Louise Taylor did as she was told, lifted her skirt and dropped her red silk thongs"I didn't mean now as in now, Sgt. I meant go back to your quarters...and change there." Don't you like what you see then, Sir? - that's not what you said the other night when we fucked so compulsively on your well sprung mattress!"Officer Peter Richards tried to control himself but Freddy (his now throbbing cock) was having none of it, the message had come through the nervous system like a dose of salts and he was. I walk into the fruit section, I look around and he is still close by, cool, so I pick up a cucumber and fondle as only the female can, I look around and look at him, I smile and do a little wank motion, he smiles, and I put it back down.I am now on the escalator, he is behind me, no one else is, so I lift my skirt a little, pretending to be adjusting my under skirt, my eyes drift up and meet his, he is staring, so I lift it a little past what might be considered decent, and hold it there, only. It was quite dim by now, the streetlights were on and the tops of the high clouds were highlighted in faint gold and red tips. I hadn’t imagined myself too exhibitionist but this time I just got out of the car, slipped of my clothes and made my way up the path to the beach. At the top of the first hill I turned around and looked back at the lights below me, grabbed my cock, and started wanking in the breeze. It was great feeling my balls bouncing as I stroked and the pre-cum covering my knob. He waded through the water towards me, I crouched down. “You called?” He had a cheeky smile on his face. I touched his cheek, I didn’t mean to but I just seemed to stroke his right cheek. I took it away after a few seconds, thinking I had made myself look stupid enough today. I began to stand and he got out the pool and stood in front of me. Drops of water were running down his perfectly toned body. I looked up at him and he lowered his head to kiss me. The kiss was soft, with the taste of.