Chapter 1091 Command
Tonight, Clay had initially intended to visit Daisy's house for an opportunity. However, he found Oliver at home and had already been noticed by the security. He decided to switch plans and head to the governor's mansion instead. After all, seducing the governor's wife was far more thrilling than pursuing the principal's. Clay patiently waited until past midnight before attempting to enter the bedroom on the second floor. Unexpectedly, Maurice, being exceptionally alert, had already detected his presence and even managed to scratch his leg when he fell downstairs.
Gazing up at the lit windows of the mansion's second floor, Clay wore a look of discontent. These wives of officials, taking advantage of their husbands' positions to indulge in luxury, were essentially spending the sweat and blood of the common people. Clay was determined to turn these privileged wives upside down, seemingly carrying out justice on behalf of the heavens.
Suddenly, the sound of police sirens echoed from a distance at a street corner. Startled, Clay swiftly rose, took a few steps, lifted a manhole cover, and jumped in. As a janitor, he often cleared sewage pipes and was well acquainted with the city's underground passages. After each misdeed, he would escape through these sewers, eluding the authorities in pursuit.
In a few minutes, a police car arrived behind the mansion's walls. Several detectives exited the vehicle, led by Detective Captain Mark.
"Boss, it's just an attempted theft. Couldn't the local police handle it? Why involve us detectives? It's like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut," a young detective grumbled.
"Enough with the complaints. Do you know whose house the thief tried to break into?" Mark's expression darkened as he shot the young detective a sharp look. The police chief had personally called him, urging quick resolution of this attempted theft case. Moreover, the report came from Maurice, Armando's partner.
Mark dared not delay. Armando was currently the city governor, on the fast track for a possible promotion to deputy bureau chief in a few years. Moreover, Maurice, Armando's partner, was not an ordinary individual. Her father was rumored to be a vice-provincial leader, someone even the municipal party secretary of Starfall Town would respect. Upon hearing that an incident had occurred at Maurice's home, Mark immediately assembled his team and hurried over.
The detectives conducted an investigation on-site, uncovering a new lead—evidence pointing to the suspect's escape through the sewers. Mark grew excited; the Midnight Deviant, as he recalled, had a penchant for such routes. He now hoped to capture the perpetrator he had long sought.
Staring at the dark entrance of the sewer, Mark almost felt the deviant mocking him. Without a second thought, he shed his police uniform, leaped into the sewer, and was met with a noxious stench that nearly caused him to cough. His feet sank into the muck as he covered his nose and mouth, drew his gun, and cautiously pursued the suspect through the pipeline. This time, he was determined to apprehend this perverted deviant.
The other detectives, seeing their captain leap into the sewer, followed suit without hesitation. Their job as detectives was already laborious, facing even more dangerous criminals. Navigating a sewer tunnel was hardly a daunting task for them.
While Mark and his team earnestly pursued the deviant in the foul-smelling sewers, Kevin lay comfortably on the large bed. However, to avoid suspicion, he lay at the edge of the bed, maintaining a sufficient distance from Maurice.
It was Maurice who remarked, "Kevin, why perch so close to the edge? You might fall off if you doze off." Kevin then shifted slightly inward but kept a respectful distance from Maurice.
Observing Kevin's cautious demeanor, Maurice lightly chuckled and remarked, "Kevin, what are you nervous about? I'm not a tiger; I won't bite you."
"Mrs. Maurice, I'm just not accustomed to sharing a bed with someone else," Kevin awkwardly replied. "I'm used to sleeping alone at home."
"Oh, that's right. You're a high school senior now," Maurice pondered. She had always regarded Kevin as a child, but upon reflection, sixteen-year-old Kevin was no longer a child in her eyes.
After a brief conversation, Kevin suddenly yawned. Amused, Maurice advised, "Alright, let's stop talking and get some rest."
Kevin turned over, facing away from Maurice, closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep after a while.
At some point, Kevin awoke to find Maurice absent beside him. Hearing the sound of running water from the bathroom, indicating Maurice was showering, he subconsciously approached the bathroom door. Surprisingly, the door was ajar, revealing a brightly lit bathroom with Maurice standing completely nude. Her fair and glistening skin, firm and majestic breasts, seductive curves, and mature charm entranced Kevin. Overcome with passion, his body heated up, his lower regions involuntarily rising, and he swallowed saliva.
Maurice spotted Kevin at the doorway but instead of showing anger, she smiled alluringly and said, "Kevin, do you like Auntie's body? Want to come over for a touch?" She cupped her full breasts, causing them to jiggle, captivating his gaze.
Unable to resist, Kevin approached and boldly embraced Maurice's voluptuous form. Her supple breasts pressed against his chest as they kissed passionately, her alluring lips moist and hot.
Maurice reciprocated the warmth, rubbing her snowy-white curves against Kevin's body. Breathless, she whispered, "Kevin, darling, Auntie feels so restless. Quickly, slide your large cock in. Auntie's so itchy down there."
Kevin, engaged in a fervent kiss with the sophisticated lady, had already stiffened beneath his waistband. He grasped both breasts, fondling them freely. His fingers maneuvered to tease her inner thighs, arousing Maurice to the point of wetness, panting and moaning. Maurice, her face flush with desire, begged, "Kevin, don't tease me. Auntie is so aroused. Hurry, penetrate me."
"Auntie, I'm entering now," Kevin saw the usually dignified governor's wife in a lascivious allure, his manhood growing even harder. With a firm grip, he directed his tip to Maurice's moist entrance, forcefully thrusting forward. With a squelch, his substantial member buried deep within her, enveloped by her slick tightness. The sensation stirred both pleasure and excitement within Kevin, feeling almost surreal. He couldn't believe he was making love to the governor's wife!
Holding onto Maurice's thick, round hips, Kevin pumped vigorously, driving his throbbing member deep into the depths of the mature woman's core, repeatedly colliding with her delicate cervix. The velvety warmth and tightness of her embrace thrilled him, like a machine running at full throttle. Their fervent coupling rattled the sturdy double bed, their naked bodies intoxicated by primal desires...
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