Friday Night

The call came in shortly after 10 PM. “Detective, there has been a double murder at 9822 S. Laurel Ave. Officers and the forensic pathologist are already on the scene.”

Detective Vera Lovelace arrived at 9822 S. Laurel Ave., situated in a cul-de-sac with four mansions. She observed that officers had detained three women who were gathered outside one of the residences.

Upon entering the house, she was informed that the victims were upstairs in the master bedroom. Additionally, Mr. McPherson, the husband, was in the study.

Detective Lovelace ascended the stairs and paused in the doorway of the bedroom, momentarily frozen, before stepping inside.

The two victims were discovered unclothed on the bed. The male had his hand resting on a knife that was embedded in the female's chest. She observed multiple stab wounds on the male's back and noted a strong odor of alcohol as she examined the scene.

“What do you have for me, Tess?”

“There are two distinct times of death: the female victim died first, at approximately 10 PM, followed by the male victim ten minutes later. I will have more information once I get them to the station.”

Before returning downstairs, Vera noticed what appeared to be letters scrawled in blood.

“Tess, what do you make of this?” she asked, pointing to what appeared to be letters.

“The letters S and P.”

“Just wanted confirmation.”

“Additionally, Mr. McPherson has a significant bump on his head. It appears he was struck from behind with a blunt object, and I applied a bandage to the wound,” Tess added.

Returning downstairs, Vera went to the study and questioned Mr. McPherson. He was sitting in a brown leather chair, and she sat across from him in an identical chair.

“Mr. McPherson, could you please tell me what happened tonight?”

“I suggested to Ellie that she invite Hank Reynolds over for dinner to celebrate their victory in a significant wrongful lawsuit against a trucking company. After dinner, while I was cleaning up, they had vanished. When I finally found them, they were naked on the bed. Hank was unconscious from excessive drinking and had a knife in his hand. The knife was embedded in Ellie’s chest.”

“Can you remember anything else?”

“I went downstairs to the study to call the police when someone approached from behind and struck me on the head. When I regained consciousness, the police had already arrived.”

“Did you know that your wife was having an affair?”

“Only recently.”

“Thank you, Mr. McPherson. That will be all for now. I will be in touch.”

The detective stepped outside and approached the three women. Officer Allie Carson briefed the detective on the information gathered from them.

“This won't take long, ladies. How well do you know the McPhersons?”

Mrs. Catherine Copperfield replied, “We all know them very well.”

Mrs. Arlene Darlington stated, “They gave me a key and asked me some time ago to water their plants and collect their mail while they were on vacation.”

Mrs. Barbara Lynch was the most reserved of the group and was not particularly cooperative.

“Where were the three of you this evening?”

Mrs. Catherine Copperfield replied, “At my home, we’re having an incredible girls' night. Our husbands have gone out for their weekly guys' night.”

“That was until we heard a loud, blood-curdling scream coming from the McPhersons,” Arlene added.

“Thank you, ladies. That will be all for now. I will be in touch.”

It was well past midnight when Vera headed home, and she broke down in tears. She needed to work quickly to solve the case.

Saturday

Vera arrived early at the station, anxious to find out the results of the autopsy and tests performed on the knife.

“Good morning, Tess. What do you have for me today?”

“How are you holding up?”

“I'm fine. I don't have time to address it, and before you ask, no one is aware. Please keep this to yourself.”

“We have been friends for a long time; you know that I can be trusted.”

“What have you discovered?”

“I can definitively state that the deaths occurred exactly ten minutes apart and that it was Mr. Reynolds who killed Mrs. McPherson. The force of the knife had pierced the superior vena cava, which functions to return blood from the head, neck, arms, and chest back to the heart.”

“Was her death instantaneous?”

“In this case, yes. Although it is not common, it usually takes several minutes. Regarding who killed Mr. Reynolds, it is most likely a woman, given the number of wounds and their depth.”

“Thank you, Tess.”

Vera returned to her desk and began reviewing the autopsy report and evidence. She revisited the crime scene and conducted a search around the house. On the porch, she noticed something small and shiny near the potted plant to the right of the front door.

She donned a pair of nitrile gloves to pick up what appeared to be a silver crescent moon earring and placed it in an evidence bag. Just then, the door opened, and she took a step back.

“Hello detective, may I help you?”

“Yes,” she said, making an effort not to stare at the six-foot-two-inch tall, 26-year-old Sam McPherson. His well-defined physique was evident in the T-shirt and athletic shorts he wore, and his short blond hair was neatly trimmed.

“Please come in, Detective.”

Vera stepped inside and was escorted to the study. As she settled into the leather chair, she said, “We haven’t been properly introduced, Sam McPherson. I am Detective Vera Lovelace, but you may call me Vera.”

“How may I help you, Vera?”

“Can you recall anything else about Friday night?”

“What I shared with you earlier is all I know.”

“Thank you for your time, Sam.”

“My pleasure, Vera. Will I see you again?”

“You never know.”

Vera stepped outside with the arrest warrants she had requested and called for backup, stating, “Send three squad cars to 9822 S. Laurel Ave.”

Five minutes later, the squad cars arrived. She spoke to the three officers, saying, “We are arresting Mrs. Catherine Copperfield, who lives at 9821, Mrs. Arlene Darlington at 9823, and Mrs. Barbara Lynch at 9824, all on suspicion of murder.”

The husbands were deeply upset and concerned as they watched their wives being handcuffed and taken into custody. Vera informed them that their wives would be released after questioning.

Upon returning to the station, the three women were placed in separate interrogation rooms. Each woman requested the presence of her lawyer. Ninety minutes later, their lawyers and husbands arrived.

After the questioning, the women were released. Mrs. Lynch made a slip during her interview that Vera found suspicious. Consequently, she submitted a request for a search warrant.

It was getting late, and the warrant had not yet been issued. Vera decided to make a stop before heading home. She changed her clothes and drove over to McPherson's house.

Vera rang the doorbell, and when Sam opened the door, he was awestruck. Vera looked stunning, dressed in a white transparent t-shirt/crop top with short sleeves. Her generous cleavage was covered by three buttons in the v-neck. Her tight-fitting blue jeans appeared to be painted on. Furthermore, her outfit was completed with white stiletto heels.

“Please come in, Detective Lovelace,” he said, watching her enter and admiring every curve of her stunning figure.

He walked over, drew her close, and gazed into those emerald-green eyes. They kissed, letting their hands roam over the contours of each other’s bodies. They pressed against each other, her hands sliding up and down his boxers, feeling the firmness of his erect cock. As they continued to make out, the kiss became more passionate.

Vera moaned softly as Sam’s fingers pinched and pulled her stiff nipples through her top. His other hand undid her jeans’ button and pulled down the zipper. She ended the kiss and pulled his t-shirt up over his head, tossing it to the side. Without waiting, Sam dropped to his knees and curled his fingers in the waistband of her jeans without hesitation.

Sam pulled down her jeans and thong together, his face just millimeters away from her crotch. As his tongue moved softly between the folds that protected her flower, he inhaled the sweet scent of her pussy. His tongue touched Vera's clit, causing her to gasp. Her hands each grabbed a fistful of Sam’s hair and drew him closer. As he licked and sucked the juicy peach, Sam became increasingly immersed in her scent and wetness.

Vera's body trembled as her orgasm grew stronger. To keep her from falling, he reached around with both hands and grabbed her firm butt cheeks. She screamed with delight as his tongue fucked her.

“Oh, please don’t stop! I'm nearly there!”

Sam started fucking her with two fingers while sucking her clit. That was all it took; the orgasm jolted her body, and the sweet juices flooded his mouth. As her legs gave out, he helped Vera to the plush carpet. As she recovered, Sam took off her shoes and finished removing the jeans along with the thong. For a moment, they looked into each other’s eyes. 

“You’re about to get fucked until you plead with me to stop,” Sam said as he removed his boxers.

“Go for it, baby; I am more than ready. Fill me up with your cum.”

With a single thrust, Sam pushed his cock balls-deep into her tight pussy. She wrapped her long legs around him and held Sam in place. He fucked her slowly and deeply until she begged...

“I can't take it any longer. Please go faster and harder!”

“Vera, that is exactly what I wanted to hear,” he said just before thrusting his cock balls deep again.

For almost twenty minutes, I fucked her hard and fast. She had several orgasms before one final thrust from my cock pushed her over the edge.

“Oh, my God! I’M CUUMMIINNG!” Vera shrieked.

Her legs wrapped around him, and her pussy gripped his cock like a vise. With one final hard thrust, his cum-laden balls emptied their load into her tight pussy.

“Aarggghh, I'm c-cuummiinng!” Sam cried before collapsing onto Vera.

While they kissed, her nipples pressed against his chest through the transparent top. After they recovered, Sam got up and helped Vera to her feet. She looked down and said she had to clean his cock. Dropping to her knees, she licked his cum and pussy-juice-covered cock clean. When she had finished, Sam took her hand and led her to the shower.

As they stepped into the shower, he turned on the water. Vera stood under the waterfall-style shower head. As it became wet, her transparent top appeared to vanish.

“Do you like my big twins, Sam?” she asked, flashing a seductive smile. 

“Not at all, Vera. I love them,” he said as she teasingly pulled the top over her head.

She tossed the top to the side and they started to wash each other. Sam pushed Vera towards the wall and they masturbated each other for one last time.

As she was getting dressed, he gave her one of his white t-shirts to wear. She placed her wet top in the small bag he handed her.

Before she left, Sam inquired about the case, and she informed him that it was still ongoing. After that, she departed, leaving Sam to reflect.

Sunday

Vera received the call she had been anticipating: the search warrant had been issued. She drove to the station, collected the warrant, and took two officers with her. Upon arriving at the Lynchs' home, they rang the doorbell. When Mr. Lynch opened the door, Vera presented him with the warrant. Both she and the officers entered the residence. One officer remained with the couple while Vera and the other officer proceeded to the master bedroom.

What she found was unexpected. They returned downstairs to the living room, where the couple was sitting.

Mrs. Lynch was read her rights and agreed to answer questions without a lawyer. Vera found this strange, considering that she had wanted one on Saturday.

“Mrs. Lynch, I found a house key on your desk upstairs. Whose is it?”

Feeling cornered with no way out, she confessed, “It’s the McPhersons’.”

“Why do you have it? Did Mrs. Darlington give it to you?”

“She asked me to hold it for her.”

“Did she leave your girls' night at Mrs. Copperfield's at any time?”

“Mrs. Copperfield did.”

“What time was that?”

“A little after 10 PM.”

“Please stand. You are under arrest for being an accessory to murder. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you.”

In handcuffs, Vera and the officer escorted Mrs. Lynch to the squad car and drove her to the station, where she was processed.

Her husband promptly contacted their lawyer to explain the circumstances.

Back at the station, Vera contacted the judge to explain her need for two additional search warrants. Within two hours, armed with the warrants, she returned to Mrs. Darlington's property accompanied by two squad cars, each with two officers. After serving the warrant, one officer stayed with the couple while Vera and the other officers went outside to search the shed. In the back, they discovered a bloody pipe concealed beneath some tarps. After placing it in an evidence bag, they returned to the house. They went upstairs but did not find anything else that could be considered incriminating.

Mrs. Darlington was afforded the same opportunity to confess as Mrs. Lynch. She admitted to concealing the pipe for Mrs. Copperfield. Vera placed her under arrest for being an accessory to murder. Two officers escorted her in handcuffs to the squad car and transported her to the station, where she was processed.

Vera's last hope of finding the missing crescent moon earring rested with Mrs. Copperfield. She and the last two officers approached the house. After handing the warrant to Mr. Copperfield, they entered. One officer remained with the couple while Vera and the other officer ascended the stairs.

“Mom, Dad, what’s going on?” their eighteen-year-old daughter asked.

“Please sit down. When the detective returns, everything will be explained,” the officer said.

Taking a seat, she looked at her parents with great concern and remained quiet.

While searching the rooms, Vera discovered the missing earring. They returned downstairs, and Vera presented the earring she had found. Mrs. Copperfield became increasingly anxious as Vera recounted where she had discovered the other earring. Upon hearing that the pipe and house key had also been located, she began to tear up.

“You know where I found the earring?”

“Yes, detective. In Abby’s room.”

“Will you both stand?”

“Mom, what’s happening?”

“I’m placing your mother under arrest for being an accessory to murder,” Vera said as she handcuffed her.

“You are under arrest for the murder of Mr. Hank Reynolds. Both of you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you.”

Vera handcuffed the daughter, and both were escorted by the officers to the squad car.

Mr. Copperfield sat there, stunned and unsure of what to say or do. Vera suggested that he contact their lawyer as soon as possible before leaving.

Back at the station, the mother and daughter were processed. While Vera reviewed her report, Tess approached her desk.

“Do you have something for me, Tess?”

“The final autopsy report, which includes the findings related to the evidence.”

“You look exhausted, Vera. Go home and get some rest.”

“I will do that after I review your report. Goodnight, Tess.”

With that, Tess left, and Vera read the report. Hanks' fingerprints were the only ones on the knife, while the pipe had Abby’s fingerprints. The last step was to interview Abby.

Her lawyer arrived three hours after Abby’s arrest. When Vera asked why she had murdered Mr. Reynolds, Abby replied that they were lovers and that she was jealous of his affair with Mrs. McPherson. They had argued, and he had told her that he wasn’t going to stop seeing her. That was when she began planning the murder, including scrawling Sam McPherson’s initials in the blood.

Two months later

Sam had not heard anything from Vera since that day. He was informed that he would be called as a witness in the trial. 

The mothers' trial

With Sam’s testimony and the evidence presented, the jury took forty-five minutes to find the mothers guilty of being accessories to murder.

Abby’s trial (three months later)

Sam had not heard from Vera in the last three months, and he understood why.

On the day of Abby Copperfield's trial, Sam saw Vera, who discreetly winked at him. Sam smiled as everyone entered the courtroom.

After all of the testimony was presented, eighteen-year-old Abby was found guilty of first degree murder. She was sentenced to twenty years in prison, with the possibility of parole after serving fifteen years.

One month after the trial

It was early in the morning, and Sam was doing yard work out front. Mulch needed to be replaced around the flowerbed and plants. It was already hot, and his clothes were wet from sweat.

“Hey, stud!”

He stopped what he was doing, turned around, and said, “Hey, gorgeous!”

Vera rushed towards him, wearing a pink shirt. Her big tits swayed side to side with each stride. The cutoff jeans were so tight that Sam could see her camel toe. She jumped, throwing her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. Sam took hold of her firm, heart-shaped butt. They kissed passionately, her big tits pressed against his chest. 

Vera broke the kiss and asked, “Don't you like it when a plan comes together, sweetie?”

“Yes, I do, baby. Placing that knife in his hand while he was unconscious and then using his hand to stab my unfaithful wife was a brilliant idea. I just regret that Hank was murdered,” Sam said.

“That's okay, Sam; the marriage ended a long time ago.”

“Now, please take off your heels and help me finish spreading the mulch before we go inside to celebrate a new beginning,” Sam said.

“Before we do that, I think we should thank someone else.”

Tess appeared right on cue. She was equally beautiful as Vera. Her slim, athletic figure moved gracefully as she ran up to us. She pressed herself against Sam, and he could feel her medium-sized breasts.

“I was happy to assist with the case,” Tess said with a wink.

“Well, stud, would you mind if Tess joined us in celebrating?”

“What are we waiting for? Tess, take off those heels and help us finish spreading the mulch first,” he said, feeling a rush of excitement.

The three of them worked their butts off. The girls were drenched with sweat by the time they finished. They entered the house, and clothes flew everywhere as the trio made their way to the shower. Afterward, Sam gave each of the girls a t-shirt and athletic shorts while they waited for their clothes to be washed.

Forty minutes later and nearly two bottles of wine, their clothes were ready.

“Wait here, stud, we’re going to change,” Vera said before kissing his cheek.

They were back in a flash, Vera looked hot in that pink shirt and cutoff jeans. Tess was equally hot in a short sleeve denim shirt and cutoff jeans.

Tess asked in a sultry tone, “Would you like us to dance?”

“You know how excited I would be if you did?” Sam asked

He watched as their hands glided over their sensuous curves. They began to sway gently from side to side while he sat at the foot of the bed. Slender fingers deftly undid the buttons of their shirts, revealing a deep cleavage.

Every movement caused the tops of their breasts to jiggle, and Sam felt himself becoming aroused. They continued to tease him by undoing the button on their jeans and slowly pulling their zippers down.

Vera’s pink lace g-string and Tess’s white lace g-string had the desired effect, causing Sam’s arousal to intensify. They slowly and seductively slid the jeans down her long legs. They allowed the shorts to pool around their feet before stepping out of them and kicking them aside.

Sam watched them turn, shaking their heart-shaped buttocks. As she glanced over her shoulder, Vera flashed him a flirtatious smile and a wink, followed by Tess, who seductively ran her fingers over her lips. Both girls let their shirts slide from their slender shoulders. He watched as the shirts floated down their arms to the ground like feathers.

First, Tess and then Vera spun around, beginning to caress their bra-encased breasts. Their hands glided over sensuous curves and slipped inside their g-strings. They engaged in masturbation while watching as Sam revealed his eight-inch erection from the confines of his shorts. The three of them halted just before reaching climax.

The girls strutted over, tossing aside their bras and clacking their black stiletto heels on the wooden floor like an old typewriter. They knelt in front of Sam, and Vera said, “You won’t need those trousers.”

He removed his shirt while both girls pulled down his trousers and boxers. Sam’s erection brushed against Vera's left cheek. She looked up and smiled before taking him fully into her mouth.

He was captivated by their dancing and the exquisite sensation of Vera’s mouth and Tess’s hand caressing his balls brought him to the brink of ecstasy in no time.

“God, girls, I’m cuummiinng!” he said.

Vera gently withdrew his member from her soft mouth and wrapped her right hand around the thick, veiny, throbbing shaft. Tess delicately squeezed his testicles in her gentle hand.

Sam gazed into Vera’s hazel eyes as she stimulated him. Sam anticipated what would happen next: she directed the mushroom-shaped head toward her eager mouth.

The first spurt landed on her left cheek, followed by one on her tongue. She aimed the next load toward Tess’s mouth. Two more loads landed on their breasts. Vera maintained a gentle grip on the shaft while her hand moved up and down in a corkscrew motion.

The girls kissed each other, sharing the cum and swallowing. Tess used her left hand to scoop up the remaining cum from Vera's cheek and gently slipped her slender finger into Vera's mouth.

After licking and sucking Tess's finger clean, the girls rubbed their cum-covered breasts, spreading the thick, gelatinous ejaculate as if it were massage oil.

They then stood, kicked off their black stilettos, and pushed Sam onto his back. Vera was on top of him, straddling his hips before he could react. Her g-string covered Sam’s nose and mouth before he even realized it. Tess was between his parted legs, sucking and licking his cock back to life.

Vera said, “Savor my essence and inhale my fragrance,” as she impaled herself on Sam.

Tess sucked and licked his balls while Vera rubbed the fabric of her panties against his mouth and nose.

Vera removed the panties from Sam’s mouth and straddled his face. She lowered herself, looked down, and said, "Here's dessert."

Sam reached up with both hands, grasped the magnificent twins, and began kneading their supple flesh. Vera moaned as he pinched and tugged at the nubs positioned against quarter-sized, light brown areolae.

She offered herself to him, and he gently caressed the delicate petals that concealed her essence.

Her moans filled the room as she neared her long-awaited orgasm, but Sam was not finished. He gently rolled Vera onto her back, prompting Tess to shift.

Vera and Sam exchanged knowing glances for a moment as she guided him toward her. With a single, forceful thrust, he penetrated deeply and let out a loud grunt.

She wrapped her long legs around him, pulling Sam in even closer. Vera’s cries and his moans were so loud that the neighbors likely heard them. Vera collapsed onto him, and he could feel her heartbeat against his chest. After a brief pause, Vera rolled off, only to be replaced by Tess. She straddled his face and looked down, saying, “Eat.” Sam was more than happy to oblige.

Vera was kneeling beside them and shared a passionate kiss with Tess. Simultaneously, Vera's hand was kneading Tess's breast. Within minutes, Tess reached her climax, flooding Sam’s mouth with her sweet essence. She collapsed onto him as Vera moved to lie next to them.

The three of them resumed making love after a well-deserved rest and continued throughout the day and night, engaging in passionate intimacy. They also took time to nourish their bodies with food and drink.

Vera and Sam waited a year before getting married. They purchased a home on the other side of town and are now happily married. Once a month, they meet with Tess for some exhilarating experiences.

The above story is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and events are products of the author's imagination and are used as fantasy. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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