He frequently tried out some of his wanton specialty items on Buzz's wife, which kept her otherwise dull existence filled with wild surprises.Not only...was the cop's wife having a tempestuous affair with the bookstore owner - she was occasionally sharing his daughter with him. Since he was divorced, he'd raised his own daughter, who was now eighteen and fully ripe.While Buzz Watkins, the toughest, meanest cop in town was savagely fucking someone else's passionate young wife, his wife was getting. Now she had good ole fashioned probable cause, having seen a drug lab up and seemingly functional. Not that she was going to arrest anyone, she just needed an excuse. She walked up to the front door and wondered how to play this. Good cop or bad cop. Hell with it, she had been having fun all morning playing bad cop, why stop now. And it was just noon, she could play nice later. Maybe. Erin straightened her uniform, attempted to button her top button to no avail and made sure her mirrored. I made an arrangement with the motel manager that I would pay him cash…and a bonus…to let her stay there for another week. I gave her some cash and told her I would be back the day before I had to pick up my wife and her sister. I really didn’t know if she would still be there – but she was. She said that she spent her time going to museums and the library. She liked to read.When I got back, she actually seemed sincere that she was glad to see me. We had a very nice day together and we went to. So I do it a lot. The side effect was that I had enough lean muscle to make it possible to eat a lot of restaurant food without putting on much flab.I looked up from my drink and saw a vibrant redhead carrying a drink and moving purposefully in my direction. Some lucky guy was going to receive some very pleasant attention. It turned out to be me."Hi, I'm Sandy." She reached out to shake my hand. "You're a good dancer. Mind if I sit down and talk for a while?"Mind? She was the most gorgeous.