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The new assignment was a glorified PR for the local police force. A puff piece for sheriff’s department looking to boost it’s presence and image through “in depth look” on inner workings of small town police force. It’s type of assignment is looked down upon by any journalist with shred of self respect. But I was new and the owners of the media company was friend of sheriff so I got the job that no one wanted.
All I had to do was accompany the sheriff for a few days to take photos and conduct quick interviews here and there. I was cursing myself for my bad luck until I saw the man who I’m supposed to work with.
He was one gorgeous silver chub who made me speechless. I had a thing for older guys but he was in different plane of existence. It’s as if someone had molded the sheriff out of my dream man fantasies. His solid but low hanging gut, round firm ass and the mustache…..oh the mustache!! My heart almost melted away when he greeted me with his mellow smile. I didn’t know how I kept cool when all I wanted to do was rip his pants off and pound his bubble butt with my hard dick.
We chatted a bit before heading out to the first event that I was supposed to cover. It was an annual town celebration. It was nothing fancy just a small gathering of towns folk doing barbecues and performances by local artists. He was there to provide onsite security and also to make a brief speech during opening ceremony. I kept the recorder rolling since I knew I wasn’t going to hear word of it. I was too focused on sheriff to give a damn about anything else. I didn’t forget to keep taking photos of that sexy chub of town sheriff. I snaked in a few general crowd shots but it was mostly him. I never realized how much I enjoyed seeing the man of my dreams in a uniform.
The first day was just one event and the sheriff gave me a ride back to station where I have parked my car. We chatted about mundane stuff like weather and town gossips for a while. He asked me if I was new to the town and was seeing anyone. At first I thought he was may be trying to play a match maker but then I realized that he wasn’t wearing any ring. It made my body tense up. Chances are he was just trying to find as much information as possible about the new residence of the town….or…..he could be hitting on me. I knew the chance was slim to none but I’ve deiced to come out clean and just mentioned that it’s difficult to date a guy in a small town. He just chuckled a bit and agreed completely. It’s a type of reaction that I didn’t expect. He just carried on with normal conversation so I thought my overactive imagination was making me see things that aren’t there. I’ve noticed his hand on the gear stick brushing up on side of my leg but I thought nothing of it.
The next day was a bit more hectic then the first. He had to go to city council meeting for monthly report, followed by a visit to local high school for career day event. The meeting was even worse than anyone could have imagined. I barely managed to not fall asleep by focusing on my job. I took a few shots of the sheriff during his report and after when he lined up with attendees all for the group shot.
We had to take small detour to assist on controlling the crowd at a scene of triple car wreck. It’s a sad thing when a triple car wreck is considered an exciting event. Luckily no one was killed or badly hurt so the site was under control within an hour. He looked stressed and exhausted.On the way to high school, he confessed that everybody wanted his time for such a minor issues like he was the only cop in town. He was expected to show his face on pretty much anything and it was taking a toll on him for awhile. He said he has no one to talk about this kind of stuff because he was the one who was supposed to solve everyone’s problem. I kinda pity the man after hearing his issues. For a second I understood how desperate and alone he must feel if he was rambling on about his problems to person he barely knows…a journalist to cover him at that.
What he did next however, just blew my mind. He just glanced at me quickly and said he didn’t find anything or anyone that can help relief his stress. As he was saying that I felt something was touching my leg and saw his hand was squeezing my thigh. It gave me an instant hard on which he noticed immediately. His hand moved quickly to squeeze my crouch, massaging my rock hard cock. An instinct kicked and I was doing the same to him before I realized what was really happening. He just said he noticed me checking him out and was so glad to hear that I was into guys. It’s been years since he had a good proper fucking and I was going to give it to him. I would have gave it to him right there if we weren’t running late to his career day presentation.
I was on auto pilot during the career day presentation. I just took random photos of students and him. The recorder was running so I didn’t have to focus on anything. I just needed a time to process what has happened. The chubby sheriff of my dream wanted me……….not just that but he wanted me to fuck him badly. The event was coming to an end and I had to take the last rounds of photos of him getting tank you notes from student. That’s when I noticed a sly smile on his face that only I understood. We drove back to the station to pick up my car at lighting speed so I could ditch my car at my apartment to avoid raising any suspicions. I parked my car and hopped on sheriff’s car right away for short journey to his house at the outskirt of the town. It was secluded bungalow surrounded by tress which obscured the views from outside. It made perfect sense given what he had told be earlier today. He wanted peace and quite. Unfortunate for him what I planned was anything but.
I told him he better have a spare pants as soon as we entered his house. I then ripped back of his pants before he could react. I grabbed him by the hair and gave him a passionate kiss which he reciprocated. It became a bit blurry after that since both of us were just horny as hell. All I remember is that I took a charge and fucked sheriffs brains out just as he wanted. Seeing a sheriff of the town underneath you in full uniform and begging to be fucked would drive anyone crazy. When I came to, I was resting on top of him while his legs were still spread wide open to accommodate my still rock hard cock buried deep in his man cunt. I heard giggling and saw that sheriff had a wide grin on his face. He just said this somehow alleviated all the heavy burdens he felt over the years. Talking to me during the drive eased him up a bit but the fucking and the way I took complete charge of the situation did the trick. He loved the feeling of not being in charge and being told what to do. He said we should do this more. I replied simply that who am I to argue with sheriff of the town. I also added that given the severity of his prolonged suffering, perhaps we should do this as often as possible…perhaps even everyday to some extent. That brought a sleazy smile on his face. I responded in kind by slowly pulling out of his moist cunt and ramming my cock back into him for another round.
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