Episode 234: apEX PREDATOR

Detective David Hale began his morning doing paperwork that technically made no sense. Petty crimes rather than anything of value came across his desk more than murders, or even carjacks. For the longest time he felt useless to the city and its citizens thanks to it being overrun by cold, calculating folks that by all rights should be those he was hauling to jail.

The problem was, the majority of all the Nashville police departments were crooked and under the rules of the shadowy conspirators known as Watchtower. While he never took a dirty dime from those bastards, bitches, he at the same time cooperated in order to protect his family from any wrongdoing that could easily be trumped up against them. All he had to do was present one wrong move and he could lose his badge as well as his credibility pending on exactly what he attempted to do. Any communications off the record with others less willing to be obedient slaves to the Tower was monitored. Cellphones tracked, snooped into by hackers, cameras everywhere, eyes could be on him even in the toilet for all he knew. Thus, he tried his best to get along and not rub anyone the wrong way. Easy paycheck on a legal salary at least he rested at night.

The precinct was quiet today. Cops in house were reading newspapers, drinking coffee often touched up with added booze as long as they didn’t get too drunk. They had minimal rules to follow so they safely did whatever they wanted while on the clock. Hell, officers found quiet haunts to even have sex, sometimes with those in holding. Prisoners usually there for valid reasons were often abused for lighter sentencing, having no choice but to cooperate and do their dirty deeds to avoid a paid off judge’s thrown book.

Often times hot young coeds from any of many college campuses were arrested at parties and ended up spending a few days in jail just to sexually satisfy bad cops. Their parents were rarely informed due to blackmail trumps that could easily ruin not only their lives, but that of their folks. Technically far worse than those of their child. Sadly, in dozens of cases these young college level girls, ofttimes guys, became escorts and made loads of money so the end result was at least numbed. It did help pay for college. Those less inclined would be punished until cooperative, then existing records would be expunged as if they never happened.

Did David have a conscience over what he knew? Of course, he did. Acceptance was all that he could do and be strong for his family. A good soul within was held captive to a cause he rejected. Sure, he was tempted on occasion to join the ranks of the despicable and bank roll thousands of dollars siphoned off of poor suckers unaware of their paychecks being short by nickels and dimes. Hacker tactics in the employ of Watchtower could do nearly anything their backers wanted.

The question David Hale always had in the back of his head without digging too deep was just what individuals had that much power. Offshoots of the Illuminati? Skull and Bones? Some faction of both joining forces? It all made no sense. Looking for answers would only get him into trouble. Voices over a phone that were likely distorted to protect the caller was no help. Thus far, the only member to show her face if you could call it that was a Watchtower elite member known as Harness. A code name of course, with her own voice altered and donning a mask. Her naked body amazing beyond imagination was all that he had to go on. Flawless skin, curves chiseled perfection, no tattoos, or blemishes that might be detected. Even colored contacts were more than likely worn to safeguard her identity. Someday, David would figure out who she was but in the meantime that meant keeping everything in his head.

Paper trails or internet searches would target him in a heartbeat. Questions would lead to consequences. What worried him most was that it seemed as if this Harness was hot for him, wanting him sexually but not forcing the issue. He wondered if maybe she too had a conscience by not threatening him into giving her what she wanted. If she desired him so badly, she would easily be able to blackmail him into being her plaything. He would unfortunately have to do the unthinkable to save his family from their wrath. His fingers were crossed that Harness never pushed it that far.

The woman seemed to like toying with him, tempting him, even going so far as to warning him that his wife Mavis was possibly betraying him. To David’s credit he knew his wife better than Harness. Mavis might go to minor things such as letting a man see her naked, but to fuck him would be another story. Honesty prevailed the day she did just that alongside of Piper Cherry. In his mind Mavis being titty fucked by the man was not that bad. It at the very least bolstered communication between mates.

Now the loving couple was considering becoming swingers, beginning with Piper and her fellow teacher Roger Dundee. That is if they agreed to it. Undoubtedly, David could find others in a twisted city like Nashville, but Piper Cherry was by far the hottest bitch he had ever encountered. Well, that he at least knew by face. Harness had Piper qualities visually but to Piper’s credit she seemed to be out of the loop. Watchtower had even forbidden David and Mavis from revealing any connection they had with them to others. For now, it seemed Piper might be a pet project to the Tower. That resulted in another good reason for David to get to know the blonde bombshell better. Protective if possible! For today, he had other things to consider.

Paperwork finished, David looked at the clock on the wall near his desk. “10:15 already! I better get ready for that meeting with Captain Ludwig and Commissioner Mulroney-Graves. Lord, I hope it doesn’t have anything to do with Mavis knowing things now. The Tower seemed fine with her once she swore not to say anything. My telling her to act out sexually and wear skimpy outfits to school should keep Watchtower happy unless she slips up talking to Piper or anyone else. I’m pretty certain she won’t risk anything that could destroy us on their end. I mean, legally anything she does in school will come back to haunt us someday. All of Nashville would go down in flames. The Tower has things so airtight though, it could be decades before, and if, anything was ever publicized. Claiming blackmail might be our only course of defense in any trial should things ever blow up on a national level. I can’t dwell on that now. The Tower is respecting me for not taking bribes. My letting Mavis do her thing will soften them up. I might be a fool in letting her play around with that Buddy Coleman guy, but I also know she’s never going to divorce me. Becoming swingers will scratch that missing itch in our lives and make us stronger. As long as we’re honest with one another we can survive anything.”

“Someone looks lost in thought.”

“Yeah! Hey, Cap!” Snapped out of his funk David posed a card that his private tutor gave him as an excuse. “Contemplating on getting a part time nanny for the kids in the evening so that Mavis and I can have more time for ourselves. She’s agreeing to 3 to 4 hours a day if we can even find one that would bother with so few hours. My tutor jotted down a number to call but I haven’t had time to yet. I’ll get to it after lunch.” He stood up to stretch. “So, what exactly did I do now?”

“Nothing wrong!” Martin Ludwig waved it off with a professional swagger. “Commissioner Graves just wanted to chat with you about your place here.”

“As in why I’m holding back?” He knew both Ludwig and Commissioner Nina Mulroney-Graves were paid to be rogue for Watchtower. They kept the job done and running smoothly even with their forces slacking off.

“Something like that. Follow me to my office. Nina should be done by now.”

“Do I want to know?”

“Probably not! She brought my fellow Captain Abigail Morgan from the 4th. precinct with her today. Between you and me? Her using my office for... “ He sighed heavily. “I’ll stop there.”

“Our janitor probably loves you.”

“No shit! Well, at least not yet.” Martin winked. “Never know these days.”

“And there goes lunch.”

“I suspect that’s two of us losing our hunger pangs.” Martin mumbled under his breath. While Martin did take bribes to help Watchtower maintain their own version of the law, deep down Martin was a good person. His hand forced on occasion left a few mental scars but in the long run his life was good. His kids were put through college for free, they both had houses paid for and connections of their own in the legal system. For every bit of hell, heaven reared its head to keep them smiling.

Crossing the building and taking an elevator up one floor, the men ended at Martin’s luxurious office. Two adjoining offices kept closed gave him a home away from home. Entering his business only office, the room was empty of activity. A nod to one door led them to knock first and creak it open. Feminine moans escalated the second the door jamb went ajar. Taking deep breaths both gentlemen entered.

A larger desk with hundreds of books behind it on cherry wood shelving and an American flag honored the room. No windows in the office quaintly maintained privacy. It was also soundproof and had a home theater within. On the wall was a large 80-inch television that seemingly had a porn on it. Seated with her back to them was Commissioner Nina Mulroney-Graves, a grey-haired woman of 60 with her hair pinned up in back.

Stepping to the back of the supplied leather sofa Martin peered over with an unnerving look. The commissioner had her pants off and Captain Abigail Morgan was totally naked down on her knees before her superior. David maintained a four-foot distance so could not immediately see the situation. He used the porn on the wall to ignore the situation he suspected was beyond his vision.

That porn looked awfully real which made David study it more closely. Seeing a woman from the chest down fondling her perfect breasts, fake nails with of all thing’s leopard print struck his curiosity. Knowing that his wife Mavis wore a leopard print dress today the scenario utilizing the print caught him off guard. It was obvious this movie was inside of a stretch limo by the looks of the interior. Even more, there was a man who looked very much like David himself eating the woman’s pussy. A very delectable cunt at that. The study continued as the woman moaned and even mumbled, “Yes, David! Devour me before I devour you.” Hale knew that fucking bitch was Harness!

“Sorry to interrupt Nina. David Hale is here behind me.” Martin warned her. Nina simply reached a hand over Abigail’s brown hair and palmed her scalp. Nearing a climax thanks to her youthful Captain Morgan she reinforced that she remain on course. Abigail was 43 years young but built like 30 in physique, gracefully gnawing at her leader’s clit, fingers delving amid a vulva well used in her lifetime. A free hand lifted on Nina’s part she paused the men.

“Hold your thoughts gentlemen. I am privileged to cum along with Harness. It is an honor I will not miss.” Yep! Confirmed! David rolled his eyes. “You have both been granted permission to view her magnificent body.”

“Lucky us!” David mumbled.

“Take your time!” Martin stepped back to join David in watching the televised sex. After a minute he had second thoughts and Martin did turn his back out of respect for one of the masterminds behind Watchtower. Not David! He held firm, hands in his pants pockets while watching Harness writhing about at her lover’s tongue. He had to admit that the woman’s body was pretty darn incredible.

In studying her further he found Harness posing a remote to a smaller TV in the limo. A porn of her own was being watched as inspiration. Lowering the remote she went back to enjoying herself. Who knew David had a twin out there, but again his handsome looks were somewhat average amongst men. Well-groomed brown hair, clean shaven, medium tan, brown eyes, almost the same body by the looks of it. Harness evidently had to settle on a doppelganger to satiate her desires for David.

Zeroing in on the smaller TV, David realized what Harness was watching. Growling over it he made his move and left Ludwig by himself to round the sofa for a closer inspection. Ignoring the commissioner and her captain he marched right up to the 80-inch TV and looked closer. On that limo screen was his wife Mavis Hale being eaten out by student Angus Furlong, her leopard print dress pulled up to her waist as the boy greedily feasted.

“Double feature, David Hale.” Harness spoke. She knew he was watching her now, obviously a second feed tapped into the camera here in the office. “Your wife now knowing we exist, if not by name, is quite puzzling. Bury that tongue deeper David. Mmm! Delightful!”

“Invasion of privacy!”

“Oh, come now! Isn’t that second nature by now, Mister Hale? You watch me, I watch her, Commissioner Graves watches us. Captain Ludwig there afraid to observe the beauty of it all. I truthfully did not expect your wife to participate in such a way David. You must have had one very special pep talk with her. Mmm!” Harness slouched a bit so that her lunch guest could show off his talents. “Do I see an erection, David Hale?”

“Always! My wife is gorgeous.”

“Ah! That handsome beast is not for me?”

“Never will be. I’ll compliment you on a magnificently kept body, but I’ll draw the line there, Harness. Do your damage but I will not stoop to cheating on Mavis. I knew this might happen to her and I granted her permission. We all know that Horton-Dexter will join the other schools in going this route. For her to keep her career I told her to enjoy herself. She’s granted me the same and our marriage is that much stronger for it. Do your dirty work anyway you see fit Harness, just do not include me or my family. I overlook everything concerning you people and my loyalty stops there. I will stay silent. You know I will.”

“Of course, you will. You may climax, Ms. Graves.” Behind David he heard Nina Graves cry out, her orgasm splashing Abigail in a wave of denied juices. David scowled but respected Nina enough not to look back at her outburst. Not even the fact he that found Abigail beautiful and knowing she was nude due to a peripheral inspection in passing by them, did he flinch.

“Your turn, isn’t it?” David folded his arms over his chest, holding firm while watching both Mavis and Harness. “I’d prefer a better view if you don’t mind.”

“Mmm! I knew my body would draw your curiosity. It does kill the cat after all. Does it not?” A signal switch kept Mavis up in the corner of the screen as rerouted to the TV in the office rather than the limo monitor. The majority of the screen was a full frontal of Harness; however, her face was distorted by camera trickery to protect her identity. In the distortion cloaking her features was the head of an actual leopard staring at her prey. The false David ordered to pull away left Harness for Hale’s inspection. Yes, he did get a good look at one perfect cunt, her leopard print nails prying her pink tunnel wide. Teasing her saturation, she fingered herself. “Oh, how I hunger for you. You drive me wild.” A purr then a snarl followed by a giggle she sighed. “Someday! A girl can dream.”