Such a message was not that rare he had come across it before but sometimes it was a fake woman, the young and attractive ones, but this woman was not...young so maybe she could be the genuine thing. ‘That is great Mavis, you have hit the nail on the head yes I am seeking a woman who is thinking the same as myself, I am not interested in full on arrangement just a fuck without any hidden agenda, do you understand that? He typed. The reply was immediate. ‘Yes Robert, I am aware of that; I just. I push in deeper and harder and faster, my tongue dancing over your love button driving you wild. Your breathing is raspy now. I can tell your ready to cum. I wrap my other arm around you and pull you to me even closer so you can’t get away. I nibble on your clit and hold it between my teeth and thrust even harder, faster. You’re moaning and gasping out my name. Telling me, no, begging me not to stop. Your hands grab my hair tighter and you throw your head back in ecstasy. You cum over and over. She reached for her shirt and put it back on. Without turning around, she said, “Go ahead, if you need to take a cold shower - Charles, I’m sorry, I thought it would help somehow?”Not knowing what to say, I took a pair of boxers and a sweat pant in with me, hoping things would calm down a little. When finished, I came back out ready for bed, got in, but I turned away from Claire.I fell asleep.We got up, and separately took showers, changing into our workout clothes, all with very little talking. ‘Al, head over to Kara Street, you know, the big mansion over there. The old man has a friend who claims someone tried to burn their house down.’ The mansion was the biggest, most expensive house in our town. It cost well over $500,000, at a time when the average cost of a residence in our town was around $55,000. The ‘old man’ was our town Supervisor, a flaming liberal lawyer, to boot. I was a police sergeant, and commander of our town’s arson investigation unit. As a volunteer fireman, I knew.