"From Sam's apartment in midtown, it was a 15-minute drive, in light Sunday-morning traffic, to County Line Road. He didn't use the siren. On the way,...he reflected on his eight-year career with the Crandall County Sheriff's office. The large but sparsely populated county had law enforcement problems that were a far cry from his previous cowboy career as a federal drug enforcement agent.Sam Wicks had been highly regarded at the Drug Enforcement Agency, but he and DEA had been, in Sam's eyes, a. "I'm driving," he said, making sure not to look at me. This only caused me to scoot as far as the damnable bucket seat would let me and then stretch over to suck his earlobe into my mouth my while I slipped the rest of my hand up his boxer leg and wrap my fingers around the remainder of his cock. He shifted in his seat giving me some room and I started to pump him along his thigh. His skin was so hot, stiff, and throbbing. "What's the matter?" I whispered, "you don't think you can drive and. "Bye-bye, assholes," I said with a giggle."You're bad girl, but it got the fuzz off of us. Now what's next on the shopping list?" Nancy asked."Sam's Club," I said, and we drove to the warehouse and went inside.The fifty-foot trailer was sitting there with the new rack on top. The welders were adding the rack to the top of the snowmobile trailer, as we walked over to the truck. I watched as Richie was directing the men to unload everything onto the dock. Walking over, I hugged him, and kissed. He tells me to take off my jumper, my tie, my shirt, my tee, my shoes and my socks, I slip off the trousers and underpants off completely. I am naked. Totally naked. I tell him to get naked, quickly. He strips off his clothes. His body is magic, I want it badly, and I want it now. I walk over to him, he lies on the bed, face down. He tells me to take the condom off my cock, and pour the cum over his butt hole. I do so. He then tells me to lie down over him, and to move my cock between his.