the uniform store picking up my uniforms, preparing to begin a career
as a cop, and she was in the store getting her corrections uniforms
for her new career. She was about 5'2" with shoulder length brown
hair, well rounded, soft-looking breasts and a cute heart shaped
ass. As my eyes met hers, she smiled and said "Hi, my name's Jackie."
I'm Steve, a pleasure to meet you" I replied. "Are you new
on the job too?"
Before she could reply her sergeant called her to another
part of the store. "Hope I'll see you again, Jackie," I said as she
smiled and walked away.
I was assigned to 2nd shift, and one evening a couple weeks
later at about 7:15 pm I took a prisoner into the jail. As I was
finishing up my paperwork, I heard a sultry voice behind me say, "Hi
again." As I turned around I found myself staring into her rich,
green eyes.
"Hello!" I responded as my insides began to do flip-
flops. "I'm sorry we didn't get to talk much when we first met at
uniform supply. Would you like to get a drink after you get off
work?"
"Sure, I get off at midnight. Meet me in the parking lot at
12:15" she said.
The rest of my shift dragged on, like time was standing
still. At 10:45 pm when I got off, I ran home, quickly showered and
changed clothes and drove down to the jail. I was standing next to
my car when she came out.
"I can't go out tonight" she said, "but I can stay and talk
for a few minutes."
I opened the car door for her, walked around and got in. As
I closed my door she reached over and placed her warm, soft lips
against mine. As I returned her kiss, her tongue slipped between my
lips probing the recesses of my mouth. My hand went to her side, and
as we kissed, she moved her body, placing her soft, 36D tit in my
hand. I could feel her nipple getting hard, as she pressed against
me.
Breaking the kiss, she said "I would love to go out with you,
but tonight is not a good night."
We talked for about a half an hour, getting to know each
other. "I have to be getting home soon, my husband is waiting for
me" she said. "I did tell you I was married, didn't I?"
Thinking quickly I replied "No you didn't tell me, but it
doesn't bother me if it doesn't bother you."
"I'll call you soon" she said, as she got into her car.
Two nights later she called me and said, "What's your
address, I'll come over after work."
At 12:45, I was pacing anxiously in my living room. As she
knocked at the door, my heart jumped with anticipation.
"Hi" I said as she slipped through the door. She walked past
me, dropping her purse onto the couch. As I walked over to her, she
reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down to
her inviting lips. As we kissed deeply, our tongues darting in and
out of each others' mouth, I savored the sweetness of her kiss, the
fragrance of her perfume tickling my nostrils.
With my hands on her waist, she pressed into me, her nipples
standing at attention pressing into my chest while she ground her
pussy against my erect cock. My hands slid down to her ass, feeling
the soft round flesh through her jeans. Jas our kisses became more
frantic, she began fumbling with the buttons on my shirt. Placing
her hands on my now bare chest, running her fingers through the hair
she said, "I've wanted this since the first day we met." She fumbled
with the buckle on my belt, attempting to free my swelling
cock.