and Jeanine's home. Then the phone was taken from him and my nephew's voice came on, telling me to get over there as the action was about to 'get hot and steamy'. I hurried over.

When I got there, it had already started in the basement rec room. Jeanine's new maid, a pretty Latina woman named Maritza, was watching over the babies. When I got to the rec room, a very intense sight greeted my appreciative eyes:

Todd, Shayla, and Ted were on the couch at the end of the pool table. Shayla was sucking Ted's big cock while Todd was pumping his massive meat into Shayla's cunt from the rear. Todd's slender, muscular body was bathed with sweat as he drove his ass forward again and again, sliding his huge dick forward, his groin smacking loudly against Shayla's. The hot trophy wife was somehow able to keep sucking Ted's cock steadily, expertly, even as she was being vigorously fucked by the handsome, powerful young stud behind her.

On the floor on the other side of the pool table, Seth Warner was on top of Jeanine Burke. Her legs were caught under his arms, and his ass was bobbing up and down as he drove his large cockmeat into her sopping cunt with hard, deep strokes.

"Mmm, come on in, baby." Shayla said in her husky voice when she saw me. She got up off the sofa, showing off her lovely body to me as Todd sat down on the sofa. Shayla mounted him, facing away from him and towards me, and impaled herself on his huge, upright cock.

I could hardly believe what I was seeing... Todd's cock looked way too thick, too huge for Shayla to take, and her cuntlips were stretched to the limit, but she took almost every bit of him and was soon riding his meat in a smooth, steady rhythm.

I unzipped my pants and fished out my cock. Stepping up to Shayla, I grabbed the back of her head even as she dove for my little iron crowbar. I groaned as I felt her mouth engulf my meat, then felt the vibration as she groaned. I began fucking her face, using my hand to guide her head as it bobbed while she sucked my dick. 

I heard Jeanine say something to Seth, something about turning over so she could watch while he fucked her from behind. I was very close to coming as Shayla sucked my cock as hard as she could, and I didn't try to hold back or make it last. I gasped as I felt the jets of hot sperm firing into the hot woman's throat...

After Todd came inside Shayla, she had me sit on the other sofa to the side of the pool table, and she sank her sperm-filled cunt down onto my cock. I reveled in the pleasurable feeling of getting sloppy seconds... at least seconds if not more. As Shayla rode me like a whore on payday, she had two huge young cocks to work with her mouth and hands. Even as I enjoyed Shayla's cuntwalls gripping my cock as she rode me hard, I heard Seth groan as he pumped his full climax into Todd's lovely wife...

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Some time later, we were relaxing as Teddy and Todd finished up, using Jeanine as their personal cum dumpster, Teddy firing his load into Jeanine's sperm-filled cunt and Todd pumping his essence into her throat.

"Do any of you guys use the University Track behind the practice fields?" I asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Sure, all the time." said Shayla. "It's a great place to meet guys." Todd and Teddy also admitted to using the track frequently, though not to meet guys. Seth said he never had.

"So Shayla," I asked, "how are things going for you in the social circles?"

"Well," Shayla said, trying to keep her voice carefree, "I've been disinvited to several lunches, and the Ladies Auxiliary basically told me I don't need to bother coming to their meetings anymore. They all think I killed my husband. I'd probably care a lot more if I considered myself part of this Town and its social scene, but I never have and I don't now."

I had been weighing a tough decision, but now I knew what I had to do, and why.

Part 12 - The Little Things

The morning of October 2nd at 7:00am meant coffee in MCD and of course Bettina!

"This is Bettina Wurtzburg, KXTC Channel Two News!" shouted the lovely redhead into her microphone. "The County and the First District of the State was electrified by the news that Katherine Woodburn, former owner of KXTC-TV and the Town & County Examiner, has entered the State Senate race as a Democrat, replacing the late Senator Nathan Allen on the ballot.

"The County Republican Party filed suit, stating that election laws requiring a certain number signatures to get Ms. Woodburn on the ballot have not been met, and that her placement on the ballot was illegal. The suit was dismissed with prejudice by Judge Harry "Spud" Nance, who cited an obscure clause in the law describing 'special circumstances', stating that Senator Allen's death allowed the Democrats to replace him on the ballot. The County Republicans say no such clause exists in the current law and have appealed, but the Appellate Court has refused an injunction, and will not hear the case until after the Election, essentially making it a moot point."

Bettina continued: "KXTC polling last night shows that Ms. Woodburn is only four points behind TEA Party Conservative John Cummings, owner of Cummings Outdoors General Store, almost within the margin of error..."

"Shit." I said, mostly to myself, but within Martin Nash's hearing. "If he doesn't have a ten point lead going into Election Day, they'll steal it for her." Nash agreed, his face showing no change of emotion.

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"Heh heh hehhhhh!" chuckled Mr. Ward of Ward Harvester as he read the accounts in the Examiner of Katherine Woodburn's entry into the State Senate race. "I'd love to have seen the Iron Crowbar's face when that was announced!"

"I'm sure that my little brother took it all in stride." said Elizabeth as she sipped her coffee. They were in Ward's office, having an impromptu meeting.

"Where is Miss Warner?" Mr. Ward said. "We have some things to decide."

"She's with Coach Harlan." Elizabeth said. "She's staying with him while he undergoes the cancer treatments. They've been having an affair for months, you know. I think she's coming to understand that she had more feelings for him than she realized, and she's about to lose him. 

"I had an inkling of their relationship." Ward said. "And he's totally smitten with her, he'd do anything for her." After a pause, Ward continued: "I don't want to sound pessimistic, but I think we all realize that Harlan is likely not going to survive this cancer. Do you have anyone in mind to replace him in our group?"

"I certainly do." said Elizabeth, naming her choice. Mr. Ward grinned as he nodded his approval.

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At 8:00am I was sitting at my desk perusing the duty logs from the night before. It had been amazingly quiet the night before in the Town & County: not a single arrest made. That was the good news. The bad news came when my phone buzzed. It was the Duty Desk.

"Sir, gentleman up here wants to see you in your office." said the Desk Sergeant. "Says he's with the Federal Marshals."

"Let me guess." I said. "Blue blazer, khaki pants, white button-down shirt, Dilbert tie."

I heard the Sergeant laugh, but he said "Almost, sir. He's not wearing a tie, but the rest is right."

"Have someone escort Mr. Dixon to my office, please. Thanks." I said, hanging up. A moment later, a rookie patrol officer was ushering Agent Fred Dixon into my office.

"Congratulations on your promotion, Commander. Nice office." Dixon said, his eyes darting around the room, pausing on two things: Pete Feeley's framed shield, and the painting depicting 'The Fall of Troy' that was resting on the floor, leaning against the side wall behind the desk. "So you've picked up on my favored dress code, eh?"

"Yes." I said. "So, what is it today? FDA, DEA, FBI, CIA?" I asked, making a point to show I'd observed a lot more than Dixon's clothing preferences.

"Federal Marshals." said Dixon, getting the point, but not letting me disturb him mentally. "I came to tell you that you will not be speaking to your former Sergeant Brody. The FBI's request to talk to him was denied, and we know that you were using your Police Department's computers to try to find him last night. That search must cease and desist, Commander. Your efforts to find him are putting his life in grave danger."

"I see." I said. "Are you aware of the reasons we want to talk with him, the danger notwithstanding?" Might as well go for it all, I thought to myself.

"Yes, the people making the decisions are aware of the situation." said Dixon, being a bit cryptic and careful in his speech. "I can assure you, Commander, that Mr. Brody told us everything he knows, including in our discussions with him after we took custody of him from you during that raid at the Fire Academy. You've seen those reports, so there is nothing else you could possibly learn from him. Now if you do think you have something you want to ask, you'll need to present your case further, and we'll--"

Just then my door opened and FBI Special Agent In Charge Jack Muscone barged in. "Don, I've got-- oh, I see Agent Dixon has already beaten me to the punch."

"Come in, Jack." I said, thinking to myself that I was entitled to hire a secretary and boy! did I need one to guard my door. "Have a seat. Federal Marshal Dixon and I were just having a pleasant conversation. His part is pretty much the word 'no'."

Dixon's face had fallen to one of studied annoyance when Muscone had walked in. "I've already explained to the FBI Agent what the situation is."

"Come on, Fred," I said. "What's the frickin' deal? Not the official bullshit, but the real story behind the scenes?"

"In this case, it's exactly as I've told you." replied Dixon stonily, and I realized he'd say nothing further in front of Jack Muscone. "The Marshal Service considers it to be too great a risk for what they consider no value in exposing Mr. Brody to you."

"Okay, then." I said. "I understand, and you will not see me make further attempts to find him." I pressed a button on my desk.

"Don't bullshit me." Dixon said, understanding the nuance of my words. "Don't try, even if you think we won't see it. If we need to have the FBI Deputy Director call you, we will."

"No need, I get the point." I said, then let my voice harden, "Thank you for coming by, Agent Dixon. This officer will escort you back to the front." The officer that had escorted Dixon to my office had appeared again, and my words were a straight-out dismissal of Dixon. He simply nodded to me, ignored Jack Muscone, and left.

"Wow, he moved fast on that one." Jack said. "I got the speech at 6:00 this morning. By the way, the threat to call the Deputy Director is a bluff; Dixon doesn't want to go anywhere near him. After Dixon left my office, I called my boss, and he didn't like what I told him, in that someone is ordering us around."

"I know it was a bluff." I said. "And Dixon doesn't want to pursue it further for another reason: the Marshals did not send him. He was acting totally on his own... well, on behalf of his real employer."

"How..." gasped Muscone, "why do you think that?"

"Logic, and some observations." I said. "If it were official, I'd already have been called by our boss the Deputy Director, and not having this little clandestine visit from the Jack-Of-All-Trades Department's agent. Also, I detected something else in his eyes... worry."

"You think we're on to something, especially about Brody?"

"Oh yes." I said. "We are warm, as the kids say in that game they play... and we may be moving towards hot."

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After a quick visit to the Hospital to check in with Tanya and baby Pete, finding them in good health and good spirits... well, baby Pete was hungry... I picked up Laura and we went to the Country Breakfast Diner to have lunch in the private back room with the owner, Councilman John "Jack" Colby.

"It's bad." said Colby as we ate. "I thought it'd be fairly smooth sailing to get John elected, especially after Allen died." Colby continued. "But Woodburn is really resonating with the Left."

"Is it hurting Daniel Allgood?" asked Laura.

"No." Colby said. "For some reason, the Sheriff's race has become virtually non-partisan. The Democrats aren't even putting up a candidate to replace Malone."

I said "The word I'd heard was that the Black community had relented on challenging Allgood, considering him as having their interests at heart enough to be acceptable to them." I did not mention that private words to Daniel's wife to not undermine that trust with the Black Community might have been suggested by his wife's ex-husband as well as her sister.

I continued: "I have to hand it to 'em... I didn't expect them to pull Woodburn out of the hat, though I probably should've considered it more. And they can attack Cummings on political issues that would roll off Daniel like water off a duck's back. Allgood is teflon, Cummings is not."

"Yep." said Colby. "I hate to say it, but it might be worse that Allen died. I thought it was fortuitous, but-- what?" He had seen me vigorously shaking my head.

"No matter what happens politically," I said, "I have no regrets that Nathan Allen assumed room temperature. If you knew half of what we'd accumulated about him..."

"Oh, I do know, and I do agree." said Colby. "But if Woodburn wins, that's going to hurt. And if you think Allen had animosity towards you?" Colby chuckled sardonically. "You ain't seen nothing yet. Woodburn privately told some people that her main goal in running for office and in life is to get you."

"Delightful." I said, not meaning it. "So, anything you guys can do?"

"No." said Colby. "I think you were right earlier when you said Allen was too far down for them to steal the election for him. But Woodburn is going to be much closer, it may be 50-50, and then they can rig it. How will they do that?"

I said "On Election night, a lawsuit will be filed in the local Superior Court by black civil rights leaders, claiming that blacks have not had adequate time to cast their ballots and are thus being disenfranchised. Judge Harry Nance will rule in their favor, and say that only those majority-Black districts, which happen to be majority-Democrat also, will remain open for another hour or two, until they get just enough votes for Katherine to win comfortably. Cummings' recount request will come to nothing, and his lawsuit will be dismissed just as the County Republicans' lawsuit this morning was immediately dismissed, and Katherine Woodburn will be 'deemed' the winner of the Election."

"We'll see about that." said Colby. "We've got our own army of lawyers and election poll watchers." I said nothing, not telling Colby that all their efforts would be for nothing. The fix was in, and everyone willing to admit it, knew it.

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I escorted Laura back to her office after the lunch. We were met at the door by Gayle Roberts. She had her finger over her lips in a 'hush' signal. Wordlessly, we all went into Laura's office, where Gayle pointed under the desk, where a bug had been planted.




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We all went into the private bedroom area, where Gayle pointed out a second bug under the chest of drawers on the right side wall. Laura took Gayle back to Gayle's anteroom office and whispered some instructions to her, then Laura and I went outside the building and sat on a bench between the Psychology Building and the Pharmacy Building next door.

"It had to be Nick Eastwood last night." said Laura. "Gayle sweeps for bugs every day, and there were none yesterday."

"I agree." I said, my eyes introspectively looking far into the distance.

"But... why?" Laura asked, looking at me as I looked sightlessly forward. "What possible reason could Nick have for wanting to bug my offices?"

"Even more," I replied, "where did Nick get two sophisticated bugs like that? And the answer to that question begets the real reason for it." I looked around, swirling my head in every direction, looking for a vehicle that might be picking up the signal from the bug. I didn't see anything immediately, and realized that a parked, empty car could have a re-transmitter.

"I'm sitting here wondering if we should use the bug to pass on false information." I said, thinking.

"It might be nice if you tell me who you think is behind this, and why." Laura said, sounding like Cindy Ross about that... and she was right.

"Oh, yeah, sorry about that." I said. "I think Nick came over to your office not just to have sex but to plant those bugs. He's doing in on behalf of someone, someone he's obviously willing to take that risk for. The reason for the bug is the hope that you and I talk about the Derrick Belle murder, or that you talk to Gayle or Melina about the murder after having talked to me about it. They want to know what I'm thinking about it. And in a weird way, this actually is confirming that I'm on the right track."

"Okay, what track is that?" Laura said. I told her my theory...

Part 13 - Oh Yeah, the Derrick Belle Murder Case

"Thank you for coming in, Mrs. Belle." I said as Shayla and her lawyer Jeanine Olivet Burke came into Interrogation-A, being formal despite having had my cock sucked then buried to the hilt inside this woman the evening before. Sitting beside me was Detective Claire Michaels.

"I am going to read you your rights again, Mrs. Belle." I said, and did so before continuing: "I need to clarify a few things, Mrs. Belle, just for the record. You have stated that you were aware that your husband had filed divorce papers against you, and you also were aware that you had been completely cut out of your husband's will, is that not right?"

"That is correct, Commander." Shayla said, being formal with me herself despite having copulated with me the evening before.

"I happen to know that in the past it was well known that your husband had threatened you with divorce if he caught you cheating again, and for a time you were very careful not to get caught, is that not right?"

"I took precautions." said Shayla. "Though after he filed for divorce I didn't care anymore."

"Indeed." I said. "In fact, you had no problem a'tall bringing Seth Warner to your home and engaging in sex with him. And this wasn't the first time you did that, was it?"

"No sir." said Shayla, "Seth and I made love in my husband's bed on two other occasions."

"Yes, but your husband didn't come home during those times, and Seth left. But this time, your husband walked in on you... and that is what you wanted, wasn't it, Mrs. Belle?"

"What do you mean?" said Shayla.

"I mean," I said, "that you wanted your husband to catch you having sex with another man in his house, in his bed. You were hoping for a physical confrontation so that you could contest the divorce on the grounds of his physical cruelty to you... am I right, Mrs. Belle?"

"Is there anything illegal in that?" Shayla asked. That prompted Jeanine to whisper something to Shayla. "That is not an admission of anything." Shayla said.

"Commander," said Jeanine Burke, doing her job, "I have to ask at this point if there is a direction to your line of questioning, and if so would you please get to your point?"

"Certainly." I said. "But first, I want to confirm something: Mrs. Belle, you once said you go running at the University Track regularly?"

"Yes, I do." said Shayla.

"Did you go running there the day your husband was murdered?" I asked.

"Yes, I went that morning."

"Before it rained that day, or after?" I asked.

"Before." Shayla said. "I was at the grocery store when the rain hit, and I had to wait until it let up to get to my car with my groceries."

"Again, Commander," said Jeanine, "what is this leading to?"

I replied "I believe Mrs. Belle was seeking a confrontation with her husband to help her out during her divorce. But it didn't work out. Maybe she expected to go back home alone, where Derrick might be induced to take a swing at her. Maybe Seth was aware of this plan, maybe not. Maybe he was going to stay outside and be a witness, or maybe not. I'll certainly ask him about it."

"However," I continued, "something went wrong, and Mr. Belle ended up dead when you went back to your house. So maybe with that plan gone, you went forward with another one."

"And running at the Track? What is that about?" Jeanine asked.

"You'll find out about that in the discovery phase," I said, "should your client be put on trial for the murder of her husband."

"Okay, Shayla, time to go." Jeanine said, getting up. "Tell the police officers that you are invoking, and unless they're going to arrest you, we're leaving."

"I'm invoking, then." Shayla said brightly and matter-of-factly, as if it were simply the next line in a stage play, giving us a look of 'Well, that's what she told me to do', but no anger, no guilt in her attractive face.

After they left, Claire said "Commander, may I speak frankly?"

"By all means." I said.

"I don't understand." Claire said. "You just enticed a suspect to invoke, and with respect, sir, there was no reason to do that, at least not yet.

"I would agree with you, Detective," I said, "except that it doesn't matter. As soon as Myron brings me the data I've asked for, we'll be wrapping this up, and no amount of invocation of Mrs. Belle's considerable rights will be of any importance to solving this case and making the correct arrest." And just to be nice and play fair, I told Claire what was going to play out...

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Myron Milton and Julie Newton came into my office at 4:00pm. "Commander, I don't see how you get the results you do, but you get them!" he said, praising me.

"No, Myron, my friend," I replied, "you get the results. I just suggest where you might find them."

"Well, I found them where you said to look." said Myron. "And Detective Newton also has something."

"Yes sir." Julie said. "I began looking through the financial records of Belle Settlement Solutions. I've barely started, as the company is about nothing but financial transactions, but as Myron said, you showed me where to look. There are indeed some transactions of dubious legality, and possibly some skimming of some money from the overhead costs."

"That's great!" I said. "Julie, keep on tracing those potentially dirty transactions, and let me know what you find. Myron, you come with me now."

I convened a meeting in Classroom 'E' with Myron, ADA Paulina Patterson, Detectives Claire Michaels and Lorena Rose, and of course my partner, the ever-suffering Lieutenant(B) Cindy Ross.

I said "Okay, Myron has the cell tower pings, putting our suspect right near the crime scene during the hours the crime had to have occurred, as well as on the University Campus at the practice fields before the murder, and after the murder near the trash can where the poker was found. We've got the Crime Lab results on the artificial grass blades, and I've given you my own statement ascertaining my observations of the suspect and reasons for my suspicions. Paulina, what else do you need for an arrest warrant?"

"Prayers." said Paulina. "Circumstantially it holds, but it's thin. A good lawyer is going to have a good chance to put reasonable doubt in a jury's mind."

"I'm hoping for some corroborative evidence once we make the arrest, especially if we can find the shoes with traces of that mud and artificial turf." I said. "In any case, it's the hand we're dealt. And I'm ready to lay down my cards, and call."

To be continued.

Do you know who killed Derrick Belle? And why?

You've seen the clues, in this series as well as previous stories.

Place yer bets!