They jealously guarded what they considered to be their calls. It was understandable. They were always under the threat of budgetary cuts or even elim...nation. The more calls they ran, the more they justified their existence. Our lieutenant, obviously acting on orders from above, had told us long ago not to be so enthusiastic in jumping their calls. Our budget, after all, was not in any such jeopardy and our admin was not so fond of medical or trauma aid calls anyway since they took us out of. My upstairs flat looked out onto a new housing development that had been built on some reclaimed retail land just across the road from me, I had noticed a pretty brunette that had moved in a few months earlier with her partner, I would have guessed that she was perhaps in her early thirties, very attractive about 5ft 6inches tall with a slender waist and a nice round ass, and her tits looked well proportioned too, so I had made a point of saying hello to them at every opportunity and had. In the past that was always as far as it went, but this time she moved my hand under her shirt to her breast and then down to her pussy. She was smoothly shaved! Man oh man, everything was happening so suddenly. (I remember being amazed that women get so wet when they are aroused. Her panties and pussy lips and my hand were sopping.) I just enjoyed finally doing what any high school and college guy fantasizes about most of any given day. I just alternated back and forth between stroking her. She sucked even harder draining me of all my cum. For the rest of the day I thought about what we had done and I had to stop what I was doing a go relieve myself. As I laid there in bed that night thinking, I decided that in the morning I was going to take my daughter and make her a woman. I kept thinking about her tender body and how it would feel to slip my cock in and fuck her little pussy. In the morning as my wife got ready for work I laid there playing with my cock. I knew what I was.