Interviewing the Staff

You manage to plan three interviews with the staff closely related to the girl. The first interview is with Darla's personal maid. You meet her in Darla's room. She is in her mid-twenties with olive skin and short legs. She too looks to be from Italian decent. She is wearing a maid outfit with a considerable amount of cleavage. You know Margret's opinion on the objectification of women and fear she might ruin the mood if she attended the interview. You turn to her and whisper to her to wait outside. "Oh no old man, I'm not missing another interview because I'm a woman." You try to calm her down. "That's not what I meant. I just think your presence might hinder the interview. Why don't you go to the second interview while I do this one." You add a warm smile to your words and Margret grumpily admits you might be right. "Good luck with the chef's interview." you add before she leaves the room, leaving you alone with the maid.

"Mrs. Delarius, thank you for your time. I just wanted to ask you a few questions about Darla and any strange occurences you may have seen before she left." you say. You pull an old detectives trick, by staying silent for a brief moment before you ask the first question. The maid takes the bait and answers your unspoken question. "Darla didn't speak to me often. I wouldn't know of any important information." she says hastily. And like an experienced fisherman, you reel in the catch. "And if she had talked to you, what kind of "important" information might she have told you, mrs. Delarius?" you ask her.

Within the first two minutes of this interview you were on to something. This might be easier than you thought. She's squirming in her chair as you let the silence reach. She calms down and leans forward, giving you a good look all the way down the valley between her magnificent breasts. "I might have picked up on a conversation I wasn't meant to hear. But before I tell you, I need you to do something for me." she whispers to you. You didn't come here to make another deal, but the information she has might be important to the investigation. You decide to play along. "I might be able to be of service to you. What is it you would need of me?" you say, leaning back in your chair, thus creating distance between you and her globes of distraction.

In response she leans over the table even further with a **** look on her face. "I will tell you what I know if you would have me, here and now." She then looks away from you. You're certainly taken aback by the request. "But why? Why would you want me, an old detective, to bed you? Wouldn't a lady as beautiful as you have plenty of men to go around?" you say in earnest. The slutty maid bites her lower lip as she looks back at you. "I'm not often allowed to leave here and all of the personel has been forbidden from visiting me. Please, I will make it worth your time."

You stop her begging and stand up from the table. "Don't leave, please! I promise the information will be worth your time, but I need someone to fuck me." she cries out. You walk over to her and take her head into your hands. She's more than a head shorter than you are. You weren't planning on following up on this, but your body seems to have a mind of its own. "I will help you. Please allow me." you say. You then move your head to her face and kiss her. She's a good kisser and you quite enjoy it. When finally you break the kiss, you move down to her gorgeous breasts. Softly kneeding them while you shower her neck with kisses. She softly moans in excitement and takes off her dress. You take off your t-shirt and push her onto the bed. You lick her nipples and hear the moans get louder. You then make your way down her belly and move to her panties. She's laying on her back on the bed, her head tilted up trying to get a look at what you're doing down there.

As you take off her panties, her last piece of clothing except for her boots, you kiss her thigh and move a finger over to her neatly trimmed slit. You move your finger around the outer lips and the horny maid's moans rise in pitch. She's already very wet, but you decide to check her out with your finger first. She's not a virgin, obviously, but she's still tight around your finger. You take out your finger and take off your pants and underwear. Mrs. Delarius moves towards your crotch and eagerly takes your cock in her mouth. She looks even better with your cock in her mouth, you decide. She then expertly starts bobbing up and down your member, licking and caressing your balls until you lose all thought of your original purpose for coming here.

You wish this moment could last forever, but Debi is a natural tease and instead pulls back right before you can cum. She looks into your eyes with a fake innocense before a mischievous smile comes across her face and she pushes you back onto the bed. She positions herself over your cock, sliding the tip along her wet folds. She lowers herself slowly, letting her tight cunt adjust to the size of your cock. You just lay there, admiring the girl's beauty as she closes her eyes and moans in anticipation. She takes in more and more of it before dropping the last few inches, hilting your entire cock. She opens her eyes and gives you a lusty look before moving up and down your member at a rapid pace. Your eyes bulge as you're taken aback by the speed at which this girl is riding your dick. "Oh god... mrs. Delarius." you moan. "Please call me... Debi." she says between bounces.