You receive a mysterious envelope

As you prepare for the meeting that you will have later today, Tara enters and puts mail on your desk.

“This came today.”

“Thank you, Tara.” You nod. “Could you go to court and gather the files for Miller case? Also, while you are at it, could you check the progress of investigation on Santiago incident – it’s still not urgent, but...” you don’t finish.

The young woman nods.

“As you wish. I will be back in a couple of hours.” She says and turns to leave.

As she leaves, your eyes are practically glued to her swaying ass. Your pussy quivers with need when the doors close – you would really like nothing more than grab that cold blond, **** her on her knees and **** her to lick her pussy… or is it that you want her to do that to you?

You shake your head and start browsing the mail.

Your eyes land on the envelope without a return address. You open it and discover that the only thing inside is a flash memory.

Curious you enter the flash drive into your laptop. On the flash memory, you discover a movie clip, which you promptly play.

In the corner the date and an hour of the recording show up – the movie is rather old. Decades-old.

Soon the screen starts showing a view from some kind of car or van. Someone sitting in the vehicle was filming a woman, standing alone in the middle of the night, in the empty parking lot. The woman seemed to be unaware that she was being filmed.

The curvy, big breasted brunette was wearing a rather cling and revealing long dark grey dress. It was sleeveless, low-cut, ankle-long, slitted dress. You could also make out that she was wearing stockings and black high-heels. That outfit was more suited for an opera concert or official dinner than a dark and cold parking lot.

The woman was nervously pacing, the clicking sound of her heels quite clearly echoing in the loudspeakers, while holding her cell-phone trying to call someone.

As she turned around, you froze. You recognized her.

Your eyes dart to the date of recording and your mind goes blank.

It’s your mother and the recording is from the day you saw her the last time!