There Goes the Neighborhood - a Sequel
Copyright© 2021 by Kippy189
Chapter 17: The FBI
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 17: The FBI - A sequel to There Goes the Neighborhood. Marissa can't say no to cocaine and sex and she hides it from her husband.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Blackmail Reluctant Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Light Bond White Male White Female White Couple Oral Sex Prostitution
The next morning, Marissa decided that she couldn’t continue living a dual existence. If her husband found out it would surely end their marriage and it was unlikely that she could keep it from him for very long. She did love him; she just didn’t seem to be able to say no to sex and cocaine. If there was a way out, she sure couldn’t see it now.
Marissa arrived at the airport an hour early. She passed through security and bought a coffee to wait for boarding when a trim, smartly dressed woman sat next to her. “Mrs. Henderson?” the stranger asked.
“Uh, yes.” She didn’t recognize the woman. “Do I know you?”
“My name is Jessica Ferraro, Mrs. Henderson. I’m with the FBI.” She actually pulled out identification and showed it to Marissa.
“Is this about giving the money to the Senator?”
Agent Ferraro nearly said no without thinking, but the wisely said, “Why don’t you tell me about it.”
“They tricked me. Alex and Rocky; they put the envelopes with the money in my things and had me give it to the Senator.”
“Which Senator Mrs. Henderson?”
“Why Senator Dodson, of course; who did you think?”
Jesus, a United States Senator, thought the agent. This is even better than I could have imagined. “I just wanted you to verify it for me. Were there others that I might not know about?”
Tears started to stream down Marissa’s face. The FBI agent looked at her sympathetically and added, “It’s okay, you can tell me.”
Marissa buried her face in her hands. “Oh God!” she exclaimed.
“Mrs. Henderson, I can help you if you tell me everything.”
“If my husband finds out...” she choked.
Ferraro already knew more about her and her husband than Marissa would ever know. The agent could never tell Marissa how Brad was still helping unravel the Montessario’s family finances and the role that she’d played getting Marissa away from Tony Montessario. But the reason she’d approached Marissa today was because of the dinner with Gus Manaford in Las Vegas.
“Like I said, I can help. You know your husband is going to find out eventually and if you cooperate...” she didn’t finish.
“There was a judge.”
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