'That was a fucking waste of time' Said Ron throwing a business card into the kitchen bin. 'But what about if we remember something else?' was Denise's reply. 'We both know we'll not see our stuff again, the old bill are fucking useless!' Denise knew it wasn't worth arguing and started clearing up.
It hadn't been the best of afternoons Ron and Denise had returned home 5 hours earlier to find they had been burgled and now having spent 4 hours in the presence of the police whom he loathed Ron was not in the best of moods. 'I'm heading down the pub' he yelled as he headed out of the door.
Denise although upset continued to clean up, as she did so her mind kept wandering back to the ruggedly handsome detective that had been round asking questions.
'If you remember anything else or find anything else missing then give me a call' she remembered him saying. She fetched the business card out of the bin and hid it in her handbag in case she ever needed it.
Once tidied up she checked the house was secure and headed off for a shower.
In the shower her thoughts once more turned to Detective Hanson, he was a 6 foot tall ruggedly handsome black guy in his mid 40's, She was imagining him naked making passionate love to her. She was suddenly aware of how turned on she was as she was delicately fingering her extremely wet pussy. She slipped a couple of fingers inside and frigged herself hard, her eyes were closed as she imagined the handsome Detective fucking her hard.
In no time at all she came so intensely she almost collapsed on the shower floor.
She finished showering and went to the bedroom to dress, taking the card from her handbag she looked at it and thought 'Should I call him?'
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As she lay in bed later that evening she heard Ron come home, as he made his way upstairs she knew what to expect.
He was soon in bed beside her and kissed her a couple of times (his idea of foreplay) then he climbed between her legs and after a few thrusts he grunted as he came. This was the only sex life Denise has ever known as Ron was her 1st love.
He rolled off and was soon fast asleep. As she laid beside him Denise thoughts turned to all the passionate love making she had seen on TV or in films and thought does it really exist or is it just fantasy? Only one way to find out she thought and she drifted to sleep thinking of Detective Hanson. |
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Once Ron had left for work she fetched the business card from her handbag, her hands trembled as she hesitated before making the call.
She rang dialled the number three times before finally having the courage to hit the call button.
A short conversation followed and she was left breathless Detective Hanson would be there in two hours.
She headed for the shower excited at the thought of what might happen. As she dried herself in front of the mirror reality struck, why would he fancy an ugly fat bitch like me? She thought.
Denise is an attractive shapely woman but years of verbal abuse and mental torture from Ron meant she looked at herself differently from reality.
She sat on the bed crying before resolving to glamour herself up before the handsome detective arrived. Slipping into her flowery summer dress that showed a bit of cleavage she brushed her hair and put on a bit of make up. She never done this for Ron as he would never notice anyway.
Denise knew she was playing with fire as Ron had two big hates in life. One was cops and the other was interracial relationships. The truth is Ron is a bit of a neanderthal, strong right wing believes. Since meeting Denise he had insisted that she stayed home and she had very few friends.
Perhaps this wasn't a good idea and she picked up the phone to call Hanson. |
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Struggling to think of something to say meant she delayed the call, startled by the doorbell she realised her two hours were up and Hanson was here.
Straightening her dress as she head to the door she took a few deep breath to compose herself.
Opening the door she invited him in and soaked in the smell of aftershave as he passed. As he walked down the hall she admired his broad shoulders, muscular frame and tight ass in his well tailored light grey suit.
As they sat in the kitchen Hanson asked what else she needed to tell him? Feeling embarrassed that she had no more information to give him and had got him here under false pretenses in the hope of something else Denise began to well up.
Hanson put a comforting arm around her, he felt so strong and powerful Denise just wanted to collapse into his arms.
'I'll make us both a cuppa' he says releasing her from his grip.
She sat at the breakfast bar as he made the tea admiring How the material hugged his body as he stretched into the cupboards. Denise realising it had been many years since a man had made her a cuppa made her lust even more for the gentlemanly detective, how was she going to let him know? Would he be interested? |
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Handing Denise her tea he sits opposite her, she notices his ring finger is empty and smiles inwardly.
'It's not unusual to get upset after being burgled' said Hanson in a soothing voice and the were soon engaged in conversation. Denise wasn't really taking in what he was saying she just wanted to run her hands over is silky smooth head as she kissed him.
Finding herself getting aroused she excused herself to the bathroom to recompose her thoughts.
In the bathroom she stood in front of the mirror talking to herself 'pull yourself together woman a hot guy like that is not going to be interested in you'
A sharp knock on the bathroom door and it swung open, there stood Hanson naked from the waist up his body was as good as Denise had imagined, undoing his belt as he walked towards her. A swarm of butterflies engulfed her stomach, she couldn't believe what was happening. She held out her arms ready to embrace and kiss another man. |
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Wrapping a hand around her head he pulled her lips to his, she melted into his kiss their tongues entwined.
He kissed with a passion she had never known, pulling away he said 'I know what you frustrated housewives need, a nice big cock' with that he took a hold of her dress and ripped it apart discarding it on the floor.
'Turn round and hold onto the sink, I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before'
Ripping off her panties her pussy was already wet in anticipation and he took a firm grip of her thighs and eased himself deep inside her. He began to thrust in and out, her mind was all over the place. What ever would Ron do if he ever found out, she didn't care to much she was having the best sex of her life.
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Snapping out of her daydream she realise it was Hanson outside the bathroom 'I'll just be a couple of minutes' she answered trying hard to compose herself.
Hanson said he'd just had a call regarding another burglary and had to go, he said he would let himself out and would phone later to arrange to come back.
As he walked down the stairs and out off the door Denise ran to the bedroom to watch this fine specimen of manhood walk to his car.
Then laying on the bed she went back to her daydream wondering if she could ever have this man?
She lay on the bed pleasuring herself and after two orgasms she dressed and headed down stairs to prepare dinner for Ron.
The phone rang and she ran to it excitedly, it was Hanson and he wanted to come back this evening. Thinking quickly Denise made up an excuse about going out asking if he could visit in the morning? She wanted him to herself.
11am was arranged and her butterflies returned, she had to contain her excitement Ron was due home. |
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The next morning after Ron had left for work Denise began to think about the visit from Hanson, knowing that it was doubtful he would make the first move she had to come up with a plan to seduce him.
Pondering over her morning cuppa doubts began to fill her head and she thought about calling up and cancelling.
Something in the back of her mind stirred and told her 'go for it, you only live once and if he does reject you no one will ever know' Denises mind was made up and she went to her bedroom to prepare for 11am.
At 11am Denise was looking out of the bedroom window, a car pulled up and her heart skipped a beat a the handsome rugged detective stepped out. She watched him through the curtains as leg walked up the path. The ringing of the doorbell almost took her breath away, composing herself she headed downstairs.
'Good morning Denise' he said as she answered the door, she invited him in.
'Sorry am I a bit early' he enquired as Denise was in a towelling dressing gown.
'No we did agree 11, I'm just running a bit late' she swooned.
Denise made them both a cuppa as Hanson sat in the lounge, oh my god I can't believe I'm doing this she thought to herself as she headed through to join him.
She sat in the chair opposite and were just making small talk as Denise crossed her legs allowing dressing gown to fall open exposing a lot of thigh.
She was looking into Hansons eyes hoping to see a reaction but she didn't detect any and once more doubts began to cross her mind.
What the hell she thought and uncrossing her legs she exposed her naked shaven pussy to him, he seemed to almost choke on his tea
But still said nothing, his eyes gave nothing away.
If only Denise had been aware of the obvious growing bulge in his tight trousers.
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Denise has never felt so sexually charged and throwing caution to the wind she stands up and peeling the robe over her shoulders she lets it drop to the floor. It's the moment of truth, has she just made a complete fool of herself is Hanson the man she hopes he is?
"Denise you really shouldn't be doing this" he says rising to his feet "I'm on du" he is stopped mid sentence as Denise kisses him on the lips.
Denise knows it's make or break, has she just made a massive mistake. Hansons hands around her waist tells her she hasn't, their tongues search out each others mouths they melt into the moment. |
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Breaking from the kiss Denise took his hand and led in upstairs to her bedroom, once inside the room she turned to kiss again.
It was at this point reality hit and realising she had never tried to seduce a man before she prolonged the kiss hoping Hanson would take the lead.
His first spoken words since being stopped mid sentence by a kiss assured Denise he was going to be in control "so you fancy some black cock? You slut"
Although shocked to be called a slut as no one had ever talked to her like that before, she found herself very aroused.
He ordered her on to her knees and she was now facing the bulge she had failed to spot earlier. Hanson removed his belt and put it loosely around Denises neck,
Undoing his trousers he peeled them over his muscular thighs. Denise took a sharp intake of breath as she saw the outline of his manhood through his tight boxers.
A sharp tug on the belt and Denises lips were now against his hard cock and she began to lick it through the boxers "that's a good slut, I see you love cock. I bet you've had many cocks in your slutty mouth" said Hanson with a touch of arrogance.
Embarrassed Denise looked into his eyes and almost apologetically told him his was only the second cock she had touched.
"Well I'm sure you'll remember this one for a long time" he said smugly as he pulled down his boxers, his cock stood out proudly like a big black lance.
Denise was dumbfounded, he was at least twice as long and wide as Ron. She wasn't convinced she would be able to accommodate this impressive weapon but decided she would give it her best shot.
Another sharp tug on the belt and without saying a word she realised Hanson wanted his cock to receive some attention, wrapping her hands around it she began to wank him slowly and tentatively moved in to taste a cock for the first time in years. Gentle kisses were soon replaced by long slow licks as she began to feast.
Releasing the belt Hanson took a firm grip on her head and Denise open her mouth as he began to feed her his cock. Her mouth had not been stretched this wide since she had her wisdom teeth removed, but this was a more pleasurable stretch than the dentist clamp.
Less than half the cock was in her mouth before she began to gag, pulling back she got her breath before beginning a slow bobbing motion. She continued to stroke his cock and squeeze his balls as his hips began to sway and he run his fingers through her hair.
She devoured him hungrily until his body tensed up and a volley of hot cum filled her mouth, she swallowed quickly as a second and third volley followed. He held his cock for Denise to lick clean.
"That's a good slut" smiled Hanson smugly
"I'll be back same time tomorrow to fuck you" pulling up his trousers he let himself out leaving Denise kneeling on the bedroom floor.
Denise smiled to herself pleased at what she had done and the fact Hanson was coming back tomorrow, standing up she realised she still had his belt around her neck. She removed it and looked into the mirror "am I really a slut?" She asked herself. Getting dressed she hid the belt and went downstairs dreaming about tomorrow. |
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