Officer 69.

By Ian

Down Town and another steamy day… Officer69 stood beside his battered and bruised Chevy Impala and waited for his new recruits. He hated these moments, rookie Cop's that he was expected to wean into shape, and into what was for him, a serious job. But this wasn’t to be any ordinary 'first day of school' for him. This time his eyes were to fall upon a most amazing site!

Scanning the crowd of blackened uniforms beside the Captains desk, Officer69 peered back and forth, hoping to lock onto the faces of those two poor unfortunates, that had just been transferred to him for duty. All he had were their names; Sam and Andi…. His Station Commander had insisted they were experienced West Coast Cadets, but wouldn’t elude to further details. With growing apprehension, Officer69 continued to sweep his eyes across the milling mass of bodies. Then, there amidst the crowd, two figures appeared. He found a lump begin to grow within his throat, and an even bigger one try to stir beneath his cotton CK's….

Sam and Andi were in fact… Samantha and Andrea! Two very promising Cadets indeed!… He tried to restrain a smile that now somehow had a wickedness so damn transparent that even he would have had difficulty in denying. After the usual formalities, they began the day. He drove whilst Sam took the jump seat, Andi sat riding shotgun in the rear.

He was taken aback at how chatty they were right from the start. It didn’t even dawn on him then, the almost twin like way in which they talked together. Sharing phrases and comments, almost like one person. They appeared to be different, and yet the same. Both were good lookers, but in an ordinary sense. He roamed his eye across them at every opportunity, taking in their bodily curves and waves. He estimated both were around 5'6, Sam was blonde and Andi brunette. Both had an incredible skin, tanned beyond believe which wasn’t all together surprising as they had just arrived from California. Without question the feeling of tightness around his crotch was becoming very painful. If he didn’t think of something else real quick, the stitching was surely gonna break! Everytime he took a right turn, his night stick made it all the worse, by rubbing against him. He could count the pulses from the large thick vein within his cock, almost teasing his very will to live…thump, thump, thump!

 In moments of weakness, He glanced across to see both had shirts that revealed an almost perfect view of cleavage. Sam's was much the more prominent, its firm lines pushing now and then against her blue shirt. Every now and then, he caught a glimpse of the whiteness of her bra between the openings of her buttons. Yeah, and Andi …ummmm well, he couldn’t stop drowning into her deep blue gray eyes. It was almost like he was a kid of 6 again, learning to swim for the first time, but not succeeding in anything but swallowing water and almost drowning!

Then the jokes came thick and fast, especially at his expense. The usual 'Officer69' thing, "You find it a mouthful to…" etc. Innocent smiles exchanged between the three, with the much deeper sexual tensions being revealed from the eye. He'd heard them all a million times, but somehow these two gal's told them all like the first time. For once he was actually enjoying the job of being a teacher. But as the old saying goes, you don’t know everything in this World, and it was certainly gonna be a learning experience for Officer69 that evening.

As they returned to the station house, Sam began to question him about the night life, what to do and all that. They were new in the City and didn’t know anyone. Andi leaned forward and rested her hand upon his shoulder, allowing her incredible voice spill across his ear. "May be you'd like to show us around?" Those words drifted across his cheek, like melted chocolate. A tingle shot across his spine, and an overwhelming desire to wank right there almost won! Quickly he mustered the strength and desire to control that idea and to say something! He continued to drive, looking straight ahead, playing it cool and very 'matter of fact'. "Yeah, well.. I could may be…" He stuttered a little, that lump in his throat almost strangling his every word! Jesus, he could hardly believe it himself. I'm a man of 38 years struggling to be cool and calm in the face of two women. What's happening here? Gorgeous they may have been, but they were only women! What could they possible do to cause him any trouble? Daring to glance into Sam's eyes almost blew him away. There, deep within her he could see a tiny naked figure of a woman! It was Sam! It wasn’t his imagination, he could see her reflection within… Dancing naked before him. Smooth thighs that led to a peach fuzz hair…upturned nipples that reminded him of deep purple cherries, hard and sweet to taste. Her smile in tune with the images now poured over his gaze, her lips visibly swelling up in response to the look that now formed between them. His concentration lost, they nearly drove right into a red light! A scream of brakes brought him back to reality! They were beginning to break him, without him even knowing it….

"Ok I'll take you both around, grab a bite and may be…." Words just erupted from nowhere, and he found himself on a date! Before they parted, he was given an address, an apartment block just a ride away from where he lived. Everything arranged, they went their separate ways, leaving a trail of almost visible anticipation. He watched as Andi and Sam walked away from the Chevy Impala squad car. Their round pear like asses moved in sync, rolling gently back and forth beneath the black trouser cloth. This was going to be more difficult than he imagined….

He booked out, drove home, showered and dressed. All the time thinking of what lay ahead….Slipping the key from his apartment door, he left and began the journey to Sam and Andi's. A million and one images flashed before him, none proven as yet but he had hope!

To be continued (if anyone wants!!)