by Bella Bryan
rubbed at her temples, a mild headache starting to form. “I’ve had a really long day.” She laughed gently, still not quite believing in her mind the events of the evening so far.
“I’m not sure, Ms Davis,” he murmured absently, still not looking at her as he picked up his pen and began to fill in a paper form. Shannon saw him completing some of her details with the information from her drivers licence and looked at the clock. It was ten forty five. She should’ve been at home watching TV by now, maybe on her second or third glass of wine. Her throat felt dry suddenly, and she coughed delicately.
“Officer, would I be able to have some water please?” she asked politely. He looked up at her and nodded, before standing up and leaving the room. Shannon sat back and closed her eyes, willing her headache to disappear.
“Ahem,” she heard someone cough in front of her, and she quickly opened her eyes to see Officer Jensen standing in front of her, his arms crossed in front of him.
“You must be tired,” he said sympathetically, handing her a small plastic cup containing water. She nodded and took a sip gratefully, the cool liquid soothing her dry throat.
“Thank you,” she said, placing it down on the desk. “How long am I going to be here?”
“That all depends on you, ma’am,” he replied. I’d like to release you without charge and get you back to your vehicle, but my colleague, Officer Williams, wants to hold you for a bit longer.” He sighed and leaned against the desk, crossing his arms in front of him. He lowered his voice and leaned down so his face was close to hers, and she felt his warm minty breath on her cheek as he spoke. “It’s a quiet night at the station, Ms Davis. If you want to accompany myself and Officer Williams to a private interview room, we can get this process completed a lot faster.” He pulled back and stared intently into Shannon’s eyes, making it clear exactly what would be required to ensure her release. Shannon paused, her mind flitting through the possibilities. She wanted to get home as soon as possible, and some more activity with the hottie cop in front of her wouldn’t exactly be a hardship.
“Okay,” she agreed, staring back at him confidently. She saw a glimmer of excitement in his eyes as he smiled at her, the dimple in his tanned cheek deepening.
“Alrighty then. Follow me,” he said jauntily, standing up and moving towards the doorway.
“Hold up. Can you take these off?” Shannon asked, holding up her handcuffed wrists. The skin had turned pink with irritation underneath the metal, and she couldn’t wait to get them off.
“Let’s keep those on for a little while longer, shall we?” Officer Jensen said with a wink, and without waiting for a response headed out the doorway, Shannon following meekly behind him.
***
Shannon sat alone at the metal table, the bright lights in the room causing her to squint. Officer Jensen had sat her down in an interview room before informing her that he would return in ten minutes. She stared at her reflection in the mirror that covered the wall opposite, assuming that it was in fact two way glass. She looked exhausted, the bags under her eyes showing her true age. She brought both of her cuffed hands up to her head and tried to brush her fingers through her mussed hair. It didn’t make much difference.
The whole situation felt surreal. The room she was in looked exactly like she had seen on the cop shows she watched on TV, and it felt almost dreamlike to be sat in one herself. She looked up at the camera with it’s red light blinking repeatedly at her, and she got an uneasy feeling she was being watched.
A few moments later, the door squeaked open and the two cops walked in silently. Officer Jensen smiled at her, revealing his perfect smile. Officer Williams stood quietly behind him, a smile not appearing on that beautiful coffee coloured face. The light shone off of his smooth hairless head, and Shannon’s eyes flicked between the two of them, unsure of what was going to happen next.
“Well, Ms Davis,” Officer Jensen said with a small sigh. “We’ve reviewed your paperwork and we’re happy to release you on one condition.” He leaned forward and gently touched Shannon’s chin, raising her chin towards him. He kissed her softly, his lips warm and firm. She responded by lifting her head up and pressing her mouth on his, opening up his lips and snaking her tongue inside. She felt her arousal increasing as he pulled her up and sat her on the table, spreading her thighs and standing in between them. His body felt hard pressed up against her, and her nipples rubbed against him painfully.
Shannon had almost forgotten about Officer Williams, his moody presence quiet and unsettling. Officer Jensen pulled away from her and her eyes moved to Officer Williams, who regarded her silently. Shannon could see the telltale bulge in his trousers and she smirked at him knowingly.
Officer Jensen bent down in front of her and glanced up, his eyes smoky. Before she could ask what was happening, he pushed her skirt up to her waist and buried his face between her thighs. She gasped out loud as he pulled at her lace panties with his teeth, moving them to the side so her pussy was exposed. She felt the cold air conditioned breeze briefly meet her hot cunt before the cop pressed his mouth to her labia, the wetness of his tongue almost making her come instantly. She grabbed the back of his head and thrust her hips at his face, wanting more, as he responded by pushing his tongue all the way inside her.
“Oh, fuck,” she said, her voice rising. Shannon could feel an orgasm stirring within her and grabbed at her breasts, pinching both of her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. She opened her eyes and saw Officer Williams watching her intently, his hand slowly rubbing at his groin. He was clearly enjoying the show and it spurred Shannon on even more. She unbuttoned her shirt, her eyes never leaving his, and revealed her large breasts in a black lacy bra. His eyes bulged slightly as his gaze moved down to her chest, and she reached into the cups and pulled out both breasts, exposing them completely to him. His mouth dropped open slightly and Shannon saw a twitch at his crotch. It excited her to think of how turned on he was looking at her almost naked body. Her tits and pussy were completely exhibited for him, and she bit her lip sexily, letting him know how aroused she was.
Officer Jensen suddenly pulled his tongue from her cunt and stood up, his chin slick with her juices. “I’m going to fuck you now, Ms West,” he said, a question in his eyes. She nodded eagerly and he unbuckled his pants for the second time that evening, his cock already hard and ready to go. He pulled her towards him so her pussy was sat on the edge of the table and she winced at the coolness of the metal surface. Officer Jensen expertly parted her lips with one hand, his other hand at the top of her ass, and pushed his dick inside her. They both groaned with pleasure simultaneously, Shannon relishing the feeling of her pussy being stretched by his wide girth. She could feel every vein and ridge on his shaft and her pussy muscles contracted with the beginnings of an orgasm.
“Not yet,” Officer Jensen murmured to her as he slowly pumped in and out of her. He was confident with his hip thrusts, and Shannon could tell he’d been with alot of women as he knew exactly how to angle her so he was hitting her G spot with every push. Her pussy was becoming wetter and she felt her juices loosening up the friction between their genitals.
“I want you to save it for Officer Williams,” he said breathlessly as he began to move faster. He started to pound into her harder, the sweat forming on his forehead glistening in the fluorescent lighting. His hair flopped down as his movements became more forceful and Shannon bit her lip hard to try to stop herself from coming. Officer Jensen suddenly pulled out of her and wrapped his fist around his shaft, jerking himself off roughly. Shannon could see her juices mixed with his as he moved his foreskin back and forth. Her hole felt wide open and exposed, and it ached with longing to be filled again.
“Oh!” Officer Jensen came with a shout, his white hot semen spraying the inside of her thighs and her stomach. His body shuddered with the climax and Shannon saw the muscles in his legs trembling. She’d wanted to join him in his orgasm, and looked over at Officer Williams longingly, who had quietl
y pulled his own pants down over his ass cheeks and was slowly jacking himself off.
“Shit,” Officer Jensen mumbled, his face red with exertion as he pulled up his pants over his semi erect cock. He grabbed a box of tissues from underneath the table and passed them to Shannon, who cleaned herself up quickly, her pussy still aching for more.
“Williams,” Officer Jensen said to the other cop, clapping him on the shoulder jovially. “You’re up!” The two men laughed and Shannon felt a frisson of excitement in her stomach. Officer Williams was hot, and Shannon could see from the size of his cock that she was in for a good time. It was thicker than Officer Jensen’s and the tip glistened with pre come. Shannon licked her lips in anticipation.
“What do you plan to do to me, Officer?” Shannon asked, her voice low and sultry. He didn’t reply, but his chocolate brown eyes looked at her body hungrily. Without warning, he put his hands under her armpits and lifted her off the table. His arms were strong and he lifted her weight easily as though she were as light as a feather. He turned her over and laid her face down on the table. She puffed out a breath of air as her torso met the cool metal surface and her nipples felt stiff as they rubbed against the worktop. Her ass stuck up in the air and she felt turned on at the idea the two men could see her pussy completely spread open and exposed. She widened her legs, silently inviting Officer Williams inside of her.
Shannon felt the tip of his cock at the entrance to her hole, and lifted her hips up off the table to meet him. She could sense how much he wanted her and he thrust his cock inside her quickly, making her shout with the intense pleasure she felt. Her pussy, already stretched by Officer Jensen, expanded even further to meet Officer Williams’ girth as he pumped in and out of her. Both of his strong hands gripped her curved hips and her need for an orgasm increased as his fingers dug into her flesh hungrily. The pleasure was building within her as he fucked her hole, and as he licked his middle finger and pushed it into her tight asshole she couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Oh my god!” she shouted as she came hard, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Both of her holes gripped Officer Williams’ cock and finger as her climax heightened even further. She felt his come, warm and sticky, inside her as he orgasmed at the same time. Their juices mixed together and flowed down Shannons thighs, wetting her calves as the liquid ran to the floor. She didn’t care how much of a mess they were making. Her orgasm ebbed away and she lay face down on the table, complete exhaustion overtaking her entire body. It had been a long night, and all she wanted now was to go home to her own bed and sleep.
***
“Have you got all of your belongings, ma’am?” Officer Jensen asked Shannon as they walked down the corridor. After Officer Williams had finished having sex with her, they’d allowed her to go to the bathroom to clean up and get dressed. When she’d returned to the interview room, Officer Williams had gone and the room was tidy again. It was as if they’d never been there.
“Yes, thank you,” she replied. They walked in silence until they got to the end of the corridor, where he held the door open for her. She smiled her thanks and walked through the doorway into an office, where she saw a bunch of cops gathered around a computer screen. As they walked past them, Shannon glanced over at the screen and what she saw shocked her to her very core.
It was a surveillance video from the interview room. Shannon could see herself spread across the table, and Officer Williams’ dark skin and smooth head was easily recognisable. He was fucking her on the screen, his hips moving rhythmically, and Shannon’s body was pulsing with every thrust. The cops were laughing and high fiving each other as they watched the pornography on the small screen unfold, and Shannon ducked her head and walked faster. Officer Jensen didn’t seem to have noticed.
They left the building and Shannon took a deep breath of the warm midnight air, closing her eyes with fatigue. Officer Jensen was going to take her back to her vehicle, and she couldn’t wait to drive home and crack open that bottle of red wine.
Guilty Valentine
Jennifer sighed with exhaustion as she left her office, waving her hand in a silent goodbye to the night security guard and pushing through the heavy revolving doors. It was past eight PM and her boss had insisted that she stay late in a client meeting. She was hungry, tired, and just wanted to get home to her boyfriend, Curtis.
Her heels clicked on the parking lot concrete as she walked quickly to her car, the nighttime chill making her body shiver inside her jacket. She pressed the unlock button on her key fob and her sleek black Mercedes jumped to life, the orange lights flashing the vehicle awake. She opened up the trunk with another click of the fob and threw her briefcase inside wearily.
As she climbed into the drivers seat she noticed a red envelope tucked underneath her windscreen wiper blades on the other side of the glass. “What the hell?” she muttered, climbing back out irritably. Whatever this shit was, she didn’t need it. What she did need was dinner and a large glass of wine.
The envelope had ‘Jennifer Gibson’ written in bold black letters on the front, and she picked it up and frowned. It looked like a holiday card, and it was Valentines Day tomorrow, but she was sure that Curtis wouldn’t bother coming all the way to her work to put a card on her car. And why would he do it a day early?
She climbed back into the drivers seat and switched on the ignition, turning the heating all the way up. She shivered with the cold as she ripped the envelope open by sliding her finger underneath the sticky strip. It opened easily and she pulled out a Valentines card, a flowery design on the front with the words ‘Be Mine’. Her eyebrows raised in surprise, Jennifer opened the card up, and read the poem written inside aloud:
I wish I was your mirror
Hanging on your wall
Because every time you got undressed
I’d get to see it all
Jennifer frowned in confusion, and then chuckled to herself. It must have been Curtis. It wasn’t really his style; she could decide whether it was supposed to be funny or dirty, but maybe Curtis had thought it was humorous. She shook her head and reversed out of her parking space, the card on the passenger seat completely forgotten by the time she left the parking lot.
***
“Oh god, that’s so good!” Jennifer said as Curtis spooned a little of his home made pasta sauce into her mouth. She wiped her lips on a napkin as Curtis smiled and went back to stirring the sauce.
“I told you, baby,” he said, laughter in his voice. “I’m gonna make you the best pasta you’ve ever tasted!” He leaned over and kissed her gently, his full lips soft against hers. Jennifer sighed as he pulled away and poured some pasta into a pan of boiling water. How had she got so lucky? She’d only been with Curtis for six months but she was falling deeply in love with him. He was a real gentleman and seemed to enjoy looking after her. He liked to cook for her, he gave her massages, he helped clean her apartment, and more importantly, he always took care of her in the bedroom. She’d never known a man as generous as him and was looking forward to their relationship moving to the next level of commitment.
They ate dinner together over candlelight, the conversation flowing easily between them. Curtis made her laugh, and the pasta he’d made with a side salad was the best she’d ever had. Her belly full, Jennifer helped him clear the dirty plates away into the kitchen, and they started to wash up together.
“Oh, nice card, by the way,” Jennifer said, nudging him gently in the ribs as she dried a large steel pan with a dish towel. Curtis looked at her and frowned.
“What are you talking about, baby girl?” he replied. Jennifer could hear the genuine confusion in his voice, and she felt a flicker of uncertainty.
“The Valentines Day card you left on my car. I found it after work. The poem was, um, different,” she said. “Although I don’t quite understand why you didn’t just give it to me tomorrow night.”
“Oh yeah, about that,” Curtis said uneasily. “I’ve got to work late tomorrow and I don
’t know what time I’ll be able to leave the office, so I doubt I’ll be able to have dinner.” He dried his hands on the towel and put his arms around her. “There is nowhere I’d rather be than at a fancy restaurant with you on Valentines Day, but I’ve got a deadline that I just can’t afford to miss. I promise I’ll make it up to you on your birthday next month.”
Jennifer swallowed down her disappointment. She’d been looking forward to Valentines Day for weeks. She’d booked them into a posh French restaurant in the city and had bought a sexy new dress for the occasion, not to mention the smoking hot red lacy underwear she’d been excited to reveal to him.
“Oh, that’s okay,” she said, trying not to let the hurt show in her voice. “Can I see you when you finish work?”
“I don’t think so, sweetheart,” he said sadly. “Some of the guys wanted to celebrate finishing the job so they wanted to go grab a few beers afterwards. I did tell them that I’d have a hot date waiting for me but they were insistent. How about I see you the next night? I’ll take you somewhere nice and we can just treat it as a delayed Valentines meal.” He traced his fingers along her collarbone and she melted under his touch.
“Whatever you want, baby,” she agreed happily. “I’ll do anything you want me to.”
“Anything?” he said with a wicked glint in his eye. He pulled the dish towel out of her hands and put it on the countertop, and then picked her up in his strong arms. With a sexy grin, he carried her out of the kitchen and across the hall into her bedroom, where he promptly threw her down onto the bed.
“Shall I text Lizzie?” he murmured into her ear as he lay his heavy weight on top of her. She pulled back and looked at his face, his expression daring. After a moment, she nodded excitedly, and Curtis pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and typed out a quick message to Lizzie. It was going to be a fun night.
***
“Hey, girlfriend!” Jennifer said as she opened the door and smiled at her guest. Lizzie strode in boldly, a cloud of expensive perfume and confidence. Jennifer closed the door behind her and they hugged each other warmly hello, before Lizzie shrugged off her thick fur-lined coat and handed it to Jennifer. She was wearing a sleek satin nightie which didn’t leave much to the imagination, and Jennifer felt a frisson of excitement in between her thighs. Lizzie always excited her. She had dark skin that was almost maroon, and her teeth were blindingly white in contrast. Her hair was straight and long, almost down to her waist, and Jennifer loved feeling it against her own skin. Another shiver wracked gently through her body as she imagined what Lizzie was going to do to her tonight. Curtis had introduced her to Lizzie, an old work colleague, a few months ago at a party and the two girls had hit it off immediately, before getting steaming drunk and the three of them heading back to Curtis’ apartment for some erotic fun. It was a night that Jennifer would never forget, and one that had been repeated quite a few times since.
