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The Inquest

By Martin ( F/m, cheat, inc )

NOTE: For those not familiar with English legal proceedings, an Inquest is a Court presided over by a Coroner which enquires into the cause of death where there is no obvious reason or previous medical history which would explain it. Also we dial "999" in an emergency, not "911".

As it seemed to be:

CORONER: "Now Mrs. Martin, I am sorry if this is painful for you but can you please tell us in your own words, what happened?"

LINDA: "My son and I were working in the garden. I heard a car come into the drive, I looked up and it was my husband home early from a business trip. I went into the house to greet him and couldn't find him, so I assumed he had taken his bags upstairs. I went upstairs to our bedroom and found him lying on the floor." Linda starts to sob but restrains herself. "I dialed 999 for an ambulance and he died at the hospital."

CORONER: "Thank you Mrs. Martin. Was there anyone else in the house at the time?"

LINDA: "Not when I found the body. My son Bobby came in from the garden when he heard me cry out. There was no one else at home."

CORONER: "And your son is, how old?"

LINDA: "Thirteen."

CORONER: "Had your husband a history of heart disease?"

LINDA: "No sir, but he was always stressed about his work. He used to work all the hours God sent. Sometimes we wouldn't see him home for days on end".

CORONER: "In view of what we have heard, the Court's verdict is 'Death by Natural Causes'. Thank you Mrs. Martin. Please accept the Court's sympathy for your loss."

As it really was (in Linda's thoughts as she's answering):

CORONER: "Now Mrs. Martin, I am sorry if this is painful for you but can you please tell us in your own words, what happened?"

LINDA: "What happened? I'll tell you what happened. Needle Dick came home early, like the stupid bastard he is and found me on the bed being fucked into ecstasy by our 13-year-old son Bobby. The sight of a real cock was too much for the limp-dicked wimp and he collapsed on the floor groaning. Bobby and I just carried on fucking.

After we'd both cum, and I'd licked Bobby's cock clean, we went over to have a look at pussy-boy. He was just lying there groaning and crying, so Bobby knelt down and whispered into his ear 'Mum's my bitch now, Dad. Face it, you loser, you won't ever to get into that juicy, tight, hot, wet, cunt ever again!'

Then I stood over him with my legs spread so he could see his son's cum, (I was naked, of course), and told him that he'd never made me cum in his life and that in 15 years of marriage I'd made a point of having an affair every year to make up for it. Then we let him watch as Bobby and I had a dirty groping and snogging session on the bed, then when he had finally shut up groaning and whimpering, I called for an ambulance."

CORONER: "Thank you Mrs. Martin. Was there anyone else in the house at the time?"

LINDA: "No. If he'd come home the day before, he'd have found Bobby's English teacher Mrs. Marriot having a threesome with us but she wasn't coming round until that evening. The sexy bitch is into drugs and Bobby and I were going to have our first try of cocaine and poppers. Thoughtless bastard ruined that didn't he!"

CORONER: "And your son is, how old?"

LINDA: "Thirteen, and hung like a fucking horse. I just cannot believe he's his Father's son but he is. I even had a DNA test done, I was so amazed."

CORONER: "Had your husband a history of heart disease?"

LINDA: "Well he couldn't pump enough blood to get a real hard-on if that's what you mean. Useless turd! Thankfully he spent so much time away on his fucking stupid job that it didn't matter much. I'm just glad the pointless bastard was insured up to the hilt and I will be a very comfortably off widow thank you."

CORONER: "In view of what we have heard, the verdict of the Court is 'Death by Natural Causes'. Thank you Mrs. Martin. Please accept the Court's sympathy for your loss."

LINDA (thinks): "And I'd bet you'd like to 'comfort the grieving widow' wouldn't you, you randy old sod! You haven't taken your eyes off my cleavage all the time I've been in the witness box. Well, who knows? Now I'm a free woman, I might fancy an afternoon of 'Daddy & Daughter' games sometime soon."

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