Meeting an old ex-colleague brought back some good memories.

I was recently out with my wife when we bumped into an ex-colleague from my days in the Police force. Seeing her again brought back memories of our naughty times together in the early 1980s.

It began on Karen's first day at the station, I was introduced to her at the reception and asked to help her take her luggage up to the third floor where single officers lived. In those days, officers were posted to a station away from their hometown and lived in single quarters within the Police station.

At our Police station, this was up on the third floor, somewhere we were not permitted to go unless directed by a senior officer.

In my case, I was asked by my grumpy old inspector to assist the new girl so it was in order.

Karen was twenty-one, Karen had short dark hair and was 5'5" tall, slim build, and had a wonderful pair of firm breasts that looked huge on her tiny frame. I was twenty-three, had been married for two years at this time, and lived in the town with my wife.

Karen wore an elasticated figure-hugging boob tube that was so thin it was virtually see-through. The boob tube was at least a size smaller than she needed, no bra, and a pair of tight denim shorts that showed off her excellent shapely legs.

Before grabbing some of Karen's luggage, the inspector said, "Behave and be quick." He had seen me eyeing up Karen's perfect pair of tits. Karen had lots of luggage and between us; we managed to carry it all in one trip although this was where the fun started.

I took the lead and Karen followed. Karen was carrying luggage in both hands so was I. As we rounded the bend on the second flight, I noticed that Karen's boob tube was slipping down, and she had not realized. As we rounded each bend, we came face to face before scaling the next flight.

By the bend on the third flight, a nipple had popped out, a dark stubby erect nipple. Then by the time we rounded the bend on the fourth flight, they were both out. Being the gentleman I was, I had no alternative but to wait until we got to her room before pointing out her nip slip.

As we entered her room, Karen was topless and unaware - or was she? `She placed her bags down and adjusted her clothing with a big grin covering up her perfect firm tits. Karen thanked me for helping her, noticed the bulge in my trousers as she hugged me, said, "I think we are going to get on fine," and gave my erection a gentle squeeze.

I will not see Karen for the next week as she had to complete her training. Karen then joined us permanently, I was lucky enough to be allocated her tutor.

Once in uniform, Karen did not look as good as she had on the day I met her. The starched white shirts, knee-length black skirts, and nasty black shoes were far from sexy. I did not know at this time that Karen wore sexy stockings and suspenders beneath that boring uniform, it wasn't too long before I found out though.

After a few weeks on shift, it was our turn to complete a week of nights. This meant working from ten pm to six am for the next seven days.

It was during this time that Karen started to get a bit more familiar. Karen also mentioned the boob-flashing incident, which was unplanned, but she was glad it got my attention.

We regularly got sent out in the Transit van together, so if we made any arrests, we could transport our prisoners back to the station and get Karen more experience in dealing with prisoners.

The transit van had an old-fashioned bench seat at the front, so when we not patrolling the town center, Karen would move over so she would be right beside me and run her hand up my thigh being a right tease. This, of course, led me to get an erection in no time, and I had to re-adjust myself. Karen did nothing more than make suggestive comments at this time.

The following night, we were the only officers on duty for the whole town due to sickness and holidays. We were again patrolling in the van checking out the vast industrial estates and rural areas as well as the very quiet town.

Karen slid across the seat and was right beside me as we patrolled the area, only now Karen's skirt had raised as she slid across the plastic seats. When I looked down, I had my first view of her lacy stocking tops and an expanse of white thigh.

Karen had her hand on my thigh as usual. This had become a norm, and I expected it when she was close. Only now seeing her stocking tops in the dim moonlight gave me an erection before she had even touched me.

I am quite well endowed, my cock is at least eight inches erect and five flaccid. It is very thick, and my wife can barely get her hand around it.

We stopped at the back of one of the industrial estates turned off the lights and listened for movement before getting out to shake some door handles to check the properties were all secure. I was about to get out of the vehicle when, out of nowhere, Karen said, "Ok, you have seen my tits, now I want to see your cock, and by the looks of it, he wants to see me."

I replied, "Not here. Let's check out the site, then I will drive somewhere much quieter, and if you still feel the same, you can do what you want."

Karen was disappointed, however, she agreed, and we carried on with our duties. A few hours later and after a lot of rubbing of my leg and crotch, we stopped in a dark lane that was not overlooked and very quiet.

I still had an erection due to the proximity of Karen's hand on my thigh, millimeters away from my erect cock, and that she had brushed against its shaft several times.

I turned the lights off, and nothing was said, Karen was about to undo my belt when we got a call and had to attend to an incident. Nothing else happened during that shift as we were very busy and then it was time to go home.

We were off for the next few days and I didn't see or hear from Karen, it was years before Mobile phones so sending messages was not an option then.

When we came back on shift the following week it was all low-key. We were working in the daylight there was no sliding across the seat to snuggle up to me in the van.

Karen is a little tease always making sure her skirt was raised far enough for me to see her stocking tops though.

At the end of the week, whilst discussing what each other would be doing on our days off, I revealed I would be going to the gym each day. My wife was going away for a few days to spend time with her parents, so I suggested she join me.

Karen was keen to join a gym and mine was located on my street. I suggested she come with me. We could have a workout together, then I could cook us a meal after as my wife was away.

The evening arrived, and Karen met me at my house where she changed into her gym wear. Karen looked amazing in her Lycra top which enhanced her already huge tits, and her shorts made her arse look so pert.

We went to the gym and had a good few hours working out building up lots of sweat. Afterward, we went back to my house and showered. I went first so I could start preparing a meal.

Karen joined me in the kitchen as I was cooking up a feast. She had changed out of her Lycra into a loose-fitting white T-shirt with no bra and a pair of incredibly short denim shorts. I had changed into a pair of jogging pants with no underwear and a vest-type top. Now, because of the way Karen had dressed my bulge was all too clear to see.

I gave Karen a glass of wine as I continued cooking, which she gratefully accepted she stood watching over me as I continued to prepare the food.

Then out of the blue, she put her wine glass down and from behind she yanked my jogging bottoms down to my knees, allowing my semi-erect cock to spring out. Standing behind me she reached around me and grabbed my cock and began to rub him along its full length encouraging it to grow to its full potential.

I didn't expect this, but was loving it and turned round to face her with my cock at full mast facing straight up at her.

"Wow," was all she said as she wrapped her hands around it again.

I made a grab for her tits and pulled her T-shirt up and over her head and tossed it to the side, I felt quite awkward and neither of us seemed to know what to do next.

"Let's take this to the bedroom," I said, took Karen by the hand, and led her up the stairs having turned off the food I was preparing.

Once in the bedroom, we both stripped naked. Karen pushed me back onto the bed and just mounted me taking my full length deep into her very wet pussy.

Karen rode me for ages having multiple orgasms, I knew I was close so I let her know. Karen climbed off my cock and took me in her mouth where she expertly sucked me until I erupted stream after stream of hot semen into her mouth. Karen swallowed every drop and did not stop until she had cleaned me up, and my cock started to lose its erection.

When she had finished we kissed for the very first time and I had the opportunity to suck and massage her wonderful tits.

We made love a few more times that evening and never got around to eating the food I prepared.

Karen and I continued to see one another in the short time she remained on the force,

I was not the only officer, she was sleeping with, I caught her on her knees giving a colleague a blowjob in the photocopier room during a Christmas party. I was asked to stay so she could give me one when he had finished. I didn't on this occasion but did have many more great occasions with her.

One memorable occasion was after she had resigned from the Police, I was tasked with going to her home, which happened to be my family's hometown to collect her training books.

My wife waited in the car as I went into her home. Karen then went about collecting the books as I stood by the front window looking out through the net curtains, yes net curtains. I could see out, but no one could see into the room. I could see my wife in the car only a few meters away, but all she could see was my outline leaning back against the window ledge in Karen's lounge.

Having collected all the books Karen walked up to me, kissed me fully on the lips, and grabbed my cock. She then lowered my Zipper and pulled him out dropping to her knees. Karen's face was very close to the tip of my cock so I took a chance, I placed my hands on the back of her head and guided it toward my cock, she did not resist and lowered her mouth over the head of my cock.

I looked back over my shoulder and could see my wife looking directly at me as I was getting another of Karen's magical blowjobs. Karen sucked and wanked me with her amazing hands and mouth and in no time I was filling her mouth with a huge amount of hot sticky semen, which she swallowed with no problem.

Once she had finished with me, I cleaned up, grabbed the books gave her a big kiss, and left. I never saw Karen again and my wife did not suspect anything, although she did say I looked flushed when I got back to my car.