This is the second adventure of ace detective Jamey Peterson. In the first adventure, Jamey saved Viviane from the clutches of a blackmailer and then forced her to marry him. Not just that, he also managed to get her Mother, Céline Bureau and her friend Anne. To know more about the first adventure visit The Pornography Times.
Keywords: Incest, M-F-F-F, orgy, anal, pissing, lesbian, bisexual, mystery, thriller
Chapter III - The Stakeout
Avenue de Bourdonais is situated right next to the famous Eiffel Tower. However, the avenue is not at all frequented except by the residents of the area. Starting from La Seine the avenue stretches for about 2 kms into crossway. This crossway is frequently used by travellers entering and leaving the 7th arrondissement of Paris. The bank Société Général was located 100 metres inside this intersection on Avenue de Bourdonais. When Jamey saw its location upon arriving at the rendez-vous point, he could think of no single way any intruder could get in and out of the bank. This part of the avenue was quite unlike the rest with loads of people passing in front of the bank. Nevertheless the amount of people wasn't high enough that an intruder would go completely unnoticed. Jamey told himself that this night would be a waste and there was no way that this anoymous enemy of M. Beauvarais boss could take another diamond from inside the confines of this quite secure location. Jamey could think of hundred better things he could do than sitting in a car with M. Beauvarais on his wedding night. But work is work and in accepting the case he had left himself with no choice.
M. Beauvarais was sitting confortably in a blue mercedes that surely belonged to his employer. Upon seeing Jamey he opened the door and Jamey slid in. The two sat motionless and silent for nearly 3 hours. Slowly, the traffic died down leaving the avenue comletely dark and quite. Apart from an old man, who apparently lived on the bench across the street, nothing moved. Jamey was beginning to get impatient. Deep down he knew that something strange was about to happen. Yet the happy thoughts of the warmth of Viviane's long tanned arms, of the comfort of her gorgeous milky white boobs, and not to mention the icing on his beautiful cake, Mme Bureau, Viviane's mom, and her friend, Anne, who awaited impatientaly his return to lock themselves in the charnel pleasures of incest and love. Tied to his seat, with his duties weighing more than his fantasies, Jamey watched un movingly the door of the bank. After 3 hours of complete silence, he suddenly heard a soft noice. It was M. Beauvarais. All this waiting was clearly not his style and he was now snoring. But Jamey kept awake as the clock ticked on, minutes and then hours passed, but there was absolutely nothing. Finally at around 5 in the morning he awoke M. Beauvarais. "We have spent the entire night and soon the area would wake up. I guess we can go back. There is no one who is gonna steal the diamond now!" He told M. Beauvarais.
"Well M. Peterson," M. Beauvarais replied,"I must admit that I completely agree with you. Lets go back for there is nothing to be done here. We shall meet again in lets say 5 hours to figure out a new plan?"
"That sounds swell", saying that Jamey got out of the comfortable Mercedes into the chilling Winter night. He walked back to his car and drove to his appartment. When he walked in, it was completely dark. Clearly the girls had slept of. He quitely opened the door to his room. Viviane was sleeping well covered with the sheets. But next to her lay the lithe figure of her gorgeous brunette friend Anne, clearly naked, as her breasts peeked out from beneath the sheets. "Well I certainly can't blame her," Jamey said to himself,"Hell of a first night it was!" He closed the door and went into the guest room only to find Mme Bureau sleeping on the bed. Jamey was way too tired to think about anything else and he took of his clothes and slid in next to the hot and naked body of his mother in law. With one hand on her small but gorgeous breasts, Jamey drifted off to sweet sleep.
The sleep however, didn't last very long. Mme Bureau may have been asleep, but feeling the warm body of Jamey next to her, his manly hand lying tantalizingly on her breasts and his hard cock pressed to her thighs, she awoke wet! At first she thought she was having a wet dream. But seeing the naked body of her daughters husband next to her, she knew it was not a dream. Oh how she loved this handsome man, she said to herself as her hand, as if on automation, slid onto Jamey's hard cock. She took his cock in her hand and gently massaged it. Her other hand went to her own wet crotch as she began to masturbate both of them together. Jamey may have been completely exhausted but such caresses of a mature and experienced beauty as Mme Bureau awoke him lustfully. Through his half opened eyes he could see that his mother in law had removed the covers and was gently fondeling his cock while she massaged her own clit. Her golden bush seemed soaked wet. The pink nipples of her small tannd vreasts were standing out rock hard. Almost as hard as my own cock, Jamey thought. She was looking down at Jamey's cock, completely unaware that he was awake.
Using his free hand Jamey caressed her beautiful blonde hair. This made Céline Bureau look up. Through her beautiful and deep sea blue eyes she could see the lust on the face of her son in law. While a part of her told what she was doing was morally indefendable, another part was happy to see that there was as much love as there was lust in those eyes. She brought her pink lips up to Jamey's. Jamey, however, was much too fatigued to indulge in the niceties. Céline Bureau was a hot 45 year old and much though he loved to slip his tongue inside her hot and wet mouth, this was no time for it. It was time to fuck. Seeing her head rise towards his, he grabbed her hair and forcefully came on top of her.
Wasting no time, Jamey pushed his hot and ready cock into the wet pussy of his 45 year old mother in law. Incest, though it was, never once crossed his mind as he began to fuck her hot and wet cunt. Where Viviane was tight, her mother was large. But she was also incredibly experienced. Jamey's cock was large enough to fill her completely, but not large enough to cramp her cunt. She moved her vaginal muscles in co-ordination with the thrusts of Jamey, which grew stronger by the second. She closed her pussy tightly around his hard shaft while he entered, making him labor for every inch. And then as he moved out, she loosened the bounds and rotated her hip crunching her cunt all over his rock hard dick. The movements picked up in tempo and soon Céline Bureau forgot her pussy antics as she thrusted her hips bringing Jamey more and more into her. Her hands wrapped around his ass, she slid two fingers inside his shithole. Everytime Jamey would push back, her fingers would go deep into his ass causing his weird but pleasurable sensations. More importantly, to his horny mother in law, it would make him push even harder inside her dripping twat. Jamey may have been an experienced lover, but no man worth his salt can stand such torture for prolonged periods of time. The harder he pushed, the harder Céline would cunt his dick. Soon, the two of them were cumming together, moaning and screaming, creating quite a ruckus. Jamey came so hard that he fell onto Céline's beautiful bossom, shivering. He found a breast and began to suckle gently onto it while Céline ran her fingers gently through his hair. Such was their position when the doorbell rang.
Deprived of sleep and comfort of his mother in law's hot bossom, Jamey opened the door to an even more dishevelled M. Beauvarais. Quite clearly, M. Beauvarais had had even less sack time than him. One look at his face was enough to tell that the things were terribly wrong. "What the hell is the matter M. Beauvarais?", Jamey asked.
"I think you better put on some clothes M. Peterson and come with me straight away", before Jamey could protest, M.Beauvarais had raised his hand in a quieting gesture and he continued, "The diamond disappeared from right inside the locker of the Société Genéral, inspite of our stake out and everything!"
Jamey could hardly believe his ears. There was no way the diamond could have disappeared. They had spent the entire night in front of the bank Surely no one could have broken in after they left? He asked so of M. Beauvarais.
"There was no break-in so to say, Monsieur," he said,"Clearly someone beat me to it in the morning or yesterday evening. The lock was opened using the right keys and codes. Unluckily we can't take the matter up with the bank for clearly that would raise a hell that we wish to avoid at all costs. And without informing the bank there is no way we can find out who used the locker. Unless..."
"Unless what M. Beauvarais?" Jamey asked, stricken by the weird expression on M. Beauvarais' face.
"Unless you can break in and steal their tapes!"
"What!", Jamey screamed, "You are out of your head!"
"No." M. Beauvarais said "You know the importance of your mission. We must have the tapes, they will lead us to this most invisible of foes"
"And how in the god's name do you think I can get in?", Jamey asked.
"Well, we have the plans and everything. Infact we have all the codes that will let you enter the safe vault where they keep the tapes. It would be a peice of cake." M. Beauvarais had a sly smile on his face."The only hurdle is that we need a special key to access the room where they have the vault. This key unfortunately, we can't lay our hands on"
Jamey was stunned beyond words. All this must have taken a lot of preparation. In less than two hours it seemed that it was quite impossible for M. Beauvarais to get every single code for the bank building. He spoke out his mind. M. Beauvarais looked unpetrubed. "With the kind of resources my patron has, M. Peterson, such an enterprise is easy and quick." He said non chalantly.
"But this special key, then..."Jamey began to be cut of by this strange bald man.
"There is only one person who has access to this key. It is the manager of the bank, Monique Lestrange."
"And you believe she will hand me the key if I ask nicely?" Jamey joked.
"No. You must steal it." M. Beauvarais' face was quite and indechipherable. "But we have a plan how you can do it..." With that M. Beauvarais whispered something into Jamey's ear and he nodded understandingly.
It was 10 p.m. when Jamey walked into Les Quintessential, a weird looking pub in the 15th arrondissement of Paris. It was a club unlike any other. The decor was mid victorian and the lighting dark red. Instead of seats, the club had couches. And on these couches were various people in some state of undress or other, locked into each other. Some just kissing, others twined together in charnel pleasures of sex. The music was a clear Tchaikovisky. Romeo and Juliet Jamey's mind whispered. M. Beauvarais had arranged his entry into this secret club, clearly through the contacts of his patron. With him was a vivacious redhead, who in daytime was the secretary to M. Beauvarais, Noemi. Jamey put her age at around 23, though she could have passed for someone much younger. Her long plaited hair fell seductively over pale white skin. Her face was oval... a bit too oval for Jamey's liking, with her chin sharp as a rasor's edge. She was wearing a manteau which was blue in color and made a sharp contrast to her red hair and white skin.
Upon entering the club, she took off the manteau and gave it to a handsome looking waiter. Jamey could not help but gape at her. Her skin was white like the coconut cream. Her voluptous breasts, that Jamey immediately put in the DD category, seemed to be tearing at the Christian Dior creation she was wearing. Red in color, the same red as her hair, it was a dress made to reveal more than hide. Starting from way below the neckline, so below that Jamey could swear he saw her titties peeking out, it went down to stop just below her crotch. In the middle the dress was cut to show her flat tummy and her deep navel to anyone would care to look. Noemi was stunning and Jamey could hardly wait to see her get naked and feel that hot body against his. Noemi, on the other hand, was busy looking around. She slowly nudged Jamey and with his finger pointed him to a group on the far end. "La brune, zat iz Monique"
Jamey's eyes went to where Noemi's finger was pointing. The group that Noemi had signalled to him consisted of three very well built men, with their muscles twitching to break loose of their bodies, and two women. One of the women was a small, petite blonde who hardly looked 18. It wouldn't have surprised Jamey if she were not, in fact. She was sitting on the couch wearing a tank top and nothing else. Her legs were completely spread. Infact they were tied to the couch. Even from this far Jamey could see that she was completely shaved. A man was licking each of her legs like a dog would. The third man now bent on his knees and moved towards her naked and shaved vagina. He began to lick it. At the same time a gorgeous looking brunette came behind him. Jamey guessed this must be Monique, the director of Société Genéral.
Monique Lestrange was completely naked. She pushed 50 but would have passed for a 3à year old anyday. Her brown hair were cut short and stopped an inch from her long white neck. Her skin was clean and nice and looked shiny even from far. Clearly the effects of her daily massages. She stood 5ft 7 inches tall and wouldn't have weighed over 120 pounds. But none of it was fat either. Her breasts were well formed, neither too small not too large. Her nipples were brown and large. They were, infact, abnormally large. The Aerola around her nipples was a shade darker and nice and round. It covered quite q large part of her boobs and was in sharp contrast to her completely white skin. Clearly she didn't like the sun much! Between her long and shapely legs, her crotch was covered by a huge dildo. As she moved to push the man thing on her crotch into the man sucking the blonde's cunt, Jamey got a full view of her gorgeous ass. It was nice and large, but very muscular. Jamey took Noemi by her arm and marhed towards the group.
"Mind if we share your fun?", he asked Monique staring directly into her eyes.
In the next chapter, what was Monique Lestrange's reply? Did Jamey manage to steal the key to the bank? If so, did he get the tapes and discover the culprit behind this amazing plan?Watch out The Pornography Times for the next chapter