The metallic mesh coat I wore under my duster had done its job in diffusing the energy from the stunner. The energy blast had given me a good jolt and...set my skin to tingling, but I regained control of my muscles and my facilities almost immediately. From initially pulling my pistol to hitting the floor, it had probably taken only a couple of seconds.Falling face first to the floor allowed me to see under the heavy table where Bearclaw and Mendes sat. I was unsurprised that Mendez held a large. My cunt was completely wet with his play on it and was dripping with my slippery excretions.He then sat on the dressing stool and made me kneel between his legs. I bent forward, took his cock in my mouth and started to suck on it. His fingers lightly rested at the back of my head as he gently guiding my mouth on his erect hot rod. “Aahhh!” He exhaled as I hit his sweet spot as usual, jerking his hips up.I engulfed his cock with my mouth and closed my lips around his shaft as I felt the tip of. Shee-it!"Let me guess, Detective. You figured that I had learned about my wife's lover and went to take him out. Is that why we're here?" Partly." Well, let me tell you, Detective, if I had known about the son-of-a-bitch, I might have done just that! Unfortunately I was too dumb to suspect anything was going on." Mr. Turner, I tend to believe you but we'll have to check out your alibi. Please wait here."He got up and left the room. Left me to my rambling, raging thoughts of my wife's. Christ Monica, you make me feel ancient." I'm sorry Paul and don't pout, you're not all that old."Thanks I thought - not all that old, just great. The drive down to the lake was uneventful, filled mostly with conversation about our neighbors, Jeff's job and the like. We arrived just after ten and I drove around behind the lake to a spot where I knew we would have complete privacy. I parked the pickup truck and opened up the camper shell and pulled out three of my camera bags. Monica grabbed her.