“I can’t. I’m married.” I looked out into the darkness as her robe parted, freeing her naked left breast. “Please Joey.” The palm of my ha...d brushed against the soft tip of her erect nipple, my middle finger circling the pimpled areola.“This is so wrong; we shouldn't be doing this.” Her fingers remained tightly fixed to the draining board not moving a muscle, and although these words came from her mouth, she hadn’t said the most important one, ‘No’, and she certainly hadn’t made any move to. ‘Oh my god,’ K got up and ran out of the house quickly. Les got out looking tired and worn out. ‘Hi trouble,’ she smiled. ‘Hey kid,’ he smiled at her. K walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him, ‘I missed you.’ A very surprised expression covered his face and he hugged her tight. Rain fell on them, as they stood locked together. ‘Come on in,’ K pulled away. Les followed her in the house. Precious met them at the door and growled at Les. ‘Hey,’ K scorned her. They walked through the. Be quick or I'll add another."I took the stairs, my erection bobbing. My state meant it took some time to empty my bladder. I hurried back down and she tutted."Oh dear, looks like you've earned an extra stroke Dan."I couldn't bear it. "No, please Andrea!" Okay. come here. Face me. Hands on head. Don't make a sound."She took my nipples between her index finger and thumb and squeezed hard this new pain shot straight to my groin then she twisted and doubled the sweet agony. She held my gaze then. It was such a different existence... except for his being a law-enforcement officer.She'd vowed, after watching her Mom's many many nights of worry that she'd never marry a lawman... and here she was, happier than she could ever have dreamed possible. Of course, with Mark it was a little different; he was a deputy sheriff in an almost rural district, while her dad had been a Los Angeles detective with his life constantly in danger, but why couldn't Mark have been a druggist, or a carpenter,.