(I still have it to this day.)As I bent over my tits would have been clearly visible down my top and I could again feel Suzy (Josh's wife) disapprovin...g attitude. no wonder!I was brazenly flaunting myself in front of her husband, giving him a leg and tit show and I was fucking loving it.Josh said the anklet was very pretty at which point Suzy virtually dragged him away making an excuse to leave us.I could hear him being torn a strip off by her as they walked on down the road."You dirty bitch!". Even I must confess that he does. He smiles “please” “thank you” I pop my tea. “You look rough everything ok”‘yeah just can't seem to have any luck with the ladies you know” he tells me as he sips his juice‘oh you handsome devil can't keep a lady tied down, do you even wanna?”He blushes’ no no no is I don’t know “I cant explain it to be honest’ maybe I'm meant to be the alone type you know’He goes on as I sip my tea listening to him a little stun his having a hard time with the ladies it's very. You plant kisses down the front of my shirt even as you are pushing it up my chest and pushing my trousers and boxers to the floor. I suck my breath in as your lips find skin and you continue kissing down my stomach agonizingly slowly. I finally exhale when your tongue touches my glans. You roll your tongue around it, then to the bottom of my shaft and back up. ‘Yes, Jen,’ escapes me in a whisper. You take me into your mouth. Your lips and tongue work down the length of my cock. You take me. I turned off the vibration and the light, and drifted off to sex fueled dreams about Officer Peter and his weapons. I was unpacking my boxes of clothes to put in my dresser (thankfully assembled) when the doorbell rang. In the quiet of the house, I jumped. I got up slowly and made my way through boxes and piles of clothes. I was surprised to see Officer Peter on my front porch, with cups of coffee and a bag of donuts. He was out of uniform, and looked even more handsome than before. “Good.