Working Together

I smiled as I enjoyed the view. Jess turning a slow circle on the balls of her feet. Breathtaking, her perfect breasts rose and fell as she breathed. Her flat stomach broadening to her hips, her pubis bare of hair. Her tight backside and slim back , almost covered by her long brown hair.

"I'm glad you like what you see, I hoped you'd like it, like me I mean."

"Jess your body is just one part of the reason I love you, you're strong, intelligent, beautiful and my sister, what is there not to like."

"I fart a lot after I have beer and curry?"

"I'm sure it's not that bad,"

"Well you'll know afterwards I can assure you, now don't say you haven't been warned."

"I'll put that in the file."

"I would, now can we eat, it looks spectacular, you really do know how to please a girl."

"Darling Jess, it's only for you."

"Come on then, let's tuck in."

We sat and ate and talked and drank and talked and talked and talked. Finally Jess admitted to feeling a little cold. I smiled and nodded at her stiff nipples and crinkled aeriola, she grinned, slapped my leg and disappeared into her bedroom to slip on some clothes. I headed for the shower. As I washed I heard the bathroom door open and saw her shape distorted by the wet and steamy glass.

"Hi, need a wee, you okay if I go whilst you're showering?"

"Sure no worries."

"Thanks"

Her shape moved and shrank as she sat down. I heard the flush and the taps as she washed her hands. I finished showering and stepped out.

She smiled, "Here." reaching for a towel she wrapped it round my shoulders and patted my back. I let her dry me and then we wandered into my bedroom and I dressed while she replaced the bed sheets, sitting on the end to watch me finishing dressing.

"Well what shall we do now?"

"Up to you, we could go for a walk, sit and talk, anything you want?"

"Well I quite fancy making love again, how about you?"

"Well I actually would love to talk to you, then make love, what do you think."

"How about love first, then talk?"

"OK?"

"OK? that's not like you, you usually argue your case forcefully,"

"Have you looked in the mirror lately?"

"What?"

"I'd be a complete arse to refuse an offer of making love to you. Hell we can talk all we want later, come here"

"Say please?"

"Please, please, please come here."

"Better."

"Tease"

"Crawler."

Later, we lay in bed and ran fingers over each others bodies, tracing contours and crevices, idly playing with each other.

"Dave, where are we going with this. Do you think we have a future?"

"I really, really want that. Above all having found you, I don't want to lose you again. That would be unbearable, you really matter to me. It's more than the love thing. You are the parts of me I don't have, I just feel whole with you here, next to me. Even if the sex side of things stopped, I would still want you next to me.I can't explain it, but I feel at peace with myself with you here. I don't suppose any of this makes sense, but that's how you make me feel."

"Funnily enough dear brother, I can understand just how you feel, I feel as if a part of me is suddenly free, I can't describe it, but it's as if some locked up part has been freed."

We lay together for a while longer then made love again, ending in tangle of bodies on the bed. We showered together and dressed each other. We went out for a walk and then ended up in my local. We sat in a corner and drank a single glass of wine before wandering into the High Street. Jess's phone beeped and she took the call, speaking tersely and quietly.

"Sorry, there's been a murder and they've called in all hands, looks bloody, Dave I have to go. They're sending a car for me. Seems the Commander asked for me personally to lead the case."

"go, I'll see you later, wait."

My phone went, I answered. It was the office, I listened, nodding and "ah hahed". I hung up.

"Well here's a turnip for the books," I said, she smiled at the old joke.

"Seems Simon Flint needs to report to the Incident Room at your place and to make himself available to the SIO to help in any way he can to expedite the investigation."

"You're joking?"

"Serious, look I'll let you get organised then call in after about forty minutes ok?"

She nodded and we walked back to the flats, we heard a siren and I made myself scarce, watching the uniformed officer hold the door open for her. Forty minutes later I turned up at the police station which held the command centre. Walking in I produced my card and was ushered up to the newly opened Incident Room. Looking cooly efficient my sister turned and smiled.

"Ah Mr Philpott, how are you?"

"Well DCI Philpott, or may I call you Jessica, good to see you, and it's Dave from now on" I pecked her cheek. She looked at my pass and frowned slightly.

"Heads up everyone, This is Mr Flint, AKA my Big Brother Dave, who is here as a specialist for the purposes of this investigation. Use him as you need on anything with a Security aspect. Be nice to him though or you'll have me to answer to. Dave we've set you up over there, I understand one of your boys has set up a secure line and PC for you, there's also a PC and phone connected to our phone system and LAN, so you can integrate with us," She moved over to a small cubicle next to her office.

"Wow, Dave working together, you OK with this?"

"Sure, I need to run it past the office though, give me five, OK."

"Sure call in when you finish, oh, tea, coffee, etc down the hall second door, and Wednesdays you bring the milk."

"Noted, see you in a minute."

My Supervisor was aghast initially but his boss was sanguine about the whole thing. As a leading SIO with Major Crimes and Murders Jessica would normally handle big cases, it was inevitable we would cross paths at some point. She told me to carry on and run with it. A "Minute" would go the the commissioner and his ADC to let them know and confirm my continuing presence.

I wandered into Jess's office,shutting the door quietly, she had her back to me and was bending over, I whistled and she jerked upright and blushed.

"Shit, you scared the crap out of me you wassock." but she was grinning.

I sat in a vacant chair and we began to discuss the case. A DC knocked and she beckoned him in.

He placed a sheaf of papers on her desk and she glanced through them.

We discussed my angle on this. The deceased was on a watch list, we had him tagged as a potential problem, why I couldn't say but I could provide a list of known associates whom she could contact, but they must not suspect that they were under surveillance by us.

Jess scribbled notes and asked me to add the info to the Incident register and log the names in the database of contacts. I agreed and we parted,

After work I slipped out and disappeared as a few of the boys were angling for an evening in the pub and probably an opportunity to question me.

I went home and started to prepare a meal, remembering to make enough for two. Jess appeared later, tired and hungry, we ate in silence. A glass of red wine untouched in front of her.

"Spill it Sis. What's up."

"Dave, is there a problem I'm not seeing?"

"Meaning,am I sitting on something that I'm not going to let you have sight of, or something I'm going to withhold which might stifle your investigation."

"Exactly that!"

"If there was I would tell you that you need to back off, and leave it at that."

"Were you expecting this?"

"No, we thought he and the others were planning something, but this may be an honest to goodness mugging gone wrong."

"If it is one of your group of people, will you stop us arresting him or her?"

"No, for my part if this was an argument gone wrong, then it's in our interest to let you arrest the killer, as it would tend to make the others think they're not under surveillance."

"OK."

"There's more isn't there?"

"I shouldn't have introduced you as my brother."

"Not a problem, wheels have turned, Mr Flint will be retired."

"And..."

"And we have a cherry pie for dessert, are you interested?"

"You know what I mean, but yes please."

"You must have been surprised to see your long lost brother appear and find he was a member of the security services and just blurted it out, natural reaction, there's no harm done. It's actually refreshing to be known by my real name, don't worry."

"And what about me being at your place instead of my own place?" She asked looking at me anxiously.

"I invited you back for a meal, you collected a bag of gear because it's actually closer here than your place to the office. We've been distant for years, our parents have just died, you didn't want to be alone in the house and we've been thrown together on a case. Stranger things have happened."

"If you're sure?" she bit her lip.

"Hey what happened to the big sassy senior officer I've been working with today. Man up sis, this case could get you another leg up, and I will be as helpful as I can."

"Why?"

Why? because I love you, and you are good at what you do, and so am I, now do you want some pie, or have it later after sex?" I winked.

"Fuck the pie, come on lets get naked." she rose from the table and began unbuttoning her blouse as she turned towards the bedroom.

"You know sex has really made your language coarser." I called to her as she shed more clothes in her eagerness.

"Get your arse over here and get naked buster, I need you in me now, then it's pie time." She giggled as she rolled onto the bed arms uplifted to me.

"Yes Ma'am," I sighed with a grin as I pulled my pants down and freed my cock to wave at her.

"Wow is that truncheon meat all for me, bring it to mamma." She laughed as she spread her legs invitingly wide.

...xxx...

All appeared to be going well, the driver didn't react to picking Jess and me up from my place, as we discussed the case on the way to work and back. Everything all seemed to be hunky dory, until about three weeks into the investigation.

We had buried Mum and we debated selling the house so Jess could buy her own place in a more convenient spot for work. Then I had a call saying my regional director wanted to see me. I knew there was a real problem, but assumed it was the case. How wrong could I be. Making the journey into central London was a drag, I hated the commute more than I ever had. It meant less time with Jess.

I went into his office with the case papers and sat at his desk, he turned from his pc and looked at me sourly. In his late sixties he had survived various internal upheavals and was known for his thoroughness and attention to detail. He was a legend of the Cold War and was apparently responsible for setting up valuable networks of agents in the old Eastern Bloc. Now approaching retirement he lived his last working days running our department and handing over to my Boss Shelagh, his successor.

"Ah! Philpott, this meeting has nothing to do with the case, so you can put the file away." he opened a thin folder on his desk.

"As you know, we regularly re-accredit our staff; background checks etc. Well this time I'm afraid there are one or two, how can I put it, anomalies in your most recent report." He eyed me balefully.

"Are you sleeping with your sister?" he asked bluntly, and I knew he knew the truth. I knew that there was no hoodwinking him on this, best to come clean.

"Yes I am, I love her very much, we have just lost both our parents, and we have been estranged for about twenty years, we came back together on my mothers death and well..." I trailed off.

"Philpott, far be it for me to cast aspersions on your private life, but as a Security Service operative, you have to be more careful." He glanced at the file, flicking the pages and tutting.

"Do you know how this was picked up?"

"No sir, no idea at all." I replied flatly.

"Bloody idiot, you're sisters staying but only one bedroom light ever goes on, your sisters either eating too many carrots or she's sleeping with you. For Gods sake man what were you thinking, apart from the bloody obvious?"

"Sorry I never thought about it like that. I'm so sorry, if you wish I will resign, especially if it ends the matter here and doesn't affect my sisters career. Are you passing this to the Met may I ask?"

"No I'm not, much as we are, so to speak, "in bed" with our colleagues along the river, as far as we are concerned, this is "in house". And I don't want your bloody resignation, you're doing a good job and it would be a waste of your talents to cast you adrift. I also don't give a fig about your relationship with your sister. just be more careful. Get a timer fitted to put the second bedroom light on at random points when you're in and remember to draw the curtains in there at night. Ok that's it. carry on and good luck."

"Thank you sir."

"You're a lucky bastard Philpotts, I've carried a torch for my sister for years, she cares not a jot, be careful and think it through. Now get out and earn your salary man."

I stepped out of the office quickly and headed off back to the Incident Room. I explained that I had to pop into the office and attempted to catch up on the day. Jess stuck her head in the cubicle.

"Five minutes in five minutes, ok?"

"Sure DCI Philpott, your office?"

"Please and could you bring coffee, I haven't had a second this morning."

"No problem," I rose and went to make us both a coffee.

A tall gangly Detective Sergeant was making a drink in the small kitchen. He saw me and smirked. Waiting until I was pouring milk into the cups he approached me and tapped my arm.

"Hiya Double ooh Seven," He said using the nickname that had crept round the office,

"Sergeant," I answered.

"It's Paul, look, this is off the record, but is your sister seeing anyone?"

"Ha! why? do you fancy taking a crack at her?"

"I wish. she's well you know, sorry; look I know she's your sister, but she's as fit as a butchers dog, even you must see that. Well we've got a book going, because for the first time ever, she's being bloody reasonable about things, overtime, time off, coffee rotas that sort of thing.

Well the betting is she's found a bloke and is getting it regular. So I thought if I sort of asked the resident spook you could probably ferret around and find out. Look there's about five hundred in the kitty and I'd split it eighty twenty with you."

"Sorry, too personal. I wish you all luck, but as far as I know since she's been staying with me, no blokes been round." I grinned and threw the spoon into the sink, ready to go. His arm rested on mine.

"Girlfriends?"

"No!"

"You're not.."

"No, you're right I'm not, she's fit, but she's my sister."

"So you would?"

"She's my sister end-of."

having made the coffee I pushed past him and walked back to Jess's office. Kicking the base of the door as a knock, I held the two cups up and she walked round her desk and opened the door.

"Good timing, come in. How did your meeting go?"

"Interesting."

"Interesting good or interesting bad?"

"Interesting, interesting."

"Hmm." she sipped her coffee. I sat down and sipped my brew.

"Well are you going to tell me or what?"

"What!"

"Come on, is there something I should know?"

"Two things actually, one about us and one about you."

I told her of my meeting and her hands flew to her face, I explained what the boss said, including his final comment. She grinned. Then I told her about the sweepstake and she reddened and screamed. I saw heads come up in the outer office. She looked out and her face set. She stood and walked to the door. I grinned, knowing how volcanic my little sister could be. This might be interesting.

"OK listen up everyone," she waited as the room quietened and phones dropped back on their bases.

"I understand there is some discussion and wagering on whether I have a romantic involvement, which may have mellowed me. Just to put everyone's hat on straight. The fact is..."

She paused and looked round the room. Her eyes flashed and shone,

"it's none of your bloody business if I am humping a generously endowed gentleman who knows how to shake my fillings loose. However if you really want to know, the answer is yes I am being banged regularly by an expert lover, who pleases me no end and I love it.

I've come to sex late in life but I fully intend to enjoy a large portion of his cock as often as possible. I thank you for your concern, but suggest you put any money into a worthwhile charity. Meanwhile we have a murder investigation to pursue, so can we skip the gossip and de-digitate, I want results and I mean yesterday. If I find anyone is behind after today, you'll be pulling on the old blue serge and doing permanent nights before you can blink. OK go on back to work."

A ragged cheer and a round of applause ran round the room, then everyone went back to their tasks and the room hummed and buzzed again.

I clapped loudly as she came back in with a huge smile on her red face.

"That'll be over the Yard in an hour betcha." she grinned widely.

"That felt good, I've wanted to say something since we came back together, you don't mind?"

"Bit late now, but no you run your outfit as you want. I have no complaints." I shrugged and plopped a folder on her desk. She raised an eyebrow.

"Your eyes only, that's an assessment of the threat potential our friends represent, No one except you is cleared on this, you read, digest and return, you do not discuss, copy or make notes of the contents. OK."

"OK, thanks for that Dave. We think we have a witness and we're following up on it. No one on your contact list, so it looks ok so far."

"Good, keep me posted and I'll get details of the others whereabouts, so onwards and upwards." I rose to leave.

"Dave, I meant what I said, I want you every minute I can get." She smiled at me,

"I know sis, me too, you're not getting away from me again."

"I'll hold you to that."

"Just hold me, see you later."

"You will,"

I went back to my desk and tried to pick up the threads of the day. I failed to spot the sign on the back of my chair, "Stool pigeon". Looks like I spoiled their fun. Several of the guys came over and we had a laugh, even Paul, red faced and grinning.

A week later the team made four arrests and co-incidentally found enough evidence to enable Special Branch to pull in the rest of the gang, seems that the victim had a difference of opinion with some of the others. They killed him and the rest is as they say history.

We spent the evening in the pub opposite the Station and nearly everyone else got rat arsed drunk, Jess included. We had hired a Karaoke machine. There were some very drunk people that night, I stayed reasonably sober

I piled into the car with a sleeping Jess and we swept across town to our place. I asked the driver to help me upstairs with her. Inside I put the light on in the second bedroom and saw Jess had laid it out as though she actually lived there. The bed was rumpled but made, shoes and clothes littered the bed and floor.

I swept the clothes onto a chair and we laid her on top of the bed, as she snored gently. The Cop smiled and I slapped his back.

"She is a looker that one, but she's going to have one hell of a hangover tomorrow, Good luck with that mate she can be an evil sod when she wants. Apologies I know she's your sister but she can't half fucking shout." he grinned on his way out and I locked the door.

I closed up and stripped off, and as I crawled into bed the door opened and Jess stood naked in the doorway.

"How'd I do, did you think I'd passed out with the booze?" she giggled and slipped into bed with me.

"You were playing."

"Sure; they expect me to get bladdered. I always have before, so why disappoint them. I'm known for it, part of my aura. Good at getting very pissed. However there are going to be some very hungover potted plants at the Albert tomorrow"