It was a sexy woman’s police uniform like what you would see some women wear at Halloween to dress up and still be sexy. It had tight fitting skirt ...and top with long black stockings. It even had a baton that had the head of cock on the tip instead of a smooth surface. Finally there was a pair of black 6 inch platform heels and a hat to match the outfit. I put everything on and when I was done with my makeup and the hat I looked in the mirror and thought that I looked like real slutty cop and I. I wanted so much to let it happen. Ireally could feel it happening. “Yes,” I said thickly. Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Yes, Beth, you feel it, you cannot resist it, you wantto let it happen, to let go of yourself altogether. Letgo of yourself. Tell yourself you are letting go,sinking deeper and deeper into relaxation.” She continued, her voice a gentle breeze, as I slowlyrepeated to myself that I was indeed letting go, that Iwas indeed sinking deeper. Deeper.. “Big spender! It’s an open bar!” She laughed. “Lucky me.” I answered and pulled her with me to the bar. That’s pretty much where we stayed for quite a while. I had a good time talking with her, and I flirted with her heavily, knowing it couldn’t go anywhere. But she did look great. The silky material clung to her body and more than once she caught me studying the way her nipple hinted at it’s presence. We chatted amongst ourselves and with others as we had 3 or 4 drinks. I got pulled back to. I climbed down the tree and waited over an hour to enter the house, as I was afraid she'd tell my parents. Finally I got the nerve to go in the house and to my surprise, everyone but Marianne had gone to bed. Aunt Mary was sitting on the recliner in her nightshirt as I entered the living room. I couldn't look at her until after I sat down, as my cock was still hard as a rock. I couldn't get the sight of her beautiful body out of my mind. As I sat down on the couch, I could feel her eyes.