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and led him into the kitchen.
“I think we might have a little more privacy in here. I hope you don’t mind just sitting at the kitchen table, Charlie,” she said quietly.
“I’m just happy to see you, Terry,” he answered.
He had arrived at Terry’s place shortly after 2:00 P.M. and it was almost 5:00 P.M. when he left. While he was there they talked about everything and he enjoyed being with her so much that the time just flew by. When he did leave, Terry walked him to the door. Once there, they just seemed to stare at each other for the longest time before she finally spoke.
“Don’t you want to kiss me goodbye? ”
“Terry, I want to kiss you so much that I’m shaking,” he replied. Charlie was filled with desire. Without waiting for her response, he gently took Terry’s face in his hands and kissed her softly on her lips. They were soft and smooth and the aroma of her perfume drove him wild. Their first kiss lasted roughly three seconds and afterward, they looked at each other in silence, neither wanting to break the spell. He took her in his arms and kissed her again, fully and hard on the lips, and quivered as Terry inserted her tongue deep into his mouth. He heard her gently moan with pleasure as he sucked on it and, as he pulled her closer to him he felt her nipples harden as they shared multiple kisses. His excitement continued to build as he pressed his body toward her so she, too, could feel his growing desire for her.
Although they were both quite aroused, Terry pulled away first. After she caught her breath, she said it was not the time or place. Charlie agreed intellectually of course but would have taken her right there on the doorstep. After sharing a few more, less intense kisses, they said their goodbyes and he told her he would call her.
He walked to his car and took a long careful look around just to make sure no one familiar was nearby. When he was satisfied that no one saw him, he got into his car and started the drive back to his home on the south shore. As he drove away, he felt a sticky wetness near his crotch and looked down to find a stain in his trousers caused by his embrace with Terry.
He arrived home in time for dinner but avoided his wife, lying on his way to the bathroom as he explained he had met an old friend at the store and decided to stop for coffee with him. Once in the bathroom, he thoroughly washed Terry’s perfume off, quite relieved to know he had gotten away with his little rendezvous with her. Thankfully, the subject did not come up again and Charlie spent the next day painting.
Monday night finally rolled around and Charlie could not wait until he went into work so he could see Terry. Roll call came and went as usual then he and the lieutenant went out on patrol.
Lt. A. wanted coffee so Charlie decided to drive over to the Dunkin Donuts shop where Terry worked. Charlie wanted to go in but so did the lieutenant and he couldn’t very well tell his boss to stay in the car, so they both went inside. As they stared at the menu board over the horizontal racks of donuts and muffins, he realized Terry was not there and he wondered if she or her son were sick again.
This time he could not wait until morning or for the next night, for that matter, so he told the lieutenant he had to make a phone call and remained in the joint to use the pay phone in the back. With a nod, the lieutenant went out to the RMP with his coffee and donuts to wait.
Charlie felt funny and a little guilty about dialing the number Terry had given him, especially considering what time it was, but he had to do it for his own sanity. He dialed the number hesitantly and after a few rings, Terry finally answered the phone.
“Terry, are you okay? ” he asked.
“Oh, Charlie. I have such a bad cold. I must have caught it from my son. He’s always bringing something home from school. I certainly hope you don’t catch it from me since we did get intimate in a nice kind of way the
“I think we might have a little more privacy in here. I hope you don’t mind just sitting at the kitchen table, Charlie,” she said quietly.
“I’m just happy to see you, Terry,” he answered.
He had arrived at Terry’s place shortly after 2:00 P.M. and it was almost 5:00 P.M. when he left. While he was there they talked about everything and he enjoyed being with her so much that the time just flew by. When he did leave, Terry walked him to the door. Once there, they just seemed to stare at each other for the longest time before she finally spoke.
“Don’t you want to kiss me goodbye? ”
“Terry, I want to kiss you so much that I’m shaking,” he replied. Charlie was filled with desire. Without waiting for her response, he gently took Terry’s face in his hands and kissed her softly on her lips. They were soft and smooth and the aroma of her perfume drove him wild. Their first kiss lasted roughly three seconds and afterward, they looked at each other in silence, neither wanting to break the spell. He took her in his arms and kissed her again, fully and hard on the lips, and quivered as Terry inserted her tongue deep into his mouth. He heard her gently moan with pleasure as he sucked on it and, as he pulled her closer to him he felt her nipples harden as they shared multiple kisses. His excitement continued to build as he pressed his body toward her so she, too, could feel his growing desire for her.
Although they were both quite aroused, Terry pulled away first. After she caught her breath, she said it was not the time or place. Charlie agreed intellectually of course but would have taken her right there on the doorstep. After sharing a few more, less intense kisses, they said their goodbyes and he told her he would call her.
He walked to his car and took a long careful look around just to make sure no one familiar was nearby. When he was satisfied that no one saw him, he got into his car and started the drive back to his home on the south shore. As he drove away, he felt a sticky wetness near his crotch and looked down to find a stain in his trousers caused by his embrace with Terry.
He arrived home in time for dinner but avoided his wife, lying on his way to the bathroom as he explained he had met an old friend at the store and decided to stop for coffee with him. Once in the bathroom, he thoroughly washed Terry’s perfume off, quite relieved to know he had gotten away with his little rendezvous with her. Thankfully, the subject did not come up again and Charlie spent the next day painting.
Monday night finally rolled around and Charlie could not wait until he went into work so he could see Terry. Roll call came and went as usual then he and the lieutenant went out on patrol.
Lt. A. wanted coffee so Charlie decided to drive over to the Dunkin Donuts shop where Terry worked. Charlie wanted to go in but so did the lieutenant and he couldn’t very well tell his boss to stay in the car, so they both went inside. As they stared at the menu board over the horizontal racks of donuts and muffins, he realized Terry was not there and he wondered if she or her son were sick again.
This time he could not wait until morning or for the next night, for that matter, so he told the lieutenant he had to make a phone call and remained in the joint to use the pay phone in the back. With a nod, the lieutenant went out to the RMP with his coffee and donuts to wait.
Charlie felt funny and a little guilty about dialing the number Terry had given him, especially considering what time it was, but he had to do it for his own sanity. He dialed the number hesitantly and after a few rings, Terry finally answered the phone.
“Terry, are you okay? ” he asked.
“Oh, Charlie. I have such a bad cold. I must have caught it from my son. He’s always bringing something home from school. I certainly hope you don’t catch it from me since we did get intimate in a nice kind of way the
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