" He spins you around and you are now face to face with this police man, he's not handsome by any means but as you cast your gaze over him, you realis... that you want him, he tells you to lower your arms to your side, and he leans in as he to kiss you, but this is not to be. He only wants to check your collar, so close, his face is so close that you want to kiss him. His body presses against you, and, yes you can feel that he is aroused as you. His erection pressing against you. "Ok Miss Smith,. Accounting would keep him at home and not gallivanting around the world like me. A nice suburban home. 2.5 kids. A conservative woman to bear them. A couple secret mistresses on the side. Whether he knew I tended towards monogamy, having had only three love affairs in my life, one lasting over twenty years and the other ending when high school ended, his constant flow of girlfriends might suggest another way of rebelling. A beautiful blonde he brought as his date that night had no problem. ”“Who will take me to a car rental place?”Raising her hand meekly, Jean Lewis said, “I’ll take you. I’d like to get out of here.”“Thanks, Jean.”They went over to her car. She got behind the wheel and sat there for a second. She handed him the car keys. “Maybe you should drive. I’m a little nervous.”They exchanged places. While Peter was driving to a rental place, Jean was on the phone with her husband explaining what had happened. He waited to say anything to her until she had finished her. We order dinner and chat about life, her business degree, everything. During dinner I have the hardest time, both from the bulge growing in my pants, and the hard time of not staring at her cleavage. She is wearing a tight fitting crop top that shows just enough skin for the imagination to wonder and a sexy lace bralette that covers her tits under it. Her ass is being hid in the stereotypical white girl shorts - tiny and tight blue pants, they look like khakis. And when she goes to bend over.