“For those of you who don’t know me, I’m Jenna Tierney, Laura’s sister. Laura meant everything to me; she was the one person who always had my back no matter what. For the last six days, I’ve been thinking about what I could have done differently that would have saved her life. I don’t have an answer for that question. What I do know is that Laura lived a full life she tried everything and had no regrets. Laura lived every moment as if it were her last. I bet she would challenge all of you to do the same.” Jenna didn't resume her seat near her parents, instead sat between Samantha and Connie.
Michael and Mack attended Laura Tierney’s memorial. It was pretty much a standard procedure in a murder case. You never know who’s going to show up at the funeral or memorial service. St. John’s church was filled; the majority of attendees were men. This didn’t surprise him knowing Laura’s sexual history. When Jenna stood up to speak he could feel her pain, and it took everything in him to remain seated. Something about her called out to him, and he would see her soon.
***
Michael couldn’t stay away from Jenna any longer; it was late in the evening. He figured if Jenna had any visitors they would be long gone by now. He stood in front of Jenna’s house wondering about the reception he would receive. He rang the doorbell and waited patiently for Jenna to answer the door, the light in the hallway came on a few minutes later before Jenna opened the door. She had a robe on and at that moment, he realized just how beautiful she truly is.
Jenna opened the door for Michael, “I hoped that you would come.” Jenna let out a frustrated groan as Michael came towards her.
Michael grabbed Jenna around her waist and kissed her as if his life depended touching her lips. He couldn’t wait to taste her, his tongue speared inside her mouth, and she tasted like cinnamon and honey. Between breaths he managed to say a few words, “I refused to stay away from you any longer Jenna I want you too much.”
Jenna returned his kiss and started unbuttoning his shirt. I’m glad you came; I want you to fuck me Michael right now. I want you so much.”
Michael kick the door shut and pushed Jenna until her back was against the wall. He pulled her robe open only to find that she was naked underneath. If possible, his cock became harder, all of the blood in his body flowed directly to his cock, and he felt dizzy by the feeling. Jenna’s breasts were perfect, her nipples puckered up like little raspberries and he wasted no time sucking and nibbling them.
Jenna spread Michael’s shirt open and sucked his nipples one at a time. He felt that touch all the way down to his groin. Michael didn’t know that his nipples were so sensitive; it obviously had to be the person doing the tweaking. He moved his hands down her body and stopped at her sweet nether lips, he felt nothing but skin. For his dining pleasure, there was no greater pussy than a bare one and Jenna’s pussy was soft and smooth.
He would make her come again before taking her, he wondered if he could make her wet enough to handle his cock. He stroked and strummed her clit until he felt the evidence of her orgasm on his hands. His cock was thick and hard, he didn’t want to hurt her by taking her too fast. “Are you wet enough for me baby?”
“Yes, don’t stop. Michael fuck me now!”
Michael pulled a condom from his pocket. Before he could unbuckle his belt, Jenna’s hands beat him to the punch. She had him shucked out of his pants and jockey’s in no time. Michael sucked in his breath as Jenna placed her warm hand on his cock. Her thumb rubbed the mushroom head of his cock. She wiped the pre-come against her finger and put it in her mouth.
“Uhmm, you taste good. Another time I want to experience the whole enchilada.”
That did it; he ripped the condom wrapper open and pulled the condom over his cock. He lifted Jenna and buried himself in her tight pussy. Her pussy felt like a suction cup the way she was moving in conjunction with him. Michael plowed her into the wall over and over again.
Jenna’s felt like a rag doll the way Michael hammered into her pussy. She started moving against him, and Michael lost his footing and fell flat on his ass. Jenna didn’t miss a beat she kept riding him. The robe was hindering her movements. She pulled her arms out of her sleeves and threw the robe over her shoulders. “You feel so good.”
Michael flipped Jenna onto her back and continued to tunneling into her wet cunt. He grabbed both of her hands and held them over her head. “This is my show baby lay back and enjoy.” Fucking Jenna was the most perfect feeling he ever had, and he planned to stay buried in her honey pot for the rest of the night. Suddenly he pulled out of her tight sheath and used his free hand to rub her clit.
“I’m almost there Michael, and I want you inside me when I come.” Jenna couldn’t hold back her scream as her climax rushed over her. She felt it just as Michael thrust his thick cock back into her hot center. Out of nowhere, the phrase ‘use it or lose it’ made perfect since. She planned on giving her pussy a work out from now on there is no way she ever wanted to lose this feeling.
"Oh shit!” Michael’s cock kept jerking as he came. He had to lay his head on Jenna’s breast for a moment before pulling out of her wet sheath. Jenna climbed up on him and rubbed her bare breasts against his chest, immediately his cock was hard again.
“I love a man with a hairy chest, my pussy tingles when the hair tickles my nipples.”
Jenna’s sweet ass filled Michael’s hands. His middle finger slid over her puckered hole. “Have you ever had anal sex?”
Jenna purred like a cat as Michael played with her ass. “Of course, have you; I’ll have to show you the benefits of a good strap-on.”
Michael laughed out loud, there was no way Jenna was going to fuck his ass with a dildo. “That’s not likely to happen.”
Jenna stood up as Michael clinched her ass again; she reached down to help Michael off the floor. “What if I make it worth your while?” Jenna kissed Michael and sucked on his lip. She locked the front door and motioned for Michael to follow her, “I‘ve been told that I can be real persuasive.”
Michael’s eyes were fixed on the pale globes of Jenna’s ass. “Do you have any condoms upstairs?”
“I have a lot of things upstairs do you feel brave enough to follow me.”
“Baby I’d follow you anywhere, especially if the trail leads between your legs.” Michael followed Jenna upstairs for more fun and games. He didn’t know where this would lead, but he had to focus on the here and now.
***
He’d been parked in front of Jenna’s house ever since Laura’s memorial service. What was that cop doing over Jenna’s house at this time of night? It was too late in the night to being paying his respects. There was no way he was sharing Jenna. He could feel that she was the one. He wasted too much time focusing on Laura when he should have been making plans with Jenna. He wondered if Jenna remembered him from all those years ago. It actually didn’t matter; they would have a chat soon to clear up the details of their relationship. He had to get her in line before she suffered the same fate as Laura.
***
Michael woke up to the glorious sight of Jenna’s naked body. One of her legs was bent giving him a good view of the puffy lips of her pussy. He didn’t get a chance to taste her last night, and there was no better time like the present. Michael got between her legs, putting them over his shoulders. He heard the moans coming from Jenna as his tongue made contact with her clit. He lost count of how many times they fucked last night sometimes their couplings were fast and furious the others were slow and gentle. No doubt, Jenna was sore, but who knew when he would get another chance to be with her again. She can rest her pussy after he’s gone this was his time.
“What a wonderful way to wake up, this is one of the best mornings I’ve had in a long time.” Jenna arched her back as Michael continued to fuck her with his tongue.
Michael ate her pussy as if it were a full course meal. He licked, sucked, and pinched her clit, making Jenna’s body rise as she climaxed again. “Hand me a condom.”
Jenna reached inside
the bedside table and grabbed two condoms. “I have a feeling the first one’s going to be extremely fast. I can’t wait for the second round when you give me the slow pole.” Jenna laughed as Michael swung her on top of him. She took his long thick length in her hand and rubbed it back and forth. Jenna then put the fat head of his cock in her mouth and swirled her tongue just at the very tip while massaging his balls.
Jenna’s mouth felt so good but not as good as her tight pussy. “When I come I want to be balls deep in your honey pot, so quit playing around and put the condom on now!”
Jenna tugged at his cock before pulling the condom on his ever growing appendage. Michael felt as if he were going to explode. “Now I want you ride me while I play with those perfect tits.” Her pussy was like a trap; every time his cock got in her hot box, she used the walls of her vagina to pull him in. Michael grabbed her ample ass using it as leverage to plunge his cock in as far as it could go.
Both of their groins were wet from Jenna’s first orgasm, he got his hands wet and started playing with her ass. Michael knew she loved this position; Jenna’s moans kept getting louder and louder as both of them came. Jenna lay on top of him trying to catch her breath. Michael spread her ass cheeks and probed her tiny puckered hole. Jenna wiggled against his hand and relaxed her body once more. “I asked you before if you had anal sex. What I actually want to know is if you like it?”
“I like it, but some men don't have the patience it takes to make it feel good. It takes a lot of preparation to take a dick the size of my forearm up the ass and you have a mighty large dick Detective Johnson.”
Michael gently pinched her nipples and kissed her face working his way down her body. “Tell me a sexual fantasy that you haven’t fulfilled.”
Jenna got into the spirit of Michael’s jovial mood after several rounds of sex men suddenly became indulgent. “I like fucking outdoors or someplace where I might get caught. For some reason, the one thing I haven’t done is a threesome.”
Michael chuckled as he continued taking a tour of her body with his tongue and lips. “Oh I find that darned surprising indeed. Let me tell you, it’s too late, you’re mine now, and I damn sure don’t share what’s mine.”
Jenna pushed at Michael’s shoulders. “What do you mean that you’re surprised that I haven’t had a threesome before?”
Michael tensed up as Jenna pushed him away from her and got out of bed; she was standing there naked with her hands on her hips demanding an answer about an offhand remark he made. Instead of deflating his cock, he was swollen and ready for round two. “I didn’t mean anything, why don’t you come back to bed and let me give you that slow fuck you mentioned earlier.”
Jenna looked down at Michael’s hands, one hand was beckoning her to come back to bed, and the other one was rubbing his dick. “Cover that up, the last thing I’m thinking about is fucking you again. Let me finish your statement for you. You’re surprised I haven’t had a threesome because my sister’s address book is full of men she fucked on a regular basis, and quite a few of them were threesomes. So I must be like my sister, right.”
Jenna turned away from Michael and headed towards the master bathroom. “You know the way out I suggest you get dressed and leave.”
Michael grabbed her with before she took more than a few steps, he wrapped his arms around, and he refused to let her go. Jenna struggled to get out of his embrace, but he tightened his hold with one arm as his other hand eased down her body until it reached her mound. He began fucking her with his fingers as he pressed his erection into her ass.
“I’m not going to let a few hasty words come between us. Yeah we fucked last night, but we made love too. Whether you like it or not you’re mine now. We can't go back to the time when you weren’t my woman.” Michael snatched his hand away from her pussy and released her. He licked his fingers and winked at her as he picked up his discarded clothes and left her bedroom.
***
Mack couldn’t believe his eyes as he read the fourteen year old crime report, this explained a lot about Laura Tierney’s sexual behavior. “Wake up buddy we hit pay dirt.”
Today was another lousy day for Michael. He hadn’t seen Jenna since she kicked him out of her bed four days before. She didn’t answer any of his calls, and he couldn't take the time to stop by her house. Jenna was nuts if she thought it was over for them. To top things off, Laura’s case kept hitting peaks and valleys. The Hughes brothers’ million dollar reward was making every nut come out of the woodwork. “What did you find out that put you in such a chipper mood?”
Mack threw the file down in front of Michael and took a seat. “I talked to an old timer Chuck Ryan who worked the case; he gave me the lowdown of what happened fourteen years ago. It seems as if the elder Tierney's had a party and two of the guests got a little wild and tried to sexually assault the Tierney’s fourteen and sixteen year old daughters.”
Michael was reading the report as Mack spoke to him. “What the fuck are you saying? Jenna and Laura were raped by their parents’ friends, and they covered it up. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me! This sounds like something out of a hokey made for TV movie.” Michael was so angry he could feel the heat rising in his face. What kind of fucking parents are Tierney’s?
“Hold on to your hat, the elder Tierney’s are swingers.” Mack wiggled his hand in Mike’s face.
“As in group sex. What else did you find out?”
“I got the name of the men who attacked Jenna and Laura all those years ago. You won’t believe this; Jackson Turnball and his son Jackson Junior.” In his enthusiasm, Mack got carried away giving Mike the details. Michael grabbed his jacket and ran for the door. “Hey where are you going?”
“I need to talk to Jenna, now. She’s been holding information back information that may be crucial in solving this case.”
Mack didn’t like the look on Michael's face. “Hey hold on a minute and I’ll join you.”
“No way partner, you have to follow up on Jackson Turnball Senior and Junior. Find out what they're doing now and where they were the night Laura Tierney was murdered.” Michael left without a backward glance.
***
Chapter 5
Jenna was glad her friend Samantha stopped by; she was just sorry that the boss came with her. Jenna and Samantha were certified business continuity professionals, both of them have been doing emergency management, and disaster planning for more than ten years. Their boss, Justin Pickard was the biggest “dick” in the company; they did all the work in the department, and this pompous ass took all the credit.
Samantha stood up and gave Jenna a hug. “Don’t worry about a thing; I’ve taken over your training sessions. Give me a call if you need anything and I’ll be there for you.”
The doorbell rang before Jenna could respond. It was beginning to feel like Grand Central Station around here. Two old friends of her grandparents left just before Samantha and Justin arrived. Jenna opened the door without checking to see who was at the door. A seriously pissed Detective Johnson stood on her front porch.
Michael pushed the door open without asking to be let in, “you should have asked who it was before you opened the door.”
Sarcasm dripped from her lips, “that‘s what a peephole is for detective.”
“That only works if you use it,” Michael said shutting the door behind him. He followed Jenna into the living room where a gorgeous black woman and weak chinned man were waiting. The woman was about Jenna’s build, maybe a few inches taller. She had long black hair, and beautiful hazel eyes. He didn’t like the way the man’s eyes flicked over Jenna’s body. It was obvious to him that the bastard would love to get into Jenna’s panties. Too late the man realized that Michael caught him checking Jenna out; he at least had the decency to blush.
"Detective Johnson, this is a friend and colleague Samantha Graham and our boss Justin Pickard."
Samantha’s hands were soft to the touch, and so were Pickard’s, that punk didn't do anything except push
a pencil around. “Nice to meet you both,” Michael picked up a magazine off the end table and sat down on the sofa as Jenna escorted her visitors to the door. He flipped through the pages of the magazine until he came across a folded page; he stared at the page memorizing every detail of the dress envisioning Jenna modeling it for him. He tossed the magazine back on the table as he heard the door close.
When Jenna came back into the room, she didn’t know what to make of his presence, they parted several days ago, and it wasn’t under the best circumstances. “What can I do for you Detective Johnson?”
As usual, his cock was raring to go, but he was here on official business. That took precedence over his urges. “First of all that pansy Pickard wants to get into your pants, and I didn’t like the way he was checking you out.”
“You determined that in less than a minute after meeting the man.” Jenna sat in the seat opposite the sofa.
“I’m a man. Men don’t stick our heads in the sand, especially when it comes to sex. If you gave that jackass the least bit of encouragement, he’d be on top of you before you could say bend over.”
“Well Justin is the last man I would encourage to do anything.”
“Good, see that it stays that way. I sure would hate to have him arrested for some trumped up charge. I hear that an arrest record doesn’t look good on a resume.”
“Why are we still discussing him and why are you here?”
This is a touchy issue and he knew Jenna might get stubborn and refuse to answer his questions. “Jenna, tell me about what happen to you and Laura fourteen years ago.”
How did he know? How did he find out about the “incident” that her parents had worked so hard to hide? “Michael I have no clue what you’re talking about, I wish you could be more specific.”
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