I kissed all over his chest, and playfully bit at his nipples. He was frozen with a combination of lust and guilt. My skirt was hiked up to my waist. ... rotated my hips slowly, grinding against his raging hard on. I turned around and asked him to unzip my skirt. His shaking hands slid my zipper down. My skirt dropped in a pool on the floor and I leaned forward giving him a view of my ass in only a thong. I sat in his lap and leaned back against him. His hands cupped my breasts and his fingers. I will meet you at the bar." She pecked his cheek then left with a pleased smile. He watched Jessie as be walked away, her long dark hair, pin like legs that came down from under short floral cocktail dress.The bar room was oak panelled and had a real Victorian authenticity to it. The lights were dull as if they still had gas lamps. Don glanced around and thought the patrons, a mixture of drunkards and down n' outs, we're almost as old and building itself. It was a little too rough for his. Dave helps me sit down and I notice my pants are still down at my ankles. It doesn't really seem to matter."Oh God Dave, what am I going to do?" I look up at him. "Sally is cheating on me." I don't know what to tell you Mike." He looks like he is in pain himself. "You need to protect yourself; both physically, and if you get a divorce, financially." Divorce?" I think I'm must have been looking a little lost. I certainly felt that way."Mike, she is having unprotected sex with someone else." He. "What a coincidence. Is it?" I threw him a quick smile and took a sip from my drink. "Not here on duty," I mumbled. "Didn't think so, on-duty cops don't dress like that," Biggie said, shamelessly checking out my breasts. "So then, why are you here?" I'm just fed up with work," I mumbled in honesty. "I just need to get my mind clear of it all." "Clear of it all, except one innocent suspect, it seems. But I understand if I'm hard to forget," he laughed, emphasizing the word hard. Normally I.