Fun with the city cop - Chapter 1
Driving into work one morning, I decided to stop and get some breakfast at McDonaldâs. As I sat in the drive-thru, I looked at my driverâs rear view mirror and noticed a police suv behind me with a very attractive younger officer driving.
I pulled forward, placed my order, the pulled up to the cashier. I asked her if the officer had finished placing his order. He had, so I told her to put it on my bill as well. I then told her to tell him âThanks for his serviceâ.
As I was leaving the parking lot, the officer began to follow my car and when he saw an are that was clear, he flashed his lights and I pulled over. I gathered my documents and rolled down the passenger window as he walked up. He stated that his name was Chris and that he just wanted to thank me for his food.
He said he was just getting off a very long and difficult shift and he was on his way home to deal with more difficult stuff. Apparently during his shift, he and his girlfriend of six years had broken up and he was having to move to some coworkersâ apartment. I said that I was sorry to hear that and I was glad that I could make his morning somewhat better.
I gave him a business card with my cell on the back and told him if he needed someone to talk to, text or call me. Since we had just met, I never expected him to do either. However on that Friday evening I got a text asking if I was free for dinner. I said that I did not live in town, in fact, I lived an hour away. He asked where, were there restaurants, and my address. I donât know why but I gave it.
About an hour later, there was a knock at my front door, there was Chris. In khaki shorts, a polo, and boat shoes, he looked amazing. The polo was the right size to show off his impressive chest, shoulders, biceps, and abs. The shorts showed off nice hairy legs and quads. He had a couple days growth of a beard/stache which seemed to suit him. I told him since he drove all that way, I would drive us to the restaurant.
Arriving at the restaurant, we walked in, asked for a table away from everyone and were seated. I had my usual sweet tea with extra lemon and he got a beer. I kept having to pinch myself to make sure that I wasnât sleeping, that I was there with this hunk of a man.
After eating and talking for 3 hours, we left and went back to my house. He had drank a few, wasnât intoxicated but definitely shouldnât be driving. I asked if he wanted to stay the night and use one of the guest rooms. He agreed. So I walked him upstairs and showed where the bathroom was and his bed for the night. We said good night and I went back downstairs to my room.
About 15-20 minutes later, I hear him coming down the stairs. He calls my name, I answer and direct him to my room. I ask if he needs anything or if there was a problem. He said heâs having trouble sleeping, I asked if he wanted to watch some tv and offered him a place on my bed as my bedroom was the only room with a TV.
Dressed only in his tight boxer briefs, he leaps over me like some adolescent at a sleepover to get into the bed. As he crawls under the covers, he mentions itâs been years since he had a sleepover which makes me laugh. As we are watching TV, I notice that he keeps moving closer to me till he lays his head on my chest. I move my arm to bring his body closer to mine. I hear him sigh. I ask if heâs ok and he replies, â I am now.â
After a while I asked if heâs getting tired and he nods his head. I turn off the TV and let him know I usually sleep on my left side so heâs going to need to move. He looks up at me with a very disappointing frown. I tell him that I will cuddle him if that makes him feel better. Iâve never seen a person rollover so quickly. I notice the contours and muscular ridges along his shoulders, arms, and back. I lightly touch them and slowly start to massage them.
He let out a sigh and a soft moan as I continued to massage his back and shoulders. After about 15-20 minutes, I said I was going to stop as my hands were getting tired. Chris reached for my hand and started his own massage. When he finished massaging my hand, he let it fall on his chest then slowly moved it down over his stone hard abs towards his crotch. I could feel his hardened cock through the boxer briefs and he sighed as I grasped it.
I asked if he was okay with what I was doing with my hand, he moaned and whispered yes. I gently slide my hand under the waistband and wrap my fingers around his thick throbbing cock. While my hand is busy, my lips are gently kissing down his neck, over his pecs and abs, towards his leaking cock.
Chris is begging me, âplease suck my cock, as my mouth reaches the top of his underwear. I look at him and tell him if the wants me to suck it, he needs to pull his underwear down. I have never seen underwear come flying off so fast in my life. He grabs the back of my head and slides his leaking, hard cock into my mouth. As Iâm sliding up and down on his ridged cock, heâs letting me know that heâs going to be cumming soon. I can feel his cock thicken and I hear his breathing increase as he begins to unload.
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