Ooookkkkaayyyy…umm…." was about all I could say. Looking at her supple tits hanging down in her bikini top, the sweet cameltoe in her shorts, my c...ck stiffened a little more, "God, this cock is awesome!" she said. "Got someplace we can go?" she asked. I told her my place. She thought for a few moments, letting go of my prick, she crossed her arms on the car door. "You do this often?" she asked. I said no, just feeling a little horny today and was passing by and spotted her. "Really?? Lucky me!". It was soothing and mind numbing, pounding nails was damn good therapy. Maybe he should recommend it to the department shrink next time he talked to her. It was much better than the notebooks that they wanted him to keep, the mind exercises, the deep breathing exercises. So much simpler than the exercises in denial that he was so good at.He was on call. Well, being one of just three detectives in the department, he was almost always on call. He hated the beeper that he carried around with him,. ”“Can’t wait, Paw-Paw!”“Me neither. Just be naked. Don’t put any lube in that hole neither!”“Yes, sir! I know how you like it.”They hung up the phone. Sage put on a pair of black knee-high women’s socks that hid white snowflakes on them and his vintage-inspired red Huf low-top sneakers. He sprayed himself with some cotton candy body spray he bought from a dollar store. He walked down the hall to the living room and sat on the couch while he waited for Rufus. He perused Twitter on his phone to. I smiled wryly to myself, sitting at the back and studying the men's reactions as she gyrated and teased, I could count in access of fifty men, probably all thinking the same thing, keen to give her one, the thought excited me as a woman, and I involuntarily squeezed my stockinged legs tightly, my boyfriend had dropped me into this highly charged environment, and I also notice men were looking back at me, as I casually studied them.My boyfriend returned with the drinks, a double G and T for me,.