Kurt Anderson moans passionately as his younger wife Cristel was on top of him while making love. He lies on his back in bed. He is a weak looking because of his age. He is in his early seventies. While his wife is only thirty, beautiful, sexy and have a high libido on sex.

She moves passionately, grinding her hips into him, her head arched back, her hands rubbing lightly over her breasts. She reaches down, grabbing his hips and bumps them upwards, forcing him deeper inside her. They move together -- faster -- and faster.

Kurt would have liked to rest for a while but Cristel didn't stop humping over him. The effect of the medicine taken to make the young wife happy was also quite bad. Kurt seems to feel like he's out of breath but is embarrassed to tell the woman.

Cristel stopped the humping for a moment and handed him water and a capsule.

"What is it? For what?" he asked.

"To make you feel better," Cristel replied. With no doubt Kurt took the medicine and swallowed. Cristel lie down to his side and hug him. He hug her too but she grab a handkerchief and covered his eyes.

“Love?”

“Shhh. I will make you as happy as you want to be,” Cristel whisper. She begun to suck his dick passionately. Kurt was so satisfied. Cristel grab his neck while still sucking him.

"Wait, I can't breathe. Wait a minute," Kurt said but Cristel didn't listen and the woman just continued what she was doing. His face is pale, mouth open, his gray eyes looking out in an immobile stare. The last prompt of his life is carved upon a face unmoving in pain.

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The Next day. A loud scream was heard throughout the mansion from Kurt’s bedroom. The shout came from Chia his secretary who went to sign some urgent documents. They immediately called the police to investigate what happened to their boss.

Several Police cars are in the driveway of the mansion. The police entered the house to check what happen. They saw the lifeless Kurt lying on the bed with a stiff body, a sign that he was long dead.

“Who found him?” the investigator ask the butler.

“His Secretary. Chia Cruz.”

“She was here? I mean she live here also?”

“No sir. She stopped by to pick up some papers.”

The police nodded and approached the still trembling Chia.

"You saw Kurt?" the woman nodded. "Why are you here?"

"I need to sign documents. Ma'am Cristel isn't here. A maid told me to go straight they're room. I used to do that sometimes because they don't really go into the office and I'll go at their house for important papers.” Chia said.

"Where is Mrs. Anderson? Why isn't she here? Does she already knows what happened to her husband?" police asked.

"I don't know. I only saw Sir Kurt here in their room.” Chia said while wiping her eyes from tears.

Police and investigators began looking at belongings inside the room. They looked at each other when they see different kinds of sex toys in a cabinet such as Vibrators, Strap-Ons, Dildos, paddles, hand cuffs, butt plugs, candles etc.

“This couple was into some kinky shit,” The police shocked.

"Do you know this?" the police asked the secretary. She quickly refused.

"I don't care about the personal lives of my bosses," the woman replied.

"We also don't care about their married life," said the maid.

Paramedics took Kurt's body for examination. The police took the statement of the five maids in the mansion and prevented them from entering the room. Almost all of them have same answer that they not dwelling on the lives of the bosses and not knowing what happened that night all they know is that since morning Cristel has not been seen since visiting her mother.

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After examining Kurt’s body, the police immediately looked into the cause of his death.

“What'd he die of?” Detective Diaz asked.

“The endorsed cause of death was cardiac arrest.” SPO4 Lopez said.

“The endorsed cause? It’s that all? Just a simple heart an attacked?” Detective Diaz said in unbelievable manner.

“Well it’s theoretical at this point. Mr. Anderson had his heart attack was brought by disproportionate aerobic activity – in conjunction with the drug.” SPO4 Lopez said.

"You know I have a bad suspicion," Detective Diaz said.

"What suspicion?" SPO4 Lopez asked.

"Did you see how the secretary cried? An employee wouldn't cry like that for his employer but that's not my point. Have you seen Mrs. Cristel Anderson? Mr. Anderson's young wife." Lopez nodded because he hadn't seen the man's wife yet. Detective Diaz took a magazine and showed it to the police which once featured the couple.

"Mr. Anderson is a millionaire. His wife is also a former employee of his but because she is beautiful, sexy, he liked her and they got married. The man has no other close relatives. He has no children with other women," the investigator added.

"What do you mean?" police asked.

"Mr. Anderson's net worth is more than 30 million. As far as I know, he is 70 years old already while his wife is only 30. What do you think?" Detective Diaz said. The police hit the table because he already got what the investigator meant.