It was rough and rude and dirty and I thoroughly enjoyed it but it didn't have that emotional attachment. Shane could leave tomorrow and I would miss ...the sex but I wouldn't miss him as a person. When Bill went back to uni I knew I would miss him. I would miss my son and I would miss my lover.Shane began pounding into me. There was absolutely nothing gentle about it, with every motion of him driving into me it pushed the breath out of me. It was almost violent the way our bodies slapped. "Yeah, Sarge." Your lieutenant wants you to give him a call." Thanks." It wasn't his fault. If my lieutenant wanted me to call this close to the end of my shift, it was not to tell me, "Have a blessed day." Jonathan, we have a lot of guys out sick and a lot of things scheduled for today. I need you to come in and work another shift." Okay, Lieutenant." There were other words I would have preferred to say, but I can be practical now and then.I called Barbara to tell her I wouldn't be home as. ...I turn to wash my hands and when I turn back again you have already removed your jacket and are unbuttoning your blouse ….. bloody hell , I think to myself, she's got gorgeous tits …...now stop it , be professional , put those thoughts out of your head …...The blouse comes off and I see the most beautiful tits...oh , fuck , she's taken her bra off now , wish she hadn't done that , feeling my cock get hard , and oh fuck , those nipples mmmmmmmmmmI cough and try to look professional . Now Sue. His face resembles that of a puppy, big eyes and round cheeks. I continue ahead of him. ‘Good morning,’ I say with a smile, turning my head to the right. His gaze meets mine for a millisecond before returning to the task at hand. My shoes click down the hall and I feel warm on the back of my neck, as if someone were pointing lasers at me. I reach the fax machine in the main office and I see Chris, the building technician opening the trays. He is a big burly guy with no indoor voice. ‘What’s.