Chapter 31

As I sat in my office, the police showed up knocking on the door. "Oh sorry, how can I help you?" I asked.
"Vivienne Layley?" the officer said.
"Yes sir, that's me," I said.
Jen was standing behind the officer. "I am going to need you to come with me, we have a couple more questions for you."
"Okay yes, let me just grab my purse," I said. "Jen please cancel my appointment this afternoon."
"Yes of course," she said. "Call me if you need anything?"
"Okay," I said following the officer downstairs and out of the building.

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"Mrs. Layley, I appreciate you coming down," the officer said escorting me to a room with a window.
"Not a problem," I said.
"Please have a seat and I will explain what is happening," he said.
I took a seat across from the window and looked at it wondering if it was one of those windows that looked into a lineup room.
"I am going to see about having you do a lineup. You had said that you saw a police car on the day when you went to Julia and John's house," the officer said.
"Yes, but I couldn't see anyone," I said.
Another officer came into the room and stood over in the corner.
I was not able to identify anyone from the lineup and the officers took me back to the office. The officer made conversation about his family and his latest camping trip he took with his buddies. Aaron was one of his buddies that had gone on the trip he had said. Took a bunch of the guys up into the mountains of Tennessee for a week long trip.

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Later that evening, I packed pants and some sexy low-cut tops along with all of my sexiest lingerie for my trip with Aaron. He was picking me up at 9 AM to head north for a two-hour drive to a secluded state park. I finished packing my clothing and toiletry necessities, then headed downstairs dragging my suitcase to the kitchen. I had made cookies the night before to take on our trip. I placed them, along with two bottles of wine and a bottle opener, into a paper sack. I then placed both my suitcase and the bag by the door. I grabbed a bottle of water and sat on the couch waiting for Aaron to arrive. I suddenly heard a knock on the door. I jumped off the couch, all but running to the entrance in my excitement to see him. I flung it open and greeted him with a huge smile and kiss. He laughed and pulled me close to him, embracing me within his strong arms.
“Ready to go babe?” he asked, looking over and picking up the suitcase and paper bag. I locked the door and followed him out to the car. He was driving a standard, blue, four door sedan. Nothing fancy, but it would do great for our trip. I had secretly hoped he might bring the Mustang. I got into the front passenger side, as he stowed the package and my suitcase in the trunk. He got in, started the car, then grabbed my hand and brought it delicately to his lips, kissing each one of my fingers. I leaned back enjoying this moment. He let go of my hand, pulled out of the driveway, and headed toward the freeway. I glanced over at him and admired his strong hands gripping the steering wheel as we drove on our way to the park. We talked about our lives and about relationships, we had experienced prior to meeting each other. However, I did not feel the need or desire to tell Aaron about my late husband Brad.
We arrived at the park after several hours of driving. We checked in at the tourist center and grabbed a bundle of firewood for our campfires during the weekend. Getting back into the car, we drove to our campsite and unloaded our tent and supplies. Working together, we set up the tent which we put all our supplies into and blew up our air mattress. Aaron turned to me and asked, “soooo, what do you want to do now?” He winked at me and pulled me close, opening the tent door, and dragging me inside. We lay down on the air mattress kissing passionately. It was cool enough outside that we needed long sleeve shirts, so it was nice to be cuddling close together and getting warmer within the tent. He pulled me on top of him as he lay on his back on the mattress, so that I was straddling his waist. I giggled and kissed him, grinding my hips into his growing hardness. Pulling his shirt up, I kissed down his masculine chest, caressing his skin. I slid down his body slowly, working my way down his abdomen, trailing kisses to the button on his jeans. Using my fingers, I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants pulling his manhood free, discovering that he was not wearing anything beneath his pants. I smiled up at him and giggled.
He slid his pants down off his hips and legs as I backed up to the edge of the air mattress, watching him. I stared at his strong, muscular legs, then up to his smooth shaved balls. I felt myself get wetter in anticipation of the feeling of his hardness within my mouth and deep inside of me. After he removed his shirt, he lay naked on the air mattress before me, his manhood pointing straight upward, hard and purple with desire. I slowly crawled up until my head was positioned above his hardness, and I smiled at him as I slowly slid my hand up his inner thigh, over his smooth shaved balls and up to his waiting shaft. I continued smiling and giving him a sultry look as I licked the tip. He moaned and smiled, arching his back slightly as I engulfed him with my warm lips. I stretched my mouth wider to accommodate more of him. My fingers lazily trailed over his balls, feeling the smooth shaved orbs, touching, and caressing him lightly. With my mouth bobbing up and down, he gripped my hair with his fingers, pushing slightly on the back of my head as I moved faster and sucked harder.
He moaned and groaned from the pleasure I was giving him, and this only further increased my own desires. I could feel that my panties were now saturated with my own female juices, and the wetness was increasing with my arousal. I loved to feel his manhood between my lips. The pleasure I gave him only caused a greater pleasure within myself. Butterflies of sensations began building within my abdomen as I continued to please him with my mouth and hands. He pulled at my head, removing his erection from my wandering mouth, and pulled me up by my arms to swiftly crush his mouth onto mine. His flickering tongue moved down the fabric of my shirt. Lifting it up and over my head with his hands, he placed his lips on my bra, and finding my nipple, he bit down lightly causing me to gasp and grip his head. “You’re wearing way too much clothing,” he said smiling as he removed my bra, kissing my breasts each one at a time. Flipping me over, I screamed out playfully as he now had me on my back in one quick movement. He smiled and laughed removing my slacks and panties. “Now I have you just where I want you,” he said as he smiled at me. He reached down on the side of the air mattress and into his bag.
He pulled out a pair of handcuffs. My heart skipped a beat as I remembered our first time together when he handcuffed me to the bed. I wondered what he planned on doing with them in a tent with an air mattress, and nothing to restrain me to. I felt a warm sensation between my thighs as my arousal grew at the sight of him holding the handcuffs in one hand and raising his eyebrows at me. He grabbed my wrist and securely fastened one handcuff around it, not too tight as to make a mark, but tight enough so I could not wiggle out. Then he fastened the other one to his own wrist. “Now you are mine,” he said gruffly, as he smiled and kissed me on the lips. Using the hand that was handcuffed to mine, he brought my arm above my head, and then used his free hand to lift my other arm above my head as well. Pinning both above my head, he kissed my breasts and trailed downward on my body, softly kissing my abdomen. He let go of my hands and dragged my one arm along with his own, over my body. He positioned himself between my legs, trailing a finger from his free hand over my swollen wet lips.
He lowered his mouth onto my hardening clit, which by now was swollen with desire. Sliding a finger into my womanhood, he stroked my g-spot lightly, pushing his finger deeper and exploring me more. He added another finger, and I arched my back as he plunged deeply into me, stroking me with his fingers. His mouth felt amazing against me, and I began to tingle and quiver at each touch of his tongue upon my love button. His erection was pressing against my lower leg, and he was slowly rubbing against me, pleasuring himself as he brought me to near explosion. His fingers moved faster matching the rhythm of his tongue, and with vivid excitement, he removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue, darting into me, lapping at me with a frenzy. It brought me over the edge. I tried to control the urge, but he brought me to a point of ecstasy, and I leaped over the side without thinking. Gushing my slippery juices down upon his tongue, I could feel them seeping down my thighs. I gasped and moaned as he licked and sucked at the honey flowing from my womanhood, I could not breathe or move. I was limp from the ecstasy. His own moans brought me back to reality and I opened my eyes to see him above me, caressing my breasts lightly with his fingers.