She could only hear the muffled sound of the van driving on pavement. The van pulled up to a building and she could hear the clanking of an overhead d...or being rolled up. The van drove on and then she heard the door roll back down and was loudly latched. She heard the van doors open and people scramble out. It smelled like a garage that must have had autos parked in it. As she tried to sit up she was rudely jerked to a standing position and dragged out. Her bare feet felt the cold of the. Her husband was also a police officer, but in another city.Sandy was like one of the guys. She was athletic and tough. She was also very business-like and she rarely, if ever, let her emotions show, even when we were alone. She’d tap the steering wheel when frustrated, if she was driving, or make quirky facial expression, but that was generally about the extint of her emotions.Sandy and I always had each other’s backs. We counted on each other. When the end of the shift came, she went home. I. That would make me irresistible, right? It would take a lot of mutual trust and respect and lust, we would have to be very close; bonded in some way. So it is a pretty safe bet that you are not there yet. Am I right?”“You are correct. I would not do that to you. Also, the whole “right” thing is about 500 years out-of-date. Plus if I did that today it would hurt, and I have no desire to hurt you. In fact I bet you will know pain and blood the next four times you are with a man. That is the way. "Oh darling I could never go all tile way and let you cum there..." The lousy little liar! How many other cocks had she sluttishly drained of their cum in their own crowd and lied about it? And why the big denial? That was part of it, wasn't it... no sexual hang-ups... and whatever, always the come-clean truth between them after... no secrets?Damn her... damn her! If he didn't love her so much it wouldn't matter, but he did, though for the life of him, at that moment, he couldn't imagine why..