"I sighed. "There's not much to tell. I was on the job, working an adultery case. I had the wife's lover's house staked out, and I hit paydirt. They w...re going at it in the bedroom with the light on and the shade up six inches or so. I was taking pictures from my car from about twenty yards away. Then I got greedy and decided to go in for some closeups." Uh-huh. Rank didn't mention you were working a case." I'm not surprised. Anyway, it just wasn't my night. A beat cop had spotted my van parked. Takinghis time and enjoying the fear in her eyes and the warm, squirming body underhim he runs his hands up the girls firm, flat stomach, over soft, warm skin,it's a simply matter to remove her bra and free firm, pert breasts. Watchingher eyes as his hands squeeze and rub over supple breasts and firm nipples.Letting her try to escape him, twisting and squirming to flee his hands. She couldn't believe her luck, why is it happening to her, what did she everdo to deserve this? To have this monster. It was as if they were an established couple not two people who had literally never seen each outer until an hour or so earlier, and then he looked up saw her looking at him in the mirror and smiled, "Moment of truth," he said earnestly."Yes," she agreed as she slipped off her expensive and slightly incongruous maroon brassiere and peeled down her matching panties and pantihose.He came to the bed and gently held her shoulders and then he kissed her on the lips, she melted into his arms and lay. Her large breasts hung freely from their confines and the coolevening air caused her nipples to spring to hardness. She could feel hernipples bristle with tiny bumps and the rubbery texture of a hardenedaureole brushed against her palm.One last look back over her shoulder and Jenna saw the old man bending overpicking up her bra. He held it out in front of him like a carrot in frontof a horse. With seeming sobering effects, the old man straightened andbegan to run in a much straighter line.Jenna.