I never even knew whether Monique was still with Emma’s father, or if she was available. Anyway, I met Monique at a nearby coffee lounge, feeling a...n almost forgotten sense of tingling anticipation. ‘Can you go on a date with Emma?’ was the first thing she asked, once we had exchanged the usual pleasantries. I did a double take, imagining a romantic date with her not unattractive teenage daughter. The tingling didn’t go away, but had to cope with an abrupt change of object. ‘What’s this about?’. That ended the investigation for the night. The state wanted to reopen the road. The tow trucks were there to move the two crashed vehicles. I had them move the Explorer to the maintenance lot. The tow truck driver said it was totaled - add one more thing to the to-do list. Once the vehicles were gone the fire department washed down the sidewalks to get rid of all the blood that was there.I asked the girls to come over to the office. I wanted a quiet time with them. The excuse was for hot. She pulled me tighter and said, “We will be more circumspect at the club tonight. I’m wearing slacks.” My face dropped into a pout. “Don’t worry. Melissa helped pick out the entire outfit. So you know it’s hot. Brad, I love to tease you.”I said, “It’s not teasing, Love.”“No. With you, it’s a promise. The only thing for me better than whetting your appetite is satisfying it.” She kissed me. “We need to shower. And knowing your sister is listening, let’s turn the water on for a few minutes. The. From that moment, everything was connected. Every move, every twitching muscle, it all happened in a cycle that had been determined before it had begun, and there was no way anything would go differently. She held onto my dick with both hands and pulled on it once, putting maximum tension on the skin. I felt her wet lips and warm tongue against it as she sucked it in, rolling her head about a third of the way down the shaft. That was the exact moment my defenses broke. She didn't even have to.