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Written: 03 October 2018

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Life Changing Accident part 5

by Isabella

Story Codes: M/F, Incest, Father/Daughter, Anal

I had to go home for a shower after playing with Dan, John was home, he'd been to see Joan, she knew that Paul wasn't her biological father, her mother had confessed to having sex with another man to conceive but hadn't told her who.

"Sue and Joan are coming over on Sunday, I'm going to screw Sue, try and make her pregnant, it'll make a change to fuck a woman who looks and acts so much like a man.

We had dinner together, well dinner for John but Lunch for me, and then I went off to work, observations on a drug dealer who stood on the corner of Abby Street and Melbourne Road. We weren't really interested in William Baker though, he was the small fry on the end of a long supply chain, we wanted to find the man who supplied William and follow him to his supplier and on up the chain. I was in the camera van on Melbourne Road and Gavin was in an empty house on Abbey Street, I was listening to Gavin ranting and raving about William Baker being a lazy little bastard in my earpiece because we'd been in position for an hour and William still hadn't turned up for work selling drugs. His customers were all there, eight men just wandering about aimlessly desperate to get their fix for the weekend.

William finally turned up to sell drugs to his customers and we spent the rest of the night recording the comings and goings out on the street, William may have been late turning up for work but he did put in a full shift, he stood there from midnight until six o'clock in the morning. We were just about to pack up when a new player turned up, an unknown face took over from William so we were stuck there monitoring the new drug dealer selling a few batches of drugs to customers.

My police issue mobile telephone rang at mid day. I knew it couldn't be Gavin as he was still ranting in my left ear. I was surprised; Gavin was the only person who had ever rung me on my official phone since I was issued with it. I looked at the screen, the caller name on the screen was 'COBRA'. I was either being called by a snake or The Cabinet Office Briefing Room so I prepared myself to talk to a slithering reptile in either case.

I pressed the green button and held the phone to my left ear so that what I heard would be transmitted on to Gavin too.

"Don't say a word, your mobile's GPS shows you are near the Northampton Saints Rugby ground, Walk to the Abbey Street Recreation Park and wait to be picked up, tell no one what you are doing!"

I hadn't gone against my instructions, I hadn't told Gavin what I was doing but he knew because he'd listened in on the telephone call at the same time as me. I left the observation van, walked along Melbourne Road, turned right into Abbey Street and walked to the gate at the end of the road. There was a wide strip of bare earth that sometimes doubled as a car park for people using the Abbey recreation ground. I walked towards Ross Road, when I got close to Tower Square a black Lynx helicopter drifted over the rooftops of the houses and swooped down onto the wide expanse of grass that held all kinds of impromptu sporting activities.

The rear payload door opened and a uniformed soldier jumped out of the back, he called out over the slowing rotor sound of the helicopter, "Detective Sergeant Clarke?"

"Yes."

"With me please Ma'am!"

I ducked down and ran over towards the helicopter, I was helped into the back and he followed me in, closing the door to the outside world behind him. The windows of the rear section were blacked out so I couldn't see anything from the rear area, just eight seats and a lot of empty space. I was handed a helmet to help cut out the noise of the helicopter's engines and aid our communications with each other in the rear compartment.

"Where are we going?"

"London Ma'am."

"Really, I'm sure that London lies to the south of us but we appear to be flying due West at the moment."

I saw the soldier smile, "For the purpose of our exercise we're flying south to London Ma'am."

"What is the exercise?"

I saw him press his earphones to his head; he was listening to someone that I couldn't hear on my radio headset.

"All I'm allowed to tell you is that this is an anti-terrorism exercise, you'll be given what information is available when we arrive."

The helicopter was flying at full speed judging from the sound of the engines and the nose down attitude of the helicopter flight and it took around twenty minutes to reach our destination and for the whole of that twenty minutes we continued due West. I could only estimate the distance roughly but as we started to drop down I could see that we were in a large wooded area, a very large wooded area so I guessed that we were landing inside the SAS's playground in the Brecon Beacons which would have been about right, a twenty minute flight at the Lynx's top speed of almost two hundred and fifty miles per hour.

I was directed towards a large tent at the side of the small helicopter landing pad hewn out of the woods.

I was greeted by a smiling man in a dark suit, he was in his late sixties, thinning grey hair and a bushy moustache, his right arm had a gold armband circling his bicep.

"I'm Gold Commander, I'm in charge of this exorcise. Firstly, may I ask what time you came on duty?"

"I started at ten o'clock yesterday evening."

"And when was your last meal break?"

"I ate pizza at my post in the observations van at around two o'clock this morning sir."

"In that case I'm obligated to offer you a four hour rest break and a hot meal before you start this exercise."

"Thank you sir but if this were a real event, there would be no time to take a piss never mind a sleep break and a hot meal...I think I'd better get on with it...if that's okay with you."

He smiled and moved his wrist, it looked like he was ticking a box on his clipboard.

"A group of terrorists were prevented in an attack on Parliament earlier this evening, they were chased to ground in The Westminster Community Centre where we believe a number of female civil servants were dropping their toddlers off at kindergarten. The number of terrorists is unknown, the number of potential hostages is likewise unknown. Your task is simple, Gather any and all information on the strength and disposition of the terrorists as well as the number and situation of the hostages."

A young man stepped forward, he was wearing a police cadet uniform with Hereford constabulary insignia on the collar and he was wearing a white armband around his right bicep.

Gold Commander looked at the young man, "This is Cadet Richard Wildman, he is designated your runner for this exercise, he will guide you to the start point for your exercise, he has local knowledge, is fully briefed and will give you any assistance that he is allowed to give under the terms of the exercise."

Richard gestured towards a village a few hundred yards away from the tent that was being used as the command centre. The area we were in was where British troops trained for urban warfare and street to street fighting under the tutelage of the SAS. Richard guided me to the side of one house, "What are you allowed to tell me about this house?"

The family have been evacuated to a safe location after the terrorists went to ground in the civic centre."

"Anything else?"

"You can use anything you find inside this house to help you in your task."

"Do any of the windows in these houses overlook the civic centre?"

"They all do Ma'am but I think what you meant to ask was, can you see into any of the windows in the civic centre from any of the houses in this street and the answer to that question would have been no, the civic centre faces to the east, built on the foundations of the old church that was aligned east to west, catches the afternoon sun.

I needed to get a look at the civic centre building, I could have gone and stood in the street but I thought that might make me stand out somewhat so I went into the house through the back door. Richard was on my heels as we walked through the kitchen, I looked around as I passed through, then came the living room, nothing there much of interest either. The front bedroom was typical of a bedroom, well, typical of a bedroom from the fifties, even the alarm clock at the side of the bed was a windup make. I could see the main entrance of the civic centre opposite but there were no windows on that side, just a large oak door with a small glass window set in it.

I stood looking for thirty seconds, mulling things over...Richard could have said that I could use anything from any of the houses but he'd been definite, 'You can use anything you find inside 'This' house to help you in your task.' is what he'd said, I'd looked around the inside of the house on my way to the front bedroom...I hadn't looked in the back bedroom or bathroom though. I ran to the bathroom, that was typical of the fifties as well as the rest of the house. The back bedroom was different though, the back bedroom had a box divan bed, it looked brand new, there were posters on the wall, a PC on a desk, this room had been dressed recently, then something caught my attention, a green flashing light.

I stepped closer to the flashing light, "Richard, what does the flashing green light on this toy mean?"

"If it's anything like mine Ma'am, it means that the battery is fully charged."

"You have one of these?"

"Mine is very similar Ma'am."

"It looks like a quad-copter, does it have a camera attachment?"

Richard took the toy off of its charging mount and tipped it upside-down, "This one has a very good quality camera Ma'am."

"You know how to operate it?"

"I do Ma'am but there has to be a paired mobile phone to operate it."

I saw Richard look towards a dresser unit; his eyes were definitely focused on the top drawer.

I opened the drawer, "Like this?"

Richard turned the telephone on and pointed to an icon on the screen, "This is the same app that my drone uses."

We took the toy helicopter down to the edge of the property, "Go on then Cadet, do your stuff!"

"That would be against my protocol Ma'am, I may follow any instructions given but may offer no help above and beyond my instructions."

"Fly the helicopter over to the main door, I'd like to see through that little window."

Richard flew the helicopter across the road, he had good piloting skills and as the drone reached the door I stepped in behind Richard and looked over his shoulder, my left hand resting on Richard's left shoulder, he looked to his left, looked at my hand on his shoulder and then he looked to his right at my face looking over his shoulder and smiled.

"Am I making you feel uncomfortable Richard?"

"No...not at all Ma'am, it's a necessity to be so close as the screen is so small."

"Disappointingly dark, is there any way I can see more without letting the terrorists know I'm looking?"

"Some drones have infra-red capabilities."

"Does this drone have the infra-red option?"

Richard checked a few controls on the mobile phone, "Yes it does, infra-red filming as well as an infra red led lamp that will illuminate fifteen yards into the room.

"Okay, let's see the room in infra red first."

"No heat sources in the room Ma'am."

I patted his shoulder, "Okay, light it up!"

The reception area was illuminated, there was a door at the far end of the area with a fluorescent 'Fire Escape' sign. There was nothing of interest or that would help me in my task in the reception area.

"Okay Richard, back away twenty feet and fly to the west side of the building, I need to see the window configuration."

Richard flew to a point where I could see the front face of the building.

"Right, fly to the top right corner of the right hand window please Richard."

I was directing the views I wanted to see in the civic centre, I could see five seated mannequins that represented the hostages; each had a smaller mannequin on their lap representing a toddler. I saw three standing mannequins with AK-forty-seven assault rifles in their hands. I was about to tell Richard to bring the drone home, I'd recommend a three man sniper team take out all three terrorists in a coordinated shot. I could see that there were several trees to the west that could screen snipers getting into position high enough to take the shots.

"Can you select infra-red again please Richard?"

He gave me a confused look

"Please!"

He flicked the control button and the screen changed to black and white but there was a flare in the right hand corner of the room, a heat source right in front of the door leading into the room.

"Right, now fly over to the left hand window, I want a view across the room from the left so I can get a better look at what's in front of the door."

Richard flew the drone higher than the roof and over to the left of the building, he lowered the drone, swivelled it so that I could see diagonally across the room.

"Can you zoom in any closer please Richard?"

The screen flickered to a close up of the rear right hand corner of the room. It wasn't a mannequin sitting on the floor, it was a real live man, he looked like he had a bandage on his right leg and was wearing what looked like a suicide vest, he was holding a dead-man's trigger in his right hand.

"Right, bring the drone home now."

I took the radio off of Richard and called Gold Commander to make my observation report.

"Ten hostages, five adult females and five toddlers. Four terrorists, three standing, armed with AK-forty-sevens and one sitting on the floor, he's wounded and wearing a suicide vest with dead-man's trigger by the looks of it sir."

"Four terrorists, are you sure?"

"That's what it looks like to me sir."

"Recommendations' please?"

"Start negotiations sir, if we can't talk the situation down it's going to end badly!"

"We have full access to twenty-two regiment, we could access any number of snipers..."

"I think that the terrorist in the suicide vest holding a dead-man's switch kind of negates the use of direct force with five women and five children within the blast radios sir."

"The exercise is concluded, return to control."

I looked at Richard, "I can't believe that I've been dragged eighty miles..." I looked at my wrist watch, "...to spend eight minutes in the Brecon Beacons on an exercise."

"If it's any consolation Ma'am, I've never known the exercise to end so quickly."

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

"I'm just a runner Ma'am, I have no terms of reference to make a value judgement."

In the command tent Gold Commander offered me his hand, I went to shake his but he grasped my wrist instead, he slipped a green armband on my arm and slid it up to my bicep, "We've finished the exercise early, we have at least two hours before the Home Secretary is due to arrive, so...if you'd like to rest there is a chalet available for you to rest in, there is hot food and drink in the dining tent, just let Cadet Wildman know what you want, he will show you the way."

I looked at the young cadet, he was half my age, I'd never been tempted by anyone so young before...well, when I was younger I did but never a man half my age before mind you, my recent sexual awakening had me thinking massively inappropriate thoughts about Cadet Richard Wildman!

"I need coffee and something to eat."

Richard smiled at me, "This way Ma'am."

There were four middle-aged men sitting around one table in the middle of the dining area, two had red armbands and two orange, there were four cadets sitting at another table to one side, all wearing the same white armbands that Richard was wearing. I nodded my head at the four young faces, smiled and mouthed 'Good morning' at them. Four bored and serious looking faces turned into smiles. I grabbed a coffee and a bacon sandwich from the buffet table and joined the table with the middle-aged men who I assumed that I'd been competing against in a test that I had no idea that I was going to be taking.

"Hi Guys, DS Vicky Clark, Northampton City Constabulary."

I got four names, all Detective Sergeants; one from Brighton, one from Oxford, one from Ipswich and the last one was a local man from Hereford.

"So, how do we all feel we did on the exercise guys?"

I got a strange looks from everyone at the table and then a chuckle from one man, DS Franklin from Oxford, one of the red armbands, shook his head, "I don't think I did very well, I was just slipping a snake camera under the door into the classroom to get a look inside the room when they called my exercise to an end."

A second man chimed in, "I didn't get that far, I sent my runner for a coffee while I scoped out a vantage point to look in through the window and they told me that the exercise was over..." DS Patterson from Ipswich had one of the orange armbands on, "...I was in the middle of an important investigation when they dragged me over here for this crap and I only lasted fifteen minutes...I've wasted most of the day."

I thought that was strange, he'd been there fifteen minutes and all he'd done was ordered a coffee and was looking for a place to get a view into the civic centre's mother and toddler group meeting.

I looked at the DS Grant from Brighton, another red armband, "I tried everything I could think of, I was an hour in when I sent my runner over to see if he could see anything from the dustbin area and they called time on me."

I thought back to what I remembered from the drone footage, the dustbin area could have been seen from the windows of the civic centre if a terrorist had been looking in that direction. The final orange armband, DS Carpenter, shook his head, "I spent ninety minutes but there just wasn't anything I could use to get a view inside the room without being seen, I ran around like a chicken with its head cut off but didn't get anywhere, in the end I had to call it off myself."

Now all eyes were on me, DS Franklin said, "What about you, it was less than ten minutes from your ride landing to you walking in here, what did you do wrong?"

I shook my head, "I reported what I'd seen in the room and Gold Commander called an end to the exercise."

"How the hell did you get to see inside the room and so fast?"

I was just about to tell them when Gold Commander entered the eating area and took a cup of coffee. He walked over to our table and looked around the five of us.

"Lady and gentlemen, you may be wondering what this exercise was in aid of..." he looked from one to another of us, he was making eye contact with each of us in turn, "...You are all recently promoted to DS rank and are all from police areas within fifty miles of London. You are the kind of officers that would be called in to assist in the event of a serious terrorist incident happening in the greater London area. I had wanted to hand out five green armbands today and introduce the five of you to the Home Secretary as our latest fighters against terrorism but sadly I'm only going to be able to introduce one of you today."

He was now looking at me, "DS Clarke, could you please give me your first impression of your competitor's downfall during the exercise today?"

"How could I possibly do that sir, I didn't arrive until after their exorcises had ended."

"I get the feeling that you're astute enough to have picked up most things from the conversations you've already had with your colleagues!"

"Well, DS Franklin tried to insert a snake camera under the door, he had no way of knowing that there was a terrorist sitting with his back against the door, the terrorist probably saw or felt the camera and he triggered the suicide vest, killing everyone."

I looked at Gold Commander, he showed no recognition if I was right or wrong so I took a deep breath and continued, "DS Patterson sent his runner for coffee, he had no way of progressing in his task without the help of his runner and that was probably why his attempt ended, I'm guessing that the orange band was for failing but no one getting killed."

Again there was no recognition from the exercise commander, "DS Grant sent his runner into danger in desperation, probably got his runner killed or the hostages or both. Finally, DS Carpenter gave in, no one got killed as a result of his inaction so he got an orange armband."

"Why do you think DS Carpenter failed in his task?"

"Possibly because he didn't ask for help from his runner, we were told at the start that our runners had local information and could offer us help."

"I think we will be looking to you for help often in London over the next few years DS Clarke."

The other Detective Sergeants were sent home to their areas by car, I was invited to use the chalet to rest before my appointment with the Home Secretary. I went to the table with the five cadets sitting chatting, "Richard, can you show me where the chalet is, I have two and a half hours to kill before I have to meet the Home Secretary."

There were sniggering looks between the five young men and innuendo kind of nods and winks between them, Richard had obviously mentioned how close I'd got to him to watch the feed from the drone's camera.

I smiled as Richard jumped to his feet to guide me out to where a mobile home had been set up a short walk from the training village.

"I get the feeling that you made a little more of how close I got to you during the exercise Richard!"

"Sorry Ma'am, you mad at me?"

"Not really, you guys are all so used to bragging about your conquests or close contact of a female kind, I should have expected it."

There were two mobile homes on the plot; each one had been built as three double bedrooms with en suite bathrooms instead of the usual living room, kitchen and bedrooms.

"Are you going back to the dining area now?"

Richard grinned, "I was planning on going for a run for...like...thirty minutes and going back to the other guys all hot and sweaty." He grinned at me and winked.

"Are you over eighteen?"

"Of course I am, you have to be eighteen to be a cadet these days."

"Can you think of another way to get hot and sweaty without running around?"

Richard grinned at me, "I can think of one way!"

I walked into the bedroom and left the door open behind me, Richard stood in the doorway watching me as I sat on the bed. He'd been cocky earlier, very sure of himself but now, in the cold light of the bedroom, he suddenly looked like a lost little boy.

"Well?"

"I'm not...I don't know...I mean, I've never done anything...not yet!"

"You mean to tell me that you're still a virgin?"

He looked crestfallen as he nodded his head, "You...you won't tell the others that I'm..."

I stopped him, "A journey of a thousand miles starts by closing the bedroom door behind you!"

He looked uncertain for a moment and then stepped through the door and closed it behind him, there was dappled light flooding in through the window set in the door as well as the window at the side of the door, I pondered the fact that if Richard didn't return to his fellow cadets in a reasonable time, they might come looking...

"Close the blinds Richard."

He suddenly looked disappointed, "Well, it's my first time...I was kind of hoping that I'd get to see...something at least!"

"Due to the miracle of modern living, we can have the drapes closed and still see if we switch the lights on!"

"Oh...ho, I thought you wanted the room to be dark."

I shook my head and he switched the lights on before closing the curtains. He turned to look at me, he hesitated a moment before taking a step towards me.

"What would you like to do Richard?"

He giggled childishly, "Everything!"

"Do you want to undress me or do you want me to undress myself?"

He swallowed hard, "We're really going to...I mean...actually going to do IT."

"Yes...why? Aren't you sure that you want to do IT!"

"It's not that, it's just that some girls like to lead a guy on and at the last minute they change their minds."

"Well, you're okay with me, I'm just interested in recreational sex...so why don't you undress and let me see what I'm going to get to help me relax."

He rushed to strip off, his cock was disappointingly small but he was young, so I hoped that what he lacked in length and girth he would make up for in enthusiasm and recycle speed. As soon as he was naked I undressed as well, his eyes were out on stalks when I pulled my bra off and he got his first view of my unfettered breasts.

I wriggled down on the bed and lifted my arse off of the mattress to pull my knickers down, I looked at Richard, his cock jumped when he saw my bush for the first time and again when I opened my legs and he saw the bright pink of my excited cunt flash out from under my blond pussy hair. He was rooted to the spot, I had to beckon to him to come to me. He kneeled on the bed at my side and reached out to touch my breast, he squeezed my tit and then smiled, "How old are you?"

"It's a little rude to ask a woman her age!"

"You asked me my age!"

"Because you look so young, I had to be sure that you were over eighteen before I let things go too far."

"So, how old are you?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"I was wondering if you were as old as my mum!"

"How old is your mother?"

"She's thirty-nine."

I felt really guilty as I pulled his face down to mine to kiss him...not guilty enough to stop though. I sought out his cock as we kissed and as I took him in my hand he gasped. He pulled his mouth away from mine and he looked down at his cock to see what I was doing to him, he looked back at my face and grinned, "That feels lovely...but you didn't tell me your age!"

"Would you rather I sucked your cock or told you how old I am?"

"The sucking thing please."

I pushed him onto his back and lifted my upper body, I kissed his neck and then I kissed down his body as I rubbed his cock with my hand. I kissed all the way down to his cock and then lifted it to my lips, he gasped again as I kissed the head of his cock. I looked up at his face, he looked like he was in heaven and I pressed my face down but didn't open my lips, his cock bent a little and then forced my mouth open to another gasp and as I applied a little light suction he shot me in the mouth. I swallowed his jizz down and kept sucking as his cock slipped down into his balls.

He looked crestfallen again because he'd climaxed so quickly. I rolled onto my back and started kissing him while he fumbled with my tits again. I took a hold of his wrist and pulled his hand off of my tits, I rubbed his palm down over my ribcage and over my pussy hair, then I took his middle finger and pressed it on top of my clitoris.

"Can you feel that little bump?"

He grinned and nodded his head, "That's my clitoris and it's as sensitive as your cockhead, if you press down gently, trap it against my pubic bone and then move your finger to one side..." I gasped as his fingertip slipped off of my clit, "...like that, it will give me a lot of pleasure."

He took over himself, catching my clitoris, trapping it and then slipping off on the other side. I let him get a little practice so he could capture it every time he tried and then I moved my hand to his cock again, I got him hard and said, "You want to try fucking me now?"

His grin almost split his face in two as I guided him on top of my body and aimed his cock at my cunt. He started to do the energiser bunny fuck until I stopped him, "Take your time or you'll climax before I'm even close."

I taught him how to fuck me the way I liked to be fucked, I monitored him carefully and delayed him when I thought he was too close to his orgasm and when he finally climaxed into my cunt he almost passed out his balls were so full.

"Well, you look suitably sweaty now, are you going back to the other cadets?"

He looked thoughtful for a moment and then he shook his head, "I think I'l go into one of the other bedrooms and have a shower..." He smiled at me and shrugged his shoulders, "...I don't think I want that bunch of morons getting the wrong idea about you!"

I pulled him into the shower in my room and I washed him in the shower before stepping in with him and let him wash me.

Once we were both dry we walked back to the dining area, a thirty year old man was talking to the four cadets, he saw that they were distracted, all looking behind him and he stopped talking to them and turned to look at me. The man gave me a smile and then he looked serious, "I'm pissed off with you!"

"Why me?"

"You screwed up my test...and in just eight sodding minutes!"

"How did I do that?"

"Because you spotted me before I spotted you, we've run this scenario fifty time and you're the first to spot the trap. Now I've got to come up with a new exercise."

"Why do you need a new exercise?"

"We can only run an exercise until the first time it's completed because others will hear what the trick was to solving it. Mind you, I won't miss sitting on that bloody cold floor for eight hours at a time."

Our conversation was cut short by the sound of a helicopter flying in with the Home Secretary on board. I watched Richard join his friends, they were asking him what had happened while he was gone, I heard him hiss, "Just bloody grow up...you're like a bunch of kids!"

I thought, 'Richard has grown up a lot in two hours, I took a boy into my bed and sent back a man!'

I was guided back to the exercise area, the cadets were all there as well as I shook hands with the Home Secretary and had to walk him through what I'd done, how I'd managed to defeat a test that was designed to be un-winnable, he was talking to the cadets as well, the cadet that had been assigned to DS Franklin.

"...I guided my officer to the side of the plumber's house, it took him a while to get around to searching the house to find the snake camera that the plumber used to look down sewers for broken pipes. I suggested that he could go to the side of the building and use the snake camera to look around the corner and into the room but he decided to look in the reception area first, when he saw that the window in the main room was covered he went into the reception and tried pushing the camera under the door."

The SAS officer chuckled, "I have to say I got the surprise of my life with where DS Franklin was trying to shove that damned camera sir."

I was left with Richard while the group of dignitaries moved along the line of people that were needed to run the exercises.

Richard smiled at me and whispered, "So...how old are you?"

"I'm a year older than your mother!"

Richard's grin widened, "I think that all of my friends would love to do their mothers...well...would love to do my mother...so, my doing you is almost like me screwing my mother. I'll miss this place, been a lot of fun coming here every week to help with the test."

"Why won't you be part of the next test?"

"Because you nailed this test they'll have to reinvent the test and when they start it up again the runners will all be cadets from Bath or Bristol, the honour moves around the local police forces each time the test is renewed."

I was handed a certificate to say that I'd completed the test but that wasn't the important thing, I was also given a starting date to join a special class in anti terrorism so that I could help the Metropolitan Police Force in times of need.

I sat in the helicopter with the Home Secretary, we flew to London to a heliport mounted on top of a tall building close to Westminster and the Houses of Parliament. After he deplaned I switched my personal mobile phone on, seven messages from my father spread out from just after I went on duty yesterday to just a few moments ago. I couldn't phone him or listen to the messages he'd left on my phone because of the engine noise in the helicopter so I sent him a text message, 'Am on my way home in a helicopter, will be home in twenty minutes and I'll call you then to see what you wanted.'

The answer came in just a few seconds, 'What the hell are you doing in a helicopter...no...forget that...do you have any idea where your mother is, she didn't come home last night!'

'Been away on an SAS anti terrorist exercise. No idea where mum is, did you guys have an argument or something?"

I then sent a text to my mother, "Mum, where the hell are you? Dad is going bonkers!'

My mother's reply didn't come in until after I had landed in the middle of the park in my village, 'I'm still with your friend Dan...I may never go home again!'

I walked home, John wasn't home yet so I left him a note and jumped in my car to drive to my father's house to talk to him face to face.

He was devastated when I told him that my mother was having fun and might not go home ever again.

"...dad, it's your own fault, mum told me that you haven't had sex with her for a year."

"Not all my fault lass, I wanted to try something a little different and she wouldn't even try it so I told her that I wouldn't have sex with her again until she let my try it my way first."

"What the hell did you want to do that's different after forty-five years of marriage?"

"We watched one of them blue films in the hotel when we were on holiday last year, the guy shoved his cock up the woman's arse and I asked your mother to let me try it that way after the film finished and she told me to fuck off."

"Dad, I'm sure that anal sex isn't that special!"

"Have you and John done it that way?"

"We tried it with John but John is a little too big so I used a carrot to get me started."

I thought better of telling my dad that I'd let my boss fuck my arse in the last forty-eight hours.

"But at least you tried it for him."

"No, not really for him, I was the one who wanted to try it but I chickened out when he'd only got an inch in me."

"I don't think I'd have been able to stop if I'd got an inch in your mother, I'd have had to got all the way."

My father handed me a cup of coffee and as he stepped away I noticed a tent in his trousers, it was the first time in forty years that I'd seen my father hard. I had known even as a little girl that my parents had a very active sex life...I'd even known that it wasn't usual for parents to be sexually active, I'd spoken to all of my friends at school about it when I was younger, not one of my friends had ever heard their parents having sex.

"Erm...dad...are you okay?"

"Just talking about anal sex...I think I've got a fixation about it after seeing it in that bloody blue film and now you talking about wanting to try it out with John."

I blew into my cup and took a sip of my coffee. I'd expected my dad to turn away from me because of the way that his trousers were tenting out but he didn't, he just stood there looking at me, looking very sheepish before he cleared his throat and said in an almost whisper, "I don't suppose you'd be interested in helping me get it out of my system would you?"

I blew harder into my coffee, in the last few weeks I'd allowed almost any and every man to fuck me, some for my pleasure, some for John's pleasure and some for cash. I sipped my coffee again, what was the real difference between my father and any other man...hell, I'd even fucked African as well as Asian men.

"What dad, you want to try shagging my arse...is that what you're saying?"

He smiled and nodded his head.

"Okay, but not in mum's bed, you'll have to do it in my old bedroom."

"I'd rather do it right here!"

He walked over to me, took my coffee cup out of my hands and then pressed his trousered cock against my shoulder. I unzipped his trousers and inspected his cock, one of the first things I noticed was that my father was circumcised, I hadn't expected that and the fact that even though he was fully hard he was nowhere close to as big as John...no wonder my mother fell in love with Dan's monster cock.

I sucked my father's cock for a few moments before he pulled me to my feet, he bent me over the kitchen table, face down and he pulled the back of my knickers down, "Would you like some kind of lubricant?"

"What kind?"

"In the blue film, the man used butter."

I pulled a face, I didn't like the sound of butter up my bum but my dad didn't see that, he was just about to scoop his fingers into the butter dish by my ear when I stopped him. He started rubbing his index finger against my anal muscle. His finger popped in without any resistance, "John must have loosened your muscle a lot when he tried to fuck you up your arse because it feels really wide open back here."

I smiled at my father's comment but that was suddenly wiped off of my face, there was a sudden pain, just a momentary discomfort as he forced his cock up my bum. It only took him a few moments to shoot his load up there because my arse was much tighter than any vagina. He fell against my back, it was really weird feeling my father's body pressing down on me as we were both almost fully dressed in his kitchen, his cock slowly shrinking out of my arse.

I left him on my back until his breathing returned to normal and then pushed him up.

"Has that got it out of your system now?"

He grinned, "Well, I won't bother your mother with it any more but I hope that we can do it again soon!"

I'd finished my first week as a detective, I'd had more sex in that week than I'd had in my life before to that date, I wonder what my second week at work would bring me...

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